Hearing this, the 'woman' raised her head and immediately smiled gently: "Silly child, that's not the moon, that's a Kong Ming lantern." -”

"Kong Ming lantern? Mother, what is Kong Ming Lantern? The little 'girl' blinked her eyes curiously, and her voice was soft and glutinous, as if she could wring out water.

"Kong Ming lantern is also called wishing lantern, whenever people have a wish, they will light the Kong Ming lantern and fly to the sky, and then the wish can come true."

"Wow, that's so powerful, mother, let's go put Kong Ming lanterns too, okay?"

"It's a good ......", the 'woman' smiled and scratched the nose of the little 'girl', and the two passed by Yun Weiyang.

Kong Ming lantern?

Yun Weiyang stopped and looked up, only to see that the originally inky night sky in the southeast was translucent, and the large and round Kong Ming lanterns hung in the air innumerably, like the moon of fifteen.

Yun Weiyang smiled disapprerovingly, if you can realize your wish by lighting the Kong Ming lantern, then why should you have so many worries and worries as a person?

When something can't be thought of or resolved, can a small Kong Ming lantern really help anything?

It's better to be a down-to-earth person, there are no so-called gods in this world, and there will be no pie-in-the-sky good things, after all, you don't have to rely on yourself to go step by step, right?

Shaking his head, Yun Weiyang continued to walk forward.

The night was as cold as water, and there was a slight wet chill on the body, slightly cold.

Faintly, there seemed to be an intermittent piano sound in the air, which poured into the eardrums, as if wrapped in infinite unspeakable sorrow, which made people cry when they heard it.

Who's playing the piano?

Yun Weiyang paused abruptly and was stunned for a moment.

She asked herself if she was a person who knew the piano, but in an instant, she heard the deep melancholy of 'mourning is greater than heart death' in the sound of the piano.

In my impression, there is only one person who can control people's souls with the sound of the piano, is it him?

There was a little coldness on his cheeks, Yun Weiyang raised his hand and 'touched', and was immediately startled, was it wet, was it tears?

She was in tears?

Even in the face of death and betrayal, she will never change her 'color', but she really shed tears?!

And just because of a few ethereal piano tones that can't be songn?

How so?

There must be something strange in this sound!!

And the sound of the piano seems to come from the direction of Kong Ming's lantern.

Who is it, and what kind of mood can make such a tear-jerking piano sound?

Looking up at the Kong Ming lantern floating quietly in the sky, Yun Weiyang thought for a moment, but he still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and flew towards the southeast.

Yingshui Pavilion –

A moon-white robe fluttered like a dream, the ink hair hung down like satin and danced lightly, and the red marks between the eyebrows were like tears of blood.

The fairy-like temperament, Tsinghua is beautiful, and it seems that sitting at will is a beautiful picture that is timeless and flawless.

The white fingers of the 'jade' gently stroked, and the intermittent notes jumped out, although they did not form a song, but the meaning of the tune was natural.

"Zheng—"

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, the strings broke suddenly, and a drop of bright red blood on the tip of the white fingertips of the 'jade' suddenly slipped down, and with a "click", it shattered on the white 'jade' and 'color' piano stand.

"What are you still clinging to?" The clear voice suddenly sounded, mixed with faint displeasure, and the void trembled, and a man with white hair and white robe suddenly appeared in front of the pavilion.

handsome facial features, but with pale to transparent skin, with white hair and a white robe, at first glance, it looks particularly terrifying.