This old man didn't want me to throw him on the other side, he just ran away and left me alone.

But now there is no other way, the five-meter-wide river, and there is no flat ground to run, running down from the mountainside, the body inertia downward, jumping not far.

I still have to do what he says, his requirements are a bit high, and he has to be far away and can't hit the tree. I aimed at a haystack, but fortunately there was a green light shining so I could see clearly, and I threw it at it, but it still hit a small tree.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I shouted, "When I begged someone, I apologized sincerely."

At this time, the sound of the piano sounded, I couldn't understand it, the sound was quite loud in the dead woods, and suddenly the woods became restless, and the bird cries stopped, and the big trees above were fluttering, it should be the birds flying.

Holy, what's going on?

There was a sudden change in the river, and the green snakes scrambled to swim ashore and rushed in the direction of the shamisen, and the snakes in the river even scrambled to be the first, and the originally calm water surface became splashing.

What's going on, do snakes also listen to the harp? But there are so many snakes in the river! I took a few steps back, rushed towards the less dense group of snakes, kicked my leg so violently, and jumped up almost with all the strength to feed.

I quickly climbed up and looked below the crotch, there was not a single snake, they were still scrambling to crawl towards the piano.

I rushed to the shamisen, and the snake surrounded the city, almost to my knees, and the trees next to it were crawling with giant black bats, and a monster like a cat was lying behind the snake pile, it was huge, and it actually had two tails.

I picked up the piano and ran away, the sound of the piano stopped, and there was a fierce fight behind me, and all kinds of strange sounds screamed non-stop.

"Old gentleman, the snakes are bewitched by the sound of your harp." I thought he didn't have any skills, and this kind of kung fu that even animals can confuse is called powerful, so I changed my name to call him Mr. "What kind of song is this?"

"A hundred birds and a phoenix." He said.

That's probably the name of a metaphor, not just a bird.

"Your eggs are broken." He reminded.

"Ah......h ”

"Eggs."

"You...... This Chinese should be practiced well. I said and felt in my pocket, and sure enough, one of the eggs was broken.

The old gentleman suddenly appeared on the side, took the broken egg from my pocket, poured it into his mouth, and licked the egg white from the shell.

The big hump finished eating, and then knocked on the grass with a cane. I followed him, and after half an hour, I saw that there was indeed a village in the col below, but it had been abandoned for a long time, and it was originally a wooden house, in tatters, but there was a place to stay.

I'm going to wait here until Mrs. Shiqing comes.

"There are no ghost soldiers here, right?" I asked.

"I usually don't go out of the village at night, so I should be fine." He said.

"Aren't you fellow countrymen with them? Why are you afraid? ”

"I only have the piano, and I'm afraid of the rest, whether it's people or ghosts."

"Are you afraid of me, then?"

"I'm afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person." I patted him on the shoulder and said, taking the opportunity to put on a close!

"There are good songs and songs in the world, but there are no good people."

After the old gentleman finished speaking, he knocked on the bamboo pole and went down, and I couldn't explain to him, he was an idiot, others were lovers, and he was a piano idiot. I heard in the movie that children are good and bad, and adults only talk about the pros and cons, and I'm still a nineteen-year-old young boy, so I'm still good and bad!

At least this old man is not bad, I thought that the ghosts and monsters of Dongying were all murderous people under the island.

"Sir, do you know the island?" I asked.

"You know, I performed there for a senior Japanese officer."

"Was it forced too?"

"They're all murderous people, where do they know how to appreciate music."

"It's also right to be reluctant to perform for these war criminals."

"I have never asked about the right and wrong in the world, only about the qin, for thousands of years, there have been countless people who have killed people, and human life is like ants, which is not worth a comment."

I think about it, the devil invaded and killed so many people, the white god of war also killed so many people, and the old American atomic bomb bombed Hiroshima It is said that more than 100,000 people died.

"What year are you a ghost?"

"In the Yuan Dynasty, I crossed the ocean from Dongying, went to the Yuan Dadu to learn the three strings, and studied under Guan Hanqing."

"Amazing, my old gentleman, Guan Hanqing is a master of Yuanqu."

"You know."

At my age, I just want to be happy and revenge, and I guess I will never reach the realm of the old man, in his eyes, it seems that life is not worth mentioning, so he is not willing to be reincarnated at all, and would rather be trapped in the piano for more than 700 years. He is not a Buddha-like benevolence, otherwise he would not eat raw carved meat, nor is he evil, he just disdains life and would rather be a qin soul.

We walked to the door of the peach blossom village, sure enough, there are peach trees everywhere, the layout is quite exquisite, the village is very large, look at the scale of the East China Sea fishing gang should be very powerful, Mrs. Shi Qing after the death of her husband, but only eighteen years old, how can I hold so many rough men, I admire her even more, if I and Zhang Peng are these two teasers, it is estimated that they will be usurped and seized, and they will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Some people are born leaders, such as Mrs. Shi Qing, some people are born musicians, such as this big head, and some people are born to be gods of war, such as Bai Qi Killing God, what are Zhang Peng and I born to be?

I hope that the old bald donkey of Li Nu will not come over, without Mrs. Shi Qing, he will not be able to suppress him at all.

After all, the old gentleman is a xylophone, so the place to find is also very good, very dry, and haystacks to sleep on. Although I am the most awesome in the water, but I am a human after all, not a fish, I prefer a dry environment, comfortable to live, I haven't slept well these days, tonight should be fine, after all, the old gentleman has lived here for so long, and the nest that should be found is safer.

I found some dry firewood, lit it, and went outside to find soil and water and mud, wrapped the eggs, and prepared to put two eggs in to burn, but thinking that Mr. Zato, who seemed to like to eat raw, I handed him an egg, and he would not take it.

"Sir, don't you like to eat raw?"

"I don't like it."

"Then you ......"

"Ghosts can't make fire."

"Then the bald carved meat I roasted last night is delicious, isn't it?"

"It's delicious."

"Okay, I'll go catch that big red bird for you tomorrow and roast it, and I'll use eggs tonight."

Actually, I'm very hungry, one bird's egg is not enough at all, I haven't eaten much since the morning, but he is an old man, and I can't eat alone! The eggs are very fragrant, and it is estimated that the red bird will be angry when he knows about it, and the eggs that have just been laid are still hot, so I brought them to eat.

"Sir, you can play a song for me." I say.

"The shamisen is too old, you're too young to appreciate it."

"Just listen to it."

"Mountains and rivers look for soulmates."

I nodded awkwardly, which means that I don't understand, I'm not qualified to listen to him play the piano, when I was leading the snake just now, I didn't understand the tone he played, and I was in a hurry to run for my life, how could I be in the mood to appreciate it. However, this does not just prove that he said, I don't understand music, I don't know how to appreciate.

"Hey, you know more about our culture than I do."

The old gentleman probably ate cooked food for a long time, a little unaccustomed, he ate very slowly, carefully, not like the gobbling just now, I just don't understand, what is he, how can there be ghosts who like to eat! Does he poop? Maybe the old gentleman is no longer an existence that I can understand, and it is the first time I heard that the xylophone has a soul, and it is not a living being.

I didn't eat at all, but I was tired, so I fell asleep. Think about what I have been tossing since I went to the sea, I haven't found the Rejuvenation Pill, I haven't found the bag, but I am tired and half dead, and I am alone with demons and monsters.

When I slept until I was dazed, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano, and when I squinted my eyes, I saw that the old gentleman was sitting by the fire and playing a tune, and his mouth was still chanting: "Down-and-out Jiangnan carries wine, Chu waist and intestines are broken and his palm is light." Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xing name. ”

"Old gentleman, what kind of piano do you play in the middle of the night, what kind of poems do you chant?" I asked.

"When the soul is gone, chant the epitaph."

"What...... What does it mean? Epitaph? Are you going to die? I asked, puzzled, wasn't he already dead? But he's talking about the disillusionment.

The old gentleman was playing the piano to himself, ignoring me, and at last I felt that something was wrong, the floor of the hut creaked and the haystack rustled. I hurriedly sat up, holding the Tai'a sword in my hand, and by the light of the fire, I saw a giant python burrowing into the house without knowing when. Please keep in mind: Lily, URL mobile version, Lily free fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft.