Chapter 743: The Man Who Played the Flute
A few hours later, the news reached the capital, and Tang Mingli's ears were heard.
He sat on the sofa and looked at the video of the battle presented by his subordinates, his face solemn.
Assistant Xiaodong poured him a glass of wine and looked at him cautiously.
After a long time, Tang Mingli turned off the TV and said, "I didn't expect that the sect master of the dignified doctor Wang Sect would actually do this kind of thing that only harem women would do. β
Xiaodong was a little unclear, Tang Mingli said: "There is no need for this battle, Shancheng is Yin Shengyao's territory, and he has many ways to drive away the silent divine punishment, but he chose the most sensational one, and he was seriously injured." β
Speaking of this, he sneered and said, "It's just to play a bitter trick and make Yuan Junyao grateful to him." β
Xiaodong complained silently in his heart: The head of the family, in fact, you are very envious in your heart.
Tang Mingli sneered and said, "It's really naΓ―ve, a woman will be moved by him for a while, but she won't be moved for him for a lifetime." β
He threw aside the remote control board of the TV, turned to Xiaodong and said, "Get ready, I'm going to Shancheng again." β
Under my care, Yin Shengyao's injuries healed quickly.
Every day, I changed the method to make medicinal food for him, boiled all kinds of soup, and took advantage of the night to go to the deep mountains 300 kilometers east of Shancheng to kill a blue water lion, and made a pot of lion broth to replenish his vitality.
He took a bite of the soup and suddenly smiled.
I was a little curious: "What are you laughing at?" Bad taste? β
"Jun Yao, do you know what the biggest effect of this blue water lion is?" He asked.
When I thought about it, my face immediately turned red, the corners of my mouth twitched twice, and I said, "What have you been thinking about all day!" β
The meat of the blue water lion can replenish vitality, and at the same time, it can also nourish yin and aphrodisiac, making men majestic in bed.
Yin Shengyao showed a ruffian smile and said, "Jun Yao, you give me this, do you want me to cheer up in bed at night?" β
I rolled my eyes and said, "Your body has injured the kidney meridian, and you can't have sex for a month." β
Yin Shengyao's smile deepened: "What about a month later?" β
"I'll move back to the sect in a month." I threw a hygiene eye to him, "Take good care of your illness, don't think about unhealthy and discordant things all day long, so as not to leave the root of the disease and lose your kidneys in the future." β
"Don't worry." He laughed, "It's your lifelong happiness, and I'll be cautious." β
I shook my head helplessly, and although I had known that there was a rogue heart hidden beneath his ascetic exterior, I still had nothing to do with him.
In fact, he is a god-level cultivator, and his physical strength is very strong, plus he is a nine-rank alchemist, if there is another problem of kidney deficiency, he will not have to mix it up.
I brought the soup bowl into the kitchen, and I was just halfway through the washing, when suddenly I didn't know where the smell of peach blossoms wafted from, and my heart moved.
It's already July, the weather is very hot, where will there be peach blossoms?
Suddenly, a peach blossom petal with a faint fragrance fluttered in the wind, like a small pink butterfly, floating in from the window and swirling and landing on my palm.
Filled with doubts, I looked up at the window, and out of nowhere I heard a crisp and loud whistle.
The flute sound was cold and melodious, and the tone was simple and moving, and I was stunned.
This tune......
"Peach Song"?
"Tao Yao Song" is a very popular song in ancient times, in my memory, He Ning's favorite song is this one, every time he is sad, he will blow this song, and also adapted it into a war song.
I immediately put down the bowl in my hand and ran out quickly, following the place where the sound of the flute had come.
This area is a garden-style villa area in the south of the Yangtze River, where many dignitaries live, I followed the sound of the flute and came to a remote villa.
That courtyard is not as big as my Guiyuan, and there is a black plaque hanging on the lintel, and on the plaque are two vermilion characters of "Rain Garden".
I remember that there were no people living here, so could it have been bought by some dignitary?
I went up and knocked on the door, but when there was no answer, I kicked my feet twice, tapped the wall twice, and jumped into the courtyard.
The yard seemed to have been untended for a long time, overgrown with weeds, the water in the pond was a little green, and the withered lotus leaves floated above the water, with the occasional dragonfly or two flying by.
The sound of the flute continued to blow, and I walked around the craggy rockery, feeling that I was getting closer and closer to the sound of the flute.
Walking through the cave of the rockery, I saw a tall young man standing in the corridor opposite.
He had his back to me, unable to see clearly, in a white suit, with short hair, playing a white flute.
This back, and the one I remember, how similar.
I suddenly felt hot and stuffy in my chest, as if something was about to overflow, and shouted, "Hening? β
At that moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind me and pressed my shoulder.
I was startled, turned around, and saw Yin Shengyao's handsome face.
"Jun Yao, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"Shengyao, look, that's ......" I pointed to the cloister, only to find that there was no one there.
I was shocked and asked, "Shengyao, did you see it just now?" There stood a man in a white suit. β
Yin Shengyao's face was full of seriousness and said, "I didn't see anyone except you...... Jun Yao, are you okay? β
I was shocked, I could see it clearly.
Could it be that everything just now was just my illusion?
"Then you always hear the flute, right?" I grabbed him by the placket and hurriedly said, "Do you see the flute?" β
"Jun Yao, calm down." He grabbed me by the shoulders and said, "I heard the flute, but I didn't see the person playing the flute." It's an eventful time, and the killers who paid to kill you haven't been eliminated yet, so we have to be careful, it's probably a trap! β
Actually, how could I not have known that this was a trap?
But even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I want to see and condense.
"Let's go home first, and ...... Let's think about it in the long run. He looked around warily and said.
I had to nod my head, and as we left the rain garden, the whistle stopped, and my heart was full of melancholy.
Yin Shengyao saw that I was depressed, his face was a little gloomy, and said, "Jun Yao...... The man whose name is Hening...... Who the hell is it? β
"He's ...... My ancestors. I sighed lowly.
"People of the Protoss?" Yin Shengyao knew something intermittently, but I never told him in detail.
He seemed to think of something, and said, "When you were promoted, the portrait that appeared in the sky, could it be ...... That's him? β
I nodded and said, "I have his blood flowing in my veins, and he is mine...... The only blood relative. β
My father's family, I never admitted that they were my relatives.
Yin Shengyao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jun Yao, I can understand your feelings, but ...... I'm afraid the people of the Protoss have already ......."
"He's alive!" I said firmly, "My blood is close to him, I can feel that he must still be alive!" β
Yin Shengyao's heart was filled with a sour feeling, and he said, "Jun Yao, if he is willing to see you, he will definitely come, if he is unwilling, it is useless for you to look for it." β
I smiled bitterly, yes, and condensation...... You may not want to see me.
Afterwards, I inquired about the rain garden, because the location was too remote, and Mr. Feng Shui said that the feng shui in that direction was not good, and it was easy to break the house and wealth, so it was never sold.
After a few days, Yin Shengyao's injuries were almost healed, and the affairs of the sect were piled up, and Ashin came several times against his murderous gaze, and he had to get up and go back to the sect.
That night, as the sun set, I was meditating in my room, and I had just finished absorbing a rock, when I suddenly heard a melodious flute sound.
"Peach Song"?
I immediately opened my eyes, opened the window, and walked away.
It was the rain garden again, and as soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw the white figure sitting in the pavilion, playing the flute.
I walked step by step, cautiously, for fear that if the footsteps were heavy, he would burst like a summer bubble and there would be no news.