Chapter Seventy-Six: Little Flower Comes to Ask for a Sword

Feng'er has had few opponents since her debut, but today she fell into the hands of a crazy old man, and he took away the sword. Feng'er knew that she had met a master outside the world, and she couldn't hide the surprise in her heart. Ah Niu couldn't figure it out, and said angrily:

"There is still such a strange person in the world, who saved his life, but was beaten by him, I went to Lord Yang to borrow some officers and soldiers, and shot him with arrows. ”

Du Ling was always worried about Feng'er's safety, seeing that Feng'er was safe and sound, but the sword was taken away, Feng'er was not in a hurry to chase it, figuring out what mystery there should be, Feng'er didn't say, she didn't ask. Now Ah Niu is whining, and she can't help but say, who likes to joke:

"When the robbers came, they burned incense, and the robbers took you and played with the spear. Aren't you good at martial arts? Why can't you even beat a crazy old man?"

Ah Niu was so angry that he shouted: "I'll also go get some lime powder, take advantage of his unpreparedness to blind him, and then kill him to get angry!"

Du Ling smiled: "You are more powerful than Daochang Li, and you are as bad as Zhao Liuzi." How could I not see clearly how I was robbed of the stick and the one who fell to the ground, how could I get close to him?"

Ah Niu stared and couldn't speak.

Du Ling turned his head and said to Feng'er again: "Brother Feng'er, I'll go with you at night, so I can be a companion." ”

Feng'er said: "No! A person with a strange temperament like him, he said okay to let me go alone, I am afraid that there will be another incident if you follow." ”

Du Ling pouted and walked to the side.

In the blink of an eye, the sun came, the moon came, and the wind was about to go up the mountain at night. No one knows how far the cliff is from the lake, or more precisely, there is no way to know which direction the cliff is, so you can only follow the general direction of the madman Chu when he left.

Du Ling looked at Feng'er with blank eyes, and wanted to follow, but because Chu's madman had an appointment first, Feng'er still couldn't agree.

At night, the mountain is unusually quiet, with the occasional birdsong, and all that remains is the chirping of crickets in the grass.

The wind climbed over a hill, and by the moonlight he saw a higher mountain ahead, and the cliff should be on it.

Feng'er didn't know how long it had climbed, but finally climbed to the top of the mountain, looked around, and found that there was a light coming from a thatched hut in the southeast, and the sound of the piano was faintly heard.

I thought that the madman Chu was a reckless person, but I didn't expect that there would be such Yaxing, and the wind followed the light and the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious and long, melodious and beautiful, like a natural sound, making Feng'er feel like he has arrived in a fairyland.

Feng'er is not very proficient in music, but she still knows a little about the guqin. I know that it has six taboos, seven non-bullets and eight absolutes.

The so-called six taboos are one taboo against the cold, the second taboo against the heat, the third taboo against strong winds, the fourth taboo against heavy rain, the fifth taboo against thunder, and the sixth taboo against heavy snow. This guqin is really delicate, and there are so many taboos.

The so-called seven do not play, that is, those who hear the mourning do not play, do not play music, do not play redundant, do not play if they do not purify their bodies, do not play if they are not neatly dressed, do not play if they do not burn incense, and do not play when they meet bosom friends.

Guqin is known as the eight uniques with its clear, strange, secluded, elegant, sad, strong, long and long. Touching to the perfection, the howling tiger hears but does not roar, and the mourning ape listens but does not cry, which is the benefit of Yale.

Although Feng'er does not understand the rhythm, the sound of the piano flows like mountains and flowing water, which shows the skill of the player.

Feng'er got closer and closer to the hut, and stopped at a place three zhang away, he didn't want to sweep the piano player's Yaxing, and it was not too late to go in after he finished playing.

The sound of the piano, which was flowing peacefully, was high-pitched, like a galloping horse, and eagerly like a storm. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

An old, powerful voice came from the room.

"Who's eavesdropping outside? Come in. ”

Feng'er was surprised, she didn't see anyone going out, and the people in the house actually knew that they were outside, which couldn't help but be admired.

Feng'er stepped into the thatched house in a few steps, only to see the cigarette smoke in the house, a guqin in the middle of the house, and an old man sitting with his back to the door.

Feng'er clasped her hands into fists and said:

"Disturbing the old man Yaxing, Xiaohuazi came to ask for a sword. ”

The old man turned his head slowly, and Feng'er couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw it, this old man had a white beard, but he was not a Chu madman.

The old man and Yan said, "Where did the little brother come from, and what kind of sword did he ask for?"

Feng'er said in a panic: "Old man, I'm offended! It's all because Xiaohuazi is reckless and went to the wrong place." Xiaohuazi is a native of Yancheng, named Lin Feng'er. Because he passed by here in Beijing, he inadvertently saved an old man named Chu Tianqi. The sword was taken away by his old man, and he ordered me to come and get it tonight. However, Xiaohuazi didn't know the path to his cliff, and she was wrong to the old man's treasure, so I hope you will forgive me!"

The old man laughed and said:

"Just now, the old man was stroking the piano, and the strings were broken for no reason, so I knew that someone was eavesdropping outside. I know the Chu madman you are talking about, he is the old man's neighbor, crazy and unorthodox. ”

Feng'er was pleasantly surprised: "It turns out that Uncle Chu is your neighbor, and I finally found him this time." ”

The old man said with a smile: "Since the little brother has come to the Grass Hall, it is also our fate, you might as well eat a cup of herbal tea before leaving." ”

Feng'er said: "It's getting late, so it's not good to disturb the old man." ”

The old man got up and said, "It's okay." took a large porcelain bowl, poured out more than half a bowl of strong yellow tea from the clay pot, and handed it to Feng'er.

Feng'er walked the mountain road in the middle of the night, his mouth was unbearably thirsty, and when he saw that the tea was like a jade liquid, he said thank you, and drank a bowl with a few sips.

The tea entered the stomach, and Feng'er felt what kind of tea was this, cool and sweet, moistening the throat, like diluted honey, sweet and delicious, without the slightest taste of tea.

At the time of Feng'er's tea, the old man had already adjusted the strings and stretched out his hand to invite Feng'er. Said:

"I don't know if the little brother has Yaxing, how many songs will the old man teach you to play?"

Feng'er clenched her fists and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the old man! However, if you want to find Uncle Chu to ask for a sword today, I won't bother your old man. ”

The old man smiled: "It's okay, since the little brother has something important to do and has no intention of learning to play the piano, the old man is reluctant to make it difficult." The madman Chu is right opposite me, the little brother can go straight, the old lady is dazzled, and I will not be far away. ”

Feng'er made a gesture and said:

"Old man rest in peace, Xiaohuazi has said goodbye! Take care, there will be a period later!"

The old man said, "Go! ”

Feng'er walked out of the hut and felt that the moonlight was much brighter, and at a glance he could see the crickets on the grass a few feet away, as if it were daytime. A warm current in the abdomen slowly rose, without the fatigue just now, there was a force in the body that was about to explode at any time.

Feng'er wondered if she had drunk the old man's poison just now to feel like this. Think about having no grudges with him, the old man's parents have to be kind, so that they will not be poisoned next time.

Feng'er was thinking wildly, and had left the thatched hut for four or five miles on the mountain road, and there was already a cliff in front of him, separated from the opposite cliff by a deep valley. The two cliffs face each other across the valley, three or four zhang apart, and there is a dead tree pole on it, which connects the two cliffs like a single-plank bridge.

Feng'er looked back at the place behind him, and the old man said that the madman Chu was his neighbor, and the path was to go straight. I didn't go wrong, why can't I see the house?

Feng'er walked back and forth on the edge of the cliff, never seeing the residence of the madman Chu, and was confused, when he suddenly heard a shout:

"Little Hanako, the old man is here!"

Feng'er looked at the sound and couldn't help but gasp, Chu Maniac was standing on the other side of the cliff beckoning to him.