With a gentle shake of his hands, Wu Que played the last note of the Star Road; the Divine Comedy had ended, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and only the aftermath lingered.

Who is it that created such an incredible Divine Comedy? Looking back on the mysterious world depicted in the music, Wu Que's admiration and admiration in his heart are like the waves of the river, endless.

Although he has learned the song of Star Road, Night Star City is still sleeping, how can he wake up those who have fallen into the "Star Road Dream"?

Wu Que thought about it and decided to play it again.

This time, while playing, he divided the "three hearts": the "two hearts" focused on playing, and the "three hearts" "watched" on the sidelines, carefully experienced, and pondered the meaning of every note, every turn and even every pause in the song, hoping to find the mystery of this piece that made people fall into a deep sleep.

In this peculiar state of "half-heartedness", after the song was finished, the sleeping mystery was not found, but he accidentally discovered some flaws in the song. Wu Que speculated: These flaws should not be the problem of the original song, but the flaws in the performance of the five rhymes.

He started from the beginning again, playing the flawed star path again.

After playing, Wu Que was fluttering, and this feeling was more intoxicating than drinking chalcedony.

"You learned this song with Wuyun?" a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Wu Que was still intoxicated by that mysterious feeling, and replied casually: "Yes." ”

Then he woke up suddenly, and turned his head suddenly, only to see a woman in red sitting upright on a stone bench beside him, looking at him coldly.

Hey, when did she come? Why don't I feel it at all? Wu Que looked the woman up and down in surprise.

The woman has a high bun on her head, her long eyebrows are like willows, light and ready to fly, her eyes are as bright as a galaxy, reflecting the starlight, like the jade bridge flying under the Yao nose, the pale red lips are slightly upturned, as if happy and sad.

If Lan Ji's beauty is already the ultimate beauty, the beauty of entering the Tao, then the beauty of this woman seems to have transcended the Tao, although the person is in front of him, it makes Wu Que have a sense of trance, making him involuntarily doubt his eyes: In this world, how can there be such a beauty?

"How many echoes are there?" the woman asked coldly.

Wu Que looked at the woman blankly, and did not answer.

"Hmph!" the woman snorted coldly, and the stars suddenly shone in her eyes.

Wu Que came back to his senses and subconsciously replied: "A total of 50,366,788,498 echoes. ”

The woman nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashed in her eyes, but her face suddenly turned cold, and she muttered to herself: "Even if the blue is blue, so what? I think you can hide for a long time if you teach it to a man privately?"

Wu Que didn't know what she was talking about, so he didn't dare to interject.

Her eyes swept over the ancient key qin on the table, and the woman suddenly asked, "How do you have this qin?"

Wu Que shook his head and said, "No." I picked it up myself. ”

"Hmph, picked it up, is there such a good thing?" the woman snorted coldly again, slowly got up, and slowly raised her right hand, and with this gesture, her whole body suddenly froze with the breeze of her dress and the sea.

"Do you know what happened to the men who used to learn this music from her?" the woman asked.

Wu Que looked up blankly and asked, "What's the result?"

The woman smiled and said, "Ha, you'll know right away." As she spoke, the woman's raised right hand shook slightly, and she was about to slap it on the top of his head.

At the same time, the woman's gaze swept over Wu Que's well-defined face under the starlight, and suddenly her complexion changed slightly, and the palm that was about to be slapped stopped in the air again.

Suddenly, Wu Que had been suddenly pushed up by an invisible wave, and his body shot out like an arrow.

The woman's raised right hand shook slightly, and Wu Que, who shot out of the pavilion, suddenly reversed, and shot back like an arrow, still sitting firmly on the stone bench.

Wu Que was taken aback, looked up at the woman who behaved strangely, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman's gaze stayed on Wu Que's face and was silent.

Wu Que was about to open his mouth to ask again, when suddenly, he felt that this woman was a little familiar? This strange sense of familiarity was also felt when he saw Qiyu; no, not only Qiyu, but also seemed to have this strange feeling when he saw Liuyi.

But how could he have seen them himself? He then asked, "Have we seen them before?"

The woman's body shook slightly, looking at Wu Que's eyes gradually dimming, and muttered to herself: "Have we met before? Why did I see you for the first time, but I seemed to have seen you thousands ......of times?"

Wu Que was apprehensive in his heart, raised his voice and asked, "Hey, who are you? Have we really met? You didn't recognize the wrong person?"

The woman was stunned, and the starlight in her eyes reappeared.

Her gaze swept over Wu Que's face again, and the woman's raised right hand was slowly lowered.

Turning her head to look at the undulating bamboo forest outside the pavilion, the woman said coldly: "That's right, you are indeed a bit like an old friend of mine." ”

Wu Que let out a sigh of relief and said, "Sure enough, I recognized the wrong person." For some reason, Wu Que had a hint of inexplicable loss in his words.

"What's your name?" the woman asked.

"My name is Wu Que. Wu Que said.

"Wu Que, it was originally called Wu Que......" The woman whispered to herself.

"What about you, what's your name?" Wu Que asked.

"My name is Zhu Xian. The woman seemed to hesitate when she said her name.

Zhu Xian: Listening to this name, it doesn't look like a demon. Wu Que thought to himself.

"Do you want to practice with me?" Zhu Xian suddenly asked.

Wu Que looked at the woman in amazement, and saw that she was serious, not like she was delirious, so she refused: "I already have a master." ”

"Is there a master?" Zhu Xian sneered: "Ha, if she treats you as an apprentice, she won't leave you here alone." ”

Wu Que opened his mouth and stammered, staring blankly at the endless late night outside the pavilion, thinking: Great Yuangu Ying God, where are you?

When Zhu Xian saw Wu Que's expression, he thought that he had already moved, so he said again: "I don't even dare to give away a piano, what qualifications does she have to be your master?"

Wu Que blurted out: "This ancient key qin, he deliberately left it there." ”

Zhu Xian suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Haha, you kid, you're not stupid." In this way, she gave you a piano, and you want to practice with me if you want, just say. ”

Wu Que thought to himself: Not only a piano, but also gave me the four-character mantra of "Ancient Heirs". However, Wu Que found that the words "ancient heirs" seemed to be impossible to say casually, so he opened his mouth, but he didn't say it.

Seeing that Wu Que was silent, Zhu Xian thought that he was still hesitating, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the night sky outside the pavilion, and said loudly: "Even if it is a star in the sky, I can pick it for you immediately!"

Wu Que was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "The stars can also be picked?"

Zhu Xian turned his head to look at Wu Que, a soft light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he muttered: "You picked so many stars for me, let me pick one for you today......

Wu Que turned his head slightly, avoiding Zhu Xian's gaze, still not believing it, and asked, "Can you really pick the stars?"

Zhu Xian beckoned to Wu Que and said, "Come, I'll pick it for you." As he spoke, he stood up.

Wu Que got up, looked at the night sky outside the pavilion, and asked blankly, "There are so many stars, which one to pick?"

Zhu Xian turned his head and smiled at Wu Queyanran, and said, "This one is under our feet." ”