The moss marks on the stone walls could not be completely concealed even by the rich night, and the wind-eroded stone pillars reminded people of the building's long past, creepers had completely covered one wall, and the main entrance of the church could not even be touched by light.

Under the starlight, I could barely see the patterns and reliefs above the arches, and looking at the somewhat vague carvings, it was like coming to the realm of the gods, and an inexplicable chant sounded in the depths of my soul to summon those who gazed at them to move forward.

Finally, Xiao Baiyu moved his steps and walked towards the church, some of the decaying dark red doors were gently pushed open, and the sound of music seemed to be closer.

Surrounded by candlelight, the hall is empty, with intricate willow-leaf and rose windows embedded in the walls on all sides, red and blue. Xiao Baiyu casually glanced at the arrangement and began to look for the source of the sound, so he slowly paced to the staircase and walked towards the second floor.

This is a horizontal open-air corridor, the moment you go out, Xiao Baiyu can see the scenery in the dark night on both sides and the starry sky overhead, the middle of the two towers is connected by a huge double-layer flying floating arch, the arch is decorated with minarets, and then with intricate and exquisite carvings, and the night contrasts, there is an indescribable sense of mystery.

Walking through the corridor, the sound of music was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, the "couleur tendresse" was played, and only Xiao Baiyu's footsteps echoed here. After taking two steps forward, Xiao Baiyu had to stop, leaning against the window and looking at the forest outside the window.

Soon, the music sounded again, Xiao Baiyu listened carefully for a while, smiled slightly, and took another step. In the large church, the moonlight gently sprinkles on the ground, and the soft and low melody echoes, hazy and quiet, like a sentimental lover whispering to you on the shores of the swaying Lake Lucerne.

"Beethoven's Sonata in C minor. This piece was called "Moonlight Song" by later generations.

Walking to the door of a room and looking at the half-hidden door, Xiao Baiyu gently pushed the door open.

There were still no lights in the room, and two rows of candlelight stretched from the doorway to the high platform, where a black Steinway & Sons grand piano was covered, like the wings of a fallen angel composed of flowing black light, and the white keys were still clear and distinct in the faint candlelight.

Sitting in front of the piano is a petite figure, facing the door sideways, wearing a white princess dress, wearing white bow fishmouth lace heels, her feet lightly on the pedals and treading with sustain notes.

The place where the piano is located is not a spotlight like a concert, but a kind of "mountain" shaped candlestick is lit by three thick white candles to maintain a faint light, and the candlelight is as erratic as music.

The girl's fingers were slender, her eyes were gently closed, and she swayed intently to the music. Xiao Baiyu stood at the door, without making any sound, quietly watching the girl's hands flutter on the keys like elves.

This did not last long, and the movement ended, and the girl's slender white hand rested lightly on the keys, and the room fell silent.

Suddenly, the girl opened her eyes suddenly, hit the keys with both hands, her right hand ran quickly, a series of violent keystrokes like an angry roar, like a tidal wave invading the listener's soul, the rapid and turbulent arpeggios were like the accusations of the indignant, and the tense rhythm made it impossible to breathe.

The final sound fell, and the surroundings were quiet again, Xiao Baiyu slowly walked towards the girl.

The girl stopped and calmed her breath for a while, then suddenly turned her head to look at Xiao Baiyu, a touch of cunning slipped in her eyes, and then she got up from the seat, facing Xiao Baiyu, lifted her skirt, and bowed slightly.

At this time, Xiao Baiyu had already come to the stage, and the girl's soft waist-length black hair floated to Xiao Baiyu's face, and a burst of fragrant fragrance entered Xiao Baiyu's snort.

"Ziyun ......"

Xiao Baiyu was about to speak, but the girl made a silent movement, revealing a sweet smile that made the stars lose color.

"Thank you for your appreciation, and may my listening beings be as brilliant as summer flowers, soft as rainbow and warm. ”

"You have put a lot of thought into changing all of Tagore's poems," Xiao Baiyu smiled gently, "It's a pity that I am the only one in the audience." ”

"I think that's enough, Xiaobai, welcome back. Yi Ziyun smiled sweetly and pinched Xiao Baiyu's face with her hand, "I like your soft and warm smile like Prince Richard, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you haven't changed at all." ”

"No wonder you play the tune 'Couleur Tendresse'. Well...... The little girls have grown into big girls," Xiao Baiyu said, "but there are no steps on this platform, how did you get up? Also, how are you going to get down?"

"I know you're here today, and I won't come down if you don't come to see me," Zi Yun stuck out her tongue and stretched out her arms, with an obvious meaning - let Xiao Baiyu carry her down.

Xiao Baiyu raised her eyelids, but in the girl's exclamation, she held her leg with one hand, hugged her with the other, hugged her horizontally, and easily hugged the girl down.

The black hair clings to the white shoulder blades exposed from the white princess dress, supporting the girl's soft hair, and the boy's hand can still feel the slightest temperature from the girl's back through the hair, and the girl pouts almost willfully, and wraps her arms tightly around the boy's neck.

"Forty-five kilograms, as ......heavy as the evil coffin of the Sphinx" Xiao Baiyu was slightly surprised in his heart, obviously, he was familiar with the weight of the purple box during this time, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Han Luanshou's words, "Maybe it weighs as much as your future girlfriend", and his face became strange.

"You skipped the second movement when you played this sonata. ”

"Yes," the girl exerted her arms, raised her head to Xiao Baiyu's ear, and said softly, "So, guess what, the first movement or the third movement, which one is my mood now?"

(Note: The first movement of Beethoven's Moonlight is quiet and elegant, and the German poet Lyerstab describes the music as "like a boat bobbing on the moonlit surface of Lake Lucerne, Switzerland", hence the title, but the third movement is a gloomy and resentful piece composed after his love affair with the count's daughter was forced to break up due to the gap between the family.) ）

"I said, girl," Xiao Baiyu stared deeply at the girl's extraordinarily cute cheeks that appeared faintly crimson when she was angry, and lowered her eyes, "I can't hold you anymore if you are willful, if you fall, I don't care." ”

Looking at Xiao Baiyu's slightly tired eyes, Yi Ziyun was a little distracted, but Xiao Baiyu's cold tone from the soul made her sober up, she looked at Xiao Baiyu's face again, he was clearly smiling gently, and the cold touch in the depths of her soul was as real as before.

"Xiaobai, you ......" Yi Ziyun let go of her hand and stood in front of Xiao Baiyu.

"Ziyun, I'm very happy to see you, it's just that I'm a little tired along the way......" Yi Ziyun wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Xiao Baiyu, "Sister Ziyun, it's been okay all these years." ”

"Her days are moist," Yi Ziyun said indignantly, "I go out with her boyfriend all day long, where do you remember my sister......"

"Oh, she's in love," Xiao Baiyu looked at Yi Ziyun quietly, "So you've been herding sheep all day all these years?"

"You can't say that!" Yi Ziyun stuck out her tongue, but she didn't expect Xiao Baiyu to see her pretending "righteous indignation" at a glance, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "Actually, I'm still quite serious, I don't believe you to ask Hate Song." ”

"Ask him?" Xiao Baiyu showed a playful expression.

"Hehe......" Yi Ziyun lowered her head and smirked awkwardly, feeling a headache at Xiao Baiyu's powerful insight.

"But I do believe your words, from the 'schei? auf die etude (German, English translation: fu^ck the etude. etude, etude)' You can still see your efforts at such a fast hand speed until now. ”

"Stupid little white, don't talk about that again. Yi Ziyun instantly exploded like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and the joints of her clenched fists turned white, revealing two shiny tiger teeth and threatened.

This terrier can be said to be very old, when the two were only seven years old when they first met, at that time Yi Ziyun, who only spoke a few words of Chinese, had just returned to China from Germany, and the residence arranged by Xiaozhitian just made the two families neighbors.

At that time, there were several children of the same age, but because they couldn't communicate, Yi Ziyun couldn't fit into the small group, so she could only play with Xiao Baiyu, who had been learning German for half a year, and later let her integrate into the children's collective through Xiao Baiyu, a translator.

Yi Ziyun has a high musical talent since she was a child, she has been learning piano for two years at the age of seven, and she has made very rapid progress, and her piano teacher asked her to start studying Chopin's etudes before returning to China. However, after playing happily with Xiao Baiyu and them, she was already happy, and when she returned home, she directly picked up "Winter Wind", which she felt was unaesthetic at that time, and began to practice, and after a week of suffering, she became more and more disgusted with practicing.

Until one day, when she slipped out of the piano room to play with Xiao Baiyu and them, she was angrily carried back by her mother, leaving a group of stunned friends. At that time, Xiao Baiyu clearly remembered that her mother was holding a note in her hand, which was written crookedly, "Schei? auf die etude”......

Later, Xiao Baiyu has always been very curious, where did Yi Ziyun, who has been exposed to music since childhood, learn such a ruffian.

"Okay, okay, don't say it," Xiao Baiyu smiled, but his nerves relaxed and he suddenly felt tiredness hit his mind.

"Xiaobai, what are you doing so tired, your words, it can't be because of this pilgrimage road. Yi Ziyun blinked.

"Something ......" Looking at Yi Ziyun's big innocent eyes, Xiao Baiyu didn't want to tell her about his experience during this time, after all, he would return to that land again, and what he brought to that land was hard to say, it could be just a confession, or it could be enough to soak the blood of the earth.

"Xiaobai, tonight's party has a dance party after ten o'clock," Yi Ziyun lowered her eyelids and asked timidly, "Can you dance with me?"

"Of course," Xiao Baiyu said, "but can you explain to me what this party is all about, I remember that there will be a party in four and a half months, and there will be a special ceremony the next day, but you are meeting today, don't tell me that you guys who have completed the pilgrimage road early will have a party every day." ”

"Of course not, completing the pilgrimage path in four months is actually an easy thing for most Protoss members to complete, so after the four months are up, there will be a triage, and tomorrow we will receive the second type of assessment, and if we don't make it to Jerusalem within four months, we will naturally not have the opportunity to participate in this assessment......"

"In other words, if I honestly come here step by step, I will miss the second type of assessment, right?" Xiao Baiyu asked with a smile, at first he thought that there were only some rewards for completing in four and a half months, but now it seems that those guys from the Heavenly Dynasty have put him together, but it may not be useful to implement an assessment for him alone (if he hadn't met Xu Minhan, Xiao Baiyu would have almost arrived at this time even if he walked), so it was not reasonable to think about it at all. Putting him together may just be incidental, there should be other considerations or plans behind this, but this so-called second type of assessment may be a little interesting.