Mi Xi was led by the sound of the flute, and walked in the direction of the sound of the flute without feeling it.

As he walked, he walked to the edge of the Ghost Flute Cliff, and continued to walk forward, stumbling under his feet and falling to the ground.

This fall knocked out his consciousness, when he realized that he was on the edge of the ghost flute cliff, and immediately fell down, he was so frightened that he instinctively took two steps back, just when he retreated, the sound of the grief flute sounded again, leading him to involuntarily go to the edge of the ghost cliff, but he used the consciousness of a thought that still existed in his heart, standing on the horse and standing firmly.

The sound of the flute did not stop, and it was as tight as a burst, and the sound of grief was mixed with a mournful sound, and the sound of this together was like a requiem......

Mi Xi was urged by this flute sound, his head was swollen as if it was cracked, and his eyes seemed to be about to fly out of his sockets...... When a trace of consciousness was still there, he suddenly heard a horse neighing, and his heart was shaken by joy, and he laboriously spit out a sentence from his mouth: "Yili horse, go back and report the news!" After speaking, he felt that there was a person in the sky walking towards him, the person who came only had a face, there were no facial features on the face, the body was suspended, and he jumped in front of him, and when he arrived in front of him, he only hooked his hook-like hand, and his body was suspended into the air with the person who came, and then floated to a place where he could not see his fingers, and then completely lost consciousness......

When he was awakened by a glimmer of dazzling light, he opened his eyes and looked around: this is a spherical house, there is not a single pillar or purlin in the house, the most special thing is the wall, and he has never seen a wall painted with black paint. The black wall immediately made the whole space look oppressive and dark.

Looking further, there is a stone platform, which is rectangular in shape, and hits the wall vertically and horizontally. There is a pen in the upper right corner of the stone table, and the barrel of the pen is made of iron, which is placed on the pen holder. There is a long flute in the upper left, that flute: it is three feet long, the round stem is four centimeters, the texture is jade, the moon is white and moist, and the holes are clear. The weight of this jade-like long flute is not comparable to that of ordinary bamboo flutes.

After reading the unusual long flute, Mi Xi's gaze moved up, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by a special scene: there are two white silk linen curtains in front of him, one left and one right are hooked with jade hooks, and between the cloth curtain and the cloth curtain is a hanging spider web, the web is not an ordinary spider web, it is woven with a special weaving method that only has warp and no Wei, and there is a winged alien on the net, and the claws lie on it. The reddish-brown fluff on the big wings was stunned, and a dazzling green light suddenly emerged from the bulging eyes, and the wings were more than seventy centimeters open...... Seeing this, Mi Xi's heart fluttered, and he searched all the memories of insects in his mind, and a distant memory came to mind: the Strip Window Hook-winged Moth. Right! That's right!

When he was concentrating, a magnetic voice sounded in his ears: "Qian Jia! Bring me black tea! “

If you don't listen to it, when you hear the name 'Qian Jia', your head is suddenly confused, why is Qian Jia here? What about me? Am I not like him! Where am I? What's wrong with me?

He asked himself a series of questions on the side, and when he raised his eyes, he saw someone walking up to the stone platform, and then sitting at the stone table on the top of the platform.

Look at the person in front of you: sword eyebrows and long eyes, eyes like torches, nose and mouth, face like jade, not angry and self-assured.

He wears a white silk brocade robe, and the neckline and cuffs of the robe are inlaid with silver silk and flowing moire piping. A ribbon with a wide edge of auspicious clouds of the same color is tied around the waist. The hair was as black as a waterfall, the high bun was tied, and a strand of black hair hung down unruly on the forehead......

Mi Xi was looking at the stunned moment, and the beautiful man was sitting still waiting for the tea he wanted.

After a while, I saw a soul-like figure coming in from the side door, bowed his head and said to the beautiful man: "Master, this is the black tea you want, please use it slowly!" ”

After finishing speaking, he was about to go down, but was stopped by a beautiful man: "How did the person who was arrested babble?" This flute is for you to use! I want to teach you, but I don't have to learn it, when will I be able to gather and get the Tao? ”

Qian Jia in front of the stone table replied resignedly: "I learned that I was wrong, I learned that I was wrong, and I didn't dare to do it in the future." Master, you have something to call me, I can go down. ”

The beautiful man's eyes narrowed, he bowed his head to drink tea, and after taking three sips, he said to Qian Jia who was standing in front: "Stand down!" ”

Yi Xi watched Qian Jia walk in front of him, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and slap him a few times, but at this time, he had no strength at all, and he felt like a cloud floating......

When the soul leaves the body, it is like this. Ke Yi Xi was reluctant to admit that his soul was out of his body, but he had to admit it when he saw Qian Jia. He fainted with a breath......

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up, and a magnetic voice sounded in his ears: "Wake up?" looks quite thoughtful, you will be my person here in the future, you have to learn skills from me, and if you learn skills well, you will enter the six realms of reincarnation. ”

After speaking, he did not forget to add: "Look, this is my mansion, how about the name "Xiao Cutting Soul Castle"? Okay? ”

When he heard the beautiful man's words, he said in his heart: "The whole Soul Cave is a swoop! What else is the fort? ”

Seeing that Mi Xi hesitated and didn't reply, the beautiful man's voice raised a few degrees: "Why don't you ask you if you don't reply?" Cat got your tongue! ”

Mi Xi looked at the situation in front of him and thought of a sentence: A hero does not suffer losses in front of him. So he said to the beautiful man: "Well, well, that's good." ”

As soon as the beautiful man heard Mi Xifu's strong reply, he didn't bother to pursue it, and lightly swiped the whole body of the jade flute with his long fingers like bamboo shoots, and his head still didn't raise his head: "I don't like to bother, you are a concubine, and it is pleasing to the eye, from tomorrow onwards, you will replace the one named Qian Jia to be my personal attendant, usually just serve tea, grind ink, and sprinkle the sweeping court to let Qian Jia do it alone, I really don't want to face his old face all day long." However, you have to go up to the Ghost Flute Cliff for a week to blow the flute and lead the wayside to our Soul Cutting Castle. This is a special care for you, Qian Jia's old child still goes to the Ghost Cliff every day according to the original regulations. Did you hear me? ”

Mi Xi seemed to understand whether he understood or not: "It's so small that I can hear it clearly." ”

The beautiful man said to Mi Xi: "You just came, and you're tired, the room on the right side of the door is your sleep, go down!" ”

Later, Mi Xi asked Qian Jia about it clearly, this beautiful boy was a child of a poor family before, and his name was Fei Qingxiao. Before his death, he played a good flute, lost his father at a young age, and depended on his mother for his life. Because of poverty, when she was young, her mother could only go to a rich man's house to work as a slave. Although they do not have good food and clothing, they do not starve. In this way, he and his mother reached the age of sixteen in the rich man's house, and sixteen was the age of cardamom, and he also had feelings for the opposite sex. This opposite sex is none other than the only daughter of the rich man's family called Ziqi. This Ziqi is the same age as Qing Xiao, and she looks so beautiful. Let's describe it this way: Feiyan is a little more, and the concubine is a little inferior. The two can be described as childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses. Usually when Fei Qing and Xiao Yin are together, Ziqi suddenly came to his side and hummed the local song softly. That's it, the seeds of love sprout in the hearts of the two.

But their act of love cannot be sanctioned by the family and the world.

Finally one day, on a sunny and sunny afternoon, two men and women who love each other broke through the forbidden area for men and women and stole the forbidden fruit.

The result was that the girl was pregnant, and when she was pregnant, she was forced to be tortured by her father, the girl gritted her teeth and did not move, and went to the Qingxiao room at night with bruises all over her body to let him escape, Qingxiao refused, she held a knife across her neck, and she could only escape while the moon was dark and the wind was high......

The next day, the rich old father felt that his daughter had lost his face, and he was sentenced to a pig cage according to the family law.

Ziqi was sunk in the pig cage, a few days later one night Qing Xiao slipped back to the house, his mother told him that Ziqi was sunk in the pig cage, listening to the news of the thunderbolt on a sunny day, Qing Xiao did not shed a single tear, and after settling down at night after his mother fell asleep, he quietly climbed the ghost Xiao cliff and ended his life at the age of sixteen. Because he died at a young age when he fell off the cliff, he was resentful and a lonely soul, and he had to lead the soul with a flute, and he could only enter the six ** Dao and be reborn after attracting a thousand souls.

The line is divided into two ends, the front is finished, and the back is spoken.

When the Ili horse received the order of rejoicing, its hooves were unleashed, and it rushed in the direction of home like an arrow.

When I arrived at home, I hissed and squealed when I arrived at the door, and I also scraped the ground with my hooves. The magpie in the old house didn't sleep, he couldn't sleep, he should have come back tonight but didn't come back, how could she fall asleep, she was looking out of the window for a while, pushing the door for a while, and now she was pushing the window, and suddenly heard the neighing of the Ili horse. She didn't bother to close the window, and hurried out of the house towards the door.

Opened the big ones, just about to call the name of Yixi, when she saw that there was no shadow of Yixi on the Ili horse, she immediately stayed in place, and only came back to her senses after a while, walked towards the Ili horse, took a closer look, confirmed that Mixi was not there, and immediately shed tears all over her face.

She wiped her tears, pulled the reins of the horse, tied the horse to the makeshift shed, and fed the horse. While feeding, he wept and asked the Ili horse: "You have returned, where is your master?" "Watching the horse eat the food, it seems that Lu Yuan is also hungry, and talking to it is not the same as 'playing the piano to the horse'." So he walked towards Steward Zhen's tent with broken steps.

When I came to the tent, I saw that there was no light, and I thought about what time it was, and the older people went to bed early, but I had no idea at this time and could only discuss with the older generation. So he plucked up the courage to knock on the door of Steward Zhen's room, knocked a few times, saw the candlelight in the house, and then heard Uncle Zhen's voice: "Who, knocking on the door so late?" ”

The magpie hurriedly responded: "Uncle Zhen, I am a magpie, and I want to discuss something with you." Excuse me. ”

When Uncle Zhen heard that it was a magpie who didn't care about lifting his shoes, he pulled his shoes and opened the door.

As soon as the magpie entered the house, she cried, and Uncle Zhen said distressedly: "Child, if you have something to say!" Don't cry! Don't cry! ”

The magpie cried and said to Uncle Zhen that he went to his house to deliver the letter and did not reply, and only Yili Ma came back alone. “

After listening to the magpie's narration, Uncle Zhen thought to himself: "It's a big trouble, I'm afraid I'm afraid that there will be more luck than luck." Even so, when I saw the magpie crying eagerly, I didn't dare to say what I really thought in my heart.

He calmly persuaded the magpie on the surface: "Child, don't worry, you must have drunk too much wine at your house, and you were thrown off by the horse while riding a horse, and people who drank a lot died and sank, and it was difficult for people to help them get on the horse, let alone an animal like a horse." So he left his master alone, and ran back with his own pole. Fortunately, this dumb beast has reported the news, and if the people and horses are in one place, we still don't know what is going on. Don't worry, let me think of a way. ”

Uncle Zhen pondered for a moment, and said in a slow voice: "Judging from the time when Yili Ma came back, they went to your house to report the letter and had an accidental incident on the way back. The horse was fast, and he was drunk and dozing on the horse, and the clever Ili horse came back alone, not to abandon the master, but to report to us. Now the important thing is to find Mixi, no one can be up to the task of finding someone in this dark day, you can't ride a horse, even if you can't let your girl's family take this risk. I can ride a horse, but it's too old and not suitable. There are a lot of people on the Buddhist nunnery, but you and I can't go so far. How is this good? ”

Listening to Uncle Zhen's words and looking at Uncle Zhen's embarrassed expression, the magpie cried again.

Uncle Zhen had never seen a magpie shed so many tears, except for the death of the old lady. Men mostly end up surrendering under the offensive of women's tears. Zhen Baisui is no exception.

He said to the magpie with a ruthless heart and firm love: "Child, you are like my daughter, my heart hurts when you cry, quick!" It's windy at night, put on your cloak, and your uncle rides a horse to accompany you to the Buddhist nunnery. ”

As soon as he heard this, the magpie went to the closet to rummage through a windbreaker, and an old man and a young man rode away on an Ili horse to the Buddha Nunnery.