The magic of nephrite is that it is soft to the touch, but even a peerless divine soldier cannot cut it.

So the demon erhu finally appeared in Di Shuye's hand.

Di Shuye stroked it, and his heart was full of mixed tastes. The real owner of the Demon Erhu has appeared, can he continue to have this Erhu? Over the years, he has developed a very deep affection for this Demon Erhu, how can he give it up?

He suddenly remembered the grief-stricken situation of Bei Wuyu after he shattered Bei Wuyu's 'Blue Flame' with his soul sword in Huangquan Academy, and at this moment, he suddenly understood Bei Wuyu's mood.

"What are you thinking?" a cold voice in his ear interrupted his thoughts.

Di Shuye looked at the ink apologetically, pinched the demon erhu with his five fingers, and walked towards nephrite.

"To wake up my mother, I need the saddest, most bleak music in the world. Mo's words were the same as they were at the beginning.

Di Shuye nodded, but listened to Mo and said, "Let's try the song "Hillside Goat" first!"

Di Shuye's heart was shocked, and the scenes of more than ten years swept by, and he didn't understand why his father-in-law often sang this song, because it contained the sadness and helplessness of broken mountains and rivers.

Today, more than ten years later, when everything has surfaced, when everything has been verified by him, he finally understands.

Di Thrilling ...... It should be called Lin Jing's soul, witnessing the destruction of his soul clan is like witnessing the destruction of his home country.

Tuning the strings, tightening the bow, squeaking and tuning the tone, Di Shuye did not dare to be sloppy, he tried to be perfect in every step.

The piano finally sounded...... The peaks are like gathering. The waves are like fury......

But after a while, Di Shuye's face changed, and Mo's face also changed.

The sound of the piano has not changed, the music has not changed, but none of them have felt the sadness and desolation in it.

"Music is born from the heart, the heart changes because of the sound, although music can arouse people's inner resonance, but music is created by people, you blindly want to cater to the artistic conception of music, why don't you follow your heart?"

Tai Chi Tianzun's words slowly sounded in his head.

Di Shuye stopped. His face was distressed. The things that have hurt him over the years have now been perfectly resolved, his father-in-law is not dead, Grandpa Shui has been rescued, and the revenge of more than 50 people in the village has also been avenged. He was at peace in his heart. Such a serene heart. And how can you play sad music?

Tianpai Shui suddenly floated out, stared at Di Shuye, and said softly: "Xiaoye." Do you remember what Grandpa Shui has often told you over the years?"

Di Shuye lowered his head and said: "You often tell me that people can't live in memory forever, otherwise they will always stand still. ”

Tian Pai Shui smiled, it seemed that Di Shuye could remember what he said, and he was very happy. Then he sighed again and said: "But in the past, it is impossible for people not to recall, in the dead of night, when you look at the bright moon outside the window, think about the bits and pieces of this life, the people who left you in this life, the things that left you, who can remember with joy?"

Di Shuye suddenly realized that although people can't be immersed in memories all the time, at this moment, what he needs is to be immersed in memories, and then recall the past, recall the youth that can't be returned, and the childhood that can't be returned, maybe he can really give birth to sad emotions.

He sat cross-legged, and his memory couldn't help but go back to his childhood, when his family was poor, but he lived happily every day, he thought of his father-in-law, and remembered the scene of the children in the village playing.

"Memories, can't go back, the past, can't get by......"

Di Shuye muttered to himself, and his hands suddenly moved slowly.

It's a tune that no one has ever heard, and it's music that no one has ever heard.

This is the memory that belongs to Di Shuye, and the bitter wine that belongs to Di Shuye alone.

The green lanterns, the dilapidated huts, and the sound of the father-in-law reading aloud.

The scorching ox cart, the sweat of his father-in-law, the small piece of cold ice in his hand.

That year he was beaten into a desperate valley, that year his father-in-law disappeared, that year he met Han Jiangxue, that year he met, that year he ......

Di Shuye himself is a nostalgic person, reminiscing about the past, and the unfamiliar tunes and unfamiliar words in his mouth turn into a trace of mysterious energy as soon as he comes out, and these energies disperse into heaven and earth, and into the huge piece of nephrite, and into the body of the sleeping beauty.

At the end of the song, Di Shuye had already burst into tears, and he suddenly really understood what Grandpa Shui said, people really can't be immersed in memories forever, memories will make a person cowardly and depressed.

But this unbridled immersion in it, Di Shuye has gained, he vaguely feels that music, in fact, does not arouse people's inner resonance, but gives someone a certain emotion.

Music is not loud and silent, its real function is to give.

Tianpai Shui and Tai Chi Tianzun were also stunned.

After a long time, Tianpai Shui's eyes were full of pain, and he sighed: "That's it, that's it, even if he harms me in such a situation, he is my son after all." ”

Di Shuye slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky to shoot the water, but he didn't ask much, because he had already guessed.

Tai Chi Tianzun muttered: "Six Movement Divine Seal, Six Movement Divine Seal, I thought I was the true soul of the Six Movement Divine Seal, and I have already understood the highest level of music, ridiculous, ridiculous ......"

Di Shuye looked at Tai Chi Tianzun, smiled slightly, and said, "Actually, I already wanted to ask you for the Six Movements Divine Seal just now, because you are the real soul of Demon Erhu, and until now, what I have comprehended is only the 'Bow Movement Wind and Clouds'." ”

'Tai Chi Tianzun' smiled bitterly: "No need, no need, what six movement divine seals, bullshit divine seals." ”

He turned his head to look at the sky and said with a smile: "I deceived you into becoming the master's messenger, are you angry now?"

Tianpai Shui sighed: "I didn't know it originally, until I came to this cold snow abyss, I became suspicious, just imagine, if you are really Tai Chi Tianzun, when you arrive at the cold snow abyss, you can still stay in the void pot space and not come out?"

Tai Chi Tianzun stared at the sky and slapped the water, and suddenly laughed and said, "Human beings are indeed smart. ”

Mo stood in front of nephrite as if nothing happened, but the black gauze on his face was tightly attached to his face, the black gauze was wet, the big wet black gauze could not be sweat, only tears.

"Doesn't it work?" The few finally focused their attention on nephrite, and Di Shu finished the song without showing any signs of nephrite breaking.

Mo couldn't help but tremble, Di Shuye gently grabbed her trembling hands, and these cold hands became colder and colder, just like her heart at the moment.

"Snort"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, like the sound of a cloth being cut by a sharp blade, and then the huge nephrite suddenly cracked like tofu, and then the beautiful woman in the nephrite opened her eyes leisurely......

Mo had already rushed up, and a "mother" shouted, and the beautiful woman suddenly trembled, and her originally cold and emotionless eyes struggled a few times, gradually becoming gentle, and slowly becoming hazy......

Di Shuye and Demon Erhu's soul and Tianpai Water all disappeared, and they hid in the void pot space, and the space outside was the most suitable for their mother and daughter.

When Di Shu went out at night, he collided with Mo's mother.

She is more beautiful than in nephrite, more maternal kindness and softness.

Is ink as beautiful as her?

"Do you want to see her face behind the black veil?" the beautiful woman suddenly spoke, and Mo didn't even introduce each other.

Di Shuye was stunned, he was pretending to be stupid and stunned, but he was shouting wildly in his heart: "Of course, of course I want to see it, I wanted to watch it more than ten years ago." ”

"You want to see it, right, you want to marry her when you see her, but are you worthy of your current wife?" she shouted with her apricot eyes upside down.

Di Shuye's whole body was shocked, Han Jiangxue, Han Jiangxue, Jiang Xue......

"Man, I hate you the most like you eating in the bowl and looking at the kind of person in the pot, when I meet this kind of man, I have only one attitude in my heart, kill!"

As soon as the word 'kill' came out, she already had an extra white silk in her hand, and the miserable white silk was whiter than the snow on the ground, and it was so white that it made people's hearts chill.

In her hand, the white silk was like a sharp long sword, a cold long sword.

The sound fell, the sword came out, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Di Shuye was taken aback, the dementor sword slashed over, but the white silk suddenly softened, Di Shuye intuitively felt that the sword seemed to be slashed on top of the nephrite, soft and without any strength, the Danhuo energy just gushed out of the blade, and suddenly felt a strong rebound force on the white silk, and suddenly the arm was on fire.

His own Danhuo energy was actually bounced back by this seemingly soft white silk.

Di Shuye's face turned cold, his moves changed suddenly, and suddenly the whole person snaked back and forth like a snake.

"Snakes are promiscuous, they are really this kind of people, what's the use of keeping you. Bai Suxin screamed, and the white silk in his hand rolled out, and in an instant, a dense layer of gray-white mist was filled with the white silk.

Atomization of conservation power, that is a symbol of the supreme level.

Di Shuye complained bitterly in his heart, and the more he depicted it, the darker it became, not to mention that this was Mo's mother, he couldn't give birth to the idea of fighting back with all his strength.

"The world is round, the attack and defense are changing, the attack is also the defense, the defense is the attack, since there is no fault, why be afraid?"

The voice of the demon erhu soul sounded in his head, Di Shuye was stunned in his heart, and suddenly secretly scolded himself for being stupid.

The best way to deal with an angry woman is not to subdue her by force, nor to carry her by force, only if there is a fool to fight with a woman, not to mention that this woman can't be beaten.

The best way is to hide like a turtle, she can't break your turtle shell, and naturally her anger will gradually subside, and when she dissipates her anger, it will not be too late to resolve the conflict at that time.

"Phoenix Feather!" With a low shout, Di Shuye's shirt 'hissed' and turned into a butterfly dance, and the phoenix feather on his back instantly became larger, suddenly turning into a cyan gown, and the high standing collar blocked the entire head, which really looked like a turtle.

The Fire Feather Armor has changed back to the appearance of the second transformation of the Golden Scale Transformation, but now the Fire Feather Armor, except for the collar, is more like an ordinary cyan gown. (To be continued......)