Lin Xun briefly treated the wound, and then stared at the letter sent by the beggar boy.

From time to time, Lin Xun would talk to himself.

"Guoshoji Temple, Zongren Guoshi, this news is very helpful to me, but how does the beggar boy know that I need such news?"

"He shouldn't know my purpose, I have never exposed my purpose of seeking and contacting Zongren National Master?"

"Did he test my reaction by observing me and then using it?"

"It seems unlikely, we are in a transactional relationship, he doesn't have to do it at all, if he wants me to do something, I can say it directly, as long as it doesn't touch his interests. ”

"It seems that there is only one situation, that is, that Zong Renguo Shi is also a beggar boy. In his letter, he said that he wanted me to meet Master Zongren, but he only went to see him, but he didn't say anything else. ”

"The most likely thing is that he will deal with Zongren Guoshi with me later. But he didn't know that Master Zongren was my mortal enemy. ”

"This trip, I have to go, and I don't just see it. ”

Lin Xun is fully prepared, and in two days, he will go to Guozheng Temple to see the benevolent national master with his own eyes, and now he has a hidden killer weapon, and the use of magic is already able to retreat no matter where he goes.

While adjusting his internal strength, Lin Xun suddenly thought of a very serious problem at the moment, he was restricted by the people of Lan Mansion, and if he was forced out, it might cause some twists and turns, how could he get out of Lan Mansion silently?

"Looking for a chance to go out and run errands?"

"No, I shouldn't be able to do anything in my current state, and as soon as I put forward this idea, they will definitely obstruct it in every way. ”

"What can I do? Is there no solution?"

Lin Xun thought about it in every possible way, but there was no good way, and in the end, he could only hope for the breakthrough on Lan Junzhi again.

The next day, Lin Xun went to Lan Junzhi's study again, and this time, he heard the sound of the piano from a distance.

The sound of the piano is melodious and tactful, clear and clear, and flows like a mountain stream.

Lin Xun turned the corner and looked, it was Lan Junzhi who was plucking the strings intently.

The focused Lan Junzhi seems to have entered a kind of transformation realm, as if there are only her and the sound of the qin in heaven and earth, and this sound of the qin also seems to have a shape, gently wrapped around Lan Junzhi's body, like her patron saint.

It is entirely possible to turn the sound of the qin into power in a place where magic is rampant, but this is the capital of a country where magic is forbidden, and the sound of the qin here is just to please the heart and ears and regulate the mood.

I don't know why, every time Lin Xun sees Lan Junzhi so focused, he can't bear to bother, he wants to look at her quietly from a distance, it's like a beautiful picture, disturbing, it's like disturbing the peace of the world.

But Lin Xun has no time, after tomorrow, he must go out of this Lan Mansion.

Lin Xun bathed in the beautiful sound of the piano and went to Lan Junzhi's room.

Lin Xun politely called Lan Junzhi outside the door, and she quickly reacted and stopped playing the piano.

The sound of the piano was cut off suddenly, and a feeling of regret unconsciously arose in people's hearts.

"It's you. Lan Junzhi was a little surprised.

"Well, what kind of tune did you just play? Lin Xun couldn't help asking.

"This song is called: Jiyi Xiaoxiang Song. ”

"Listening to the name, it seems very unusual, is it a famous song?"

"Yes. ”

"It's a pity I don't know anything about that. Lin Xun scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"This extremely Xiaoxiang song, there is a story of the ancients. Lan Junzhi said.

"And the story?"

"It's a story about a soldier and a woman, it's a bit tragic, do you want to hear it?"

"It's a bit miserable? I don't really want to hear it, after all, everyone likes happy stories, but I've been attracted to such songs before, and I'm still curious to see what ups and downs can be in it. ”

"It's true that everyone likes happy stories, but isn't most people's lives more about sadness and regret?" Lan Junzhi asked.

Her question aroused Lin Xun's thinking, yes, along the way, isn't it just that sorrow is greater than joy? Over the years, how have you ever been truly happy? Maybe only during the time of the Red Lotus Gate, your heart has a little bit of relaxation.

"You're right. Lin Xun agreed.

Lan Junzhi continued: "This story, is circulated among the people, no one knows the truth or falsehood, it is about a soldier of a certain country a long time ago, in the process of participating in a foreign expedition, he and his team, accidentally besieged by the enemy, in the end, his companions are all dead, only he is seriously injured, but he still stands firmly, in the face of a large number of enemies, he is not willing to be captured, all the way to break through the siege, jumping down the rolling river. ”

"He's not dead?"

Of course, not long after he fell into the river, a large log floated over, and in a daze, he lay on the log. In this way, he was washed all the way to a direct stream downstream, and finally to the slow flow zone, where people lived. ”

"And then the people there saved him?" Lin Xun interjected.

Lan Junzhi rolled her eyes, isn't this obvious?

"Yes, it so happened that a woman was washing clothes by the river, and she saw him and rescued him. ”

"Then they love each other like this, why are they sad?"

"It's not so simple, after the woman got off the soldier, she didn't fall in love with him immediately, but in the future, she fell in love with this heroic man little by little. ”

"Oh, oh. ”

The woman picked up the soldier, wiped his wounds, and went up the mountain to collect medicine to heal his wounds. The people of the village advised the woman not to do this, because he was a soldier and would invite trouble. ”

"Is the soldier looking for trouble? Is it because he is afraid of the pursuers?"

"On the one hand, and on the other hand, because of the custom of the people of that village, they have no good opinion of the soldiers, and they think that the soldiers are full of killing and blood, and that they will go to hell when they die, and they will invite some unclean things when they die. ”

"I see, it is true that different places have different customs. ”

Even though the customs of the village were like this, the woman did not know what was going on to save him, and promised the villagers that they would let him leave when he was well. Under the persuasion of the woman, the simple villager finally agreed to keep the soldier for the time being. ”

"And then?"

Later, when they got along day by day, the woman fell in love with the soldier, and the soldier also had a good impression of the woman, but he could not express his heart, so he could only hide this feeling in his heart. ”

"Why?"

"For in the soldier's house there was a virtuous wife who was looking forward to his return every day. ”