When the sound of the cave flute sounded, the darkness in the Lu family's mansion faded away with the cold wind.

The frost mixed with blood melted.

Doors, windows, walls, corridors, furniture...... Everything is back to its original state.

At this time, Gu Xu raised his head and found that the clouds that blocked the sky had also disappeared, revealing the distant night sky and the bright galaxy.

With the pale starlight, Gu Xu could roughly see the furnishings in the "Su Xue Yuan" house.

There is a table by the window, on which are placed the four treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study, and the bookshelf by the wall is full of old books.

The window is hung with a blue light veil.

Through the light veil, you can vaguely glimpse the pond and the Jiuqu stone bridge.

There is no magnificence, only the simplicity of the book, quiet and elegant.

"It is worthy of being the residence of the 'Suxue Fairy'," Gu Xu commented in his heart, "If it is in the summer when the lotus flowers are in full bloom, I am afraid that this place will look like a fairyland." ”

However, in this room, he did not find the figure of the "Shocking Pen" instrument.

"That little girl said that she would wait for us at the destination," Gu Xu thought to himself silently, "Could it be that we need to meet certain conditions before she appears?"

"Or, what is hidden in this room is not the spirit of the instrument, but the body of the 'Amazing Pen'?"

A bold guess popped up in his mind.

He then walked into the house and began to look for clues.

His gaze first fell on a portrait on the wall—a delicate, softly colored painting of a plainly dressed woman with a gentle smile.

Because Gu Xu had already memorized all the information related to the Lu family in Qingzhou, he easily recognized that this woman was Lu Huan's concubine and Lu Shiyao's biological mother.

Gu Xu remembered that it was mentioned in the information that after the death of his mother, Lu Shiyao has been quiet and depressed; And in this room, she hung her mother's portrait in such a conspicuous position.

"It seems that this Miss Lu family has a very deep relationship with her mother!"

Then, Gu Xu walked to the wooden desk.

On this dusty table, there is a yellowed piece of rice paper, on which half of the poem "Qingping Le" is written in delicate hairpin letters.

It reads as follows:

"At the beginning of the cold rain, the yellow flowers were broken all over the ground.

"Fang Fei is scattered in the residual photos, and it is no longer as beautiful as it used to be."

There is only the upper que, not the lower run.

And the last few words were scrawled a little - as if the author had been forcibly interrupted in the middle of his writing.

When Gu Xu finished reading this half of "Qingping Le", he only felt a sad breath rushing to his face, as if he saw the picture of the collapse of the Lu Mansion in Qingzhou.

If "tragedy" is to tear up the beauty for others to see, then this half of the poem is undoubtedly very in line with the so-called tragic beauty, and it is also very in line with Lu Shiyao's character of "melancholy and graceful poet".

"Will the third test set by the spirit of the 'Thrilling Pen' be for me to complete this poem?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, and guessed, "According to the temperament of that pen's literary and artistic youth, it is indeed possible to make such a request." ”

It's just that although Gu Xu has countless excellent poems in his head, it is not easy for him to complete other people's works.

"It's just embarrassing." He complained inwardly.

…………

Gu Xu didn't rush to fill in the words.

He planned to calm down and gather some more clues.

So, he cautiously opened the drawer of his desk, and found that there were countless pieces of paper of different colors scattered inside, all with juanxiu handwriting on them.

He took out a random piece of paper from it and read it carefully.

I saw that it was written:

"The eighth day of the second month of the thirty-ninth year of Xingde. It's overcast today with light rain. I found a kitten in the bushes next to the courtyard gate. It had a wound in its leg and walked with a limp and meowed as if it were crying. I think it must be very painful.

"I went to the family pharmacy and got some herbs and gauze and bandaged the wound. Little Meow was very disobedient at first and kept moving, but when I straightened out its fur, it gradually quieted down. Let's hope it recovers soon!

"However, that night, Aunt Zhou discovered that I was stealing the herbs from home. She reprimanded me so hard that I wasn't allowed to finish my meal. My stomach is rumbling with hunger right now. Alas, I had known that I had secretly hidden some of my lunch meal in the house. ”

……

Gu Xu remembered that Lu Shiyao died in the eighth year of Tianxing at the age of eighteen - based on this calculation, in the thirty-ninth year of Xingde, she was just a nine-year-old girl.

At that time, her mother had just died, and it was the most difficult time for her in the Lu Mansion.

Gu Xu sighed softly and took out another piece of flower note from the drawer.

……

"April 18 of the first year of Tianxing. In this family, dealing with people is a very scary thing.

"Since I can't remember people's faces clearly, it takes a long time to match people's faces to names, so I often make a fool of myself in front of others and get scolded by my elders.

"Today, two of my father's colleagues came to visit the Lu Mansion. Because I accidentally recognized the official secretary Zou as the head of the household department, my father was very unhappy.

"In addition, Mr. Zou gave me a box of snacks when he left, and I happily accepted it. After all, I've always loved to eat dim sum.

"However, my father said that I was 'very ignorant' and demanded that I have to excuse myself again and again, which is in line with interpersonal etiquette.

"Alas, why is it so complicated for people to interact with each other? Isn't it good to be simple and straightforward? ”

……

After reading the content on this note, Gu Xu couldn't help but think: I always thought that this Miss Lu was a cold and arrogant talented woman, but I didn't expect that she was not only a social phobia, but also a face blind.

Then he pulled out a third piece of paper from the drawer.

……

"The fourteenth day of the first month of the second year of Tianxing. Today marks the third anniversary of my mother's death. In the entire Lu family, only I remember this day. So I drew a portrait of my mother and hung it on the wall.

"Although my life is lonely, I believe that my mother has always watched over me from heaven and blessed me."

……

"The fifteenth day of the first month of the fourth year of Tianxing. This year's Lantern Festival of the Lu family, I am still not qualified to participate. However, I was very happy to have a book inkstone with me, hanging lanterns in that remote courtyard, and guessing lantern riddles.

"It's much more fun to spend the holidays with a friend than to toss around all sorts of complicated etiquette and say a bunch of boring polite things with a large group of people."

……

"The twenty-eighth day of the sixth month of the fourth year of Tianxing. Today, I found a dead butterfly in front of the window. Its wings were wet from the rain and looked miserable. I buried it on the rockery behind the house, wrote a yes poem for it, and then built a simple tombstone for it with a tree branch.

"Shuyan thinks I'm too sentimental. I told her that this unknown butterfly that died in obscurity reminded me of my mother and of myself. ”

………

"The third day of the fifth lunar month of Tianxing. I successfully passed the test and became the owner of the 'Amazing Pen'. My father hosted a banquet for me, inviting guests from all walks of life to participate; Mrs. Lu, Aunt Luo, Aunt Zhou, Aunt Wu...... They also came to congratulate me warmly and gave me a lot of snacks as gifts.

"But I'm not happy. Because after all, the mother will not be able to see the day when her daughter will get ahead. ”

……

"On the sixth day of the first month of the sixth year of Tianxing. I successfully advanced to the third realm and gained the supernatural power 'Wisdom Eye'. With this supernatural power, I was able to discern whether the people around me were lying, whether everyone was genuinely approaching me, and whether everyone had done good and bad deeds.

"Shuyan thinks that my supernatural powers are very weak and don't help me much in my cultivation.

"But with the help of this supernatural power, I can see this dirty and hypocritical world clearly.

"For example, when my father said in front of the concubines, 'You are the one I like the most,' none of them were true; Another example is my father's student named Tang Hui, although he was a humble gentleman on the surface, but in private he had a tyrannical personality and often beat his wife and children......"

……

"October 13 of the eighth year of Tianxing. My father was about to be condemned for treason. Everyone believed that he was secretly colluding with the Northwest barbarians with the intention of rebellion.

But my father told me that this was not the case - in fact, he had accidentally discovered a secret of the emperor, which angered the emperor and made him have to kill him.

"With his 'discernment' powers, I deduced that he wasn't lying.

"As for what the emperor's secret is, he won't tell me even if he kills him."

……

"The eighteenth day of the first month of the ninth year of Tianxing. I didn't expect that after death, people could have a second life in such a miraculous way.

"But I'm hungry. I want to have a snack.

"No, I want souls.

"I want the soul of a human being."

……

"On the sixth day of the fifth month of the eighteenth year of Tianxing. Ah Hong said that the young people of this generation are too bad. No one of the tests she set could pass.

"I told her not to rush. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. ”

……

"The twenty-sixth day of the tenth month of the twenty-third year of Tianxing. Today, a young man named 'Changsheng Gongzi' came to the Lu house.

"Ah Hong said that he was very handsome and handsome.

"But I never knew the face, I didn't know if he looked good or not, I only knew that his poems were very good.

"After the poetry meeting, I really wanted to talk to him about why he was able to write such passionate and heroic poems. It's a pity that I've never had the courage to take the initiative to say hello to a strange boy. ”

……

Reading this, Gu Xu took a deep breath and put the flower note back in the drawer.

At this moment, in the "Su Xue Yuan", the blue yarn cabinet is windless and automatic, as if there are people.