Looking at the guqin that looked full of spiritual charm, Qin Yang couldn't help but lose his mind a little, could it be that this is also a spiritual weapon?

However, Qin Yang soon denied this idea, because although this jade long qin was said to have a trace of spiritual rhyme, it could not feel any energy fluctuations, and that trace of spiritual rhyme was emanating from the jade qin, thinking that it should be because of the extraordinary material of this jade. ※ top ※ point ※ small ※ said, ww↙w.23w ▽x.c∷om

"How do you know that there is a guqin buried under this peach tree, is it also marked on the map?" Qin Yang couldn't help but pat Yuexin's shoulder and asked.

Yuexin didn't seem to hear Qin Yang's words at all, her whole body seemed to be frozen, and her white jade hand gently wiped the soil on the guqin, only to see that there were two big characters engraved on the side of the qin, "Jun Chen".

Qin Yang couldn't help frowning, and he didn't know if the name of this guqin was Jun Chen, or if the owner of this long qin was called Jun Chen.

No, this qin is strange, since Yuexin dug out this guqin, Qin Yang felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be a little different, but for a while, he couldn't feel anything wrong.

And just now he clearly felt a wave of grievances involuntarily surging into his heart, and his mind almost lost and fell in, but fortunately, Akabane suddenly played a role at the critical time, which made him sober up.

Qin Yang hurriedly was about to pull Yuexin, but suddenly found that Yuexin was no longer by his side, and his light body had fallen into the gazebo on the side at some point.

A breeze blew, and the hair that Yuexin was originally tied in an bun fell down in an instant, and the originally clear eyes became a little sad and empty. ◆ Top ◆ Point ◆ Small ◆ Said, ww$w.23w "X.C↖om

"Yuexin, what's wrong with you?" Qin Yang suddenly felt that something was not quite right, and was just about to stop Yuexin, but Yuexin secretly made a reassuring gesture to him.

Qin Yang can be regarded as relieved, it seems that Yuexin should be fine, but what is she going to do? Or did she find something.

I saw Yuexin slowly put the guqin flat on the stone platform of the pavilion, sat down, blinked his eyes slightly, shook his wrist lightly, and a pair of warm and slender jade hands were on the strings.

Immediately after that, there was a distant sound of the piano, Yuexin's hands kept plucking the strings, and the breeze blew slowly, blowing the bamboo forest on one side, peach trees, and pink petals fluttering and falling to the ground.

For some reason, Qin Yang only felt that the aura on Yuexin's entire body had suddenly changed, and all around him was immersed in a sad atmosphere, and although the body was extremely beautiful, it was not difficult to hear a trace of sorrow.

I saw Yuexin plucking the strings on the one hand, and her thin lips opened slightly, but she opened her mouth to sing:

Bright moon and clear Taiwan,

Drunk eyes look at the nine shades.

The night is silent, the hatred is endless, and there is no end.

If you don't leave, you won't give up, and tears will flow.

Spring and autumn are exhausted,

There is no end to the song in the red dust.

Drink all the yellow springs,

The storm moved Kyushu.

Only the way to gather and disperse and cease suffering,

Who laughs and who worries?

............

It is not difficult to hear the meaning of grievance in this song, and it can be seen that the person who can write such a song should also be regarded as a person of temperament.

After a while, the beautiful sound of the qin was suitable to stop, Yuexin slowly raised his hands, slowly picked up the guqin, and then directly skimmed Qin Yang and walked under the peach tree, but buried the guqin into the soil and fallen leaves again.

And when the long qin was completely buried in the soil, Qin Yang only felt that the aura around him had finally regained its calm again, and the previous feeling of sorrow that made people feel extremely depressed suddenly disappeared.

"Alright, Uncle Qingxing, we can go in. Suddenly, Yuexin slowly breathed a long sigh of relief, and waved her hand at Qin Yang with a chuckle on her face, seeing that the expression on her cheeks seemed to have recovered her previous appearance.

Qin Yang couldn't help but show a suspicious expression, slowly walked to Yuexin, pinched Yuexin's round and smooth face with one hand, and questioned: "Your face doesn't look like a mask!"

"Oops, what are you doing?" Yuexin suddenly pulled Qin Yang's arm aside, and her originally fair cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and she glared fiercely.

Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "Then I thought you were taken away by some evil spirit? Just now I was playing the piano and singing, but now it seems that I should be too careful." ”

"Hmph, you've just been taken away!" Yuexin couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger, and walked briskly towards the study alone.

"Hey, you haven't told me how you know about the guqin under the peach tree, why did you dig it up and bury it back?" Qin Yang couldn't help but trot all the way up, Yuexin didn't seem to hear it, and didn't pay attention to the shouting behind Qin Yang at all. “

"Hey! Now that Uncle Shi is asking you, what kind of attitude do you have! Anyway, I have been an audience for you for so long, and you sing so badly, you don't need to compensate for mental damages, I should always have a little right to know!"

Yuexin directly stopped, turned around and saw the cold light on his face, and stepped on Qin Yang's toes with one foot, and kept rubbing hard, and snorted coldly: "Uncle Shi, yes! Mental loss fee! I sing ugly, right! Tell you I don't know!"

Qin Yang only felt that it hurt to scream, and hurriedly pulled out his foot, jumping in pain, and couldn't help but scold in his mouth: "You dead bastard, you wait, see if I go back and don't tell my nephew Jingqiu, saying that you are guilty of committing a crime and disrespecting your elders." ”

"Hmph! If you dare to tell Uncle Jingqiu, I will shake out the matter of letting you go of that huge dry bone, and see which of us will suffer first!" Yuexin couldn't help but look disdainful, and actually dared to ask me to tickle you, and now that he finally grabbed your pigtail, Yuexin couldn't help but let out a fierce breath.

Qin Yang couldn't help but have a bitter face, he, the uncle of the Qing Xing Master, had just passed less than two days of addiction, and this signboard was starting to be difficult to use!

I complain about the dry bones that should be, and I have nothing to do with running around, if I don't cause any trouble, it's okay, otherwise I won't be beautiful in the future.

"Wait for me, what are you anxious about!" Seeing that at this time, Yuexin had already pushed open the door of the bamboo house and walked in, Qin Yang couldn't help sighing, and hurriedly chased after Yuexin.

And when the figures of the two entered the bamboo house, they saw that in the place where Yuexin had originally sit, a vague figure suddenly appeared.

"Third brother, can't you let go of it after all these years?" I saw that the rickety figure trembled slightly, and with a bitter sigh on his face, he disappeared in place again, as if it had never appeared.