Everyone happened to come to "Gushan Village", Gushan Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and one side is by water, the mountains are lush and green, this village is the only one within a radius of hundreds of miles, this place is remote, except for the mountain is the mountain, but it is blessed.

The people came to this village and asked the people about the "Dugu evil ghost", and many people surrounded them, and the people talked about the "ghost" color change. The rumors of the evil ghost have also spread in recent days, and I heard from the people that the Dugu is a good place with beautiful scenery. It is rumored that the evil ghost in the valley has a good rhyme, and the villagers who basically pass by there can hear the continuous sound of the piano like the mountains and flowing water, if you don't go to the depths of Dugu, you don't have to worry.

But it wasn't until nine days ago that a man named Li Dazhuang in the village went to chop firewood around Nadugu and mysteriously disappeared, and the disappearance of a man was not a trivial matter, and then his family and the villagers looked for it, and only then did they find the basket and firewood knife.

Until twenty miles near the valley of Nadu, a basket and a firewood knife were found.

Li Dazhuang had three friends, so he went to the depths of Dugu to look for someone, but there was no news.

Only then did the Dugu evil ghost spread, but I didn't expect this matter to spread faster and faster, and even spread to the county town hundreds of miles away.

A few days later, three martial artists came, saying that they were doing the right thing for heaven, and the people couldn't persuade them. The end result? The one who went back to three and one was still crazy.

After listening to the explanations of the people, everyone felt unbelievable and shocked.

An extremely conspicuous man slowly walked out of the crowd, the man was shirtless and his hair was scattered. is about the age of a weak crown, and he looks very handsome, but his eyes are dull.

Zhu Shun turned his head to look at the man, and the man smirked at Zhu Shun.

The people and Zhu Shun explained that this man was originally a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and he was the one who escaped from the valley and went crazy.

The people said goodbye to the people and left the village. They want to see what kind of place this Dugu is.

..........

In the north of the lonely mountain range, everyone climbed the mountainside, looked into the distance, only to see the mountains undulating, the river flowing in the canyon, the mountains and rivers are beautiful. Several eagles are flying freely, majestic.

Wen Kui's face was filled with joy, and he smiled:

"The danger is rugged and deep, and the moss marks compete for the green and moist forests."

Wei Jianchao says:

"Okay, Brother Wen is very literate."

Zhu Shun's face was full of joy and said:

"What a mountain with ups and downs, canyons and rivers."

徐善超 says:

"What a beautiful place."

A melodious guqin sound mixed with a gentle breeze gently sent into everyone's ears. The beautiful sound of the piano seemed far away, far away, and yet it seemed very close and lingering in the ears.

Everyone listened carefully to the sound of the piano and were amazed.

Wenkui says:

"Who's going to play it?"

朱顺 says:

"It's really mountains and rivers! The sound is so beautiful. ”

And they walked in the direction from which the sound of the harp came.

On the side of a mountain cliff, at the bottom of a pine tree, everyone saw a man in blue sitting on a boulder, playing the guqin, and the sound of the waterfall was magnificent. His jade hand was light, and he saw the Qianqian jade finger playing quickly on the strings.

The low sound of the guqin seems to be a gentle retelling of the past that no one listened to in silence.

Looking down the cliff, the sunset will shine on the thousands of mountains in red. Look down at the eagle soaring, the eagle hovering at the feet of the crowd.

..........

Wen Kui slowly walked up to the man and was amazed:

"The so-called lingering sound is everywhere."

The man in blue stopped playing, turned his head to look at Wen Kui, looked very excited, and said with a smile:

"Do you know the piano too?"

Wen Kui touched his beard and teased:

"Do you look at an old man like me, like I know how to play the piano?"

The man stood up and said:

"People can't look good, maybe your Excellency is a superior person."

Wen Kui smiled:

"This benevolent brother is really good at talking, but I really don't understand, I just think it sounds good."

The man was a little disappointed and said:

"That's right."

Zhu Shun walked slowly and said:

"I don't know how to play the piano, but I can feel that you're telling a story."

Wen Kui gave a thumbs up and said:

"Brother Zhu is right, I also feel that this brother is telling a story."

The man in blue looked at the crowd, saluted, and said:

"In Xia Dugushuo, thank you for listening to this song carefully."

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted, and Wen Kui said:

"Brother Ren, it's polite."

Zhu Shun asked:

"Can this benevolent brother tell us what this score is?"

The man named Dugushuo was in a trance at first, then overjoyed, and asked:

"It's not easy to talk about, I'll play it again and feel it for myself."

Zhu Shun smiled and hugged his fists:

"There's Brother Lao Ren."

Dugu Shuo was full of smiles, continued to sit next to the piano, and continued to play the score just now.

The quaint feeling of the piano makes people feel uneasy, and there is an indescribable sense of loneliness.

The breeze blows, the strings played by the guqin are low, like a kind of sadness that cannot be spoken, and the broken butterfly shadow dances a permanent parting, as if reminding that the most beautiful thing is the past, and the distant eagle roars to respond to whose loneliness.

On the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, the breeze blew the robe of the man in blue and floated in the wind, the man played the guqin, which seemed to tell a story.

When Dugushuo finished playing, he muttered to himself:

"If you want to put your heart into Yaoqin, you have few friends."

Wenkui says:

"If you listen to Xianle's ears, it's temporary."

Zhu Shun slowly walked in front of Dugu Shuo, he sat next to Dugu Shuo, and said:

"I feel an indescribable sense of loneliness, is there any story to this song?"

Dugu Shuo smiled:

"It's nothing, just thinking of an old man who hasn't been seen in years now."

After Dugu Shuo finished speaking, his expression changed subtly, and he was a little depressed, and he didn't know how much that old man had influenced him.

Dugu Shuo looked at Zhu Shun and asked:

"Why are you here?"

Zhu Shun replied:

"The people at the foot of the mountain say that there is an evil spirit in this valley, and several people who have passed through this place have disappeared, and we happened to pass by this place, so we wanted to help them find out."

Dugu Shuo smiled:

"So? Haha~ Do you want to eliminate harm for the people? ”

Zhu Shun threw the wine gourd on his waist to Dugu Shuo, Dugu Shuo took it in his hand, and Zhu Shun said:

"Brother Dugu, please drink."

Dugu Shuo smiled and said:

"Thank you, brother."

Zhu Shun nodded and said:

"You're welcome, just treat me as my brother."

Zhu Shun answered Dugu Shuo's question just now, and he said:

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, we just want to see if this Dugu is really as mysterious as the rumors say."

Dugu Shuo took a sip of wine and said:

"In fact, how can you say that this Dugu is not as mysterious as it is rumored, and those who are missing may not want to leave."

Zhu Shun was a little puzzled, so he asked:

"Could it be that the Dugu brothers are very familiar with this Dugu."

Dugu Shuo replied:

"I've been here for many years, you can rest assured, it's not as mysterious as it is rumored."

Dugu Shuo said again:

"People's curiosity is very serious, and they love to listen to this kind of thing, and they are willing to take it seriously. Everyone is willing to make what they hear more perfect, and he can make up for it for you if it is not complete, so the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes. ”

Zhu Shun nodded and said:

"I also think it's a bit mysterious, this truth is similar to intersecting with people, some people like to talk behind their backs, maybe two people in general, but some third parties appear, saying that this person can't do it, this and that, even if the relationship was good before, there is a sense of resistance when the time is older, isn't this the truth?"

Dugu Shuo threw the wine gourd to Zhu Shun and said:

"Brother Zhu is right, so hearing is false, seeing is believing, as you said. We have to intersect more than some people, and after a long time of intersection, we will have a general understanding, and we can know what others say about this person. ”

On the edge of the cliff, at the bottom of the pine trees, on the boulders, Zhu Shun and Dugushuo burst into laughter.

Wei Jianchao and Xu Shanchao sat opposite each other, Wei Jianchao scratched his head and said:

"Lao Xu, why are you chatting with this Dugushuo so happily."

Xu Shanchao replied:

"Lao Zhu is talking to him about the big truth."

Wen Kui walked up to Wei Jianchao, patted Wei Jianchao's shoulder, and said:

"This scene is good, let Brother Zhu talk to him first, let's talk to the three of us for a while"

Dugushuo asked Zhu Shun a question and asked:

"Why do you think it is so difficult for us to inherit the quintessence of the Central Plains now? It's all left by our ancestors, so why can't most of them be passed down? Why is traditional culture slowly disappearing? How do we do that? ”

Zhu Shun thought for a long time and replied:

"Nowadays, most people take the broken silver too seriously, and the revitalization of the quintessence is not shouted! We need inheritors, why doesn't the emperor give some space for the survival of the quintessence of the country? ”

Dugushuo nodded, very satisfied with this reply.

An eagle flew to Dugu Shuo's shoulder, holding a piece of paper in the eagle's talons, Dugu Shuo looked at it, looked serious, put away the paper, picked up the guqin, and said goodbye, Dugu Shuo said:

"Brother Zhu, I'll go first, let's see you in Dugu, I hope you have fun in Dugu."

Everyone returned the salute, only to see Dugushuo jump down the waterfall, and there was no one.

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[I watched Mr. He Saifei's video today, and I was thoughtful.

The state should vigorously support the development of traditional culture and folk opera art, and make people's lives better by the quintessence of the country and folk art! 】