In Jishitang, the voice of the faceless man, like a spell, disturbed Xilei's heart.

What is hidden in the depths of my heart is brought out little by little by this voice.

That year, Xi Lei bid farewell to Master Zhiyong, and she was going to leave Shaolin Temple to explore the rivers and lakes. Master Zhiyong didn't say much, but just told Xilei that in life, many unwillingnesses can be put down, and the word love is the most difficult to control.

Xilei didn't understand it at that time, until she met Li Shaobai.

Lijiazhuang is located at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, where Li Shaobai's home is.

The soldier dies for the confidant, and the woman is the one who pleases herself.

If Huaishan and Wuya are Xilei's confidants, then Li Shaobai is the one who pleases himself.

Or rather, the one who pleases her.

That year, Li Shaobai was heroic, and his love for buds was beginning to bloom. The two young people have a crush on each other and walk together. Since then, we have been in the same boat through thick and thin, sharing life and death.

She has not forgotten her ideal of being a plum blossom woman, but she has already fallen deep in love with this young swordsman in white.

One year, I can't remember what year it was, they passed by a village and encountered a gang of robbers burning and looting in the village. The two young men drew their swords and fought off the gang.

But on that day, the fire in a villager's house was too big, and there were bursts of crying and shouting in the house, Li Shaobai rushed into the fire without thinking about it, and rescued a family of three trapped by the fire with his own strength.

On that day, the fire burned Li Shaobai's handsome face, and Xilei was extremely distressed.

The green poplar grass is long on the road, and it is easy to go when you are young.

The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and Vantage is sad about the March rain.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. (Note 1).

After that, Li Shaobai left Xilei, although it was only for a short time, it made Xilei sad.

Li Shaobai left in order to heal the wound on his face. He knew that Xilei cared, and he wanted to do his best to heal his face, and he would also cherish Lei, a handsome young man.

Xi Lei didn't know at the time that the place where Li Shaobai went was the Medicine King Valley.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound!

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come!

Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March. (Note 2).

After a long wait, Xilei and Li Shaobai finally met again, and Li Shaobai also healed his face.

When that young man appeared in front of her eyes again, that day, Xilei made a wish to the sky, and she told herself that she couldn't lose this person in her life anymore.

Who said that the past cannot be chased, year after year, the autumn wind blows strongly.

How much autumn wind blows can't be done, grievances and grievances, right and wrong. (Note 3).

Recalling those things, because it was beautiful, there was still a smile on the corner of Xilei's mouth.

"Big brother," Xilei said to Urging, "I can't see it, but I can hear it." Can you tell me the truth, what does the person you are talking to look like?"

Not knowing how to describe the Faceling, he said, "This ...... The man has no face. No, he's wearing a mask with no face, so he can't see it. ”

Xilei frowned, wanting to say something, but she wanted to say it again and again, but finally said it. She asked, "You...... Who is it? Are you him?"

The Faceling was silent for a moment, and finally said to Xilei, "I...... No one. ”

Xi Lei nodded and didn't ask any more. She smiled bitterly and said to herself: "Xiaobai is dead, it doesn't matter what he has done. I loved him and cried for him blindly. All the feelings between me and him, all the affection between me, gave it back to him. ”

Then she said to the urge: "Brother Cui, I don't want to hear that person's voice again, I have to thank you." ”

Urging nodded, although he knew that Xilei couldn't see it.

"I didn't use a sword, but my folding fan gave the cave senior a burial, so let me use this weeping sword to kill you. ”

He twisted his neck and stretched his waist again.

He looked at Xilei, put away his chic, and put away his smile.

A serious expression and a strong killing intent were reflected on his face. He said to the Faceling, "It seems that Xilei thinks you are the negative person, and I don't like your voice either, so don't blame me." ”

The weeping sword is in his hand, urging him to vow to use this sword to cut off all of Xi Lei's feelings for this and that person.

He couldn't see the faceling's expression, but he could still feel his contemptuous smile, "What are you?"

Urging also smiled: "What are you?" ”

As he spoke, swords collided with each other, and people became entangled.

Boundless is watching from the sidelines. Hu Longfei is still meditating and healing. Wei Yinghua, who was not far away, kept smiling and silent, watching what was happening in front of him coldly.

When Ugly appeared in Jishitang with Huaishan and the others, the urging inside was fighting with the Facelings.

In the face of all this in front of him, Huaishan didn't make much movement, he nodded at Wuya, and then walked to Xilei's side and said, "I'm here." ”

Then he looked at Wei Yinghua, Wei Yinghua only nodded, but said to Xilei: "I heard that your piano skills are good." In this situation, you people rarely get together, I wonder if you are interested in talking about a song?"

Xilei knew that Wei Yinghua was talking to herself, and she didn't refuse, but just said, "Is there a piano here?"

"Naturally. Wei Yinghua said, then looked at Xiao Si from the crowd and said, "There is an inner room behind Jishitang, where there is a Qixuanqin, you can take it and give it to this Xilei girl." ”

Xiao Si made a gesture at Wei Yinghua when he heard this, and then listened to his instructions, took the guqin and brought it to Xilei.

"Thank you," said Xilei. Then she sat down slowly, first adjusted her posture, then simply plucked a few tunes, and then said, "Good piano." Then play slowly.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit. (Note 4).

"Good!" Huaishan walked out of the crowd and applauded loudly. "Xilei, I'm here to help you. As he spoke, Huaishan took out the flute he pinned to his waist and blew it.

As soon as the transverse flute came out, it sounded in unison with the piano. The flute sound is crisp and the piano sound is elegant.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. (Note 5).

The piano of Xilei and the flute of Huaishan, the sword dance of urging life and the sorrow of the faceling.

That's right, the Faceling screams, and he weeps in grief as he unleashes a lethal move at the urging of life.

Not just crying, but crying out loud.

Yu'er looked at it and felt that it was not a taste, so she walked to Wuya's side, touched Wuya with her elbow, and asked, "There is a sound of the piano and a flute, don't you improvise a song at this time?"

"Huh?" Wuya was still in place, didn't hear Yu'er's words clearly for a while, and replied casually: "What song are you singing?"

Yu'er glanced at Wuyan and continued, "If the situation is appropriate, either sing a song or chant a poem, you choose one." ”

Wuya replied embarrassedly: "You see that I am injured and can't move, this is a sword and a sword, what kind of song to sing, what kind of poem to sing!"

"Oh, what nonsense!" Yu'er smiled: "I used to have so many flowers, but now I am humble? Don't talk about your injuries, come up with a song, come to a song and I'll heal you!"

Wuya is helpless, this is not the Yu'er she knows, it must be Huaishan who took her badly.

When Ah Chou heard their conversation, he was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Neurotic, while fighting, while accompaniment, you are going to chant poetry again? Is there any tension?"

Yu'er patted Ugly's shoulder and said with a slight smile: "It's not sick, it can only be said to be wonderful." Look at them, they're all serious!"

Ah Scandal looked at it, just because Xilei couldn't see it, Huaishan closed his eyes, and Wuya also closed his eyes.

Yu'er said: "When they first worshipped, it was like this, which was the unique tacit understanding of the three of them. ”

I saw that Wuya cleared his throat, thought for a while, and then half-read and half-sang.

The years on the string are broken, and the flute is melodious and reminiscent.

Time is always emotional, and Sansheng is fortunate to meet a soulmate.

If love can't stay together, why hate and hate Tibetan lovesickness.

The white clothes fluttered against the sword dance, killing all the negative people in the world.

"Ahh

Even Yu'er smiled and said, "Wuya, you have regressed." ”

Wuya looked embarrassed, I can't blame anyone else, I just blame myself for being too fond of pretending before, and I was a fake literati from beginning to end, but everyone thought it was interesting and didn't say anything.

The song is gone, and the winner has been divided.

Urging was wounded, not fatal. But the Faceling had fallen to the ground, blood staining his clothes and his face.

Urging Ming rubbed his shoulder, which seemed to involve the wound of the injury, and it hurt "ah" for a moment, and then said: "I just said, you have to use a sword to kill people, although it is a little hanging, but fortunately I haven't forgotten my ability." Just fighting, fighting, why are you still being beaten and cried by me. ”

Urging Ming gently stroked the sword with his hand, and said with a smile: "This sword is good, the feeling of being lost for a long time is much more refreshing than fanning the wind with a fan." ”

After speaking, he forcibly endured the pain and walked to Xilei. His hand rested on Xilei's shoulder, and said lightly: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." Xilei nodded, clutching the urging hand tightly, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

The Faceling fell to the ground, and he wanted to see Xilei, but all he saw was the back of the desperate person.

He said to Xi Lei: "The sound of the piano is very good, and the sound of the flute is very crisp, but then I seem to hear someone chanting poetry or singing, because I don't dare to be careless, and the other side is crying so much, so I didn't hear it too clearly, what is going on?"

Xi Lei finally smiled at this time, and smiled at the urging life: "It's just that the second brother chattered a few words, don't worry about him." ”

At this time, Huaishan returned to Yu'er's side, sighed and said, "Wuya, your poem as a whole is a little reluctant, but the last sentence is still good." The white clothes fluttered against the sword dance, killing all the negative people in the world. Not bad, are you right, Yu'er?"

Yu'er also laughed in agreement and said, "Make do." ”

Wu Yan can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. He looked at Ugly, expecting someone to support him, but all he received was Ugly's white eyes.

None of them could see it, and the Faceling actually smiled, and he looked at the people in front of him, and finally closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xi Lei's tears flowed, but even if the urging was not blocked, the Faceling could not see it.

Yu'er checked Wuya's injuries and wanted to see Hu Longfei's injuries, but was pushed away by Hu Longfei.

Yu'er was not angry, she stood up, stood between Hu Longfei and Wei Yinghua, and looked at these two people quietly.

Huaishan also came over and stood beside Yu'er.

Note 1: From Song Yanshu's "Jade Mansion Spring".

Note 2: From "The Book of Songs, Zheng Feng, Zijin".

Note 3: From Bai Yu, the author of "A Cut of Plum and Yuhuatai".

Note 4: From Tang Li Shangyin's "Untitled".

Note 5: From Tang Li Shangyin's "Jin Se".