In the middle of the night, I heard the ticking sound of night dew sliding down the treetops and landing on the tent.

Lin Qiao opened his eyes and saw that Li Bochen was sleeping soundly. She stared at his side face for a moment by the faint light of the tent, then poked out her bare arm from the quilt and touched it with her fingers along the angular outline of his face.

Then she slowly rolled over, rubbed out of the quilt, and took her clothes and put them on. found Li Bochen's clothes at his feet and pulled Yao Hou out.

Stared at him for a moment and sat still, and then walked out of the tent lightly.

After two quarters of an hour, Li Bochen opened his eyes. He touched his side, was slightly stunned, and sat up. By such a glimmer of light, his eyesight was also very good, and he knew that there was no one in the tent, so he immediately grabbed his clothes and put them on his clothes, took the magic knife beside him, and rushed out of the tent.

The two horses were still tied to the tree, and they seemed to fall asleep next to each other, with only the sound of pine waves in all directions.

He frowned and listened with bated breath for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoman?"

And no one answered. He took a deep breath and touched Yaohou on his waist, but he felt empty. Li Bochen was shocked in his heart, and raised his voice again: "Xiaoman!"

The two horses listened, and snorted uneasily. Li Bochen thought about it again, sat cross-legged on the ground, and was out of his body. He is now at the peak of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and the Yin God can be close to a thousand steps away from his body, but even so, he circled around and didn't find her.

He returned to his body, and he felt a cold sweat - where had she gone!?

Is it impossible to be taken captive...... Unless it's the middle third order that takes her away. But if he is really such a master, he must be here to deal with himself, why is he okay?

That...... She went on her own?

I didn't ride a horse again, where did I go!?

He stood up, stunned for a moment, and then gasped deeply a few times. Calm down. He said in his heart that he must not panic now. The most plausible explanation is that she went on her own. But because of what?

A thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately dismissed it. The thought was too frightening and too chilling to care about it until the end.

He closed his eyes and stood for a moment, then reopened them and slowly looked around. This time, he used his spiritual power. When he met Bihai in the Sui Kingdom, he also looked at the surrounding earthly qi like this, and found the sarcophagus along the earthly qi. It was impossible to think for a while, and he could only pin his hopes on this first. If this is the case, there is no choice but to go to that realm, try to wait for the hundred and twenty to appear, and then ask him if he can find someone.

But at a glance, I found that the atmosphere here is different from that of the Sui Kingdom. At the beginning, outside the village, you could see the wisps of qi gathering in one place, but here it was scattered, one in the east and one in the west.

Could it be that in such a large forest, there is no earth master, mountain monarch and the like? Or is it that due to the changes more than ten years ago, the living spirits and gods that should have existed are gone?

He sighed, and was going to recite the incantation silently and go over there to find a way.

But when my heart was about to move, I suddenly heard a slight sound.

It was the sound mixed in the pine waves, wisps, if there was nothing, it sounded like a flute, but it was even more hoarse. Suspecting that it was a delusion, he listened quietly for a while to confirm that it was correct.

His heart fell back into his stomach at once, and when he looked down on it, he thought it was coming from the north. When the Yin God left his body just now, he vaguely saw a light of water in the north, maybe it was a large lake...... Did she run there!?

Li Bochen immediately rushed out.

The closer you get to the lake, the more distinct the music becomes. He didn't know much about silk and bamboo, so he couldn't tell what kind of instrument it was. But the music was so sad and sad that people almost wanted to cry when they heard it. While listening to it, Li Bochen became irritable in his heart - she blew it, right?

But why did she run so far and play such a tune? Was she not happy in her heart?

After another dozen steps, his steps became slower and slower. When the trees gradually thinned out, and a large lake surrounded by dense forests could be seen in the distance, he stopped.

He saw Lin Qiao bathing in the moonlight and sitting by the lake, no more than ten steps away from him. She was leaning on her back, her hands in front of her face, presumably holding a musical instrument. But there was also a small pile of embers beside him, glowing with a dark red light. At first, I thought she was building a fire to keep warm, but when I looked closely, I found that there was a small wooden sign standing next to the fire.

The wooden sign should have been newly chopped, and there was a bark on one side, with a line of words engraved on it. Although Li Bochen has good eyesight, he really can't read the words on the wooden card clearly by the moonlight. But looking at the outline of this thing, it looks a lot like a spiritual position or something. He squinted his eyes and tried to look at them for a while, but he could only vaguely distinguish the first two, which seemed to be the word "mother", and the last two, which seemed to be the word "position". As for the middle two, I can't guess.

He was stunned and sighed.

Is it because of this? Yes...... She is different from herself.

Chang Tingwei is his "mother", but his feelings for her only come from the memory of the former one. It's self-contained, but it's not very deep. But Lin Qiao's mother is her real born...... She had mentioned her several times, and it sounded very nostalgic.

Now that she is married, she should indeed comfort her mother's spirit in heaven.

Then I really shouldn't bother him. Li Bochen slowly took two steps back in the shadow of the forest, and said in his heart, don't step on any dead branches or the like, which startled her.

But as soon as this thought was born, it really stepped on a branch, and there was a snapping sound. In fact, when Lin Qiao was still playing that tune, the sound couldn't be heard. At this moment she put the instrument down, and the crisp sound made her listen.

She was stunned for a moment, and turned her face to look. Li Bochen had no choice but to come out of the shadows and said in a low voice: "Xiaoman." ”

Lin Qiao seemed to be a little flustered, and stood up suddenly. The cloak swept away, and swept the standing spiritual seat into the embers. She was startled and hurriedly turned around to take it out. But after thinking about it again, he straightened up and said, "Ah Chen, I ......"

Look at her look timid, as if she thinks she has done something wrong. Li Bochen couldn't bear it in his heart, and smiled: "It's me who is not good." I woke up and found you gone, and thought something was wrong. ”

Lin Qiao bit his lip and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Ah Chen." ”

Li Bochen walked up to her, tightened the clothes she was wearing, and said, "It's me who is not good, forget about it." ”

He said, look at the pile of embers—not incense, candles, paper money, or anything like that, but burned dead leaves. Alas, I remembered this, and I should have bought some in the market town.

Lin Qiao leaned into his arms, handed him the musical instrument in his hand, and said, "I used your knife to cut a wooden leaf, and I was taught by my mother to blow wooden leaves in the past." I'm afraid to argue with you. If she knew about you, she would be glad too. ”

Li Bochen took this thing over and looked at it, and remembered it.

When she was in her room in Jinghui Building, she had seen this instrument. At that time, she said that one was a gold leaf and the other was a silver leaf. She took Yaohou just to engrave this thing. In fact, the structure of this thing is quite simple, with two leaf-like thin pieces of wood and a thin layer in the middle. He tried to put it to his lips and blew it, but all he could do was make a shuffling sound.

But when Lin Qiao played the tune just now, it was melodious and tactful, full of changes, I really don't know how to do it.

Lin Qiao smiled: "It's not like this. ”

She took Konoha over, eight fingers blocked the bottom, two thumbs blocked the top, leaving a blow hole in the middle. The eight fingers below moved slightly, and it really sounded.

blew it, and looked at Li Bochen again: "Ah Chen, will I teach you in the future?"

This thing looks simple, but there are so many changes when it is blown up, Li Bochen also thinks it is quite interesting for a while. But after looking at Lin Qiao's fingers, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid it won't work...... My warrior's fingers are too thick. ”

Lin Qiao said: "This is the best." I'm not afraid of thick fingers, I'm afraid that my fingers are not flexible. You practice knives and boxing, the most suitable. ”

Li Bochen didn't know if she really wanted to teach herself, or if she didn't want to make herself sad to see her. But seeing that a smile slowly appeared on her face, she said, "Haha, okay, then let's give it a try." ”

He was halfway asleep before and found that Lin Qiao was gone, and he was so sleepy that he was shocked. At this time, when I finally found her, my spirit slackened, and I gradually became sleepy. However, after trying a few times under Lin Qiao's guidance, he really slowly got up in spirit.

This wooden leaf is actually very much like blowing leaves. But because there are two layers, you can use your fingers to tune it, so there are more variations. He also blew leaves when he was a child, and he didn't have a clue, so he blew a few times, and it really made a sound.

Lin Qiao taught him Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, saying that he could first practice these five tones. Li Bochen struggled to remember these five tones, but it was not too difficult to find the seven-tone tone where he came from.

The two sat side by side by the lake, and he fiddled around for a while, and really stumbled to blow a tune. Familiar with it a few times, it has been blown very coherently.

Lin Qiao listened to him blow for a while, blinked and said, "Your tune is really weird, but it's also weird and good." What kind of song is this?"

Li Bochen smiled: "It's called Canghai and laughed." ”

Lin Qiao read the name again, tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "This song...... The heroic vicissitudes of life should be blown with iron leaves. ”

Li Bochen picked up Yaohou who was on the ground and threw it in his hand: "My knife sharpens iron like clay, and I can really sharpen iron." ”

Lin Qiao smiled and slapped him lightly: "I don't have that much strength. And if you want to use iron leaves, it should be cast or forged, then you can add a few more grids in the middle to blow it more labor-saving. ”

She should be really happy when she looks like this.

Li Bochen smiled and said, "Okay." When we get to the place where we settle, I'll find a blacksmith shop and ask someone to do it—Xiaoman, go back to sleep first, okay?"

Lin Qiao nodded. He said softly: "Ah Chen, you are so good to me. ”

Li Bochen liked to hear her say such things, but he also sighed in his heart, thinking, I'm afraid it's not that I'm "really good" to her, but that she used to have a bad life. Actually, I don't think so.