Luo Bei only officially began to practice martial arts after the arrival of the spring of the second year, but it was also some basic muscle and bone exercises.

Qin Muchuan laid a plum blossom pile in the open space next to the moon-looking stone, and Luobei had to stand on it for an hour every day, sometimes facing the scorching sun, sometimes watching the sunset, and sometimes wearing the stars and the moon.

The white cat had naturally stayed since Luo Bei had healed his leg injury, but instead of being as well-behaved as he had that night, he began to show his other side.

It would often jump on Luobei's body before dawn, use its wet tongue until it woke up Luobei, and fled with Luobei's scolding.

When Luobei stands on the plum blossom pile facing the sunset, it will lazily lie on the smooth moon-gazing stone and lick its pure white cat hair.

It also catches a mouse or even a small hare, but never eats them like other cats.

It will take a mouse into the open area and lazily pretend it is gone. It seems that the intention is to run away, and when they think they are safe, the white cat suddenly catches up.

Even Luobei felt very strange, it repeatedly played with small animals like this, and for some reason it didn't even miss once, which is really strange!

Every time Luo Bei saw it staggering out of the woods or the pile of rocks, it must have a "toy" in its mouth that had completely lost confidence, and at this time it would always walk up to Luo Bei with its head held high.

Luo Bei even felt that it was deliberately arrogant in front of him, and when he watched it walk towards him step by step in a triumphant manner, Luo Bei really wanted to catch it and kill its majesty.

However, Luo Bei's actions failed every time, so when he saw this guy Luo Bei, he felt infinitely angry, obviously he was embarrassed enough, but this guy was still revealing his scars.

A few times, Luo Bei was really angry, so he set a trap to capture this elf and eccentric guy so that he could vent the anger in his heart, but he either escaped without a trace or jumped into Zhuo Xiaochan's arms just right.

pretended to be extremely well-behaved and attached to Zhuo Xiaochan's arms, making Zhuo Xiaochan think that it had always been a "good cat", and then blamed Luo Bei for venting his anger on a good cat "extremely viciously".

Therefore, the fighting method of the two was destined to have an ending at the beginning, that is, Luobei was defeated, and it would be in Zhuo Xiaochan's arms while enjoying it, while grinning as if it was laughing at Luobei.

Under the attack between it and Zhuo Xiaochan, Luo Bei could only be like a deflated ball, and he returned defeated every time.

Luo Bei often wondered what he had saved? He was very suspicious that this cat was reincarnated by his enemy in his previous life, or maybe it was changed after becoming a spirit, but shouldn't a goblin also have a spirit?

I'm its savior!

Luo Bei couldn't figure it out, but in the subtle way, he had already been used to this kind of "torture".

It's not a common phrase now, it's painful and happy.

Life itself is like this, there is no absolute suffering, there is no absolute happiness, satisfaction and perseverance are the only way to pass the test of time.

In the process of mutual "torture", the white cat has a new name, "Da Bai", which was started by Zhuo Xiaochan, since she got her protection, Da Bai has become more and more rampant, even completely ignoring Luo Bei's feelings.

However, what is still gratifying to Luo Bei is that although Da Bai will rely on Zhuo Xiaochan every day, he will always return to his residence after nightfall.

Just like a person who likes to go out and fool around, no matter how far he goes, how many people he meets, he will always push open the door of his home when it is time to go home, which is a habit.

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Spring is coming, and the spring rain is like a crisp.

The cold wind on the mountain is a little gone, as if the spring breeze will make the dead trees all over the mountain bloom in spring.

The change of seasons is even more vividly reflected on this mountain.

On both sides of the stone path, the red and white stars under the back mountain are staggered and open, and it looks really splendid.

Zhuo Xiaochan, who took off her thick clothes, and a certain active imp in Luobei are like some kind of hibernation animal that has finally survived a winter, in the spring breeze, among the grass and flowers, running to their heart's content, and lying among the flowers when they are tired, smelling the fragrance, and falling asleep.

Until Qin Muchuan suddenly appeared in the back mountain and arrested them back with a cold face, and then Luobei would inevitably suffer a severe reprimand, while Zhuo Xiaochan and Dabai hid outside the door, watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help but snicker.

Because they all felt that Luo Bei lowered his head and was reprimanded and wronged, and he didn't dare to defend himself, it was really funny.

In the middle of the night, Luo Bei finally walked out of the grass house where he was punished, walked over the stone path in the gentle wind, and walked through the woods that once felt extremely gloomy, but now he was very familiar.

The leaves sway in the wind, and the neat waves resemble undulating waves.

When he walked out of the woods, he found that the moonlight was sprinkled like water, so he did not go directly to his residence, but sat down on the Moon Stone, held his cheeks, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

Earlier, he was punished by his master to face the wall, and when he was bored, he even left Dabai, probably looking for Zhuo Xiaocian to find something to eat.

At this time of the day, Dabai should come back, but today the door is still closed, thinking that it has "hated the poor and loves the rich" and has taken refuge in others.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a faint fragrance came from behind, this aroma was already very familiar to him, and he didn't need to look back, he knew that it was Zhuo Xiaocicada who came.

Zhuo Xiaocian was wearing a long dress, sat down beside him gently, stretched out his hand and touched Luo Bei's head, and said with a smile: "Xiaobei, you don't think that me and Da Bai are not interesting enough, right?"

Luo Bei turned his face and shook his head at Zhuo Xiaocian, then turned back to look at the moon in the sky, and fell silent again.

Zhuo Xiaocian arched his legs, raised his head and looked at the sky, sighed softly for a long time, and said gently: "I know...... You must be homesick......

Luo Bei lowered his head, feeling complicated.

It has been half a year since he came to Qixia Mountain, and he really had a bad time in the first few months, in addition to facing the master every day, he also has to bear boredom and loneliness alone, which is something that a teenager can't bear.

But since he had Dabai, this feeling has decreased slightly, and since then he has gradually become accustomed to life here, and the master is not always so indifferent, and sometimes he will show a little bit of concern, he knows that the master's temperament is like this, so he naturally understands.

But even so, in the silent night, when Da Bai fell asleep beside him, and he was alone and sleepy, he would still think of that humble home, and even his father's strictness and mother's kindness became a very luxurious longing.

"Sister Cicada, how long have you been here, will you be homesick?" asked Luo Bei with his head down.

Zhuo Xiaocian raised his head and looked at the distant sky with starry eyes, as if he was trying to recall some distant place in his heart.

When Luo Bei turned his head to look at her again, he happened to see her side face, a neck as pure as snow, a cheek that was bright without powder, and eyelashes that flapped from time to time like butterfly wings.

I don't know why, Luo Bei suddenly felt that his heartbeat was constantly accelerating, and then took advantage of Zhuo Xiaocicada's lack of attention, and quickly lowered his head again.

"It's been a few years!" Zhuo Xiaocian said faintly.

After a moment of silence, she said calmly: "My mother is dead...... My dad ...... Don't want me anymore!"

"I should be considered homeless!" she blinked vigorously after speaking, a glimmer of crystal flashed in the corner of her eye, and it was fleeting, she obviously didn't want to show her emotions in front of Luo Bei at a glance.

Because, she has always been a happy and knowledgeable "little cicada sister" in front of Luobei.

There is not much sadness in her voice, she may have learned to face loneliness alone when she left home at a young age, so even in the most vulnerable moments, she has learned to make herself brave and strong.

Even if it's just a disguise, but after a long time of pretending, it may become true......

Luo Bei's nose was sour, he looked at Zhuo Xiaocian beside him in a daze, he didn't know what to say, but tears fell little by little.

Tears fall on the Mochizuki Stone and are quickly evaporated by the heat stored on the stone for a day.

Although some things cannot be fully empathized, at this moment, in the heart of the teenager, there is a sadness that surpasses the heart of childhood.

Not for himself, but for this sister who is only a few years older than himself.

Zhuo Xiaocian lowered his head, looked at Luobei, and saw that he was crying, I don't know if he was sorry for himself or because he was sorry for himself.

She pursed her lips, but showed a faint smile, and said in a soft voice with a slight reproach: "What, Xiaobei, are you taking pity on me?"

Luo Bei was a little unsure of how to answer her question, first nodded, and then shook his head.

At this moment, he was very shocked in his heart, looking at Zhuo Xiaociao's usual appearance, except for the occasional sudden burst of sentimentality, but he never thought that her life experience would be so sad.

lost her mother forever, and her father left her again, although she said it very simply, and did not show too much sadness, but Luo Bei knew that if she compared to her, everything seemed to be nothing.

"Sister Cicada, I will always be with you!" Luo Bei suddenly said sincerely.

Zhuo Xiaocian touched his head with a smile, and deep down in her heart she was also moved by the sincerity of the young man in front of her, her eyes were full of tears, but she still habitually tried her best to control herself.

"You, don't talk about it now, forget it later!"

Luo Bei shook his head vigorously, and then saw Zhuo Xiaocian smile gently, and he also laughed.

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I don't know why summer is often omitted, but summer on Qixia Mountain is indeed not very obvious, because it doesn't take long for the hot weather to blow a trace of coolness.

The first autumn rain came early, and it began to fall before dawn, and it was not until dusk that the rain finally stopped.

The incomparably fresh breath and the colorful clouds that appear on the horizon make the whole place as far as the eye can see is extraordinarily beautiful.

The lazy cat in the house had fallen asleep sweetly for some time, and after being bored all day, Luobei could finally open the door and take a long breath of the outside air.

Just as he was stretching his almost stiff body, there was a burst of piano sounds, unlike before, the music Qin Muchuan played this time was a little jerky and difficult to understand, like a sonorous and powerful metal impact, not like the clear sound of the strings.

Luo Bei almost covered his ears, but after the eardrums got used to it a little, he found that this song that looked like an ancient song still had a different meaning, but it seemed to have some shortcomings.

Luo Bei shook his head, and immediately denied his thoughts, thinking that the master was good at stroking the qin, there must be no mistake, he didn't know any rhythm, and now he can understand the charm of the song a little, all because he has listened to too much on the mountain.

Qin Muchuan played the piano in the grass house where he lived, his slender and slightly pale fingers beating on the strings, like a hare running and jumping quickly between the ridges.

If this scene was seen in Luo Bei's eyes, he would definitely feel that the master was mastering every note on the strings with great ease, but in fact, Qin Muchuan's brows were furrowed more and more tightly at this moment.

The fingers are like a machine that cannot be stopped in high motion, constantly plucking the strings, and the sound between the strings is not the sound that the music should be, but somehow becomes a sound that is very similar to a blunt metal object.

Qin Muchuan frowned, although there was still no expression on his face, the shock in his heart was completely beyond imagination, because he knew that it was not so much that he was playing the strings now, but that his hands had been controlled by the strings, so that there would be this kind of beyond his understanding of the music, but his fingers had completely fallen into a state that could not be stopped.

The sound of the piano became louder and louder, not only Luobei, but even the birds in the mountains were also startled, and suddenly flew out of the forest en masse, and those little beasts hiding seemed to have been discovered by hunters, and hurriedly raised their four hooves and fled deeper into the mountain.

Even Da Bai, who was still curled up on Luobei's bed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up his ears, and listened carefully.

However, this guy didn't receive much impact, just straightened his ears, listened for a while and didn't seem to hear anything, and then lazily stretched out his four snow-white cat's paws, turned over, and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the piano passed through the sky like an arrow, and the sound of the whistle appeared in everyone's ears.

As a last resort, Qin Muchuan used the advanced internal force that he hadn't used for a long time, and his whole body exuded a blue light, and the light flashed and disappeared after becoming brighter.

With this profound internal strength, Qin Muchuan's hands suddenly detached from the strings, and then pressed down like a heavy hammer.

For a long time, the strings trembled.

A tingling sensation came from the fingers that touched the strings, and a few drops of sweat dripped from between the temples.

Qin Muchuan closed his eyes and eased his somewhat disordered breath.

By the time he opened his eyes, he was back to normal, but the look of wonder in his eyes deepened.

This guqin has been with him for many years, and has been played countless times, and there has never been such a situation, so ...... Where does the problem come from?

While he was pondering, he suddenly saw a square, yellowed parchment that had fallen, and his eyes were locked and he looked at the parchment for a long time.

It was a score he got by chance many years ago, I don't know how many years have passed, although the whole is still relatively intact, but even the antiseptic layer pressed on the surface of the parchment roll has turned yellow or even detached.

The handwriting on it has become blurry, and he can only barely put it together, he can't see the age and origin of this ancient song, and he can't even fully understand the score above, he just barely tried to play it, who knows, under a play, there will be a situation just now.

It's hard to imagine that this esoteric score has a strange magic.

Qin Muchuan, who had palpitations, slowly got up, picked up the score, and looked at it in detail, except that the music on it was still jerky and difficult to understand, there was nothing else wrong.

But he still didn't understand, what kind of song was this, which could make him, who cultivated both inside and outside, almost to the point of going crazy.

He put the parchment in his bosom and put it away, his eyes suddenly becoming a little hollow.

"A Thousand Mountains Swaying Song" "Maybe, I am destined to never be able to really play this ancient song in this life......" he said with some self-deprecation.

I don't know if I remembered something again.

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