After the three of them entered the arranged bamboo building, Feng Wuwei kept sticking to Qingchen and muttering to her to cook.

Qingchen was afraid of noise, so he couldn't do anything, so he had to agree to cook for him.

The bamboo building is built according to the daily residence, and the kitchen and toilet are all available.

Feng Wuwei kept dangling behind Qingchen in the name of making a move, and almost knocked over the things in her hand several times. Before she got angry, Feng Wuwei admitted his mistake and had a positive attitude, and he didn't even have a chance to let her drive him out.

After making noise for a while, the small kitchen finally couldn't hear the footsteps of Feng Wuwei walking back and forth.

Qingchen was holding the dish, and she turned around and almost knocked over Feng Wuwei, she patiently chased Feng Wuwei, "Senior brother, can you go and sit?"

Feng Wuwei didn't want to sit.

"I'll help you get the chopsticks. ”

Qingchen looked at the table and reminded him, "There is one on the table, don't you wander around, can you sit quietly?"

"Oh well. Feng Wuwei slowly walked to the table and sat down.

Qingchen was cooking very quickly, and the simple two dishes and one soup were all on the table, and she was just about to sit down, before her ass was glued to the low stool, she saw that someone began to behave again.

"Two dishes, three people are not enough to eat!"

"Enough, so that food is not wasted. ”

Since Qingchen moved into the Hall of Eternal Life, the former high-ranking gods and the crazy three statues were suddenly dragged into the red dust by her from the clouds, and they became the most ordinary men, who didn't mind the ordinary dishes, and didn't mind squeezing into the small kitchen with a lot of smoke.

However, his attitude this time seems to be different.

Qingchen didn't understand why Jun Yi didn't stop him. Helplessly asked, "Then according to the meaning of senior brother, you need to cook a dish?"

"It's too slow, you should have brought something else to eat, right?

"Okay, I'll take some in a bowl, and you can eat first. With that, Qingchen got up and went to the stove.

Jun Yi looked at him with a calm expression, and only after Qingchen was gone did he move his gaze to Feng Wuwei's face.

He did it on weekdays, but it was very different from today.

"What the hell is going on?"

Feng Wuwei was stunned, looking impetuous and impetusive, "I don't know what's going on, I just feel very uneasy, this feeling is exactly the same as the day Immortal Zun went out to fight." ”

At the mention of "Immortal Venerable", Jun Yi's face was not very good-looking, he pursed his lips and reminded Feng Wuwei, "She is not an Immortal Venerable, and you and I are not the original cultivators." ”

"I know all this, but I'm worried and anxious for no reason, senior brother, I ......"

"You need to be meditative. ”

Feng Wuwei sighed and whispered before Qingchen walked over, "Senior brother, don't worry, I won't ignore her." ”

"No, it's everyone. ”

The voice fell, and Qingchen came over. She put down a plate of beef jerky and said to Feng Wuwei: "This beef jerky has been roasted for a while, it should taste good, senior brother, try it." ”

"It's still my sister who is smart. Feng Wuwei took advantage of the situation to praise it, and then picked up the bowl to eat.

Qingchen sighed secretly, and said in his heart that he wanted to hurry up and go back after eating, so that Sanzun had nothing to do after eating, and he wanted to toss her.

What she expected was really good, the meal was eaten, but Feng Wuwei didn't plan to go back to sleep like this.

Feng Wuwei tugged on Qingchen and Jun Yi's sleeves, coquettish and sprinkled, "Don't go, I can't sleep so early, why don't we play the tune, how about letting the junior sister sing?"

"Not good!" Qingchen refused.

Jun Yi was noncommittal about Feng Wuwei's proposal. But he looked at Qingchen's eyes with a lot of deafness.

Qingchen does have a good voice, but she is not so bold in front of people, and she is shy and tight.

Feng Wuwei didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picked a leaf on his tiptoes, turned around to sit on the bamboo building, looked at the two people standing in a daze with a smile, and said, "Senior brother and sister, I'm going to start!"

When the words fell, he put the green leaves between his lips, and a quiet music slowly came out, Feng Wuwei's mood was slightly calmer with the tune, and he turned his head sideways to signal Jun Yi to follow.

Jun Yi looked at Qingchen.

Qingchen had already sung along with the song in his heart when he heard the leaf song, and when he saw Jun Yi looking at him, he immediately smiled at him and said, "Do you want to hear it?"

At this time, a round of Chanjuan bright moon shines, the shadow of the bamboo building in the moonlight, and all the leaves should be harmonious, as if composing a wonderful prelude.

Qingchen stood in the hazy moonlight, smiling and smiling, his eyes falling on the stars, and he was the only figure in the sparkling starlight.

Jun Yi never answered, just looked at her like this.

For a moment, he had the urge to take her out of here, to leave the fairy world, to go wherever he wanted, and to no longer care about disputes and responsibilities, as long as she could be by his side.

The tune started again, Qingchen finally couldn't hold it back, smiled at him, and then opened his voice to follow.

"Piano, pipa, a few sorrowful wines.

The traces of the sky, the slender fingers of the ice strings burst through my heart.

The rivers and lakes of the imperial sword are stolen by mistake.

The end of the world, how can I bear a lot of sorrow.

Empty promises, the past is unbearable.

Gently pluck the lotus flowers, and the night is a little thick.

The moon has no trace, and I have seen through how many grievances and hatreds! In the rivers and lakes, I have fallen into the dust and dirt several times......"

......

"Hey, where did the singing come from in the middle of the night? It's good, it's good, but it's sad. ”

The accompanying disciples who came with Jiang Xingzhou looked in the direction of the bamboo building where the singing came as they walked.

The bamboo building of Sanjiang Xianmen is close to the bamboo building of Qingyun Xianmen, and the way back must pass through Qingyun's bamboo building, and the woman who can be in the bamboo building at this time should have no one else except her.

Jiang Xingzhou stopped, turned his head and said to the accompanying disciples, "You go back first." ”

"Senior brother, it's so late......"

"I know, I'll be back later. ”

"Okay, senior brother will come back soon. ”

Jiang Xingzhou nodded lightly, and when the disciple was far away, he swept up the bamboo building.

Qingchen originally sang with the mentality of giving it a try, but I don't know if the song responded to the scene or the song, and the three of them fell into their own world.

When the old man hummed this song, she felt that it fit her own state of mind, and begged him to teach it.

It's also the best song she can sing.

There is a hint of sadness in this song, which is not suitable for this atmosphere, but she doesn't want to be laughed at by them for the first time she sings, so she ......

I didn't expect that the more I sang, the more I couldn't stop.

The song is over and over again, and the singing does not stop.

I don't know how long it took, but the person who played the music suddenly broke out and whimpered.

Feng Wuwei's legs, which had been hanging down and swaying, were retracted at some point, and they were bent together in front of him at this moment, holding his legs with both hands, and burying his head in his knees.

Qingchen tilted his head, looked at his shrugged shoulders, and sighed softly.

She shouldn't have sung this song.

The first time she heard this song, she only felt that it was gentle, and when she listened to it for the second time, she tasted it.

People who don't have a heart can only listen to the song.

really responded to that sentence: I don't know the meaning of the song when I hear it for the first time, and I am already a person in the song when I listen to it again.

Qingchen didn't dare to look at Jun Yi, she knew that he had more things on his mind than Feng Wuwei, and he wouldn't be like Feng Wuwei, crying whenever he wanted to cry.

Feng Wuwei hugged his legs and choked up: "It's really not her! There will never be her in this world again!"

She!

Qingchen knew who he was talking about "she".

"She can't sing...... Rough and ugly...... I won't cry either...... Like a man...... But she ...... me."

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