Thinking of this, Hu Yusheng couldn't help but smile. "What did you think of as a happy thing?" asked Miss Han. Ling Hu Yusheng took a sip of the wine glass and replied: "It's not a happy thing, it's just that I thought of some small things with my parents when I was a child." ”

Miss Han said curiously: "I heard that Linghu and his wife are both heavenly and human, dragons and phoenixes among people, I think you are also very smart, you can do anything since elementary school." At a young age, he was already proficient in the Dugu Nine Swords. ”

Linghu Yusheng responded with a smile: "How can there be any intelligence, and being proficient in the word is far from it, but when I learned Dugu Nine Swords at the age of fifteen, my mother still wondered why I entered the country so quickly, but I didn't know that my father had secretly passed on me a lot because of some trivial things before." ”

Miss Han asked on the side: "Brother Sheng, what kind of trivial matter, and let Linghu Daxia secretly pass you Dugu Jiujian?" Linghu Yusheng thought that his father's stealing of wine was not humane, so he said: "It's nothing, some parents are short, my parents are very easy-going, there is no hero, Miss Han, you are my friend, you don't need to be a hero, you don't need to be a hero, and when I look back at my parents, they must like me very much to make such a good friend as you." Miss Han took a sip of wine herself, and she didn't know if it was because of her strength or other reasons, her cheeks were crimson, and she said: "I, a country woman, can I get into the eyes of Linghu and Linghu's uncle and aunt, they are my role models." ”

Ling Hu Yusheng said with a smile on the side: "Zixiao Frost is famous, it is not a general, it must also be a jade person." At this time, the sunset is slanting westward, the remnant sun is like blood, on the shore of the lake, next to the tavern, the green willows are fluttering, the golden boy and the jade girl, become a scenery by itself.

After the two finished eating, they walked around the lake, walking and stopping, chatting about endless topics along the way, "But when it comes to intelligence, I am not as good as my parents, not to mention martial arts, just by one of the rhythms, my father and mother are much more than me, and I am more stupid." Linghu Yusheng said.

Miss Han thought that that night, Ling Hu Yusheng used Xiao as a sword, and Xiao Xian was what he carried with him, so she asked: "I heard that the two uncles and aunts of Ling Hu back then, the smiling and proud Jianghu song was also famous, and it is not a decoration for you to carry that jade flute, in addition to the Dugu Nine Swords, you should also do your best to pass on this Xiaoao Jianghu Song." ”

Linghu Yusheng took Xiao out from his waist, stroked his fingers lightly, and said: "I really can't do it with the natural sound and harmony of the piano and flute like my father's and mother's ensemble, but my mother has taught me this song a few times, and I am also skilled." As he spoke, he put the jade flute to his lips and said, "It's secluded here, and the scenery is good, so I'll be ugly once." ”

was about to play, but Miss Han interrupted here: "Brother Sheng, either or later." Ling Hu Yusheng said in frustration: "What, Miss Han thinks my skills are too shallow, and it is inevitable to listen to it?" Miss Han waved her hand hurriedly and said: "No, no, Brother Sheng, don't think too much, I just think that this Xiaoao Jianghu Song is a two-person ensemble, and today you are playing alone here, I am watching, but it seems that I am extremely stupid." Miss Han's voice became lower and lower, but Ling Hu Yusheng still understood. For a moment, I was really happy in my heart, but I didn't dare to show it, so as not to make him feel frivolous.

Miss Han was silent for a long time, and then said: "I am a country girl, I have been stupid and tight since I was a child, and I have never learned music, but I have been longing for a long time, I don't know if Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, can teach me to play the piano." As he spoke, he fiddled with the corners of his clothes. Linghu Yusheng listened, excitedly stepped forward and shook Miss Han's hand, and said happily: "Of course you can, this piece is indeed played by two people in ensemble, and one person is indeed defiling this song, since Miss Han wants to learn music and rhythm, although I am not a famous teacher, but with your wisdom and wisdom, it is very fast, besides, if I can't, I can let my mother teach you when I go back, I think she is also very happy." ”

Zixiao Frost was suddenly held in his hand again, thinking that this was the second skin kiss after falling into the water, that time it was a last resort, but this time it was. But even so, Miss Han's hand didn't struggle out, and accepted it calmly, at this moment, the two seemed to know something about each other, and naturally, they put their hands together, and Miss Han said: "Don't forget, you tried light skills before, but you still lost to me, and teaching me music is the price of losing." ”

Linghu Yusheng laughed and said: "Wudang Tiyun is famous all over the world, and I am convinced if I lose to Wudang high-ranking disciples." Then, he slowly continued: "To learn the piano, the first thing is to learn the basic rhythm, the twelve rhythms of music, which are for Huang Zhong, Da Lu, Tai Tuan, Jia Zhong, Gu Xi, Zhong Lu, Rui Bin, Lin Zhong, Yi Ze, Nan Lu, Wu Ji, and Ying Zhong. These twelve tones are said to have been since ancient times, it is said that the Yellow Emperor ordered Linglun to be the law, and he heard the song of the phoenix and made the twelve laws. Speaking of this, Ling Hu Yusheng couldn't help but feel moved again, because he suddenly thought that his father had said that at the wedding of the two that year, Mr. Hengshan Moda sent a phoenix to the two.

"I think the rhythm of the sound of the qin is also contained in these twelve rhythms?" Miss Han asked, Ling Hu Yusheng collected her mind and continued to reply: "Naturally, the seven strings of the Yaoqin have five tones of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, one string is the yellow bell, and the third string is the palace tune. There are also five tones for Slow Angle, Qing Shang, Gong Tune, Slow Palace and Ruibin Tune. As he spoke, he took the jade flute in front of him and said: "Among them, the song of smiling and proud rivers and lakes is special, because some of its tunes require strong martial arts, and people with profound skills can use internal strength to play, plus the ensemble throughput room, and the two need to have the same mind to be able to harmonize the piano and flute, which is unparalleled in the world." Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary musicians, the score is disorganized and useless. ”

Miss Han responded: "Therefore, the people who can play the song of laughing and proud rivers and lakes are all close friends with strong martial arts and similar hearts." Ling Hu Yusheng added: "There are also loving couples in the rivers and lakes." At this time, the sun had set, the sky had sunk, and the cool summer breeze was blowing, and the hands of the two were still clasped.

Tonight's moonlight was exceptionally bright, and the rain for days had finally passed, and Miss Han on the shore gently leaned on Linghu Yusheng's shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Sheng, when Uncle Linghu is injured this time, I want to go to the rivers and lakes with you, no, I won't go back to Wudang." ”

When Linghu Yusheng heard this, he was suddenly startled, and the Han girl on the side was also taken aback by this sudden move, and she felt that what she said made him unhappy, and she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

I saw that Linghu Yusheng trembled when he heard this, and his voice was a little frightened, and said: "You say, my father, my father's injury, what kind of injury?" Miss Han listened and said suspiciously: "Uncle Linghu's old injury recurred, and my aunt told the good and evil martial arts colleagues to gather in Gushan Meizhuang to discuss the treatment of my uncle, and I Wudang also received the information, so my brother Songjian and I came to Hangzhou with Master Xuan Si Dao Chang and all my uncles." ”

Ling Hu Yusheng was calmer than before at this time, and asked: "What kind of injury? I have always been with my father, he has never fought with anyone, how can he be injured?" Miss Han took Ling Hu Yusheng's hand and slowly comforted: "I don't know very well, but I heard from the master that my uncle was injured when he was young, and he was later treated by Shaolin, and this time it should be a recurrence of the old injury." ”

Linghu Yusheng had never heard of his father's old injuries in the past, but it was also a fact that black and white gathered in Hangzhou, and the Wudang masters did not make up a reason to deceive their disciples, thinking that he had never seen his father after coming to Meizhuang, and his mother suddenly changed the previous rules that did not let him set foot in the rivers and lakes, but let him go around. He thought that he had grown up, and his mother felt that he could not always be sheltered under the wings of his parents, but now that he thinks about it, he does have a lot of suspicions, more like his parents don't want him to worry, and they are afraid that people will talk too much, so they deliberately split him apart.

Linghu Yusheng patted Miss Han's hand, said that she was fine, and said: "Miss Han, I'm fine, you first find an inn to live in, I am uneasy, I won't accompany you, I want to go back to Meizhuang overnight." Miss Han listened, took Linghu Yusheng's hand, and walked quickly to the west. "Miss Han, are you?" Ling Hu Yusheng was immediately interrupted by Miss Han when he opened his mouth: "Do you think I can still sleep here?"

Linghu Yusheng was led by Miss Han, and her heart was moved, and she couldn't shirk it anymore at the moment, and the two of them each performed light skills and ran in the direction of Meizhuang.

Seven days later, early in the morning, Hangzhou, Gushan, Meizhuang, in the guest room.

"Are you really not going to go back?" asked a man in his twenties dressed as a Taoist priest to the young girl in front of him. Miss Han's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had cried many times, she replied indifferently but resolutely: "Don't go back, brother, you can help me relay it to the master, thank you Wudang, thank the master for many years of teaching, please forgive me for not being able to serve his old man all the time, brother, you too, we have depended on each other since childhood, and you have always taken care of me, I know that I am very selfish in doing this, but I, I." Before Miss Han finished speaking, she was interrupted by the Songjian Taoist priest: "Don't say anything else, I understand any decision you make, I will say it to the master, and he will naturally understand, and it is not a parting of life and death, never to see each other again, Wudang, it has always been a source, not a return." You are older, since you have chosen your own path, you can rest assured to go, and when you are tired and tired, remember to go home and see. ”

Miss Han couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself into her brother's arms and cried: "Such a good fairy couple, is there really a so-called fairness in God, Brother Sheng, he is by his side now, only I am with him, no matter what, I will accompany him, brother, you are precious." Song Jian listened, and his eyes could not suppress the sadness, he gently patted the girl's back a few times, and said slowly: "Okay, you go and accompany him, the Shaolin monks have been chanting to Linghu Daxia and his wife for seven days, and today we will go back to Shaomu Mountain, we are also going to set off to return to Wudang today, you are good here, even if Yu Gong is concerned, we can't let Linghu Daxia's son go on and on, if he is like his mother, alas." With that, he let out a long sigh and turned to leave.

Miss Han looked at her brother's back, calmed down, thought for a long time, clenched her fists, as if she had made a decision, walked out of the door, and walked towards the inner room.

In the inner room, Ling Hu Yusheng has not entered for several days, relying on the internal force of the Jade Mixed Yuan that he has practiced since he was a child, and he is still supporting himself before he dies. The scene after returning to Meizhuang that day kept repeating in his eyes - the white cloth, the mourning hall, and the corpses of his parents. The words of the Shaolin monk kept echoing in his ears: "Ling Fox Daxia studied the Dafa of absorbing stars back then, and the heterogeneous collision in the body damaged the body meridians, although the Shaolin Yijin meridian was later channeled to return to the void and sort out the heterogeneous true qi in the body, but the damaged meridians could not be repaired, so that the injury to the meridians became more and more serious after more than 20 years, and finally became irreversible." People from all factions of our faction have discussed for many days and sought an opportunity for treatment for several days, but they still returned in vain, making the heroes of the Linghu Daxia generation suffer this karma, which is really sad. Mrs. Linghu has been treating her husband for many days, using all the true qi in her body, exhausting her mind, and the huge blow of Linghu Daxia, so that her heart is occluded, and her ears are exhausted, and she dies. He couldn't remember how the people of various factions mourned him and persuaded him to mourn and his parents' funeral, and his memories and thoughts and even the whole person seemed to be all gone at that moment. "Yes, it's gone, just like my parents, they don't care about themselves, it's gone, I'm going to be gone. Ling Hu Yusheng thought in his heart.