Chapter 227: The old monk's bamboo does not belong to the old monk

How have you been doing during this time?"

Sitting casually on the somewhat cold floor, Li Si supported his neck with one hand, looked at the Shuhu Girl with his forehead sideways, and asked without a word.

Compared to him, the sitting posture of the Shuhu Nu can be said to be very fair, she kneels meticulously on the soft collapse, puts her hands in front of her knees, her back is straight, and her neck hangs slightly.

"It's not bad, as you said before, this river and lake does have a thousand faces. ”

To Li Si's question, she replied like this.

"Really?" Li Si smiled and closed his eyes lightly, casually brushing the hair that hung down to the side of his face, and continued to ask.

"And what are you going to do in it?"

"Be chivalrous. The Shuhu Girl looked at the empty Buddha altar without squinting and said these four words.

"Poof. In the Buddha hall, there was a light laugh from Li Si.

"What's wrong?" the Tiger Girl's face turned red, but she still maintained a calm look, turned her head to look at Li Si and asked.

"Nothing. Li Sixiao bent over, waved his hand and said.

"I just think it's kind of cute that you can say something like that without changing your face. ”

“······” The Tiger Girl's face should have turned a little redder, she didn't speak again, and moved her gaze back to the altar again.

I must admit that she was a little annoyed, because she felt that she was obviously talking to Li Si seriously, but this person was always so out of tune, and even laughed at her.

How could Li Si not see the mind of the Shuhu Girl, he put his hand on her cold face and poked it, and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, cousin teased you, it's good to be chivalrous, at least decent, it's much better than a ninth-rate like me. ”

He looked like he was teasing a child.

But in fact, it's true, the Shuhu Girl was originally a child in his eyes.

Although the Shuhu girl is now twenty-eight or nineteen years old, in the eyes of Li Si, who has lived for two lifetimes, this age is still no different from a child.

What's more, in today's world where almost everyone can live for more than two hundred years, twenty or thirty years old is really not too old to be too old.

Compared with the people in the previous life, it may be similar to a young man of fifteen or sixteen. Not to mention that it's too big, it's not an adult yet.

"Who said you were indecent. However, when the Shuhu Girl listened to Li Si's words, she suddenly looked cold, and silently pushed out the sword at her waist.

She should have mistakenly thought that someone outside was talking about Li Si's rumors again.

"Uh. Li Si was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly smiled and waved his hand and said.

"Nobody said that, it's just that I'm laughing at myself, laughing at myself. ”

Hearing Li Si say this, the face of the Shuhu Nu softened a little, but then she looked at Li Si seriously and said.

"You're no less than ninth-rate. ”

She is really the same as before, often in some strange places with some inexplicable insistence.

Li Si smiled bitterly, touched his nose and said.

"Well, I'm not going to talk about it anymore. ”

"Hmm. The Tiger Girl replied softly.

Then, as if she thought of something again, she took out a flute from her arms, put it in Li Si's hand and said.

"Play the flute. ”

The color of this flute looks a little yellowish, and I think it is already old.

Li Si didn't recognize it at the first time, this is the one he gave to Shuhu Nu back then.

After all, the flute was just made of ordinary bamboo and wood, and he didn't expect it to be preserved until now.

"Eh, why do you suddenly want me to play the flute?" asked Li Si, who was a little puzzled.

"I want to hear it. The Tiger Girl always said calmly, and there was hardly any ripple in her tone.

"Okay. Li Si smiled, shrugged his shoulders, put the flute to his mouth and blew it.

The melodious flute sound resounded in the ancient temple, tactful and ethereal, accompanied by the birds and birds in the distant mountains, and did not go for a long time. The aftermath lingers between the beams, with the artistic conception of the year.

The Tiger Girl sat quietly, her expression gradually softened in the sound of the flute, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, and she closed her eyes with a smile that was so shallow that she could barely see clearly.

For her, Li Si's flute can always calm her down, forget the desert, forget the rivers and lakes, forget everything, and it seems that she only needs to sit quietly and don't have to think about anything anymore.

In other words, as long as she stays by Li Si's side, she will have such a feeling.

Because Li Si always seemed to be able to solve all the problems, and then smiled heartlessly and continued to take her to find new troubles.

So, don't look at this person always looking out of tune, in fact, he is still very reliable, Shuhu Nu has always felt like this.

I don't know what Li Si would think if he knew that he had such a high opinion in the heart of the Shuhu Girl.

In short, he didn't know at this time. He thinks that he has lived for so many years, and he should be in the hearts of many people. But in fact, he is simply a rotten wood, and he can't understand anything.

After the song was blown, the old monk walked in from outside at the right time, holding a food bowl in his hand, and put it in front of Li Si and said.

"Master Li, it's time to eat. ”

"Hah, I just happened to be hungry. Li Si put down the flute with a smile, patted his stomach and said.

Then he picked up a small steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shuhu Nu opened her eyes, glanced at the bamboo flute that was casually put aside by Li Si, shook her head and smiled, reached out and picked it up, wiped it carefully, wrapped it in a silk scarf, and put it back in her arms.

She cleaned it up quite carefully, and it was no wonder that such an ordinary flute could be kept by her until now.

But at this time, Li Si, who was sitting next to her and eating, said suddenly.

"This flute has been used for ten years, it is old, and the sound is not good. If you like it, I'll make you a new one, with some good materials, and the music will sound better. I remember that the monk planted a bitter bamboo forest in the back mountain, and tomorrow we can go and cut some back, make a few more, and pick another good one. Let me tell you, the sound of a flute made of bitter bamboo is much smoother than that made of purple bamboo······"

Li Si was eating and chattering, not caring at all that the old monk was sitting in front of him at this time, planning the bamboo forest openly.

The Tiger Girl sat there, looking stunned for a moment.

Then she laughed a little.

This time she smiled clearly and sweetly. Maybe it's because she rarely laughs like this, so in this rare smile, too many colors that were not in the past are integrated, so that everything is bright and moving.

She thought that Li Si had forgotten this flute a long time ago, but she didn't expect him to remember it.

"Eat your meal. ”

When she came back to her senses, the Shuhu Girl hurriedly put away the smile on her face and replied coldly.

She didn't want Li Si to see her joy and anger, lest this person come to tease her again.

For Li Si, it is better to give him a few less colors, this is the experience that the old monk told her, and she thinks it is still very reasonable.

As for the monk who passed away sitting on the other side, he couldn't cry or laugh.

It's obviously his bamboo, so how can you say that you cut it?

(End of chapter)