In fact, Qing Huan's behavior in Qinghe Yueju was learned from the book, I remember that she read a book "Strange Tales", which wrote a lot of stories about talented and beautiful people, talents, white-faced scholars, and beautiful women, are those delicate and soft, seductive beauty goblins, beautiful goblins and white-faced scholars fell in love at first sight, and then lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

Qing Huan shook her head, how could she be so strange to compare herself to a goblin, and besides, "Mo Sang" was not a white-faced scholar, but just an illusion fabricated in her dreams.

Look, Qing Huan is still very sober.

Although in the past few days, she has been getting along with "Mo Sang" day and night every day, but she has never done anything wrong, she has deeply reflected, and she can't do whatever she wants to him just because this "Mo Sang" is a dummy she imagined, which is not right.

"Mo Sang!" Qing Huan shouted, spreading his legs and running over.

Mo Sang shook his head helplessly, but he still caught her, Qing Huan jumped on top of him like a koala, and hugged him.

It's as if someone just said that there can't be anything wrong.

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: Anyway, she imagined it, and it wasn't like this for real people, so it wasn't too much.

Mo Sang sighed: Not only do you have to listen to someone talk about "great deeds" for several hours every day, but you also have to be eaten occasionally with a bite of tofu.

But he was clearly enjoying it, and the time to leave the "Six Dreams of Floating Life" was delayed again and again, under the pretext that he was looking for a bunch of piles.

Qing Huan blinked his eyes and said, "Mo Sang, you promised to teach me to play the piano yesterday, but you can't talk and don't count." ”

Mo Sang: "...... Okay, you come down first. ”

Qing Huan used to mention piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, no matter what it was, it gave her a headache, and when she learned, it hurt either here or there, but now she suddenly became interested.

Although the small bamboo house looks very simple, although the sparrow is small and has all the organs, it is not even bad in the piano room.

"Cangming Jiaowei Qin?" Mo Sang squinted, no matter how he looked at it, the piano in front of him was clearly "Cangming".

"Cangming" has not been seen for many years, since the death of the Five Extremes God of War, it has disappeared with its owner, the reason why he recognized this qin is that he got a look from the "Void Eye" of the master.

But how could "Cangming" appear in Qinghuan's fantasy.

Don't......

Seeing him stop, Qing Huan looked strange: "Why don't you play, there is something wrong with this piano?"

Mo Sang looked directly into her eyes and asked, "Qing Huan, have you seen this qin in the Guanghan Palace?"

Qing Huan was puzzled, looked at him and then at the qin, and thought for a while and said, "No, the appearance of this qin is what I dreamed of." He also said: "What a mess, now it is also my dream, naturally there will be this piano, its name is Changli, what is not vicissitudes, you are in my dream, how can you change their names." ”

The corners of Mo Sang's eyes jumped, and he didn't say more, caressing on the strings, twisting and picking the hook, with the continuous change of fingers, the beautiful notes slowly flowed, sometimes crisp and thin, such as a gentle breeze blowing through a hundred miles of bamboo forest, sometimes euphemistic and continuous, such as a mountain spring in the valley winding down, sometimes affectionately whispering, such as a beloved whispering in the ear.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Qing Huan's heart tightened, and he asked, "Why did it stop?"

Mo Sang was stunned, and unconsciously, it was that song that was played.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

As if the strings were going to burn, he quickly retracted, shaking his head, self-denial.

No, no......

But Rao shook his head into a rattle, but the words of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" came to his mind.

There is a beauty, see it and never forget, don't see it for a day, think like crazy, the phoenix soars, the four seas seek the phoenix, the helpless beauty is not there......

Qing Huan saw that he was stunned, and stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "Mosang? Mosang....."

The voice seemed to come from afar, hitting the heart, Mo Sang looked at the woman called Qinghuan in front of her in a daze, a little confused, is this her mirror, or her own.

He has always been calm and unshakable, and when he passed the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" trial before, it was clear that he was like taking something in his pocket, and he was extremely relaxed, how could he be confused by such an illusion.

If you don't get lost, how can you .....

Qing Huan saw that "Mo Sang" looked stunned, pulled up his right ear, and shouted loudly: "Mo Sang——"

Under the brutal sonic attack, Mo Sang came back to his senses and frowned, "Be quiet." ”

Seeing that he finally had some reaction, Qing Huan let go of his hand: "It's really strange, why are you still in a daze and ignore people in my dreams, shouldn't it be what I say and what you do?"

Mo Sangbai glanced at her: "It's not your puppet." ”

Qing Huan went back in vain: "Alas, I'm so miserable, I can't even control the dummy in my dream, and I know how to talk back to me." ”

Mo Sang ignored it and continued to play the piano, but it was not "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

Qing Huan pestled his chin and asked, "Did you change the tune?"

Mo Sang nodded slightly, his face calm and calm, but the cheerful sound of his subordinates revealed his mood.

Qing Huan was unhappy: "Why, I like the song just now, change it back." ”

Mo Sang was unmoved, leisurely.

Qinghuan escalated unhappily, and pouted: "I said to change back, this is my dream, you have to listen to me." ”

The sound of the piano is sometimes urgent and slow, sometimes rising and sometimes suppressing, such as a pearl bursting in the jade plate, crying in the pandan, the phoenix singing in the East Mountain, and the dragon roaring in the sky.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

This time, it was thanks to Qinghuan, and I saw her clapping one hand on the strings, making a deep "hum" sound, and said angrily: "Mo Sang!"

Mo Sang stopped and said with a smile: "The little girl is not very old, and her temper is not small. He also said: "This piece is called "Returning", calm down, listen carefully, and then make judgments." ”

said something very patiently, Qing Huan could listen to others, and sat back obediently.

With a flick of the hand, the strings move, and the sound of the piano resumes.

Mo Sang didn't expect that the piano under his hand was indeed "Cangming", and it was not born from a fantasy.

As soon as "Cangming" moved, the Qinghua God of War closest to it was the first to react.

Qin Yan a carp stood up and rushed out, not even the strap of the robe had time to tie, and flew around Zhongnan Mountain, but there was no sound of "Cangming", trying to recall that it was his "Shangxuan" sword that sensed the "Cangming" qin, "Shangxuan" was originally called "Qingming", and the "Cangming" qin was made of the same spirit stone, after that incident, Qin Yan reshaped the "Qingming" sword and renamed it "Shangxuan", but even if it was reshaped hundreds of times, his "Shangxuan" would not admit his mistake.

The "Cangming" piano has been sealed for many years, and now the string sound has reappeared, if he expected, it must have something to do with the little girl, but he searched all over Zhongnan Mountain, and he didn't notice her breath, and even the "Shangxuan" sword fell silent.

Didn't you get caught?

Qin Yan was angry, but fortunately, Qi Su arrived in time and stopped him, otherwise with his explosive temper, he didn't know how much trouble he would have caused.

That day, Qing Huan heard a conversation between two people, and the two were Qin Yan and Qi Su.

Qi Su stopped Qin Yan's footsteps: "God." ”

Qin Yan gritted his teeth: "Say!"

Qi Su hurriedly said: "Qing Huan is now in the 'Six Dreams of Floating Life', Xiaoxian has been watching, and she has not yet seen her come out. ”

On weekdays, it doesn't matter how Qi Su says some jokes, but if Qin Yan is angry, he must not touch the scales again, and he must follow the hair to appease.