Want to run?

Liu Xi is not afraid of chasing people now, he can exercise his leg strength, if he can't catch up, throw a pill of the catastrophe pill down, and the gods will catch up.

However, chasing people with their feet is not enough.

This place is full of criss-crossing alleys, not to mention the small spacing between the houses, they all seem to be built in the same way, and the guy seems to be quite familiar with the terrain of this place.

"If you run so fast, it must be Batman. ”

After the Yellow River followed, panting.

"It's a pity, I ran away, search!"

After tossing for more than half an hour, Liu Xi could only say dejectedly: The arrest failed.

Is it a batman, Liu Xi doesn't know, and he hasn't seen a batman, but he judged that it shouldn't be, that guy is like a loach, the terrain is too familiar, and it should be someone who lives nearby.

The person didn't catch it, he was so thirsty, just right, he continued to drink tea, Liu Xi found another teahouse and drank tea.

The teahouse that Liu Xi and the Yellow River are looking for is called the Sihai Teahouse, and there is a storyteller in it, who tells the story of the north and south of Xinjiang, the mythological story of thousands of years ago, and after Liu Xi sat down, he didn't want to get up.

I've been in the north and south of Xinjiang for so long, there are no movies, no Internet cafes, no WeChat, no QQ, what do you want, I can't stand it, but now it's okay, there is a storyteller uncle who is full of emotion and foam, just as it is stand-up comedy, he listens to it with relish.

He sat in the teahouse for most of the day, and by the time he came out, it was already dark.

The Yellow River left in the afternoon, and the barracks had something to do, so they left first.

Out of the teahouse, Liu Xi went back to the courtyard to take a look, no one was grabbing, Liu Xi wanted to figure out what attracted the man in black to jump outside the courtyard.

During the day, when I saw it, I didn't see any movement.

The high fence is a low fence for Liu Xi, and he looked outside the wall for a while. This is a very quiet and beautiful private house, a three-story wooden building, a window on the third floor is not closed, the light is flickering, and the sound of pipa comes from inside.

Liu Xi listened for a while, and jumped a few times, he wanted to see who was playing the piano.

He thought the lute was playing beautifully.

The sound of the pipa is sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes tactful, sometimes smooth, sometimes squeal, sometimes cold, sometimes reverberatory.

He listened carefully.

The sound of the big strings of the lute is like the sound of rushing rain, and the sound of the small strings is like a whisper. After playing for a while, the sound was like the sound of large and small pearls falling on the jade plate. Then it turned like the cry of a yellow warbler sliding down the spring flowers, tactfully and freely. It is like a spring flowing.

Again, the sound is loud. Such as the sound of breaking silver bottles and the sound of bursting water slurry, and like the sound of knights riding horses and highlighting the collision of swords and guns.

The one above must be a superb artist.

No matter how tall Liu Xi is, it is impossible to be taller than three floors. On the opposite side of the window, there is a towering ancient tree, Liu Xi effortlessly climbed the trunk and stood on tiptoe to look at the third floor.

Tonight, the moonlight is hanging high, and a beautiful woman is sitting at the window, facing the bright moon, playing, but unfortunately, there are potted flowers on the windowsill, blocking the face of the beauty.

Liu Xi didn't have much research on music, and with his feelings, this beauty seemed to be missing someone, and he sounded a lyric: Moon in the sky.

Green gauze skirt and white feather fan

The pearl curtain is open and the moon is full

Long drive the red fire into the bead curtain

The infinite desert is like fog, not fog, like smoke and not smoke

Silent night thoughts can't be dispelled

The sound of the wind is small, and the candles are chaotic

When the acacia is thick, the heart fades

One day, the green glow floats into the crystal chain

There are lovesick strings in the heart

Refers to the delicate and delicate heart is reinstated

It has never been a good night, and it is only long to hate green silk

The green silk is long and sits with a companion to watch the moon in the sky.

Hey, listening to the pipa also hears so many thoughts, it's not something a bear should do, let's go.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting not far away: There is a thief in the tree!

Liu Xi panicked, slipped down the tree, and at the moment he slid down, the woman stood up, Liu Xi saw her appearance clearly, but it was Lu Mengwan, the owner of the Tang Leisure Hall.

On the other side, five or six figures rushed towards them with sticks.

Liu Xi didn't dare to fight, his face was bigger than the sky, if people knew that he was hiding in a tree and peeping, no matter what the motive was, his reputation would not be good.

He walked away from standing, on all fours, and fled in a panic from the shadows of the bush house.

Liu Xi flew on the street for a while, feeling that the bear's heart was still beating hard, what is called a thief's weak heart, maybe this is it, but he didn't do anything, why was he so scared?

He smiled self-deprecatingly and prepared to go back to the Dadu Temple.

He ran too fast, and he got lost again.

This is not the main road, he found a house, carefully asked for directions, and continued to walk back.