This fresh taste is the same as the Longjing tea leaves that are washed up and down in the white porcelain cup after being washed away by the spring water, up and down, dancing in the most beautiful posture of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night". The charming taste can be called sweet and fragrant like an orchid, secluded but not watery, sipping indifferently, seemingly tasteless, and after drinking, a sense of harmony permeates heaven and between the lips and teeth.

Such a light and tasteless taste, that is the ultimate taste.

As long as it is even once, this life will definitely be unforgettable.

In the quiet night, with bursts of elegant floral raindrops, quietly dripping on the window lattice of the Listening Rain Pavilion, making a gentle knocking sound. The voice was so gentle that it was even reminiscent of a man who was as warm as water, staring at his wife's knotted hair with affectionate eyes while his wife was asleep, and gently brushing his wife's smooth hair with his hands with pity.

That kind of attitude is really annoying.

Listening to the rain pavilion, the windows are closed, and the rain curtain like a silver curtain is isolated, which is quite ruthless.

But it's just a window, but inside and outside the window are two worlds.

Outside the window, it is quiet and serene.

Inside the window, there was a tense and intense atmosphere wafting in the air, and it seemed that everyone's heartstrings were tensed, like a prisoner waiting for a verdict, and the mood was anxious.

"Brother, I took care of everything you ordered. ”

Zilu said to the light green jade pendant, and Qin Jue was also waiting for Mengyu's next instructions.

"Well, you go find a white ceramic spoon first, and I'll check and accept your results first. If not, you'll have to start all over again. ”

Dream Feather only made a sound, but the phantom did not manifest in the room.

"Oh, brother, you wait first, I'll look for it. ”

Zilu got Mengyu's instructions and immediately went to the kitchen and rummaged through.

At this time, in the room, only Qin Jue and the pot of medicinal juice were left looking at each other.

It seemed that all of a sudden, there was a hint of rust in the room.

Qin Jue couldn't help but shudder, he didn't know what kind of situation he would face next, it seemed that everything was so full of uncertainty.

Sometimes, Qin Jue also feels very lost, where is her future?

Why do you want to practice the piano to improve your cultivation?

What is the way forward?

These troubles of one teenager after another set up camp in Qin Jue's heart, but no one gave them favorable guidance.

In fact, this is no wonder of Qin Jue's master and uncle, and it is no wonder of everyone.

Now, on the shoulders of Qin Jue's master and uncle, what is pressed is the life of the world, and the life and death of the Jingting faction, who will have leisure time to pay attention to such troubles of teenagers who are not worth mentioning in the first place?

Suddenly, Qin Jue felt a little lonely.

In the room, it was horribly quiet.

The sound of raindrops hitting the window lattice was very clear at this time.

But the sound was like a heavy drumstick at this time, beating the young Qin Jue's confused heart.

However, before the teenager didn't know the taste of sorrow, the teenager who was worried about the new words came out of the confusion, and Zilu came back.

Because of his master's affairs, a group of people were busy. Qin Jue was really embarrassed to cause trouble to everyone again, so she quickly put away her confused look.

Qin Jue deliberately took care of Ming * Yu in her heart, and she was very grateful.

The whole thing is that his cultivation is too low, which caused the delay in his master's treatment, but Meng Yu said that it was his master's responsibility.

For Mengyu's care, Qin Jue only said that there was a fierce warm current flowing through her heart.

Meng Yu has always been so considerate of others, so much so that sometimes he unconsciously thinks of his sunny face and the way he spits lotus flowers and witty words.

Zilu was a little depressed, and after rummaging through the cabinets, she found a pure white spoon with no pattern.

It's just that he was disgraced because of this.

"Hey~"

After coming back, looking at Zilu's somewhat embarrassed appearance, Qin Jue, who was still a little lonely in her heart, was obviously amused by Zilu.

I couldn't help but laugh, but it still kept my voice down.

Otherwise, that guy is going to blow up again!

"Well, put the white spoon in the concoction, take a spoonful out, and place it next to the candle. ”

Sensing that Zilu was back, Meng Yu also said as he turned into an illusion.

"Oh, got it, brother. ”

Zilu followed Mengyu's instructions and placed the spoon full of medicinal juice next to the candlelight.

Dream Feather floated in and took a closer look.

The color of the medicinal juice is translucent and ruddy, with a jade-like luster, and when you smell it carefully, there is a strong medicinal smell.

"Well, it did a good job. ”

Meng Yu nodded with satisfaction.

"Great! No need to rework, it scares the hell out of me!"

The time for Mengyu's examination was not short, and it caused both Zilu and Qin Jue to raise their hearts to their throats, but Zilu was not as nervous as Qin Jue.

As soon as she heard Meng Yu's confirmation voice, Qin Jue immediately touched her little heart, which was almost frightened.

After all, the time to boil the medicine is a little longer, right?

If you repeat it a few more times, I'm afraid there won't be much time left, right?

"Xiao Jue, your guts are too small, aren't you? Aren't you a coward?

Meng Yu smiled and teased maliciously.

“......”

In the face of Meng Yu's ridicule, Qin Jue, whose cheeks were slightly red, lowered his head and remained silent, but he was actually speechless.

Belch...

Brother Mengyu is really...

Why are you telling the truth?

"Brother, can we take care of it?"

Zilu's face was full of disgust, plus her face was helpless, and she was also speechless.

"Cough ~ cough ~ cough ~ Okay, okay. Don't play, don't play, you two are not very old, why do you always look old-fashioned? It's so boring!"

Meng Yu coughed a few times a little uncomfortably, feeling very depressed by being besieged by these two little guys, so he said angrily.

"Brother~ Can we finish our business first and then play?"

Zilu's heart is broken at this moment.

"Boring!"

This is Mengyu's conclusion.

"You're boring!"

Zilu is very depressed, Mengyu, this guy, is definitely chattering!

Qin Jiang is not here, this guy's illness can't be controlled!

Belch...

I don't love it when I'm tired!

This thing is sick, and it must be cured!!

"You're boring and boring!"

Meng Yu is worried that no one is arguing!

Stay in Jade Perry every day, no one to play with, everyone is going to grow mushrooms!

Meng Yu's heart is a face that has no sincerity.

Zilu, who is a child's heart, can't stand Meng Yu's agitation method, and this time she has fallen into a trap!

What do you think?

Master, I'm happy!

Qin Jue said I didn't see it, I didn't know, just because I didn't exist......

"You're boring and boring!"

Then, Zilu seemed to forget the so-called business in her mouth, and started a war of words with Mengyu.

"You're boring, boring, and vexatious!"

Meng Yu turned his face to the side and said arrogantly.

"You're boring, boring, and vexatious!"

Zilu also replied unceremoniously.

Qin Jue, who was sandwiched between the two, didn't know what to do, only his head was full of black lines.

"Zilu, Brother Mengyu, don't quarrel, it's important to get down to business!"

Qin Jue said with some grievances.

It is the two of them who are serious about the matter, and it is also the two of them who quarrel for no reason.

Ay... Why is your heart so congested?

I don't love it when I'm tired......

All kinds of heart congestion......

"Yes, Xiao Jue is right, the business is important, and I shouldn't mess with you unreasonably!"

Meng Yu pouted and said.

"What the master said is right, do you still need to say it?"

Zilu instinctively replied.

Qin Jue only felt that there were more black lines on her head......

I had to helplessly hold my forehead, frowning deeply, deeply feeling the cruelty of the world......

At this time, Mengyu Zilu was in a place where Qin Jue couldn't see, looking at each other and smiling.

"Okay~ Xiao Jue, I was joking with Xiao Lu just now. It's just that I want to make it easier for you. After all, that's what happened next......"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Meng Yu lowered one side of his eyebrows, and stopped talking.

Actually, it's better if Meng Yu doesn't explain!

explained, but Qin Jue didn't know what to say.

Are you still the kind of three-year-old who doesn't do anything more?

“... What's next?"

At this time, Qin Jue had a solemnity between his eyebrows as if he was about to die generously, but there was a bit of Qinjiang's style and bones that were under heavy burdens.

"Next, it is to let Xiao Jue be reborn and become a real pianist. ”

Meng Yu restrained Fang Cai's joking posture and said dignified and solemn.

There's no talent, so frivolous.

“... What do you mean?"

Qin Jue was very puzzled.

What does this Mengyu brother mean?

Could it be that I have been practicing the piano for so many years, and I have practiced in vain?

What does it mean to be reborn?

This rebirth, doesn't it mean that feathering and ascending to immortals?

What does it mean to be a real luthier?

Wasn't he a piano player before?

"Xiao Jue should know that the most important thing for this person who practices the piano is the flexibility of his hands. In the past few days, I have observed you practicing the piano and found some things. The reason why Xiao Jue's cultivation is always unable to improve quickly is that there are some problems with the master's guidance method, and the other is that Xiao Jue's hands are too stiff. I've always told you that your hands move with your heart, and your hands move with your heart, but you just can't do it. Later, after I looked closely, I didn't blame you. After all, among these tens of thousands of people, it is not possible to find people who are as flexible as their masters. To be fair, Xiao Jue, the flexibility of your hands can already be regarded as middle to upper-class. Originally, it was possible to take it slowly. Can... Isn't this the reason for this? I inquired about the recipe that the previous master left here before, and this recipe with a certain technique can make Xiao Jue's hands softer, so that you can hand over the skills of "Tianzun's Song" to you, so that you can quickly learn to play. Although it is not very powerful, it doesn't matter much. After all, this is saving people, not killing people, and it doesn't require such a strong flow of spiritual power. ”

Meng Yu patiently explained.

"Oh, I see, Brother Mengyu. ”

Qin Jue nodded obediently.