Outside Wuzhen, by Taihu Lake.

A bamboo house, simple and quiet. The remnant sun is like blood, the sunset reflects, inlaid a golden frame on the clouds on the horizon, Taihu Lake reflects the clouds on the horizon, and a few white-feathered waterfowl on the lake surface float lazily on the water.

On the edge of the reeds and grass stretching on the surface of the lake, a pair of mandarin ducks perched, snuggling up to each other, pecking each other's feathers with their beaks, presenting an intimate and warm picture.

Under the bamboo house, a pair of teenagers and girls stood side by side. It is not only looking at the mandarin ducks in the distance, but also occasionally looking up at the clouds in the sky.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, clean and tidy, with a good heroic air between his eyebrows, and a delicate wine jug hanging from his waist. But the flask is a little smooth and shiny, obviously the traces of time left by years of caressing.

The girl's red lips are ruddy, melon seed face, apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, shallow dimples are exposed on her cheeks, a white feather coat, gently blown by the breeze, and her hair hangs down her shoulders, soft and groomed very dignified and elegant. But there was a sadness in her eyes.

"Feiyang, what happened in Guqin Ju that day?" The young man came down from Danfeng Mountain, and Yun Feiyang, the disciple of Xie Yin, a drunken guest, was the girl who was the youngest daughter of Shangguan Hong, the owner of Guqin Ju.

After being washed in blood from Guqinju, they woke up in this bamboo house on the edge of Taihu Lake, and they didn't know who brought them here. But after waking up, Shangguan Ziyun found that Fu Xiqin was gone.

In the bamboo hut, there is healing medicine, rice grain, and everything that is used in daily life. After half a month of healing, they had gradually recovered from the Guqin residence at that time.

In the past half a month, Yun Feiyang and Shangguan Ziyun have understood each other and cherished each other, and their titles have changed from "Yun Shaoxia" and "Ziyun Girl" to "Feiyang" and "Ziyun".

But the doubts that always lingered in their hearts kept emerging: What happened in Guqinju that day? Who rescued them? Where did Fu Xiqin go?

A series of questions were asked by Shangguan Ziyun over and over again, and each time Yun Feiyang smiled indifferently and said, "Ziyun, after you fainted that day, I also fainted." When I woke up, I was in a bamboo house by the Taihu Lake. ”

Shangguan Ziyun will continue to ask, "Then who saved us?"

Yun Feiyang shook his head.

Today, under the sunset, the two stood in the evening breeze again, and Shangguan Ziyun asked the clouds again.

Yun Feiyang sighed slightly this time, "In that case, after we recover, let's leave the bamboo house and go to find Fu Xiqin." ”

Shangguan Ziyun also sighed "sigh": "Old thief Liu took these so-called martial arts righteous paths and killed one hundred and twenty-one lives of my Guqin Ju, I must make them pay for their blood debts, cough cough ......"

The words were a little excited, and they couldn't help but move their livers, which provoked Shangguan Ziyun to cough.

"Ziyun, don't be in a hurry, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late. This blood debt must be recovered!" Yun Feiyang comforted.

"Feiyang, how can I not be in a hurry? When I think of Guqinju, even my nephew who is three or two years old, has died tragically at the hands of these executioners, and I can't sleep well. After my father went out a month ago, he never came back, and I don't know if he was also poisoned. ”

Shangguan Ziyun was a little choked up as she spoke.

Yun Feiyang only has sympathy and comfort for her experience, and it is also thought that Guqin originally lived in the rivers and lakes and was famous. Almost overnight, it was wiped out, and all her relatives were killed.

"In this world, I don't have any relatives anymore!" Shangguan Ziyun originally had an extremely strong character, but she did encounter great changes, and for a while, she was immersed in pain.

Yun Feiyang had no choice but to continue to comfort: "Ziyun, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change." ”

Although he also knew that saying this was better than nothing, he didn't know how to comfort her. There are some pains, and only by oneself can we get out of the grief.

"Woo ......"

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Ziyun actually sobbed silently. Yun Feiyang could only rub his hands incorrectly, at a loss.

In the eighteen years, he has never been in contact with a girl on Danfeng Mountain, even if he is a girl, he has only seen descriptions of women from the poems and texts told by the master and some ancient books.

For example, Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", which reads: "...... Fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind......"

He can only rely on imagination, but after coming down from Danfeng Mountain, he has seen the world below the mountain and seen the girl. It was like a dream, and it turned out that the woman was like this.

Then when he came to Jiangnan, he saw many delicate girls, and he deeply understood that women can still be so beautiful, looking at those beautiful girls, he always makes his heart "thump".

He didn't know what it was like, could it be that what the "Book of Songs" said, "...... My Fair Lady, Gentleman ......"

Later, when he went to Guqinju and met Shangguan Ziyun, he was completely stunned by Shangguan Ziyun's fairy beauty. There was really a beautiful woman like a flower in the world, and at that moment, he only wanted to protect Shangguan Ziyun from harm.

“...... Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Neck stretch show, Hao quality is dewed, fragrant without addition, lead Huafu royal ......"

He can only use Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu" to describe Shangguan Ziyun in his mind, and he feels that the Luo Shen described by Cao Zhi back then is Shangguan Ziyun.

"Ziyun, don't be too upset. Whether you want to take revenge or find Fu Xiqin, I will be by your side, help you take revenge, and help you find Fu Xiqin. At this moment, Yun Feiyang had no choice but to state his position, which was to unswervingly help Shangguan Ziyun.

In fact, he didn't want Shangguan Ziyun to be hurt, he didn't know why, there was always some ignorant feelings surging in his heart, which always made his heart beat faster. Especially looking at Shangguan Ziyun's slender figure, he didn't understand that this kind of youthful feeling was called "Xinyi".

In any case, those sanctimonious hypocrites must not be allowed to hurt their "Luoshen" Shangguan Ziyun.

Shangguan Ziyun sobbed for a while, finally stopped crying, and instead smiled slightly, "Thank you, Feiyang!"

Yun Feiyang scratched the back of his head, and smiled a little, "Thank me for what, you have suffered so much, and it is natural for me to help you." ”

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