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www.xSHUOTXT.Com the third test of the night rain will be carried out in half a month, and the valley seems to fall into silence and peace again.

However, there seemed to be something unspeakable about the Breeze Layman. Since he returned to the valley, his expression has changed strangely from time to time, and he has even gone to find the three of them alone several times. No one knew what they were talking about, but each time he left the Celestial Ion dwellings with a dejected expression.

Celestial ions are also a face of contemplation.

Ten days after the test of the night and the rain, the Qingfeng monk came to the council hall again worried. Seven sets of tables and chairs, a long table, seven sè brocade boxes, a gray-robed Taoist, two monks, and one qiē as usual.

"Big brother. The Qingfeng Monk softly shouted out to the Heavenly Ions in the Meditation.

"Sixth brother, you're here, sit down, don't stand!" Tianion looked sideways at Qingfeng Jushi and waved his hand.

"Big brother, I've seen the stars continuously, and I'm still very worried. That thing ......" Qingfeng was slightly impetuous, and it was obvious that what he was referring to had deeply troubled him.

"Sixth brother, is that still the case? Brother Wei has also divined several times in a row, but each time he has not been able to get results, it seems that this matter is beyond the power of man!"

"But...... Big brother, don't you think this matter is weird? The current Jianghu martial arts seem to be a little stupid, I ......" Qingfeng Jushi wanted to say something more, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Needless to say, you and I are powerless with this vision. It's all providential, so why do we have to go against the sky?" said Celestial Ion with a frown.

Qingfeng Jushi's face was depressed, as if an old man who had gone through vicissitudes of life was sitting there weakly. All he could do was wait boringly, silently observing the turmoil outside, and then calmly meet the impending crisis.

The rules of the valley restrict the people in the valley, and each of the major valley owners can only go out of the valley once every four years, and each time they can go out of the valley for more than one year. This is a contract made between the ancestors of the valley and a certain alien, and if you disobey the valley, you will face destruction.

This strict rule is like a curse deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the past valley owners, no one knows if it will work, and no one is willing to disobey it, preferring to believe that it has been held for hundreds of years.

Qingfeng Jushi reluctantly got up and walked out of the meeting hall, a vicissitudes of life covering his whole body.

The sick-looking old monk Huixin Zen Master opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly worried, and he said calmly: "Old Tao, the words of the layman are not unreasonable. His stargazing magic that night was so wonderful that it could be said that he had never missed it. If it is not bad, then it will be extremely unfavorable to this valley, and it seems a little inappropriate for us to sit idly by and ignore it!"

"I've thought about this poor road, but compared to the future of the entire valley, the rules still can't be broken. It's a blessing or a curse, and we can't avoid it, so why should we cultivators seek to cause trouble. After speaking, Tianion closed his eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts, and crossed his knees again.

Zen Master Huixin shook his head noncommittally, sighed lightly, and closed his eyes.

Qingfeng Jushi walked in a trance among the flowers and plants, and unconsciously came to Mei Lingxuan's jīng to the small building, he silently looked at this familiar and friendly small building, full of emotion.

Over the years, he has come to this small building intentionally or unintentionally to stop and look at each other, and there are two people living in the building that make him worry about him at night.

The morning breeze blew up the corner of the blue robe, and the breeze monk fell into the memories of the past—the charming face, the beautiful back, the shallow dimples......

The sound of the piano came faintly, echoing in the four fields, slightly immature, but innocent and ethereal.

"Well, it's not a lot of progress, it's not sophisticated enough, but it's also a different flavor. The breeze monk muttered to himself. He raised his eyes and looked away at the place where the voice came from, a delicate back standing among the flowers, and a young man with a weak crown stroked the guqin.

Qingfeng Jushi shook his head slightly, dispelling the idea of stepping forward. He turned to leave, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, flowing and free.

"No matter what, I will definitely protect you, Ling Xuan, Yu'er. The Qingfeng Monk secretly made up his mind.

He had a premonition that an unprecedented danger was gradually looming over the valley, a feeling of danger that he had never encountered before, as if he was about to lose something, and he was powerless to change it.

These days, Mei Lingxuan has spared no effort to strengthen Qiu Yeyu's piano skills, practicing the piano for three hours a day, listening to the piano and learning the piano for three hours, resting and meditating for three hours, and only allowing Qiu Yeyu to arrange it himself for three hours.

Mei Lingxuan nodded her head lightly, with a rare look of sternness, and said softly: "You continue to play, and today you still practice the 'Plum Blossom Three Alleys'." Wan'er will bring you food at noon, and I will show you in person two hours later. It's only a few days left, don't be lazy!"

"Yes...... Auntie, child...... Don't dare!" Qiu Yeyu had never seen Mei Lingxuan who was so strict, and he became nervous for a while.

In his consciousness, Mei Lingxuan has always been gentle and gentle, but these days Mei Lingxuan is abnormal, how can he not be surprised.

"Hmm!" Mei Lingxuan didn't say anything more, turned her head and looked out of the courtyard, not knowing what she was looking for.

As if she had found nothing, Mei Lingxuan turned around as if she had lost something, and walked into the small building with the corner of her clothes lightly.

Qiu Yeyu was in a daze for a while: "What's wrong with my aunt these days?"

Qiu Yeyu regained his mind, and a song "Plum Blossom Three Alleys" floated faintly......

Before you know it, it's noon.

The maidservant Wan'er appeared in the courtyard full of plum blossoms with a small bamboo basket and walked straight to the small stone table.

Wan'er is not outstanding, and her simple face makes people have no sense of distance.

When Qiu Yeyu was brought into the valley by Mei Lingxuan, the maid Wan'er was only six years old, so it can be said that Qiu Yeyu grew up with her. Qiu Yeyu's life and diet are also cooked by her, and the relationship between the two is more like a brother and sister, and he has always been commensurate with his sister.

"Young master, young master!" Wan'er walked up to Qiu Yeyu, who was still concentrating on stroking the qin, and called softly twice.

Qiu Yeyu was still deeply immersed in the world of the guqin for a while, and he didn't hear a word about Wan'er's call. In front of his eyes, he saw an endless sea of flowers, countless colorful butterflies, and his dearest aunt and Qingfeng monk wandering in the sea of flowers.

Wan'er stared at Qiu Yeyu for a while, then walked back to the stone table and sat down, waiting for Qiu Yeyu to finish this song.

Suddenly, the tune of the piano changed, and a strange and demonic aura permeated. The originally gentle sound of the piano became erratic, and a strange evil smile appeared on Qiu Yeyu's face.

The maidservant Wan'er's heart jumped, she didn't know what was going on, and stared nervously at Qiu Yeyu's every move.

"Huh!" a white air rushed out from the strings and fingertips, hitting a snow plum not far away.

"Sha!" The white air flow scattered on the branches of the snow plum, and countless snow-white plum blossom petals scattered and floated down from the tree, like snow drifting.

At the same time, Qiu Yeyu's ten fingers were shaken off the strings by a strong rebound force, and his body leaned back almost to the ground.

Qiu Yeyu quickly sat up again, looked at his hands suspiciously, and observed the guqin uncertainly, but could not find anything wrong.

When he saw the snow-white petals all over the ground in front of him, he was even more puzzled, as if he didn't even realize what had just happened.

"Young master, what's wrong with you, are you okay, your expression is so weird?" Wan'er ran to Qiu Yeyu and looked at Qiu Yeyu nervously, her worry overflowing.

"I'm fine!Sister Wan'er, what happened just now?Why did the snow plum blossoms fall all over the ground, how sad my aunt will be when she sees it, this is my aunt's favorite!" Qiu Yeyu seemed to have seen Mei Lingxuan's sad look, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Young Master, this ...... I don't know either!" Wan'er didn't know why she didn't want to tell her the truth about the night.

"It's better not to tell Young Master, otherwise he will blame himself even more. The maidservant Wan'er thought in her heart.

Qiu Yeyu turned his hands into circles and gently pushed them under the snow plum tree. A faint air flow flew out, gently rolling up the snow plum petals all over the ground, swirling and fluttering in mid-air, echoing throughout the courtyard, and finally scattered and scattered all over the garden, like a brocade and picturesque.

"Young master, what are you ......" The maidservant Wan'er looked at Qiu Yeyu in confusion and stepped forward worriedly.

"Sister Wan'er is here to bring me food, so hungry?" Qiu Yeyu made a gesture to ask for lunch, as if he had turned back into that naughty teenager.

"Hmmm......"