After Han Xing hid Chen Rang on Xie Tangmen's cart, he ran in the other direction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard behind him, and he could only turn to the narrow alley, slowing down his pursuers.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to hold back the pursuers, buy time for Xie Tangmian and Chen Rang, and get out of the city smoothly. As for how he got out, he didn't care. First, even if the people of Qinglong Villa catch him, out of his affection for Qinglong Villa and the morality of the rivers and lakes, they will not treat him well, but they can't take care of Chen Rang anymore; second, he has Nirvana Divine Skill, as long as he is near the city wall fifty meters, he can use Nirvana Divine Skill to resurrect and get out.

Han Xing panicked and got into a dead end, but fortunately the alley was not deep, and he had more choices. With the help of the internal force generated by the Nine Tribulations Demon Skill, he concentrated on his hands and feet, and used his hands and feet to quickly turn into a mansion with the power of the shock between the two walls.

Soon there was the sound of horses' hooves galloping past outside the house.

There were a lot of clothes drying in the courtyard of the house, and there were clothes, shoes and hats. Han Xing took a closer look, and there happened to be a set of clothes that fit well. He simply changed into someone else's clothes. In a short time, a dusty monk became a handsome scholar. Han Xing didn't dare to stay here, and after the pursuers of Qinglong Mountain Villa reacted for a while, they would return here to investigate, and once they ran into it, Han Xing's plan to delay time would almost be declared a failure. He resolutely chose to continue the transfer of ownership, but before leaving, he kept all the broken silver on his body as compensation for the clothes.

Han Xing's luck was good, and he didn't even meet anyone in a few mansions. But he often walked by the river, how could he not get his shoes wet, no, he hurriedly climbed into a mansion, and he did not look into the courtyard when he was at the head of the wall. As soon as he jumped off the wall, he regretted it.

In the pavilion in the courtyard sat a woman dressed in a bright yellow satin robe, looking like she had not left the pavilion. At this time, the woman was sitting in front of a guqin, as if she was about to stroke the qin. I saw that if she pointed to the green onion roots, and if she had Zhu Dan in her mouth, although she was not a beauty who captivated the country and the city, she could be regarded as a small jasper.

Hanxing and the woman were only separated by a small pond the size of a few steps, and the two of them were staring at each other.

The woman was not like an ordinary woman, and she would scream when she saw a strange man break into her house. She looked at Han Xing seriously before she asked softly, "Why did Childe trespass into my house?"

Han Xing was glad that the other party didn't scream, otherwise he would have to alarm the nearby pursuers, and all his efforts would be in vain.

When Han Xing heard the other party's question, he opened his mouth and replied: "I heard the sound of the piano outside the courtyard, and I happened to think of a new song, so I wanted to give it a try, and I was surprised by the girl, please forgive me!"

The woman obviously didn't believe it, "The little girl hasn't touched the piano, where did the son hear the sound of the piano?"

Han Xing pretended to brag with others on the Internet back then, and knew a little bit about everything, although he was not proficient, but he could be regarded as a panacea. He said calmly: "When I smell the fragrance of the incense burner in front of the girl, the sound of the piano will sound in my heart." ”

"I see, it's not impossible. However, in this way, it has become an elegant thing for the son to trespass into my house?" Although the woman agreed, her face was full of disbelief.

If the girl doesn't believe it, she will immediately perform the new song she had just thought. Han Xing took a step forward as he spoke, only to find that the woman stepped back nervously and brought the stool down. He knew that his actions were too Meng Lang for a girl who had not yet left the cabinet, so he hurriedly reassured: "Girl, don't panic, you can also perform here." ”

After the embarrassment just now, the woman covered her face with her sleeves and asked, "Childe, how can you compose music without a piano?"

"Whistle. Han Xing thought that the ancients might not understand what a whistle was, so he added: "That is, howling." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Xiaoyi. Childe, please!"

"The song I thought about below is very different from the current style, tell it in advance, so that I can teach the girl to be prepared. ”

The cold star closed and the whistle sounded.

To the woman's ears, this song is really very different from the current style. When the first whistle came out, it grabbed people's ears, as if they were leading people into the wind-swept Gobi Desert at once. There is a person in the desert who is telling his past, love and hate, helplessness, regret, resignation to fate but unwillingness, and the song is full of a strong sadness from beginning to end......

The woman didn't expect Han Xing to be able to interpret this rather weird tune to such a sad level. She has a very good memory, and after a little thought, when the cold star blew for the second time, she played the guqin and closed the cold star's whistle.

Han Xing's eyes widened and he glanced at the seemingly weak woman. He didn't expect that such a weak woman would be able to convert this tune into the tune of the guqin after listening to it once. This unique skill made Han Xing admire.

The woman who was admired by Hanxing was not satisfied with the effect of the guqin at this time, and even felt that her performance had diluted the sadness in the song. When she was about to give up, Hanxing suddenly stopped her whistle and sang:

"Once upon a time, now it has passed, and it will never come again

Red and red leaves are buried in the dust

The beginning and the end are always the same

You are floating outside the white clouds on the horizon

The bitter sea stirs up the waves of love

There is no escaping fate in the world

Blind dates are unapproachable

Or I should believe it's fate

The lover will never come again after saying goodbye

Sit alone without saying a word and look out of the world

Flowers will wither, but they will bloom again

The love of my life looms outside the white clouds

......”

Han Xing sang Lu Guanting's "The Love of My Life", which is a song he has practiced hard in the past four years in college, and it just came in handy today.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth to sing from the cold star, she was attracted. Although the lyrics are as bizarre as the song, the bold and straightforward diction not only does not make the song a glamorous sound, but rather gives the song a touch of Zen. The lyrics and songs are compatible, which also makes this song rise from the love of children to the height of thinking about life and destiny.

While the woman was amazed by Han Xing's peerless talent in her heart, she was even more concerned about the "you on the edge of the sky" mentioned in Han Xing's words, "Presumably he had a love that was unswerving to death, and it took him to escape into the empty door after losing his lover?"

It turned out that the woman had already recognized the cold star. This woman is none other than the youngest daughter of Boss Huang, who runs a cattle and sheep business.

The house here is the courtyard of the Yellow Mansion in the north of the city.

A few days ago, Han Xing won a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and it stands to reason that this woman should be Han Xing's wife, but Han Xing escaped.

The Huang family's martial arts competition was disturbed by Han Xing, a fake monk, which made Boss Huang's youngest daughter, the second miss of the Huang family, a joke in the mouth of the neighbors. The second lady of the Huang family was annoyed by those gossips and moved to live in another courtyard in the north of the city, who would have thought that she would meet Han Xing again in such a way. Now that the two have met again, this relationship is a bit delicate. Han Xing naturally doesn't know the identity of the woman, so it depends on whether the woman will make this relationship clear.

"Or should I believe it's fate?" Miss Huang Er asked herself.

(In the afternoon, the pain in the right kidney of the back was throbbing, then changed to abdominal pain, and it did not become a dull pain in the bladder until the evening.) During this period, I went to the toilet countless times, but it was not shipped. In my personal judgment, it should be a stone. I'll take a look tomorrow. ）