Chapter Eighty-Six: Journey, Practice, and Return

The sound of the piano was faint, and the mood of the five people in the courtyard was a little low for a while.

Zhang Xuanqing listened to the tune, felt a little familiar, and thought again, "Phoenix Stage Memories" is not a word brand name?

"Xiang Leng Jin Li, who was turned into a red wave, got up and combed his hair lazily. ”

"Ren Baoxi is full of dust, and the sun is on the curtain hook. ”

"I'm afraid that I will be bitter about parting, and I want to talk about how many things I want to talk about. ”

"The new man is thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. ”

"Hugh, this time I will go back, thousands of times in Yangguan, and it will be difficult to stay. ”

"Nian Wuling is far away, and the smoke locks the Qin Tower. ”

"Only the flowing water in front of the building should remember me and gaze all day long. ”

"Where the gaze is, from now on, a new sorrowful ......"

The voice is low, and in the melodious sound of the piano, it seems to contain countless emotions. A sub-scene could not help but emerge in front of everyone's eyes: it was a messy room, the beautiful woman was alone in the empty building, looking out of the window, the incense in the furnace was cold, and she had no intention of burning it again; the brocade on the bed was displayed in a mess and folded unintentionally; the bun was fluffy and unintentionally combed; the treasure mirror was full of dust and was unintentionally brushed; she only looked into the distance stupidly, and no one understood the eyes of staring; and the mood of hope was indescribable. Only the flowing water in front of the building reflects her figure leaning on the building all day long, imprinting her gaze with affection.

Zheng――

Before I knew it, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Uncle Gong was in tears, his hands trembling and stroking the piano wire, his eyes obsessed. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head: "Daoist friends also know the rhythm of music?"

Zhang Xuanqing smiled silently: "I understand a little, I understand a little." ”

Uncle Gong suddenly got up and bowed deeply to him: "Dare to ask a fellow Taoist to play a song for a certain one." ”

Zhang Xuanqing: "......"

I'm talking about fun!

Playing or not? Seeing that Uncle Gong didn't look like a joke, it was the first time he begged himself, and Zhang Xuanqing decided to play.

I saw him bow his head slightly, paced slowly, and walked to the piano unhurriedly and sat down. Pick up the piano, put it on your lap, every move is full of a leisurely charm, smile at everyone, fingertips gently pluck the strings, and then instantly speed up.

Everyone: "......"

The earth-shattering sound of ghosts and gods like a magic sound came into everyone's ears from under Zhang Xuanqing's fingers, and everyone heard that they had splitting headaches, upset, irritability, ********, and pain, and almost hugged their heads and begged for mercy.

Zhang Xuanqing still sang with a shy face: "I have a little donkey that I never ride~ One day I rode it on a whim to catch the market~ I was holding a small leather whip in my hand, and I was proud in my heart~ I don't know how to make a noise, I fell into the mud~"

I saw Uncle Gong's face pale, snorted angrily, and brushed his sleeves away; Yuan Tiangang covered his face "shyly" and left with his head covered with his sleeves; Li Chunfeng and Liu Jiannan blocked their ears and persevered for a while, but they also ran away without pulling their legs, not daring to stay any longer. After a while, the courtyard was empty, and only Zhang Xuanqing was left.

Hum!

A bunch of guys who don't know how to appreciate art!

Zhang Xuanqing looked arrogant and continued to immerse himself in his music world.

......

"Hey, Zhang Xuanqing, Zhang Xuanqing, wake up. The anxious voice came into his ears, and at the same time, he felt that his body was being pushed by someone, Zhang Xuanqing was in a trance and suddenly woke up.

opened his eyes, but saw Liu Ping looking at him worriedly, and couldn't help but be surprised: "What are you doing?" Yesterday, I played a tune and was drunk by Yuan Tiangang and a few people, but I didn't expect to return to modern times when I opened my eyes.

But what's going on with Liu Ping? I remember that I was downstairs at her house, right? She didn't sleep in the morning and ran out to poke herself out?

I looked underneath, yes, I was lying on the bench, but I was frozen all night, and my body was frozen.

Thinking about it, Zhang Xuanqing was about to get up, but his clothes and benches were frozen together, and as soon as he moved, he heard a stabbing sound, and his clothes were torn open.

"Don't move yet!" Liu Ping hurriedly held him down, angry and anxious, and slapped him in the chest: "You slept here last night? Don't you want to live? Who are you to freeze to death?" ”

Zhang Xuanqing hurriedly snatched the other party's mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Are you sick?"

Not to mention, except for the fact that he was covered in ice ballast, he was really fine at all.

Liu Ping stared at him suspiciously for a long time, and slapped him in the chest again: "It's okay to count your fate, scare me, do you know...... Why are you sleeping here?" he said abruptly.

"Besides, you don't know, I don't have a penny, I'll be kicked out at night, where will I live if I don't live here?" Zhang Xuanqing didn't pay attention, rolled his eyes and complained.

Liu Ping was silent for a moment, and turned her head to the side, not letting Zhang Xuanqing see her eyes: "I'm sorry, I forgot yesterday." ”

Zhang Xuanqing waved his hand generously: "It's okay, forgive you." After all, it's not his house, what can he say? and asked, "Are your mother and your sister gone?"

Liu Ping nodded, just now she sent her mother to leave with Liu Yan, and she saw Zhang Xuanqing when she came back. It scared her back then, but now ...... She gritted her teeth and took Zhang Xuanqing's hand. Zhang Xuanqing shrank his hand in fright: "What are you going to do?"

"Take you to my house, take a shower, change your clothes. Liu Ping didn't reply, and Zhang Xuanqing was not allowed to refuse at all.

led Zhang Xuanqing all the way to her bedroom, and Liu Ping said again: "You go in first to take a hot bath, and I'll buy you clothes...... There's ginger in the kitchen, should I cook you a bowl of ginger soup and heat it up and wait for you to come out after taking a shower and drink it, or will you cook it yourself later?"

"I'll do it myself......" Before Zhang Xuanqing finished speaking, Liu Ping said: "Forget it, I'll give you a hot one, and you'll drink it when you come out." With that, he turned around and went to the kitchen, hurrying in his steps.

This is...... Caring for yourself?

Zhang Xuanqing was stunned for a long time, suddenly had a chill, shook his head violently, looked at the bedroom door, and then at the bathroom door, hesitated for a moment, and entered the bathroom with a ruthless heart.

The bathroom is big, the bath is big, the water is warm and the heart is warm.

......

When Liu Ping came back after buying clothes, Zhang Xuanqing was already naked and lying on his stomach watching TV in the quilt.

Liu Ping put the bag in her hand on the bed and said, "I bought you clothes, you can try them." ”

There are one or two dozen pieces, and they look tall when they are piled together.

Zhang Xuanqing was dumbfounded for a while: "You robbed the mall?"

Liu Ping snorted lightly and turned her head sideways: "I don't know what size you wear, I bought it for you when I looked at the same, you try it, do you have a fit." ”

"Oh......" Zhang Xuanqing was pulling inside, seeing that there were clothes, pants, warmth, underwear, and underwear, and the underwear was divided into triangles and four corners, he couldn't help but sigh: "You bought them?"

Liu Ping didn't speak, turned around and left. After a slam on the door, her voice came from outside the door: "Love to wear it or not!"

Wear it, why not wear it. Zhang Xuanqing is not the kind of person who is embarrassed, he tried several sets of clothes one by one, and chose the one that fits the best. Not to mention, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, after he cleaned up for himself, he was really a little handsome.

I found a heel rope on the dresser again, tied my hair behind my back at will, and opened the door, Liu Ping was sitting on the sofa. He patted her over and smiled, "Pingpingniu, thanks, buddy should go." ”

"Let's go?" Liu Ping turned her head and looked him up and down before she said, "Let's go now, where do you live?

Zhang Xuanqing shrugged: "The luggage will be sent to you, and I will go home for the New Year." ”

"Your family went home so early for the New Year!" Liu Ping glanced at him angrily.

Zhang Xuanqing said with a smile: "No way, others go home to use the car for the New Year, and I go home for the New Year." Now I don't have a dime except for the clothes on me. It's good to go early, and the province can't go by the end of the year. ”

"You deserve it, who told you to call your dad for all the money. Liu Ping pursed her lips.

Zhang Xuanqing didn't speak, and opened his hands to signal: "Do you want to give me a parting hug?"

"Die!"

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With the sound of the door closing, Zhang Xuanqing's figure disappeared.

Liu Ping bit her lower lip, took the pillow, and threw it on the ground.

"Humph!"

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Walking out of the community, Zhang Xuanqing raised his eyes to look at the sky, it was cloudy, and it was still gloomy, but there was no rain and snow yesterday.

Looking back at a certain floor, he sighed lightly, turned around, raised his legs, and strode in the direction of his hometown.

The faint singing voice came out of his mouth: "Spring goes to spring, the white head is empty, the flowers fall and bloom, and the face is easy to decay." Time is like a passerby, the world is like a float, Hugh Mu Yuntai, fame is in it? Don't think about Penglai, the gods are really guessing. It's hard to buy money for the word idle, and it's hard to keep yourself in the way......"

The cold wind is cold, the long road is long, one person, one song, in the crowd of carriages and horses, walking alone, the back is depressed, and I am sad.

Zhang Xuanqing really plans to walk home and return to the days before he met the fairy mirror: opening the road in the mountains, building bridges in the water, walking the streets and alleys, and wandering the world. Ever since he learned that he was leaking money, he had this idea.

Maybe when others learn that they can't save money, they will think about changing their lives against the sky, and people will conquer the sky. But Zhang Xuanqing's temperament, whether it is the heart he has cultivated since learning the Tao, or his nature of being at ease with what he encounters, makes him not interested.

Isn't it just that you can't save money?

It's a person who has to get by, eat and wait for death, are we still afraid of this?

Hold this kind of free and easy...... Or in the mood of breaking the jar, Zhang Xuanqing set out on the way home empty.

If you are thirsty, you want a cup of water to drink, if you are hungry, you want to eat, if you have no one to give, you will set up a stall to tell fortunes, and if someone gives you, you will give him a hexagram.

At night, they live in bridges and caves, or in parks, or in mountains and forests, or on the roadside; when they are sleepy, they fall to sleep; when they wake up, they lift their feet and walk.

If someone takes him in, he doesn't mind staying for a few days to do some housework for that family.

In the case of wind and snow, do not feel sad, and in the winter sun, do not feel happy.

It's a journey, and it's a practice.

In the time and space of the Tang Dynasty, after the end of the year, he ushered in another parting.