Bai Yungui put Wang Xin in the stone house and set it up, and when he walked to the door, Chai Xinyi was using his five Luo light smoke palms to deal with the Tang soldiers in front of him - now, the four of them were next to the stone house.

With a stone house next to each other, you can reduce the number of enemies on one side. The four of them were, Duan Siyan stood on the left side of the door frame, she looked at the three people on the right side of the door frame with her eyes wide open. On the right side of the door frame, Huo Jun and Chai Xinyi were sandwiched between Xiao Sui, Chai Xinyi was afraid that Xiao Sui would be injured at first, so she came to her right side - as for her sister-in-law Duan Siyan, Chai Xinyi also hoped that her sister-in-law would keep her mouth shut, and when she saw her sister-in-law's shrewd appearance, she felt ashamed.

Bai Yungui didn't know when she came to Chai Xinyi's side, her thin figure, in this panicked tearing sound, but like a leisurely stroll, she said to Chai Xinyi: "Girl, you go in first, go to see my apprentice's illness, leave it to me here!"

At this time, two Tang soldiers were carrying spears and stabbing at Bai Yunzhuo. Bai Yungui didn't look back, but it was like having eyes on the back of his head, but somehow he came behind the two Tang soldiers, the two Tang soldiers were stunned, what about people? Before she could react, the back of her neck was lifted by Bai Yunzhuo, although she was much shorter than the two Tang soldiers, but she really lifted it, and then, the two Tang soldiers flew out upside down in a parabola.

At this moment, in the lake on the edge of the island, there was a flute sound from afar, and the sound of the flute seemed to be far away, but it was very clearly transmitted into the ears of the people on the island.

The sound of the flute is tactful, the sound of the flute is gradually loud, just like the flute person is blowing, while slowly approaching, the sound of the flute is clear and beautiful, high and low, light and flickering, low to the extreme, after a few circles, and then low down, although extremely low and very thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, the complex sound gradually increases, first such as the splash of the spring, and then such as the group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are clustered, and there is a gap between the birds, he sings me and, gradually the birds leave, the spring flowers fall, but the sound of the rain is Xiao Xiao, a desolate and murderous image, the drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally all the sounds are silent.

Huo Jun couldn't help but be fascinated by it, he opened his mouth wide, and listened in a daze, the flute music he used to listen to was only in the brothel and the courtyard, listening to those girls blowing, he said: "This is the flute of the bastard donkey ball, Lao Tzu has never heard such a beautiful flute sound." ”

Xiao Xuan said: "This song is called "Pan Canglang", which is written by Guo Chuwang, the ancestor of the Zhejiang school in the piano world. I've heard this song before, but I've never heard such an undulating flute as the one this man plays. ”

Huo Jun said: "Hmph, it turned out that the kid didn't do it himself?

Xiao Sui said: "How do you know that the is a brat?"

Huo Jun said: "...... this?" he was asked for a while, but in fact, he was just intuitive, thinking that it should be a flute played by a famous scholar or something.

But the four of them arrived in an instant, and they immediately proved that Huo Jun's guess was right.

Huo Jun's sight appeared first, it was really a young man dressed as a scholar, he was wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair on his head, a two-color gold butterfly with a red arrow sleeve, a colorful silk knot with a long spike palace silk, a stone blue flower with eight groups of forging tassel gowns, and a small court boot with a blue satin foundation.

The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, the eyes are like autumn waves, although the anger is sometimes like a smile, that is, the eyes are affectionate, he holds a white folding fan in his hand, and sings a poem while walking, he said: "The moon bridge flowers on both sides of the strait are half vomited." The red skin is fragrant, and the tourists are mistaken secretly. Go to Wuling Creek on the road. I don't know if I'm fascinated by Jiangnan. First of all, from the frost true attitude. What is the branch, a little bit of rouge. Mo is Dongjun is indifferent. Asked Huahua and was speechless......"

Huo Jun said disdainfully: "What does he mean by reading it? ”

Xiao Sui said: "This word was not written by him, it is "Love Butterfly Flower" written by Pucheng celebrity Zhende Xiu, but he read it with emotion, as if he had personally arrived at that place. ”

Huo Jun said: "Hmph, it turned out that this kid didn't do it, Lao Tzu still thinks he has a lot of ability." ”

Xiao Xuan turned his head to look at him, couldn't help but smile softly, and shook his head helplessly, at this moment, followed by the scholar who made the white folding fan, three more people came. One of them, in his twenties, was nearly seven feet tall and thin, wearing a purple robe embroidered with green stripes and a creamy white placket with a bright silk surface. The robe was turned upside down and tucked into the white jade belt around his waist, and white deerskin boots were worn on his feet, probably to facilitate horseback riding.

The jet-black hair was neatly combed on the top of the head, nestled in a delicate white jade crown, and a pale green silk crown hung from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot was tied at the lower forehead.

His skin was very white, because of the white skin, his handsome features looked very distinct, especially his lips, which were almost as rosy as rouge. But although he was beautiful, he was not feminine at all, especially those eyes, which looked both smart and proud.

He was behind the folding fan scholar, but he saw Xiao Xuan at first sight, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he nodded at Xiao Xuan.

Huo Jun and Xiao Sui also saw him, and the two of them were stunned at the same time, and blurted out at the same time: "It's spring long hair." Huo Jun and Xiao Sui glanced at each other, and the two tacitly agreed. Since this person is the spring long hair who makes the iron pen, then the three people who are with him, together together, are the famous Spring and Autumn Four Friends.

After Huo Jun knew that they were the Four Friends of the Spring and Autumn Period, he naturally knew that the person who was singing the words of the fan just now was the second of the Four Friends of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the summer solstice was long. The two young people who followed Chun Changfa were naturally the third Qiu Shui Jing and the fourth Dong Feng Cold.

Sure enough, the four of them came to the island and declared their names. Beside Chun Changfa, a brother hugged his fists and said: "In the next autumn and the water is quiet, our brothers are called the four friends of the Spring and Autumn Period on the rivers and lakes. ”

Huo Jun looked at Qiu Shuijing, who was about the same age as the other three, all in their twenties. He is eight feet tall and hangs zero, with a thin waist and arms, a face like turmeric, standing sword eyebrows, big leopard eyes, a drum nose bridge, a square sea mouth, wearing a blue satin six-edged scarf with a hard scarf, and the top beam door is pulled upside down with three pointed leaves, and the sideburns are inserted into the hero ball.

He was wearing a blue satin tie and a jacket, with a collar, sleeves, edges, and buttons, embroidered with 10,000 characters on the gold flowers at the mouth, a palm-wide silk belt around his waist, riding a horse and squatting crotch trousers, and a pair of green satin grip tiger boots, with a murderous aura at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and a hundred steps of majesty in front of and behind him.

Huo Jun looked at him, nodded, and said softly: "You ruined the villa like this, and you are angry at you?"