Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bleak Sound of the Piano
The streamer flew by, and Bai Xiao and Cangjie, who were walking with the sword, fell to the ground in unison, they had been walking for several days, and there was still a distance from Youzhou Ancient Yun City, but the long-term flight made the two of them a little tired.
All the way south, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, the trees are beginning to sprout, and a few mountain flowers are swaying in the wind, like a dancing fairy. The white flute jumped deeply, if Dapeng spread its wings, pick a beautiful flower, and carefully insert it on Cangjie's head. looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but admire: "It's still the senior sister who looks good." !”
Cangjie's face turned red, and he habitually knocked Bai Xiao on his brain: "Just your poor mouth." ”
The mountain breeze was blowing, and the bright sun had risen high, sprinkling the mottled ground. The grass on the ground, withered yellow and oily green, is exactly a derivation.
On the winding path, no one seems to frequent, maybe just some traveling merchants passing by. The ground was thick with leaves, and there was a rustling sound when walking.
At noon on the day, there was a little hunger in the stomach, although the person who cultivates the truth can achieve immortality by penetrating his body with the aura of heaven and earth, but that is said to the person who cultivates the Tao and becomes an immortal, ordinary monks can not eat for a month, but they will also be hungry.
The river water is cool, with a hint of seeping cold, the ripples brought by the breeze, flashing with colorful light, but it is a pity that it is not evening, and there is no beautiful scenery of half the river and half the river. Cangjie frolicked in the water with a pair of bright feet, playfully bringing up a splash, giggling laughter, echoing, echoing in the empty field, as if it was a song of nature.
Bai Xiao swallowed his saliva, his delicate and transparent complexion, and his beautiful and smooth curves are not sculptures in the world, but the most beautiful scenery in the world. Looking at the pair of jade feet, Bai Xiao suddenly remembered the moment when he licked Cangjie's feet a few days ago, and swallowed a little in his throat.
Cangjie looked back suspiciously, and said with a smile: "If you are hungry, eat first, I'll play for a while." But he saw that Bai Xiao's eyes were firmly fixed on his feet, and he seemed to think of the previous embarrassment. Cang Jie said angrily: "Don't even think about it, turn around!"
Suddenly, an elegant crying sound came from not far away. The tune is beautiful and refreshing, but I can't hear what kind of music I play, it seems to be improvised by myself. There is a deep sadness in the melody, like a cry that pierces the heart.
It's loneliness, it's loneliness, it's hatred, it's longing, all kinds of emotions are mixed together, weaving into this story that only your heart can understand.
On the other side of the river, a woman dressed in a yellow flower skirt was twisting her hands lightly, and the beautiful notes kept passing by.
Cangjie hurriedly pulled out the jade foot from Bai Xiao's mouth and said angrily: "It's all your fault, let others see it now." But I saw Bai Xiao as if he was sinking into Chen Si, savoring the sound of the piano that evoked memories.
This is the loneliness of being exiled for half a life, a person's heart is lonely and helpless. Sigh the ethereal years, pale the past, a gust of cold wind locks the autumn heart. The carving knife of time records its year name on the face, but it can't remember all the beauty and vicissitudes. Just leave intermittent shallow marks, and go to condense the story bit by bit at this moment. People are just a small grass, in their lives to experience countless wind, frost, rain and snow, the difference is that living in the grassland, you will have more people to accompany you to shelter from the wind and rain, growing in the corner, it is a doomed tragedy, the powerless struggle is just the heart of the unwillingness that can not be calmed for a long time.
At the end of the song, only a long sigh remained: "Alas......"
"Miss, it's sentimental again!"
"The family affairs are defeated, the people's hearts are not ancient, our master and servant depend on each other for their lives, rely on this piano to survive in the world, and beware of the assassination of the enemy, I have to live enough of this kind of life. ”
"Miss, you can't die, I promised Madame to take care of you for the rest of your life, how can I explain to Mrs. Jiuquan when you die. The slave hurriedly knelt down on her knees and kowtowed, begging.
"I, Tang Ruxuan, can get a servant like you, I am really fortunate in three lives. From now on, Xiaohuan, we will be called sisters, how old I am to you, if you don't dislike it, call me sister. ”
"Miss, I can't help it, I can't help it, I'm just a humble maid, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, how dare I ......"
"Now I'm still a daughter, and I've already entrusted you with your service before I became a beggar. ”
"Miss, my life was given by you, and I will follow you in this life. Saying that, Xiaohuan threw herself into Tang Ruxuan's arms and cried.
At this moment, a few figures flashed by, surrounding the two of them. Several people were dressed in black, with covered faces, and held bright blades in their hands.
"Hahaha, sure enough, it's the master and servant who have a deep affection, and everyone who almost hurt you can't help but kill you, last time I carelessly let you escape, but do you think you can escape this time?"
Tang Ruxuan glared angrily: "Who are you, why do you have to chase me hard." ”
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you have to die. ”
"Are you still afraid of the revenge of a weak woman like me? Do you want to let her die without even a person who is about to die?" Tang Ruxuan sneered
"You don't have to be agitated, there are at least the rules for doing what we do, you are certain to die, but it's a pity that the beautiful girl is like a flower, and it's a waste of good things to not let the brothers have a good time. After saying that, a few people laughed.
Tang Ruxuan was furious: "In this way, your target is only me." ”
"Of course, that stinky girl isn't worth our deal. ”
"That's good!" Tang Ruxuan pondered for a moment, as if she had made a major decision, Ying Ying knelt down: "I want my innocent body to change her life." Is it possible?"
"Miss, don't. Xiaohuan hurriedly said: "You can't be so stupid. ”
Tang Ruxuan gently touched Xiaohuan's head and said: "All the sins are caused by our Tang family, how to let you be an irrelevant girl, today is definitely going to die anyway, it is better to save your life, it can be regarded as repaying you for taking care of you over the years." ”
"I Xiaohuan, I was adopted by Miss since I was a child, you have never treated me as a maid, I am already your person, even if I die today, I have to be together, there is a good companion on Huangquan Road. ”
"That's a lot of nonsense,!" the masked man, swift as the wind, with a bright knife, like a scythe urging death to harvest the lives that have been written in the book of life and death.
Tang Ruxuan's face was pale, and she hugged Xiaohuan tightly: "In the next life, I hope I will be a servant, and you will be the master, I owe you too much in this life." ”
The cold iron had already hit his body, and it was cold, as if he was going to cut off his neck.
"It's okay! I'm already tired, and it's a relief to die, so I don't have to be tormented by hatred. Tang Ruxuan closed her eyes with a smile.
But I heard a beautiful voice in my ear: "Dare to bully women, let you know how powerful your aunt and grandmother are." !”