Seventy-two A song blows away the sorrowful thoughts, and the sorrow looks through the autumn wind

[bookid=3271478,bookname="Feather does not ascend to the immortal"] a wonderful classical fairy

The next day, in Feiyun Villa, Liu Yanting still went to offer incense to his wife, and when he came back, he passed through the courtyard, and one person was already waiting there, respectfully bowing his hand to him.

Liu Yanting greeted him and said, "Hasn't he said it yet?"

Besides, that person, who is about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, is definitely higher than any domestic servant in Feiyun Villa in his outfit, and a discerning person can know at a glance that his status in the villa must be not light.

He faced Liu Yanting and saluted with his sword, and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "Zhuang Master, Zheng Songzhao is disheartened because of his wife's death, no matter how he asks him, he doesn't answer, and now he is like a living dead, according to Bolin, the only way to catch Mingfei's girl and force him to hand over the Feiyun Sword Spectrum is the best policy!"

The owner of Feiyun Village sighed: "You have been away from the village for many days, I don't know, after that night, it is said that Zheng Mingfei's dead girl was rescued by a young man, in the past two months, I have sent people to inquire many times, but there is no trace of her, she is a woman, no relatives and no reason, and has never left the villa half a step, unfamiliar with the outside, where will she hide?"

Bolin took two steps forward, muttered for a moment, and said, "Why don't we shift the target and find that young man, maybe they will be together!"

Liu Yanting sighed again: "It's a pity that the moonlit night was dim, the young man was excellent in martial arts, and after the disciples in the village were frightened, no one could describe his appearance!"

Liu Yanting shook his head again and again, as if he remembered something, and said to Bolin: "By the way, Bolin, you are going to Xuantianmen, what is the news? What did the gate master say? Why did you go for a few days and come back?"

Bolin continued: "That's the case, there is news that the Heavenly Sword may be in Huashan, the gate master originally planned to go to Huashan first, but he didn't expect the news to leak halfway, maybe the Yueming Church is a big obstacle, things have changed, the gate master decided to discuss with the second door master before making a decision, Bolin was worried that there was something in the village, so he came back first!"

Liu Yanting nodded, turned around and saw his son and daughter walking sneakily in front of him, and when he saw him, instead of saying hello, he looked flustered and deliberately avoided it, and shouted at the moment: "Zichu, Fanghua!"

Hearing this call, Liu Fanghua immediately looked at Liu Zichu and muttered in a low voice: "It's happened, I was found by my father, what should I do?"

Liu Zichu covered the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Pretend to be nothing, it's okay!"

The two of them whispered softly, and only turned around for a long time, smiled at Liu Yanting, and shouted together: "Dad!"

Liu Yanting saw that they were whispering, their whereabouts were mysterious, and they seemed to have something to hide, so he put on a straight face and said solemnly: "You two have always been estranged, you are walking side by side at this time, where are you going?"

Liu Zichu saw that his sister bowed her head and didn't say anything, so she had to smile and say: "Ah! Dad, in fact, my sister and I are usually nothing, since the death of Erniang, we have been uneasy, and we have never worshiped her, so we plan to go to her grave together to offer incense, after all, we have been together for many years! Dad, are you right?"

Liu Yanting nodded with satisfaction, paced a few square steps, put on his short beard with one hand, and said, "Don't go out and make trouble everywhere, you have a loss/identity, you know?"

"Yes, Dad!" As soon as the words came out, the two of them were in unison.

Liu Yanting went to the secret prison again to visit the senior brother Zheng Songzhao who was locked in the dungeon.

He will always remember what his senior brother looked like when he was young, if he was mediocre and ugly, how could Shen Bixin marry Zheng Songzhao?

When Liu Yanting stepped into the prison, Zheng Songzhao was half-lying against the wall, his spotted white hair was already the same as it was back then, his clothes were filthy, and his eyes were dull.

He walked closer, Zheng Songzhao was just in a daze, ignoring everything, his hands and feet were handcuffed by iron chains, unable to move, and just sat like that.

Twenty years, I didn't see Zheng Songzhao's fighting spirit, how did I see the tragic death of my beloved wife that night, and then I felt that I had no love in my life, and I was muddy every day, and then I was full of silver threads, like an old man in his sixties.

The iron pillars here isolate Zheng Songzhao from the world, Shi En, Feiyun Sword Spectrum, and now it is meaningless.

He couldn't help but feel grateful to God that his daughter could escape before she died.

Liu Yanting opened the iron door, and when he saw that the food sent by the servants was untouched, and his senior brother didn't even look at him, he couldn't help but be a little angry.

He pretended to be calm, but in fact his eyes showed disdain, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, why do you bother? After so many years of fighting, you are not the same, and you have not gained anything?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zheng Songzhao and said angrily: "Think about what we grew up together, what did I do badly, why did Master pass on the villa to you? I don't accept it, but for your sake of taking care of me, it's just that I will leave and fulfill you! But why does God always favor you, even Bi Xin, I saved her, I was so good to her, even if I did all the bad things, even at the expense of killing the master, but I am sincere to Bi Xin, I am sincere to her, why does she like you, why do you want to fight with me? Why did you snatch her? She could have been so happy, but it was all because of you!"

Liu Yanting lost his demeanor at the moment, he was emotional, grabbed the iron prison, and yelled at Zheng Songzhao, but he roared back and forth, and Zheng Songzhao still didn't say a word.

Liu Yanting sneered: "Look at you, what are you like now? Even if Bi Xin is alive, you are not worthy of her, you can't win me! If you don't hand over the Feiyun Sword Spectrum, do you? I have a way, Bi Xin thinks it's okay to put that girl on her? Hmph! Let me tell you, I will never be as stupid as I was back then, but I want to see where that stinky girl can escape?"

Zheng Songzhao remained silent as usual, just looking into the distance.

Besides, Liu Zichu and the two brothers and sisters hurriedly left Feiyun Villa and went straight to the back mountain.

Liu Fanghua dragged Liu Zichu all the way and said, "Oh, big brother, can you go faster?"

Liu Zichu looked lazy, Liu Fanghua couldn't help complaining: It's really useless, I'm tired after just a few steps, it seems that I am disrespectful to him, who made him not a little manly, no wonder that cheap girl doesn't like him.

"Okay, okay! Don't go so fast, Dad won't be able to find out for a while, we have time!" Liu Zichu said unhurriedly, and yawned.

Liu Fanghua said angrily: "Eh! I'm angry with you!" After that, he grabbed Liu Zichu's wrist, forcibly dragged him forward, and said as he walked: "Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to burn that woman's body, lest your father worship her every day, mother, it's not worth dying anymore, I didn't see my father to visit my mother, my mother was angry with that cheap woman, even if she died, we can't let her go!"

Liu Zichu was a little reluctant, and procrastinated: "Okay, okay, I promise you, you let me go first!"

Liu Fanghua didn't follow: "No! It's coming, bear with it for a while!"

After a while, the two of them had come to the cemetery, and when they looked at it from a distance, there was a person standing in front of the monument, and Liu Fanghua said strangely: "Huh, how can there be anyone? Who is he?"

Liu Zichu scratched his head, and also wondered, this person has never seen it, is there anything strange? But he is not stupid, he pulled his sister to hide behind a tree, pressed her shoulder, and said: "Don't startle the snake first, let's see!"

But listening to the sound of the flute, that person was Tian Shaoxuan.

Just kowtowed to the incense, he played the flute again, the song was mournful, permeating the entire back mountain, the autumn wind rose, the corners of his clothes flew obliquely, and his long body stood against the wind.

Ancient poems: Playing the flute in the autumn mountains and the moon is clear, who skillfully makes the sound of breaking the intestines.

The wind flutters and the law is cut and cut, and the moon is bright in several places.

Hu rode north in the middle of the night, and Wuling wanted to go south.

The willows in the old garden are now shaking down, why do you have to worry about the song......

Where to fall with the wind, only to see the depth of the flat lake.

Inexhaustible sorrow, inexhaustible thoughts, sorrowful heart-

At the end of the song, Tian Shaoxuan looked at the words 'beloved wife Shen Bixin' engraved by Liu Yanting on the tombstone, and said: "Zheng Shimu, Shaoxuan is one step late, so you will die in Huangquan, and my nephew doesn't know what to do, so I can only come to your old man's grave every day to pay respects, please rest assured that Zheng Shimu! Mingfei, I will take care of it for me!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Liu Zichu immediately jumped out, picked up the blade of the sword, and designated Tian Shaoxuan and snorted coldly: "Who are you? Why did you come here to worship her?

Tian Shaoxuan held the flute in his hand, glanced at the Liu brothers and sisters, and said lightly: "Hurried passerby, Mrs. Zhenlie, just talk about sorrow!" After that, he bypassed the Liu brothers and sisters, turned around and walked to the bottom of the mountain.

Liu Zichu didn't seem to understand his words, so he thought to himself for a while, and when he looked up, Tian Shaoxuan had already walked out of the hundred zhang, thinking that he should go up and ask clearly.

Thinking so, he went to call his sister to prepare to go along, who knew that he suddenly found that his sister, who was usually arrogant and domineering, looked different, staring at the back of the person in a daze, before he could speak, Liu Fanghua had already said: "Let's follow him! He can worship Zheng Mingfei's mother, there must be a problem, go!" After speaking, he grabbed the long sword and hurriedly chased down the mountain.