Chapter 30: Kang Long has regrets
This song is so soft that it is like a person sighing softly, and it seems to be the morning dew dark petals, and the breeze is low on the willow tops. It was like a clear spring flowing slowly through the body, and slowly injecting into the limbs.
The external internal force that was originally some tumbling and uncontrollable became calm under this song.
After a long time, the sound of the piano became lower and lower, and finally it stopped being inaudible.
There are only two people who play this song in Green Bamboo Alley, one is Green Bamboo Weng, and the other is Ren Yingying, the holy aunt of the Moon God Sect. The song is soft, and it sounds like a woman playing.
It's a pity, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but shake his head.
The song is a good song, and the person who plays the piano has a very high piano attainment, but it should not be born in Ren Yingying, if not, from this song alone, Dongfang Sheng will definitely make friends and become a confidant.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but sigh, how good it would be if he was born in the original book.
Dongfang Sheng entered the courtyard, and the sound of footsteps woke up the beautiful woman in the house, only to hear a crisp girl shouting: "Why did you come back so early today, have the bamboo baskets been sold out?"
Dongfang Sheng did not answer, but looked for a voice and pushed open the door of one of the small houses.
In the small house, the tables and chairs are all made of bamboo, and there is a pair of ink bamboo hanging on the wall facing the door. On the bamboo table, there was also a yaoqin and a hole flute.
On the other side of the house, a bamboo curtain hangs to divide the cottage in two.
Through the bamboo curtain, a beautiful figure can be faintly seen sitting at that end.
The green bamboo Weng doesn't seem to be there, and the person behind the bamboo curtain should be Ren Yingying. Looking at the Yaoqin on the table, Dongfang Sheng sat down straight, stroking the Yaoqin with both hands.
"You, who are you?" The crisp female voice sounded again, and Ren Yingying saw that the person who came was not Luzhu Weng, with questions, doubts, and a trace of anger in her words.
Dongfang Sheng still didn't speak, his hands were plucking the strings, and a song of the mountains was played.
The sound of the piano masked Ren Yingying's anger. But the sound of the piano is also a portrayal of the soul of the piano, Dongfang Sheng's piano sound is initially flat and quiet, giving people a scene of the artistic conception of mountains and flowing water, but as the sound of the piano is getting higher and higher, the tune is becoming more and more intense, and the water flow is becoming more and more rapid.
The water splashed against the rocks and made a burst of sounds, and the fish on the water surface were also swept up by the waves and smashed the rocks, and immediately blood flowed out of the broken fish body and flowed into the current.
The water flow became more and more intense, and the original stream suddenly turned into a large stream of water, and the water flow was directionless, and it moved wantonly, and this time, all the surrounding rice fields were damaged.
There was a flood and there was a sea all around.
The song played by Dongfang Sheng is no longer the original rhyme of flowing water.
"Childe's murderous heart is too heavy, and he is eager for success, so let the little girl stroke the song "Pure Heart Pushan Mantra" for Gongzi" Ren Yingying interrupted Dongfang Sheng's piano sound, and began to pluck the strings in her hand, and the Pure Heart Pushan Mantra sounded again.
Dongfang Sheng stood up and shook his head and walked outside.
At this time, the two laborers hired by Dongfang Sheng also sent the small-leaved rosewood to Luzhu Lane and placed it in the middle of the yard.
The sound of the piano is long, the coolness and tranquility in the bamboo and wood, and the noisy Luoyang City outside are like two worlds.
Dongfang Sheng didn't enter the house anymore, so he sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, quietly waiting for the return of the green bamboo Weng. For Dongfang Sheng, a strange visitor, Ren Yingying finally chose to stay in the small house, and all that flowed out was the sound of the piano.
This place is really a good place for elegant seclusion, if he says that he is tired of the life of the rivers and lakes, he must find a place that is not much different from this place to live in seclusion.
Although it is late autumn, the sun above this head is still very hot. Staying in this green bamboo alley, Dongfang Sheng didn't feel half the heat, only coolness and comfort accompanied him, and of course, the faint sound of the piano. On the way to the piano, his own half-tone is far from Ren Yingying's piano sound.
It would be great if this Ren Yingying stayed in this Green Bamboo Lane forever.
If there is no Ren Yingying's involvement, although there are constant misunderstandings between Dongfang and Zha Chong, it can still be cultivated to a positive result, and one day Zha Chong will understand. It's a pity that Ren Yingying's third party stepped in, making this scum completely incurable.
Or, kill Ren Yingying now?
Dongfang Sheng's eyes narrowed, and a vicious thought rose.
As long as Ren Yingying is killed, no one will mislead the scum Chong, maybe the scum Chong will repent and be with the sect leader.
However, Dongfang Sheng shook his head again.
Dongfang and the scum rush together, is this really what I want to see?
This question!
Dongfang Sheng's breathing rate began to increase, and his heart beat faster and faster.
A trace of longing rises from Dongfang Sheng's heart, if ...... If...... But...... At this moment, the word on the family tree clearly appeared in Dongfang Sheng's heart.
"No...... No...... Nope!"
Dongfang Sheng clenched his fists with both hands, his green tendons burst out, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he was red, and the bamboo table in front of him was smashed by Dongfang Sheng's punch.
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
Ren Yingying in the house was alarmed, and hurriedly rushed out of the house to see a scene that she will never forget in her life.
I saw Dongfang Sheng's legs bent slightly, his arms bent inward, his palms hula drew a circle, and he pushed it outward with a loud breath, only to hear a sound like a dragon's groan, and a large group of green bamboos swept by the force in front of him was shattered.
This palm is fierce and domineering, and there is a trace of unwillingness and grief, which makes the power of this palm skyrocket a few points.
The direction where Ren Yingying is located is the position where Dongfang Sheng's palms are patted, and the palm wind blows from Ren Yingying's cheeks, which is very painful.
Eighteen palms of the dragon, Kanglong has regrets!
When this palm was slapped, the internal force of Dongfang Sheng's whole body poured out, and all the negative emotions such as grief and unwillingness also poured out with this palm. After this shot was taken, Dongfang Sheng's heart was indescribably comfortable at this moment.
Dongfang Shengshuang is cool.
Ren Yingying was stunned in place, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.
Just a little bit, this powerful palm hit Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying is also the eldest lady of the Moon God Sect, the Holy Aunt, and she has some understanding of martial arts on the rivers and lakes. Dongfang Sheng's palm just now is unusually powerful and domineering, from childhood to adulthood, Ren Yingying has never seen such a powerful palm, even if his father does it, he can't make such a domineering palm.
This is not the most important thing, when Ren Yingying was ashamed and angry, when Dongfang Sheng's palm swept by, his body was not angry, and his lower body was actually ...... It missed a little bit...... Although it was a little bit, Ren Yingying lowered her head, and her face was already blushing.
After a while, Ren Yingying raised her head from the beginning, eager to know what kind of martial arts this was?
Also, who is this person?
When Ren Yingying turned her gaze to Dongfang Sheng's face, her gaze froze, and she was wearing an iron mask......