Chapter 1826: 1826
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However, when he noticed Liu Qingyan's eyes, Lintian opened his eyes from meditation and said with a smile, "how, do you believe it now?"
Liu Qingyan nodded, Yingrun lips with a smile: "up to now I still feel like a dream."
Lintian was dumb and said, "this is the way of heaven and no one. Miss Qingyan, now Tianyin pavilion has become a mess. It will be very safe for you and your master."
Liu Qingyan let out a sound, and the lingering depression shrouded in her eyebrows also reduced a lot, and the whole person radiated an amazing and beautiful atmosphere.
She came to Lintian and sat down. She tilted her head and asked, "master Yuxuan, who do you think is the murderer who did such things?"
The sound is as clear and sweet as the sound of nature.
Her eyes are as clear as stars, her brows are as picturesque as a picture, and she is so ethereal that it is a rare pleasure to listen to her only.
Lintian picked up the green gourd, took a sip of the wine, and joked: "how could I know, maybe Is it a senior who is pitying for fragrance and jade and can't bear Qingyan to be harmed? However, Miss Qingyan can't call her "murderer". She is a living Bodhisattva who can save her life. "
Liu Qingyan glanced at Lintian. Her eyes were clear and expectant. She was so beautiful that her heart trembled.
She thought about it and said, "whether it's a living Bodhisattva or not, all I know is that master Yuxuan went out for a trip and brought me back a great piece of good news. If I have a chance in the future, I'll be able to repay him with a good life."
"There's no need to wait later, just now."
Lintian suddenly remembered something and said, "I've heard that Miss Qingyan has great attainments in temperament, and she can also play a rare musical instrument called Gulu lingxun. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to listen to it?"
Liu Qingyan was surprised and said: "the ancient law Linglong? Who did you listen to? I haven't displayed this musical instrument since I entered the Tianyin pavilion to practice. "
Lintian thought that it was bad. Just when he was about to explain, Liu Qingyan nodded with a smile: "but if you like me, why don't I give up my shame?"
As she said this, she took out the musical instrument, which was shaped like a drop of water, about the size of a palm, with nine holes on it, and its surface was covered with jade like warm luster.
Gulu Linglong!
Lintian was in a trance in his eyes.
At the age of seven, he was in a mine jail.
It was a night when the snow was blowing. Mr. Lu sat alone on the top of a mountain, carrying wine gourd and drinking alone in the snow.
Until he was drunk, Mr. Lu took out the Gulu Linglong he had been wearing, and then called Lintian, who was only seven years old at that time, to his side.
There was no conversation. Mr. Lu just played the ancient Linglong.
The sound of solitude and emptiness, floating in the world, the wind and snow, full of unspeakable loneliness and sadness.
Lin Xun, who was only seven years old, knew for the first time that there was a kind of loneliness in the music.
At the end of the song, Mr. Lu looked into Lintian's eyes and said, "remember, this song is the last trace left by your mother before she left."
It was also at that time that Lintian remembered Gulu lingxun and that song.
Liu Qingyan didn't notice Lintian's difference. Her green and white fingers were pressed on the ancient Linglong, and her red lips were gently opened to play.
A melodious melody sounds like the sound of nature, like the wind chanting in the starry sky, which reverberates in the vast river of years
Lintian drank in silence. His long dusty memory seemed to open. He thought of Mr. Lu and his childhood in the mine.
The quiet courtyard, such as the night sky of ink, is full of stars, and melodious notes are like strings that stir people's hearts.
……
"In the white blade, in the mortal world."
In another courtyard, the boy in hemp clothes is lying lazily in the rocking chair.
With his head resting on his arms and legs crossed, he grunted, "Oh, no, it should be a drink of laughter, killing people in the busy market."
The boy in linen has also heard about the bloody incident on the Fulong boat. His first reaction is to pat his thigh and sigh: "this man, fierce!"
The people of Honghuang Daoting say that they will kill them. Isn't it fierce?
At that time, the young men in hemp clothes wanted to go to find Lintian impulsively to have a good chat with this fierce man. It's better to ask for a drink.
If Lintian didn't agree, he would take the informant as a threat.
After all, he is the only one who knows the murderer of this bloody incident.
But it's best that he was stopped by the old woman, and told him not to get involved in this disturbance, just to look on coldly.
The boy in hemp clothes was very disappointed. Now he was lying in the rocking chair, listening to the faint sound of music from the distant courtyard. It was as beautiful as the sound of nature, and his heart became more and more depressed.
After that guy killed someone, he went back to his home and was accompanied by a beautiful woman. Listening to the wonderful music, he was very natural and unrestrained.
If you look at yourself again, you won't even give up the yard. It's really sad.There was a knock at the door.
Whoosh, the boy in hemp immediately got up, went forward to open the door, and said, "grandma, I'll see who's coming to visit. I promise I won't make trouble. Don't mix with me."
The old woman was helpless for a while. She also knew that the boy's character was so different that he was about to be bored for so many days.
"Who is it?"
The boy in linen opened the door and welcomed him with a smile.
Outside the gate stood a group of strong people in Tianyin Pavilion, led by a sage king elder named Cheng Wen.
"Young master, we have some questions for you to answer."
Cheng Wen, with a gloomy face, said, "in addition, if you don't mind, we will search your residence. You should know that something terrible happened tonight. I hope you can cooperate."
The words are hard, with the flavor of not being disobeyed.
This made the smile on the boy's face fade away, and he said powerlessly: "it's the matter. Sorry, it has nothing to do with me."
Bang!
He closed the door directly and muttered: "I really doubt my head. These idiots have no eyes."
The old woman in the distance said: "young master, now you understand, that guy is a trouble. Whoever contacts will suffer."
The boy in linen sighed: "it's just a chat."
There was another knock on the door.
The boy in linen picks his eyebrows and opens the door. Then he sees Cheng Wen and others looking at him one by one. They are very angry.
"Oh, don't give up."
The young men in hemp clothes hugged their arms and smilingly said, "one by one, there are gloomy faces of the dead, crying and mourning
"Young master, please pay more attention!"
Cheng Wen clenched his teeth and was so angry that he almost ran away. "Although this is Yingke mountain, it's also the site of Tianyin Pavilion. No matter where you come from, if you don't cooperate today, don't blame me for being rude!"
The old woman in the distance gave a cry.
But without waiting for her to stop, the boy in hemp suddenly put his hand forward.
Click!
Cheng Wen, the sage of Tianyin Pavilion and the elder of Wangjing, had his neck twisted into a twist.
Then, if his body was incinerated, it turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared. From beginning to end, he didn't have time to react!
"Those who dare to threaten me are all dead now, you It's no exception. "
The young man in hemp clothes opened his mouth with a smile. His eyes narrowed, and he looked harmless to people and animals.
The strong man who can come with Cheng Wen, when facing the young man in hemp clothes again, his body is stiff, like falling into an ice cave, and his face is full of fear.
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However, when he noticed Liu Qingyan's eyes, Lintian opened his eyes from meditation and said with a smile, "how, do you believe it now?"
Liu Qingyan nodded, Yingrun lips with a smile: "up to now I still feel like a dream."
Lintian was dumb and said, "this is the way of heaven and no one. Miss Qingyan, now Tianyin pavilion has become a mess. It will be very safe for you and your master."
Liu Qingyan let out a sound, and the lingering depression shrouded in her eyebrows also reduced a lot, and the whole person radiated an amazing and beautiful atmosphere.
She came to Lintian and sat down. She tilted her head and asked, "master Yuxuan, who do you think is the murderer who did such things?"
The sound is as clear and sweet as the sound of nature.
Her eyes are as clear as stars, her brows are as picturesque as a picture, and she is so ethereal that it is a rare pleasure to listen to her only.
Lintian picked up the green gourd, took a sip of the wine, and joked: "how could I know, maybe Is it a senior who is pitying for fragrance and jade and can't bear Qingyan to be harmed? However, Miss Qingyan can't call her "murderer". She is a living Bodhisattva who can save her life. "
Liu Qingyan glanced at Lintian. Her eyes were clear and expectant. She was so beautiful that her heart trembled.
She thought about it and said, "whether it's a living Bodhisattva or not, all I know is that master Yuxuan went out for a trip and brought me back a great piece of good news. If I have a chance in the future, I'll be able to repay him with a good life."
"There's no need to wait later, just now."
Lintian suddenly remembered something and said, "I've heard that Miss Qingyan has great attainments in temperament, and she can also play a rare musical instrument called Gulu lingxun. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to listen to it?"
Liu Qingyan was surprised and said: "the ancient law Linglong? Who did you listen to? I haven't displayed this musical instrument since I entered the Tianyin pavilion to practice. "
Lintian thought that it was bad. Just when he was about to explain, Liu Qingyan nodded with a smile: "but if you like me, why don't I give up my shame?"
As she said this, she took out the musical instrument, which was shaped like a drop of water, about the size of a palm, with nine holes on it, and its surface was covered with jade like warm luster.
Gulu Linglong!
Lintian was in a trance in his eyes.
At the age of seven, he was in a mine jail.
It was a night when the snow was blowing. Mr. Lu sat alone on the top of a mountain, carrying wine gourd and drinking alone in the snow.
Until he was drunk, Mr. Lu took out the Gulu Linglong he had been wearing, and then called Lintian, who was only seven years old at that time, to his side.
There was no conversation. Mr. Lu just played the ancient Linglong.
The sound of solitude and emptiness, floating in the world, the wind and snow, full of unspeakable loneliness and sadness.
Lin Xun, who was only seven years old, knew for the first time that there was a kind of loneliness in the music.
At the end of the song, Mr. Lu looked into Lintian's eyes and said, "remember, this song is the last trace left by your mother before she left."
It was also at that time that Lintian remembered Gulu lingxun and that song.
Liu Qingyan didn't notice Lintian's difference. Her green and white fingers were pressed on the ancient Linglong, and her red lips were gently opened to play.
A melodious melody sounds like the sound of nature, like the wind chanting in the starry sky, which reverberates in the vast river of years
Lintian drank in silence. His long dusty memory seemed to open. He thought of Mr. Lu and his childhood in the mine.
The quiet courtyard, such as the night sky of ink, is full of stars, and melodious notes are like strings that stir people's hearts.
……
"In the white blade, in the mortal world."
In another courtyard, the boy in hemp clothes is lying lazily in the rocking chair.
With his head resting on his arms and legs crossed, he grunted, "Oh, no, it should be a drink of laughter, killing people in the busy market."
The boy in linen has also heard about the bloody incident on the Fulong boat. His first reaction is to pat his thigh and sigh: "this man, fierce!"
The people of Honghuang Daoting say that they will kill them. Isn't it fierce?
At that time, the young men in hemp clothes wanted to go to find Lintian impulsively to have a good chat with this fierce man. It's better to ask for a drink.
If Lintian didn't agree, he would take the informant as a threat.
After all, he is the only one who knows the murderer of this bloody incident.
But it's best that he was stopped by the old woman, and told him not to get involved in this disturbance, just to look on coldly.
The boy in hemp clothes was very disappointed. Now he was lying in the rocking chair, listening to the faint sound of music from the distant courtyard. It was as beautiful as the sound of nature, and his heart became more and more depressed.
After that guy killed someone, he went back to his home and was accompanied by a beautiful woman. Listening to the wonderful music, he was very natural and unrestrained.
If you look at yourself again, you won't even give up the yard. It's really sad.There was a knock at the door.
Whoosh, the boy in hemp immediately got up, went forward to open the door, and said, "grandma, I'll see who's coming to visit. I promise I won't make trouble. Don't mix with me."
The old woman was helpless for a while. She also knew that the boy's character was so different that he was about to be bored for so many days.
"Who is it?"
The boy in linen opened the door and welcomed him with a smile.
Outside the gate stood a group of strong people in Tianyin Pavilion, led by a sage king elder named Cheng Wen.
"Young master, we have some questions for you to answer."
Cheng Wen, with a gloomy face, said, "in addition, if you don't mind, we will search your residence. You should know that something terrible happened tonight. I hope you can cooperate."
The words are hard, with the flavor of not being disobeyed.
This made the smile on the boy's face fade away, and he said powerlessly: "it's the matter. Sorry, it has nothing to do with me."
Bang!
He closed the door directly and muttered: "I really doubt my head. These idiots have no eyes."
The old woman in the distance said: "young master, now you understand, that guy is a trouble. Whoever contacts will suffer."
The boy in linen sighed: "it's just a chat."
There was another knock on the door.
The boy in linen picks his eyebrows and opens the door. Then he sees Cheng Wen and others looking at him one by one. They are very angry.
"Oh, don't give up."
The young men in hemp clothes hugged their arms and smilingly said, "one by one, there are gloomy faces of the dead, crying and mourning
"Young master, please pay more attention!"
Cheng Wen clenched his teeth and was so angry that he almost ran away. "Although this is Yingke mountain, it's also the site of Tianyin Pavilion. No matter where you come from, if you don't cooperate today, don't blame me for being rude!"
The old woman in the distance gave a cry.
But without waiting for her to stop, the boy in hemp suddenly put his hand forward.
Click!
Cheng Wen, the sage of Tianyin Pavilion and the elder of Wangjing, had his neck twisted into a twist.
Then, if his body was incinerated, it turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared. From beginning to end, he didn't have time to react!
"Those who dare to threaten me are all dead now, you It's no exception. "
The young man in hemp clothes opened his mouth with a smile. His eyes narrowed, and he looked harmless to people and animals.
The strong man who can come with Cheng Wen, when facing the young man in hemp clothes again, his body is stiff, like falling into an ice cave, and his face is full of fear.
-
(I drank a little more at the wedding banquet today, but the update didn't drop the chain!
Speaking of important things, at 8:00 tomorrow evening, goldfish will send a red envelope on wechat / public / public number "xiaojinyu233!")
However, when he noticed Liu Qingyan's eyes, Lintian opened his eyes from meditation and said with a smile, "how, do you believe it now?" Liu Qingyan nodded, Yingrun lips with a smile: "up to now I still feel like a dream." Lintian was dumb and said, "this is the way of heaven and no one. Miss Qingyan, now Tianyin pavilion has become a mess. It will be very safe for you and your master." Liu Qingyan let out a sound, and the lingering depression shrouded in her eyebrows also reduced a lot, and the whole person radiated an amazing and beautiful atmosphere. She came to Lintian and sat down. She tilted her head and asked, "master Yuxuan, who do you think is the murderer who did such things?" The sound is as clear and sweet as the sound of nature. Her eyes are as clear as stars, her brows are as picturesque as a picture, and she is so ethereal that it is a rare pleasure to listen to her only. Lintian picked up the green gourd, took a sip of the wine, and joked: "how could I know, maybe Is it a senior who is pitying for fragrance and jade and can't bear Qingyan to be harmed? However, Miss Qingyan can't call her "murderer". She is a living Bodhisattva who can save her life. " Liu Qingyan glanced at Lintian. Her eyes were clear and expectant. She was so beautiful that her heart trembled. She thought about it and said, "whether it's a living Bodhisattva or not, all I know is that master Yuxuan went out for a trip and brought me back a great piece of good news. If I have a chance in the future, I'll be able to repay him with a good life." "There's no need to wait later, just now." Lintian suddenly remembered something and said, "I've heard that Miss Qingyan has great attainments in temperament, and she can also play a rare musical instrument called Gulu lingxun. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to listen to it?" Liu Qingyan was surprised and said: "the ancient law Linglong? Who did you listen to? I haven't displayed this musical instrument since I entered the Tianyin pavilion to practice. " Lintian thought that it was bad. Just when he was about to explain, Liu Qingyan nodded with a smile: "but if you like me, why don't I give up my shame?" As she said this, she took out the musical instrument, which was shaped like a drop of water, about the size of a palm, with nine holes on it, and its surface was covered with jade like warm luster. Gulu Linglong! Lintian was in a trance in his eyes. At the age of seven, he was in a mine jail. It was a night when the snow was blowing. Mr. Lu sat alone on the top of a mountain, carrying wine gourd and drinking alone in the snow. Until he was drunk, Mr. Lu took out the Gulu Linglong he had been wearing, and then called Lintian, who was only seven years old at that time, to his side. There was no conversation. Mr. Lu just played the ancient Linglong. The sound of solitude and emptiness, floating in the world, the wind and snow, full of unspeakable loneliness and sadness. Lin Xun, who was only seven years old, knew for the first time that there was a kind of loneliness in the music. At the end of the song, Mr. Lu looked into Lintian's eyes and said, "remember, this song is the last trace left by your mother before she left." It was also at that time that Lintian remembered Gulu lingxun and that song. Liu Qingyan didn't notice Lintian's difference. Her green and white fingers were pressed on the ancient Linglong, and her red lips were gently opened to play. A melodious melody sounds like the sound of nature, like the wind chanting in the starry sky, which reverberates in the vast river of years Lintian drank in silence. His long dusty memory seemed to open. He thought of Mr. Lu and his childhood in the mine. The quiet courtyard, such as the night sky of ink, is full of stars, and melodious notes are like strings that stir people's hearts. "In the white blade, in the mortal world." In another courtyard, the boy in hemp clothes is lying lazily in the rocking chair. With his head resting on his arms and legs crossed, he grunted, "Oh, no, it should be a drink of laughter, killing people in the busy market." The boy in linen has also heard about the bloody incident on the Fulong boat. His first reaction is to pat his thigh and sigh: "this man, fierce!" The people of Honghuang Daoting say that they will kill them. Isn't it fierce? At that time, the young men in hemp clothes wanted to go to find Lintian impulsively to have a good chat with this fierce man. It's better to ask for a drink. If Lintian didn't agree, he would take the informant as a threat. After all, he is the only one who knows the murderer of this bloody incident. But it's best that he was stopped by the old woman, and told him not to get involved in this disturbance, just to look on coldly. The boy in hemp clothes was very disappointed. Now he was lying in the rocking chair, listening to the faint sound of music from the distant courtyard. It was as beautiful as the sound of nature, and his heart became more and more depressed. After that guy killed someone, he went back to his home and was accompanied by a beautiful woman. Listening to the wonderful music, he was very natural and unrestrained. If you look at yourself again, you won't even give up the yard. It's really sad.There was a knock at the door. Whoosh, the boy in hemp immediately got up, went forward to open the door, and said, "grandma, I'll see who's coming to visit. I promise I won't make trouble. Don't mix with me." The old woman was helpless for a while. She also knew that the boy's character was so different that he was about to be bored for so many days. "Who is it?" The boy in linen opened the door and welcomed him with a smile. Outside the gate stood a group of strong people in Tianyin Pavilion, led by a sage king elder named Cheng Wen. "Young master, we have some questions for you to answer." Cheng Wen, with a gloomy face, said, "in addition, if you don't mind, we will search your residence. You should know that something terrible happened tonight. I hope you can cooperate." The words are hard, with the flavor of not being disobeyed. This made the smile on the boy's face fade away, and he said powerlessly: "it's the matter. Sorry, it has nothing to do with me." Bang! He closed the door directly and muttered: "I really doubt my head. These idiots have no eyes." The old woman in the distance said: "young master, now you understand, that guy is a trouble. Whoever contacts will suffer." The boy in linen sighed: "it's just a chat." There was another knock on the door. The boy in linen picks his eyebrows and opens the door. Then he sees Cheng Wen and others looking at him one by one. They are very angry. "Oh, don't give up." The young men in hemp clothes hugged their arms and smilingly said, "one by one, there are gloomy faces of the dead, crying and mourning "Young master, please pay more attention!" Cheng Wen clenched his teeth and was so angry that he almost ran away. "Although this is Yingke mountain, it's also the site of Tianyin Pavilion. No matter where you come from, if you don't cooperate today, don't blame me for being rude!" The old woman in the distance gave a cry. But without waiting for her to stop, the boy in hemp suddenly put his hand forward. Click! Cheng Wen, the sage of Tianyin Pavilion and the elder of Wangjing, had his neck twisted into a twist. Then, if his body was incinerated, it turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared. From beginning to end, he didn't have time to react! "Those who dare to threaten me are all dead now, you It's no exception. " The young man in hemp clothes opened his mouth with a smile. His eyes narrowed, and he looked harmless to people and animals. The strong man who can come with Cheng Wen, when facing the young man in hemp clothes again, his body is stiff, like falling into an ice cave, and his face is full of fear. - I drank a little more at the wedding banquet today, but the update didn't drop the chain! Speaking of important things, at 8:00 tomorrow evening, goldfish will send a red envelope on wechat / public / public number "xiaojinyu233!"
