Lu Changzhi didn't find the picture of pounding clothes under the moon, so he was stunned in the room. He clearly remembered that the painting was placed in this study, why was it missing at this time?

If someone came to steal the painting, it would never be possible to take just that one painting and leave the many in front of me.

He was wondering, when he suddenly heard a woman's gentle and beautiful voice outside: "It's already high and hard to be satisfied, and it's in vain to hate it." Five more sparse and broken, a tree is ruthless. The thin eunuch stalk is still widespread, and the old garden has been flattened. Annoying Jun is the most alarming, and I am also a family. ”

Lu Chang listened to this poem before, and he didn't have any feelings in the first few sentences, but who knew that he heard the last few sentences: "...... The old garden has been flattened. Annoying Jun is the most alarming, and I am also a family. Suddenly the body and mind were shaken, and sorrow came from it, which could not be stopped.

Lu Changzhi flashed out of the study, and came to the place where the sound of chanting sounded in the garden, but saw a woman with outstanding grace standing in the wind, looking up at a tall poplar tree.

I don't know how high the tree is, and I don't stop shouting.

Only then did Lu Changzhi understand the meaning of Fang Cai's poem, which was reciting the cicadas on the tree.

When the woman heard the footsteps, she turned her head and saw Lu Changzhi coming, with a gentle and sweet smile on her face.

This smile fell in Lu Changzhi's eyes, making him in a trance, as if he had returned to the past, when the woman by the river who was smiling at him also asked him sweetly and softly: "Master Lu, is the painting ready?" ”

Lu Changzhi walked closer and asked, "Wind girl, was that poem written by you just now?" ”

Lin Tingyu shook his head and said, "How can I be so talented? This poem was written by a poet in my hometown, and it is about the cicadas in the trees. He uses cicadas to express his feelings. The end is full of grief. When I come to this land garden now, I can't help but feel emotion when I see this scene in the garden. Hence the thought of this poem. ”

“…… The old garden has been flattened. Annoying Jun is the most alarming, and I am also a family. Lu Changzhi recited leisurely, sad in his heart.

I remembered that "Feng Yinniang" said just now that this poem was written by a poet in her hometown, and she also said that in her hometown, although people and demons are not the same kind of people, they are all interested in asking questions. They will not have disputes with each other for no reason, which is very different from the different paths of the shemales here, and Lu Chang's heart has an inexplicable sense of yearning.

He said, "Wind Girl." I heard you talk about your hometown before, and I think you are not a local. But I don't know where your home is, what are the customs there, and why did you come here? ”

Lin Tingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xin said: "Finally have the will to talk to me." ”

This Lu Changzhi. Don't look at the appearance of being buried by hatred and cold feelings for a long time, in fact, the sensitivity of the artist in his bones has not really faded completely.

It's hard to be natural, maybe that's what it means.

Lin Tingyu said: "My hometown is far away from Penglai overseas, and I don't know how many miles away from here, 108,000 miles, is not enough to describe its ......."

At that moment, she told all kinds of fairy rumors in the present world in which she lived, and copied a lot of stories from "Journey to the West". Most of the demons who harm people and disturb the people were exterminated by the demons who became immortals, and then they were restrained and re-cultivated. Become a helpful goblin and so on.

Lin listened to the rain and talked a lot, but Lu Changzhi just listened silently.

After Lin listened to the rain and finished speaking, it took a long time before he spoke, and said with a sigh: "It turns out that there is another immortal mountain overseas, and the folk customs on it are very different from the land we live in. ”

Lin Tingyu said, "Yes." If the folk customs here are the same as those of my hometown, it is unlikely that your loved ones will be hurt to death by monsters. In our place, there is not much difference between humans and demons, and the only difference is the cultivation of the exercises.

Actually, in my opinion, the demon clan here is no different from ours there. The reason why they get along with human beings is nothing more than the concept that 'if they are not of my race, their hearts will be different'. ”

Lu Changzhi was silent for a while before he said, "Although what you said may be very reasonable, the monster brutally killed my relatives, and this matter is true." Moreover, all my loved ones died tragically, and the matter cannot be changed.

Over the past hundred years, I have slain countless demons. The great enmity has been settled, and in this life and this life, my relationship with demons cannot be changed again. ”

Lin Tingyu said: "I won't care about your relationship with other demons, and there is no reason to care." But, is there really no room for relaxation in your relationship with me?

I have not harmed any of your family, and I can even say that I have harmed anyone. And my family, far away, is far away, and you have never hurt it.

Where is the enmity between me and you? Where does the hatred come from? Don't you miss the old relationship between you and me because of your relationship with other demons? ”

Lu Changzhi shook slightly, and looked at the woman in front of him with an uncomplicated expression. It seems that he has returned to his youth, to that green and innocent era, without hatred, without scheming, without killing, without blood on his hands......

At that time, he looked at the same young woman, talking and laughing merrily, and devoting himself to each other, without the slightest hypocrisy.

After a long time, Lin Tingyu saw that he never said a word, sighed helplessly, and said quietly: "Back then, if you hadn't had to draw a picture of a beautiful woman pounding clothes, why would I have crossed the ocean and come here again?" ”

Lu Changzhi was shocked again, and said, "Could it be that you came back here from your hometown again to catch up with me?" ”

Lin Tingyu said: "Otherwise, the people here are not familiar with the land, if there is no reason for this, why did I come here?" ”

Lu Changzhi turned his face away.

Lin Tingyu keenly noticed that his neck was a little red, and he expected that his face would definitely be red, and he was slightly happy in his heart.

As the saying goes: "Men chase women, and the mountains are separated; Women chase men, compartment yarn. "What's more, Feng Yinniang still has such a beautiful face, and she is a young acquaintance with Lu Changzhi.

For Lu Changzhi, who has lost all his deceased, an old man who is a young man is actually very precious.

"Young Master Lu," Lin Tingyu said again, "What you just rummaged through in the study, but this picture of pounding clothes under the moon?" ”

As she spoke, she took out the picture of pounding clothes, and then said, "I came here to look for you a long time ago, and I didn't see you, but I only saw this ruined garden, and found this painting in a room.

Although it was old, I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I kept it with me, and whoever wanted to carry it in my arms was already wrinkled. ”

Later, she tried to smooth out the wrinkled painting, but in any case there were wrinkles on it, and she couldn't help pouting her mouth sadly, looking very coquettish. (To be continued......)