Chapter 939: Wu Anjun's Story

Whether it is Luo Chen's sudden visit, or this person waking up from the sound of the piano, his eyes are always unwavering, and his face has not changed in the slightest, looking at Luo Chen is like a wooden man!

"The younger generation passed by here, and when I heard the sound of the piano, I couldn't help but look for the sound, if there is anything disturbing, please don't blame Mr."

The man finally moved, his eyes swept lightly over his body, he walked directly to the stone table in the pavilion and sat down, opened a jar of home-brewed wine, and after opening it, his face showed a hint of intoxication, and he smiled like a child!

Luo Chen stood in place awkwardly and coughed lightly, "I don't know when the seniors have a big name, when did they live in seclusion here?" ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the gazebo, but the man never looked up at him.

Luo Chen stared at the man tightly, the look of surprise in his eyes was even stronger, he could see from the man's eyes that the man was by no means a drunkard, his eyes had a trace of amazement, a trace of numbness, and a trace of dazedness and remorse!

Luo Chen sat down on the stone table unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "Can you ask for a glass of wine?" ”

The man's eyes fell on him, and he silently handed over the wine jar in his hand, and said his first sentence: "The bowl is not enough, just drink it in the jar!" ”

After finishing speaking, he drank the bowl of turbid wine in his hand, and lay straight on the stone slab in the pavilion, his face was full of intoxication, as if this bowl of wine could sinner!

Luo Chen smiled dumbly, directly drank a jar of turbid wine, and said with a smile: "Everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober!" ”

The man opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a terrifying cold light in his eyes, and his tone was calm: "Where did you hear this?" ”

Luo Chen's face was stunned for a moment, and he thought about it, after opening the system for detection, his face was momentarily sluggish, and he said softly: "Warring States, Qu Yuan!" ”

The man stood up suddenly, his eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "Long sigh to hide the tears, mourn how difficult the people's livelihood is!" ”

Luo Chen showed a faint smile on his face: "I didn't expect to meet my old acquaintance in this foreign land!" ”

The man also had a complicated complexion, and looked at Luo Chen for a long time without saying a word!

"Tell a story!"

"Okay!"

Bai Qi held the empty wine bowl, took a sip again, swallowed the remaining trace of wine into his stomach, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said softly: "He has returned from victory, the king has set up a banquet, and the song and dance have been peaceful!" ”

"The whole Xianyang City is talking about two things, one is that Wu Anjun killed 400,000 Zhao troops in Changping Pit, which is an unprecedented victory, and the two Xianyang City pianists are leaving Qiuli, and a song shocks the capital!"

"Qiu Li at the banquet, his eyes are indifferent, he is a native of Zhao!"

"The general knows that he is from Zhao Guo, but he is still impressed by his piano skills!"

"The two met a month ago, the general returned triumphantly and entered the palace to face the saint, but he was sneered at by the king, he was tired and unwilling to fight anymore!"

"He's old, and he's done enough for his family and country!"

"That day in a tavern, until the tavern closed, he still didn't move, Qiu Li was about to leave, but he was stopped by him!"

Luo Chen silently listened to the legendary story of this era in front of an audience!

"The general said, Brother Tai's song is so good!"

The man smiled and told him he would come!

Bai Qi's eyes suddenly seemed to return to the dusty years that had been sealed for a long time!

"Brother's song is so good!"

Bai Qi said politely.

"Thank you, thank you!"

He said.

For several weeks after that, he had been by his side, and he told him that his name was Qiu Li, and he was from Zhao Guo, Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, and casually made up a life story for himself!

The two often dance and play with Fengyue together, and he likes Qiu Li's song "Spring Family Bridge!" 》

Rong Ma has never had such a happy life in his life, until one day, Qiu Li suddenly asked him.

"Can a song kill?"

"I only know that swords can kill, but I don't know that songs can kill!"

"I'm leaving!"

The corners of Qiu Li's mouth curled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Bai Qiwu sat up, and spit out a dead grass in his mouth on the ground: "When?" ”

"Next week!"

"What?"

"Can't tell!"

The two have been separated since then, but Bai Qi has always been obsessed with Qiu Li's piano skills, and Qiu Li is also famous in Xianyang City with his piano skills.

His white shirt has been deeply imprinted in Bai Qi's mind since then, and he can only see his hands moving lightly, like willow branches brushing across the water.

The sound of the piano seemed to come from far away, like white clouds drifting over the top of the mountain, like the warm sun shining on the slopes of the wildflowers, and like a gust of wind blowing through the deep valley.

Bai Qi couldn't help but close his eyes, and the reckless and pale Taibai Mountain appeared in front of him again. When the snow melted and the mountain stream flowed, he and the children of the neighborhood ran barefoot downhill, playing, and picking wild fruits...... Vaguely, Bai Qi seemed to hear his mother calling his mother to call him home for dinner...... Before he knew it, the corners of his eyes were a little damp.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed abruptly.

Like a raging storm mixed with the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of swords colliding all over the mountains......

Bai Qi opened his eyes, only to see Qiu Li's arms outstretched, his ten fingers flying, and his body almost fell on the piano.

Suddenly, Qiu Li raised his head suddenly, his eyes had become cold, and the sound of the piano also changed again, revealing indescribable gloom and poignancy, sometimes like a owl bird singing at night, mourning ape howling, and sometimes like a whisper......

The chill in Qiuli's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the stabbing white like an ice pick. Bai Qi couldn't help but shudder, and just about to get up, Qiu Li's hands had already crossed the piano heavily, and suddenly, the seven strings on the piano were broken, and the sound of clanging resounded in the hall.

At this time, Qiuli's right index finger and middle finger had been inserted into his eyes like lightning.

In an instant, Qiu Li's eyes were bleeding, and his originally delicate face became hideous and terrifying.

Two of the guards beside Bai Qi moved and drew their swords to protect Bai Qi, and the other two had already flown in front of Qiu Li and pressed his chest with their swords.

Bai Qi's eyes were a little incredulous, even his breathing was sudden, his eyes were staring at Qiu Li, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What are you doing?" ”

Qiu Li's eyes were full of sneer, "White bones and artemisia, blue blood and yellow sand, and bleeding on the battlefield are justified." But in the battle of Changping, the 400,000 soldiers of my Zhao Kingdom were already unarmed, but they were killed by you overnight, is this a hero's doing? ”

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Bai Qi took three or four steps back in a row, his face became pale for a while, his eyes were full of dodge, and he didn't even dare to look at Qiu Li!

This story, I like it very much, and I will never forget it!

(End of chapter)