Within a radius of three miles from the inn, birds were suspended in the air, poultry and beasts rushed out, and people on the street were parked on the street, changing strangely, like puppets being manipulated.

The man saw this strange scene, thinking that under the Tianshan Mountain, the silk and bamboo Taoist people were just like this, with the sound of the piano as the line, all things as the couple, and the place covered by the sound of the piano was inevitable.

Although the man suppressed and alleviated the influence of the rhythm on himself, he always felt a faint sadness in his heart, and that sadness seemed to be constantly outlining a picture, and that kind of sadness that the man had seen was the sadness in the eyes of Chu Qing and Jiuwei when Qiyue Villa was destroyed.

The man closed his eyes slightly, the sword qi slowly appeared, and the things around him were pushed out. The man pushed the door out, came to the place where the piano sounded, knocked on the door, but waited for a moment and no one answered, but the change of the piano sound was more sad, and suddenly there was a crying sound downstairs, the man turned around and saw that Xiao Er in the inn was kneeling and crying, and then the people in the inn hugged their heads and cried one after another.

The man forcibly shook the door open, and saw Chu Qing and Jiuwei sealing their eyes in tulle, their fingers caressing the strings, and their movements were beautiful, like dancing elves, and the picture of their fingers slashing was like auspicious clouds.

The man withdrew his gaze from the strings, and saw that the corners of Chu Qing and Jiuwei's mouths were slowly oozing blood, and their faces twitched, as if it was not them controlling the strings, but the strings controlling them, to be precise, the sound of the qin controlling them.

Seven or eight Chinese fastest ~ mobile terminal: :// The sound of the piano will not stop, the two will overdraw their lives, the pain of the body, the joy of the soul, this is the heavenly ballad, sadness, joy is no big or small, and it is impossible to distinguish the comparison, the whole family was destroyed, Yu Chuqing and Jiuwei is the saddest thing between heaven and earth, maybe in the historical trajectory, in the rotation of all things, this sadness is harmless, but in the hearts of Chu Qing and Jiuwei is the pain of annihilation, with grief to dissolve pain, everyone has unbearable pain, heart touch, pass sadness, the same sadness, but depict their different incarnation, in people and birds and all things are the same, with a point of picture, with both eyes to see the world and the world, with the heart to hide the emotions of all things, the feeling is extreme, the emotion is polarized, all things suffer together, and all the realms are sad.

The man finally knew why the old man of Sizhu admired the heavenly ballad as the Divine Comedy of the Ages, the man stunned Chu Qing and Jiuwei, and the pain on the faces of the two was slowly relieved, but although the two were unconscious, the sound of the piano seemed to be still drifting, as if it resonated with the sadness of the town, and it took a long time to disappear, freed from the sadness, the birds and beasts, the people on the street, as if they didn't remember anything, but the seeds of sadness left in their hearts seemed to sprout, under the clear sky, the streets seemed to be shrouded in sad shadows, even the pedestrians passing by, the joy of passing here would be affected, and the ears seemed to echo with the sound of the pianoand let them abandon the joy.

The shadow of sadness is finally lifted with the setting sun, you can quickly forget the sadness, quickly adapt, and re-happy, this is the wonder of people, after the sunset, the joy of the day is suppressed, and it is resurrected at night, the streets around the inn are still brightly lit until late at night, and the sound of drinking and shouting can be faintly heard, and the music is spread in the music room with pleasing tunes, accompanied by the dance of people with heavy makeup, as if forgetting sadness as soon as possible, expelling the shadow of sadness in the heart, even if it is tired of a day, it is necessary to be accompanied by candles.

The sadness of the early morning, everyone's eyes are so sad, the man believes that the sadness is a memory that has been hard to remember, but in a short day, people can't wait to forget, life and death are gone, everything is like just a few months ago.

。 The man looked up at the bright moon outside the window, Chu Qing Xian Jiuwei woke up, saw the man looking out attentively, endured the pain in his body, and wanted to get out of bed to eat a cup of tea, the man heard the movement, slowly turned his head, and saw Chu Qing about to get out of bed, the man said: "Lie down well! Whatever you want, I will tell someone to do it!" Chu Qing glanced at the man shyly and said: "I, I'm just a little thirsty, I want to..." The man got up and poured a cup of tea and sent it to Chu Qing's side, the fingers of Chu Qing's hands had turned into blood, the man looked at it, and slowly sent the tea cup to Chu Qing's mouth, Chu Qing lowered his blushing face, the man relieved the tea cup, and said: "Your body needs to rest for a while to recover...", Chu Qing hurriedly said: "We're fine, you don't..." The man said: "Don't worry, I will stay here, and when your injuries are healed, let's go together!" I have already instructed the shopkeeper that he will find someone to take care of you two sisters during this time!" Chu Qing said in a low voice: "But, but we haven't cracked the mystery of the ancient spectrum!" The man turned to leave, walked to the door and stopped, and said: "During the period of recuperation, don't think about the ancient spectrum anymore, the ancient spectrum has been put away by me, you can take care of the injury!" Although the man turned his back to him, Chu Qing nodded obediently.

Looking at the man who left, the life-saving benefactor, cold and handsome, his body was full of mysterious taste, and the tea added a trace of tenderness, such a man, the girl was in love with spring, recalling the scene of the man feeding the tea, Chu Qing's face became hotter.

The man left for a moment, and two women walked in and took care of the two. Although the sound of Chu Qing and Jiu Wei's piano had little impact on the man, the sadness hidden in his heart finally began to move, and the man did not feel sleepy, so he went to the street for a walk, at this time there were very few pedestrians on the street, the man stopped and stopped, and after I don't know how long, he returned to the inn.

In addition to the man, there are Chu Qing and Jiuwei, the two got up and walked, stood outside the window, and saw the man looking up at the sky, maybe because of the rumors in the sky, the two could feel the sadness under the man's mask!

Jiuwei said: "Sister, who do you say the benefactor is? What is his surname? What is his name? Martial arts are so strong, he is not even afraid of the evil spirit, he should be very famous." Although he was very cold, I could always feel a feeling of fear in him, but for a few moments, I could still feel the faint aura of compassion on his body, but it was hidden too deeply by him!" Chu Qing held his face, leaned on the window, looked at the man, and said: "No matter who he is, whether he is evil or good, he is our savior." He is full of all kinds of traces, he must have experienced a lot of things, so he chose to hide his goodness and choose to treat everything coldly!" The two looked at the man stupidly, the man suddenly turned his head, the two hurriedly avoided the man's sight, left the window, the two looked at each other and smiled, and returned to their respective beds to rest.