[Mo Feng Tongren] Bai Ling touches ink

Chapter 9 The Song of Heartstrings

The lowest floor of the Sparrow Pavilion is a very large room. There is only one case in the empty room. In the middle is the general's resting couch. Several clusters of torches are lit on the surrounding beams and pillars, flickering, dim but mixed with a hint of secret ambiguity.

Ji Wuye was reclining on the couch, with a sword in his hand, squinting at the approaching woman while drinking: "I heard that you are excellent at playing the piano, and you can attract the spectacle of flocks of birds when you play it. General Wanben wants to see it with his own eyes."

"Nongyu is lucky, and I would like to play a song for the general." Nongyu softened his brows and eyes, bowed his knees, and his voice was charming.

"Okay." Ji Wuye waved his hand to let a servant carefully hold a guqin and put it on the table, without any emotion in his voice, "You can use that guqin to play a piece for me."

All the strings of the Guqin were broken, it was the Guqin that Bai Feng had quietly given before, Nongyu's eyebrows twitched, and she replied as if she didn't know: "Yes."

On the tiles outside the window, Mo Ya was quietly observing the situation in the room. A white feather floated down in front of his eyes. He turned his head, and the white phoenix had quietly landed beside him.Mo Ya raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes around, and looked around, but saw that no one was looking around. They looked at each other, and jumped to the ground in tacit agreement. They saw Nongyu sitting in front of the broken-string guqin, posing. playing position.

"So you can also play?" Ji Wuye questioned.

Nongyu stroked the surface of the qin, knowing clearly that the young man was outside the window at the moment, and said calmly: "There are two types of music to play, one is the song of the strings, and the other is the song of the heartstrings. What I play for the general is This heartstring song."

"Heartstrings?"

"Everyone can hear the melody played by the strings, and only those who are sincere can hear the melody played by the heartstrings." Nongyu raised her head, looked directly at the person sitting above, and said the words to him out, but I know in my heart that more people are actually facing people outside the window.

Holding the wine bottle, Ji Wuye seemed to say appreciatively: "Good! I want to listen to your so-called heartstrings."

After hearing this, Nongyu closed his eyes, and with a flick of his finger, there was a loud sound, which made the boy outside the window open his eyes wide. He thought to himself, this, this, is this...

"There is another song, which is about a most special kind of bird. It is the head of all birds, but on its way of life, it must experience destruction again and again. When it goes through hardships and strives to break through the impasse of death, It will be reborn." The woman's gentle voice sounded in his mind, and he guessed uncertainly that this might be the last gift she gave him.

The young man immersed in the music did not notice the deep eyes of the young man beside him looking at him, nor did he see the extremely shallow reluctance and relief flowing in his eyes as the young man turned his head to look at the crow slowly flying towards the sky.Crows have always been a symbol of death, just like himself.

The sound of the piano was slow and fast, Nongyu's fingertips slid and jumped on the smooth surface of the piano, Baifeng seemed to be able to see a phoenix flying in the fire, soaring freely in the sky, and his clear neighing pierced the sky.

At this time, Ji Wuye's eyes were filled with anger, and she saw that the woman still closed her eyes as if she was really playing a qin music seriously, she clenched the wine bottle in her hand, and then ruthlessly threw it to the ground.

"General, do you still hear the sound of the piano?" Nongyu paused with her fingertips, slid past the last note, opened her eyes, and smiled lightly, bright and undeniable.

Ji Wuye became furious, and picked up the long sword by his side. The sharp edge of the sword pointed directly at the woman's forehead: "Do you think your life is too long for you to play tricks on this general?"

Seeing this, Bai Feng frowned worriedly, took a step forward, and was about to rush in immediately, when Mo Ya saw this, stopped the young man's waist, "Ji Wuye's martial arts are far above you and me, don't act rashly." The voice was low and sweet , Wrapped gently around Baifeng's ear, for no reason, it made his heart suddenly calm down.

The woman in the room had indifferent eyebrows and eyes, not afraid of the sharp edge pointing at her forehead: "The general gave me this piano with broken strings, so naturally I want to listen to extraordinary music. How dare my concubine fool the general? If the general doesn't believe it, you can look around the hall. "

Ji Wuye looked up and saw that the beams of the surrounding houses were full of crows, snaking and drawing ink lines on the wedge between the beams.Nongyu got up, and replied enchantingly: "The general has seen the spectacle of the gathering of thousands of birds, do you still think that Nongyu is fooling the general?"

Could it be that these birds can really hear some heartstrings?Ji Wuye was startled, and asked coldly: "It is said that crows are the messengers of death. Why do you attract these crows that represent death?"

This song is full of determination of death, how could Nongyu play such a heartstring song?The more tense this is, the more Baifeng is worried about Nongyu's situation, and when he thinks back to the song just now, he feels uneasy.

"General, have you ever heard of the phoenix, the king of white birds? It will be reborn from the ashes and will gain a more glorious life. This is the intention in my song. This is the surprise that Nongyu gave to the general." The woman's voice sounded like morning dew. , breathless, the end of the sentence is slightly raised, extremely seductive and faintly revealing a hint of danger that is not easy to detect.

Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes and looked at the stunning woman in front of him, then burst out laughing. He put his sword on the ground, and with a crisp sound of the metal and stone colliding, he kicked over the table and cracked the piano: "Someone said before that you are different from ordinary people. Vulgar and vulgar fan," he lifted her gracefully curved chin, admiring this bright and charming face, a strong desire to conquer suddenly rose in his heart, "as expected, good, this general likes women like you."

After finishing speaking, there was another burst of laughter, he hugged the woman horizontally, walked to the front of the couch, and said comfortably: "The beauty is good at drums and zithers, how about playing a spring night drunk for the general?"

Bai Feng watched all this, the hands hanging on both sides gradually clenched into fists, only to feel that the patience to wait for the opportunity was gradually exhausted, and he didn't even realize that Mo Ya had been looking at him, sad and worried, with hidden eyes, It is the love of youth for many years.

At this moment, killing intent flashed in the eyes of the woman in the room, and she leaned close to Ji Wuye's ear, whispering softly, "The general really wants to hear it?"

"I can't wait." Ji Wuye replied.Nongyu sneered in his heart, and raised his slender hands inch by inch, as if supporting the bun, but put the hairpin back into his sleeves without any trace, stroking Ji Wuye's chest with his green fingers, his seductive voice was intoxicating Spleen: "General, please reward me."

Ji Wuye enjoyed himself and said: "Good fingering." Hearing this, Nongyu raised his eyebrows, and stabbed fiercely at Ji Wuye's chest with the hairpin in his hand, but Ji Wuye dodged it and threw it into the air. Seeing that the stab failed, But her body was as soft as a snake, wrapping around Ji Wuye's body, unable to dodge, Ji Wuye was finally stabbed fiercely by Nongyu.Nongyu smiled like a picture, but her eyes were firm and determined: "The spring night is short, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up from this drunk again."

A line of blood flowed from the corner of Ji Wuye's mouth, but no panic was seen, "Beauty is like a blade, if you want to kill me, it's not your turn!"

This specially made copper thorn can pierce through his layers of armor, but it can't pierce his flesh and blood. , I couldn't help being shocked in my heart.Within a thousand turns, Ji Wuye had mobilized his inner strength, and unexpectedly shattered the copper hairpin, and also shook the woman several feet away, hitting the pillar, with a "bang", the pain was excruciating just by hearing it.

The author has something to say: the last few chapters are a step-by-step journal. . . .