Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

"Haha, I was too preoccupied with my appearance and forgot that you are not a monk." Jiang Shan looked at Xiao Yao'er and chuckled.

"It's okay. I don't blame you, brother Jiangshan. It's because Yao'er doesn't have this level. Brother Jiangshan doesn't have to blame himself." Xiao Yaoer looked at Jiangshan and spoke softly.

"By the way, Brother Jiangshan, I think you are a person with stories. Can you tell me about your past?" After Xiao Yao'er finished speaking, he asked without waiting for Jiangshan to speak.

Listening to Xiao Yao'er's words, Jiang Shan raised his brows slightly, and his expression showed a touch of recollection.

"How do you know I have a story?" Jiang Shan looked at Xiao Yao'er, but his mother, Dongfang Qian, Long Er, Bai Xuedong and others appeared in his mind.

"Well, actually I guessed it, because brother Jiangshan, your eyes are different from others. Your eyes are much deeper, just like... just like that big mountain, it has experienced the precipitation of time."

Yao'er looked at the mountains and flowing water in front of him and spoke softly. At the end of his words, he pointed to the big mountain.

"High mountains?" Jiang Shan smiled softly and said in a low voice: "The place I came from is very far away. It's so far away that I don't even know when I can go back. And the purpose of my coming is to kill people."

"Kill someone?" Xiao Yao'er frowned and said analytically, "Then Brother Jiangshan, the person you want to kill must be a bad person."

"Yes, there are good and bad people." Jiang Shan said softly with a solemn look on his face: "This person, if he doesn't die, may kill everyone related to me."

"Oh, in that case, this person is really bad." Xiao Yao'er spoke softly, with a hint of hatred in his voice.

"Well, that's why I came here just to look for traces of him." Jiang Shan said, with a murderous intent gradually appearing in his expression.

In the past few days, he had a vague feeling that Mo could wake up at any time. He thought that if Mo was around then, it would be much easier for him to find that guy.

"Brother Jiangshan, have you found him? Is he in Longshe Town? Is he powerful?" Xiao Yao'er listened to Jiangshan's words, and questions were fired at him like a machine gun.

Seeing Xiao Yao'er smiling slightly, Jiang Shan said softly: "If I could find him so easily, I'd probably have left Longshe Town by now."

"Oh, that's right." Xiao Yao'er said embarrassedly, then laughed, pointed to the fairyland in front of him and said: "Brother Jiangshan, you said that if there is a perfect song now, wouldn't this place be even more beautiful?

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"Yes." Jiang Shan nodded slightly, then his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Such a scene, high mountains and flowing water!"

"Hahaha, little Yao'er, do you want to listen to a piece of music? This piece of music is called the Divine Comedy in my hometown!" Jiang Shan chuckled and said, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, he suddenly remembered

That piece of music that Boya and Zhong Ziqi played together has been passed down through the ages.

"Oh? If it can be praised as a divine song by you, brother Jiangshan, it must be extremely pleasant to listen to. Xiaoyao'er is all ears." Xiaoyaoer smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at Jiangshan expectantly.

Looking at Xiao Yao'er's expectant look, Jiangshan also has a hint of pride. Isn't it the wish of all Chinese people to let the great Chinese music spread in this other world?

Of course, it’s not Jiang Shan who plays this piece, Jiang Shan is just reproducing the piece in his memory!

Jiang Shan's eyes were slightly closed, and his consciousness went directly into the depths of his memory, and he began to look for the mountains and flowing water that he had heard about.

With Jiang Shan's current level of cultivation, all his past memories have become real. He can recall even things that happened when he was one year old, so it is easy to find this song.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Shan gently pushed forward with his left hand. Under his push, a total of two figures gradually emerged.

One person played the harp, while the other closed his eyes and listened. Under the harp and harp, the sound of flowing water gradually began to rise.

Listening to the sound of the piano and harp, Xiao Yao'er gradually closed his eyes, and Jiang Shan also closed his eyes at this moment, sinking all his mind into this song of mountains and flowing water.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious for thousands of times. Sometimes it is like a mountain trembling with incomparable majesty. Sometimes it is like running water gently trembling and twisting and turning. The taste of the piano is of its own style, which makes people listen to it, ups and downs, and can't stop.

As the sound of the piano reverberated, it seemed to coincide with the way of heaven here. It actually caused the fish in the flowing water to surface from time to time, cheering and jumping, and the little creatures under the grass also poked their heads out and gathered here.

The monsters that were close to here, whether they were looking for food or fighting before, stopped what they were doing at this moment and rushed towards this fairyland quickly.

Even, near this fairyland, some of the enchanted mountains, rocks and trees were trembling and moving at this moment. They could not move their bodies, but they could echo this wonderful song!

All the monster beasts who came to this fairyland-like scenery squatted down quietly on the spot, closed their eyes and listened to the baptism of music.

At this moment, they ignored the war and their own bloodthirsty characteristics. At this moment, their cultivation and spiritual intelligence seemed to begin to improve.

Jiangshan can sense all of this, and it is precisely because these monsters do not have the slightest malice, otherwise Jiangshan will probably wipe them out with a wave of his hand!

No matter how beautiful the song is, it will eventually end, and no matter how familiar the person is, there will eventually be a strange day. Mountains and rivers, when Zhong Ziqi died, Boya lamented that no one understands me in this life, so he broke the piano in anger and never touched it again in this life.

Qin.

But now, the music that Jiang Shan had ripped out of his memory has finally stopped.

At this time, thousands of monsters had gathered behind Jiang Shan and Xiao Yao'er. They were still immersed in the music when the song ended.

Jiang Shan can predict that when these monsters wake up, they may suddenly feel that their previous opponents may be their own Bole and stop fighting.

When the song ended, Xiao Yao'er also slowly woke up from the beautiful artistic conception, "It's such a powerful song, but it doesn't lose the sense of friendship. Can I learn this song, Brother Jiangshan?"

"Okay." Looking at the hope in Xiao Yao'er's eyes, Jiang Shan nodded lightly, then raised his right hand and gently pressed it on Xiao Yao'er's Tianling.

The content and true meaning of the song about mountains and flowing water were poured directly into Xiao Yao'er's heart with Jiang Shan's right hand.

"Okay, I've learned the tune, but you still need a good piano. I'll take you to find it!" Jiang Shan said softly, looking at Xiao Yao'er.