However, when he noticed Liu Qingyan's gaze, Lin Xun opened his eyes from the meditation and said with a smile, "What, do you believe it now?"

Liu Qingyan nodded, and a smile appeared on her lustrous lips: "I still feel like I'm dreaming."

Lin Xun was dumbfounded and said, "This is called the way of heaven, Miss Qingyan, now that Tianyin Pavilion has caused a show, she will definitely be overwhelmed. For you and your master, it will be very safe."

Liu Qingyan snorted, and the lingering depressive air that shrouded her brows was also reduced a lot, and her whole person glowed with an amazingly bright aura.

She came to Lin Xun and sat down, tilted her head and asked, "Senior Yuxuan, who do you think is the murderer who did such a thing?"

The voice is as clear and sweet as the sounds of nature.

Her clear eyes are like stars, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she is ethereal and vulgar, and it is a rare enjoyment to only listen to her words.

Lin Xun picked up the green leather gourd, took a sip of wine, and joked: "How could I know, maybe... is a senior who loves fragrance and loves jade and can't bear Miss Qingyan being harmed? However, Miss Qingyan can't call the other party" Murderer', this is a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering."

Liu Qingyan glanced at Lin Xun, her eyes were full of hope, she was angered and delighted, and she was so beautiful that her heart trembled.

She thought for a while and said, "Whether it is a living Bodhisattva or not, all I know is that when Senior Yuxuan went out for a trip, he brought me a piece of great news, and if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay the senior with a good life. "

"Don't wait any longer, just do it now."

Lin Xun suddenly remembered something and said, "I've heard that Miss Qingyan is very good at rhythm and also plays a rare musical instrument called Gulu Lingxun. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to listen to one?"

Liu Qingyan was surprised and said, "Gu Lu Lingxun? Who did you hear from seniors? Since I entered the Tianyin Pavilion to practice, I have never shown this instrument again."

Lin Xun secretly screamed in his heart that it was going to be bad, and just as he was about to explain, Liu Qingyan nodded with a smile: "However, if the senior likes it, why would the little girl be ugly?"

As she spoke, she took out a water drop-shaped musical instrument about the size of a palm, with nine holes on it, and a surface glowing with a sapphire luster.

Ancient Law Lingxun!

In the depths of Lin Xun's eyes, there was an imperceptible trance.

At the age of seven, he was in prison in the mines.

It was a night with heavy snow flying. Mr. Lu was sitting alone on the top of a mountain, carrying a wine gourd and drinking alone in the snow.

When he was drunk, Mr. Lu took out the ancient Lu Lingxun that he had been wearing all the time, and then called Lin Xun, who was only seven years old at the time, to his side.

Without talking, Mr. Lu just played the ancient rhythm Lingxun.

That voice was lonely and empty, drifting in the wind and snow, revealing indescribable loneliness and sadness.

Lin Xun, who was only seven years old, knew for the first time that there was a feeling of loneliness and loneliness in this rhythm.

At the end of the song, Mr. Lu looked into Lin Xun's eyes and said, "Remember this song, it's the last trace left by your mother before she left."

It was also at that time that Lin Xun remembered Gu Lu Lingxun and that piece of music.

Liu Qingyan didn't notice Lin Xun's strangeness, she pressed her green fingers on Gu Lu Lingxun, her red lips lightly parted, and she began to play.

A melodious rhythmic sound resounded like the sound of nature, like a swaying wind in the starry sky, echoing in the vast river of time...

Lin Xun drank silently, his long-cherished memories seemed to be opened, and he suddenly thought of Mr. Lu and the days when he was in prison in the mines when he was young.

The quiet courtyard, like the ink-like night sky, the stars are floating, and the melodious notes are like chords plucking people's hearts, curling and floating.

...

"Place your body in a white blade, and kill people in the world."

In another courtyard, the boy in linen lay lazily in a rocking chair.

With his head resting on his arms, Erlang's legs crossed, he hummed, "Well, no, he should have laughed out a glass of wine and killed people in the city."

The boy in linen had also heard about the bloody things that happened on the swinging boat, and his first reaction was to slap his thigh and sigh with emotion: "This buddy, fierce!"

People in the prehistoric Taoist court, if they want to kill, they will kill, aren't they fierce?

At that time, the boy in mai impulsively wanted to find Lin Xun, to have a good chat with this fierce man, and it would be best to ask for a drink.

If Lin Xun doesn't agree, he will use the whistleblower as a threat.

After all, on the swaying boat today, he is probably the only one who knows who the murderer of this bloody incident is.

But the best thing is that he was stopped by the old woman and told him not to get involved in this turmoil, just stand on the sidelines.

This made the boy in linen very disappointed. He was lying in the rocking chair at the moment, listening to the sound of the rhythm faintly coming from the courtyard in the distance.

After that guy murdered, he returned home, accompanied by a beautiful woman, listening to the wonderful song, and he was very unrestrained.

Looking at myself again, I don't even give up the yard, it's really sad.

There was a knock on the door.

With a swoosh, the boy in mai immediately got up, rushed forward to open the door, and said in his mouth, "Mother-in-law, I'll see who is coming to visit, and promise not to cause trouble, you don't want to interfere."

The old woman was helpless for a while, but she also knew that this kid's personality was so out of touch that he was about to get bored without staying at home for so many days.

"Who?"

The boy in linen opened the door and greeted him with a smile.

Outside the door, stood a group of strong people from Tianyin Pavilion, headed by a sage Wangjing elder named Cheng Wen.

"Sir, we have some questions that need your answers."

Cheng Wen said with a gloomy expression, "In addition, if you don't mind, we will also conduct a search of your residence. The son should know that something very bad happened tonight, and I hope the son can cooperate."

The words are hard and strong, with a taste that cannot be violated.

This made the smile on the face of the boy in linen fade away, and he said weakly: "So that's what happened, sorry, it has nothing to do with me."

boom!

He closed the door directly, and muttered, "I actually suspected that my young master was on my head. These idiots have no eyes."

The old woman in the distance said: "Young Master, now you understand, that guy is a trouble, and whoever comes into contact suffers."

The boy in linen sighed: "It's just a chat."

The knock on the door sounded again.

The boy in mai raised his eyebrows, opened the door, and saw Cheng Wen and others looking at him with bad expressions, looking very angry.

"Yo, don't give up."

The linen-clothed boy folded his arms and smiled, "Every one has a gloomy face and a dead face, what about mourning and mourning?"

"Master, please show some respect!"

Cheng Wen gritted his teeth and was so angry that he almost ran away, "Although this is Yingke Mountain, it is also the site of my Tianyin Pavilion. No matter what your origins are, if you don't cooperate today, don't blame me for waiting!"

The old woman in the distance screamed badly.

But before she could stop it, the boy in mai suddenly reached out.

Click!

The neck of Cheng Wen, the sage Wang Jing of Tianyin Pavilion, was twisted into a twist.

Then, as if his body was incinerated, it instantly turned into ashes and drifted away without a trace. From beginning to end, he didn't have time to react!

"Those who dare to threaten the young master are all dead now, and you... are no exception."

The boy in linen grinned and opened his mouth, his eyes narrowed, looking harmless to humans and animals.

The strong man who came with Cheng Wen, when facing the Mai-clothed boy again, all froze, like falling into an ice cave, and his expression was full of fear.

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(At the wedding banquet today, I drank a little more, but the update did not fall off the chain!

Speaking of important things, at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, Goldfish will send a red envelope on the WeChat/Xingong/public account "xiaojinyu233"! )