, under the wild sky

Han Si woke up vaguely, and found in panic that he was lying on the ground with all four limbs on his face. Looking at Zheng Sen on the side, it was even worse, with his face buried in the ground like a dog chewing mud.

Han Si suddenly reacted and looked back, only to see Xiong Huai spying on the path in the forest on the other side.

Xiong Huai turned around and met Yu Han Si's eyes. Han Si felt unnatural and scolded with a fierce expression, "Have you found the monster?"

Xiong Huai paused to confirm that the memory had been deleted, and then casually replied, "Not yet."

Han Si took advantage of the situation and wanted to scold Xiong Huai. At this time, Zheng Sen suddenly pulled his head out of the soil. There was still soil in his nose. When he sneezed, the recoil made Zheng Sen laugh in a funny way.

His mud-covered face was full of confusion, as if he had been drunk after eating too much, which made him laugh.

However, Han Si didn't know why. Just seeing Zheng Sen's face made him want to kill Zheng Sen.

So he stepped forward and kicked Zheng Sen's butt with all his strength.

A scream ended abruptly as Zheng Sen's face returned to the mud of Mother Earth.

Zheng Sen pulled out his face again and pushed himself up again. This time, even his ears were leaking.

After being stimulated by the huge pain, Zheng Sen woke up.

"Who? Who attacked me? - Hiss!" The angry Zheng Sen felt pain in his gut and his buttocks were numb.

When he turned around, he saw an angry Han Si.

Zheng Sen ignored the pain and smiled flatteringly and timidly, "Mr. Gongzi, hehe, what are you...?"

"What am I doing? I asked you to find monsters, what are you doing? Huh?" Han Si roared at Zheng Sen happily.

Zheng Sen's slightly bloated figure, under Han Si's roar, was like a corn stalk in a storm, swaying unsteadily, as if it was about to fall over.

"Come forward and lead the way!" Han Si scolded angrily.

Zheng Sen was confused, why not Xiong Huai?

But he didn't dare to violate it. He could only walk in front quietly.

Xiong Huai, who was following him, thought to himself that this might be because of what Zheng Sen said before the memory was deleted, which made Han Si still hate this guy subconsciously.

After figuring it out, Xiong Huaile was happy - now Zheng Sen is good-looking.

Sure enough, Zheng Sen was constantly scolded by Han Si during the rest of the journey.

…

Zhang Zhilin doesn't know what happened in Shifang Yanyue, or he doesn't care at all. Now he doesn't know why, but he is focused on Li Bushu's figure.

Even when he was sitting there practicing, that figure was like a beautiful shadow in the candlelight, shaking Zhang Zhilin's heart between bright and dim, which made him feel anxious - his heart had been tormented by longing, and his spirit was also dry because of that.

The nameless longing feels painful, but this pain is like a sweet burning, imprinting his thoughts on the soul...

The pain like needles fell on Miss, making him almost want to roll on the ground.

Zhang Zhilin couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and walked out the door.

Pushing the door open and letting in a gust of breeze, I was shocked to realize that it was already setting sun, the moon was cutting off the sun, and the whole world was covered in the gauze of darkness, like a lake, becoming unfathomable in the silence.

Zhang Zhilin went directly to Li Bushu's room.

Before he got close, he saw Li Bushu walking out of the room alone and in front of the mountains. He didn't even bring his shadow, only wearing a porcelain white dress, and walked towards the distant mountains in boundless silence.

Zhang Zhilin did not hesitate and followed Li Bushu.

Li Bushu was not close to him, not far away, exactly thirty steps away, and they seemed to have a lot of tacit understanding.

Soon, Li Bushu came to a clear spring where the light was leaping, and the white forest was like the moon. The forest was vast and boundless. He stopped, went to the stream, and took out his piano.

Li Bushu naturally set up the piano, adjusted the sound, and said with a smile, "Why don't you come out yet?"

Zhang Zhilin held the moonlight around him, stared at the beautiful woman, and strode to Li Bushu.

Li Bushu's proud gaze was not spared on Zhang Zhilin, but it was a pity that all Zhang Zhilin's generous gaze was missed.

Zhang Zhilin looked at Li Bushu intently. Li Bushu's white clothes looked like plum blossoms, and he was hard to get close to.

.

Li Bushu remained silent.

Zhang Zhilin, however, approached directly and said, "I was the one who was abrupt. But do you have any wine?"

Li Bushu glanced at Zhang Zhilin, his beautiful eyes filled with emotion.

Zhang Zhilin is really rude, but this rudeness is very appreciated by Li Bushu.

"Little guy, you are very domineering." Li Bushu said with a smile, then waved his hand and took out three jars of wine, "Heaven on horseback, the name of this wine. When you drink it, it will be like looking at the sky on horseback after you are drunk.

I didn’t know you…”

Zhang Zhilin directly held up a jar, slapped the jar's seal open, picked it up, and gulped it down.

Extremely enjoyable!

Zhang Zhilin felt extremely comfortable! It was a kind of comfort that he had never experienced before!

Li Bushu watched Zhang Zhilin pour a jar of wine with his own eyes, and stopped tuning his strings in shock.

Damn it, this wine is not a normal wine. This wine is specifically for monks. It is often used to execute people to extract confessions. They drink it without asking. If you drink too much, it can even burn and damage your soul.

After Zhang Zhilin drank a jar, he looked at Li Bushu and said blankly, "I want to see what you look like under the veil." He was full of drunkenness, but he looked bold and heroic.

Li Bushu was completely stunned.

I have seen bold people, but I have never seen such bold people.

How many bear hearts and leopard guts did you eat in the morning? You are just in the Enlightenment state, so unrestrained and wanton in front of a Ningding cauldron state?

Li Bushu then smiled and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Zhilin sat down and looked at Li Bushu, "Do you know who I am?"

Li Bushu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Who are you?" His frown was full of provocation.

Zhang Zhilin hugged the wine jar and felt his hand floating in front of his eyes as he was drunk, actually pointing at the bright moon.

"Thirty years, one can lament the romance. Fifty years, one can know the rise and fall. One hundred years, one can know and be deceived! I will be heroic and graceful in thirty years! I will be Yu Yutianqi in fifty years! I will be the one in one hundred years.

The supreme king!"

Li Bushu looked at Zhang Zhilin who was acting recklessly and was not angry anymore.

The passion she thought had been worn away long ago was once again ignited by her drunken nonsense like a flint, and that little spark ignited her.

After being used as a bargaining chip by the Li family to marry into the Han family, Nian Qingmei's shyness and her pride in holding a sword to ask for directions were locked together under the eternal bright moon.

Back in the Chinese years...

But today, under this moon, she seems to have found her old yearning again in this proud and unreal boy.

She remembered that she had been playing the piano under the moon for so long.

Because of the helplessness of reality, I had no choice but to play my own peach blossom garden on my fingertips to numb myself...

But Zhang Zhilin's enthusiasm at this moment suddenly reminded Li Bushu of the panic he felt while playing the piano in the light of the clearing rain in the Hangu Pass.

That moment of panic was no less vivid than the pride Zhang Zhilin brought to her now.

At that time, Li Bushu felt that something was wrong, but he could not find the reason.

Now when I look at the arrogant guy whose name I don't know, my heart is moved.

Li Bushu himself couldn't believe it.

Could it be this guy?

Although I couldn't believe it, my fingertips still produced a long and delicate sound.

Zhang Zhilin, who originally felt a headache, suddenly felt the stars turning around and changing places. When he woke up again, he was already in a pile of rocks. Among the rocks, there was a stone, flashing with infinite youth.

, bursts of smoke surged out, bursts of light and shadow flashed, and finally countless white clouds embraced themselves and caressed themselves gently.

Zhang Zhilin fainted to the sound of the piano...

The long and long sound of the piano is extremely lively, just like the beautiful princess standing on the pavilion and singing at the top of her lungs.

The song is clear and gentle, making the clouds entangled with the wind stagnate. In the dense and colorful patches, one can vaguely see the heaven and earth where thousands of waves shook the city and the flowing clouds steamed the scenery.

Continuing, the sound of the strings increased from slow to fast, just like stones falling from a clear spring and pearls catching on a jade plate. Zhang Zhilin felt the breeze blowing on his face and felt sleepy. He fell asleep soundly next to Li Bushu's piano sound...

At this moment, Li Bushu had no idea what he wanted to do. At this moment, Li Bushu was only surprised by his natural performance - it was obviously a Tang Dynasty remnant score that had been lost for a long time, but it was playing for no reason today.

The fingertips show naturally and everything comes naturally.

And it's all just a feeling.

This feeling made Li Bushu stop playing the piano.

But the pause of the piano is like flying down the river. Nine thousand feet has slipped six thousand feet, and no sound can be heard anymore. This is reasonable and reasonable.

Rather, it is in line with the words of "Pipa Xing": silence here is worse than sound.

And Zhang Zhilin's dream also came to an endless ocean. In an ocean with no center and no boundaries, he was pillowed on an arc boat, without any sound, enjoying the pure white silence. It was so...
To be continued...