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Chapter forty-seven

The mountains are green and shrouded in clouds and mist. The Zhongnan Mountains start from Kunlun and end at Songyue Mountain. They are graceful and graceful with thousands of green peaks. If it weren’t for Li Mochou’s guidance, it would be difficult for Li Jie to find the tomb of the living dead hidden in the mountains. As seen in the play

They seem to be very close, but in fact they are far apart.

Zhongnan Mountain is one of the birthplaces of Taoism. Yin Xi, the founder of Louguan Taoism, built a grass tower in Zhongnan Mountain. He climbed the grass tower every day to watch the stars and look at the aura. One day, he suddenly saw purple energy coming from the east and auspicious stars traveling to the west.

It was none other than Lao Tzu who came. Yin Xi, as a disciple, invited Lao Tzu to the Louguantai to lecture on the Dharma. Lao Tzu left five thousand words of the Tao Te Ching and drifted away.

Since then, Zhongnan Mountain has become one of the ancestral temples of Taoism, and it has also become the first choice for many hermits to retreat to. To this day, the most famous one on Zhongnan Mountain is the Quanzhen Sect. The founder of the sect, Wang Chongyang, is recognized as the best in the world.

After his death, no one will ever win the title of No. 1 in the world.

Compared with the Quanzhen Sect, which has prosperous pavilions and pavilions and has many disciples, the Ancient Tomb Sect is much more deserted. There are only three or two big cats and kittens in the sect. In addition, the people of the Ancient Tomb Sect rarely go out and are very active.

The Tomb of the Dead occupies a small area. Considering various factors, it is really difficult to find the location of the Tomb Sect without a leading party.

Even with Li Mochou's confession, it still took Li Jie nearly a week to find the Ancient Tomb Sect, and then another half a month of observation to discover the places where Xiao Longnu occasionally went.

Through observation, Li Jie roughly figured out the character of Xiao Longnu. In one sentence, Xiao Longnu was a homebody with slight social disorder. In fact, it is normal to think about it. A child has grown up in an ancient tomb, surrounded by people around him.

They were all acquaintances, and she had almost no contact with any strangers. Moreover, the Internal Skills and Mental Methods of the Ancient Tomb Sect advocated a pure mind and asceticism, otherwise she would not just have a slight social disorder.

In order to approach Xiao Longnu without leaving a trace, Li Jie secretly observed her for a long time. After figuring out her behavior, Li Jie built a simple hut near a valley where she usually went. According to the plan, Li Jie

He would stay here for a period of time every year.

This nameless valley is surrounded by mountains, with a winding mountain spring flowing quietly in it. The vegetation in the valley is flourishing, and all kinds of wild flowers are blooming in layers. There is water in the mountains and mountains in the water. It is like a landscape.

Tranquil ink painting.

Although Xiao Longnu has a cold temperament and does not have high requirements for the living environment, she is still a young girl in her prime. Living in a dark ancient tomb for a long time will occasionally make her feel a little bored.

Every time she was in a bad mood, she would come to this valley to relax. Whenever she saw this picturesque scenery, the boredom in her heart would disappear without a trace. Today she came to this unknown valley again. The reason

It was Grandma Sun who was talking about her senior sister Li Mochou who rebelled against the family.

Unlike Xiao Longnu who grew up in the ancient tomb, Li Mochou was already ten years old when she entered the ancient tomb. At that time, her three views had already been formed. The supreme heart method of the ancient tomb sect, the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, has extremely high requirements on the character. She has experienced

Li Mochou, who has been living in the mortal world, is not suitable for practicing this martial art.

This is what Li Mochou is most unwilling to accept. She is obviously the senior sister, so why should a brat inherit the mantle of the Ancient Tomb Sect? In fact, before choosing the successor, Li Mochou was very good to Xiao Longnu.

The woman has almost never left the ancient tomb, and basically gets her knowledge of the outside world from Li Mochou.

Even though Li Mochou later betrayed her school because of love, Xiao Longnu still had a good impression of her. After all, in her eyes, her senior sister was a good person with a kind heart.

‘Huh?’

'Is that man here again?'

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came to Xiao Longnu's ears, like a stream of spring water flowing through the mountain stream, crisp and cheerful, the sound of the flute slowly spread throughout the valley.

The sound of the flute is not unfamiliar to her. Although it has appeared only a handful of times, it is hard to forget such a beautiful piece of music once it is heard. Xiao Longnu is proficient in music. In the dark ancient tomb, music is her way to resolve her emotions.

One of the few ways.

Granny Sun knew that she liked music, so she would bring some music scores to Xiao Longnu every time she went out. She fell in love with this brisk melody after hearing it only once. However, she had a cold temperament and did not want to disturb the other person rashly, so she listened to it intermittently.

After a few times, she can basically reproduce it.

During this period, she would play it again every time she was in a bad mood, and she would have a different perception every time. She really liked the lightness and chicness contained in this piece of music, which was exactly the realm she was pursuing.

'The person who composed the music must have been an elegant hermit!'

Although Xiao Longnu was very curious about who composed this piece of music, she never asked, even if she met the person who performed this piece of music.

At first, she thought that the person playing this music would be a hermit who had experienced prosperity. Who would have thought that this music was played by a young man about her age.

'Although he did not compose this piece of music, he did bring out the artistic conception of the piece to its fullest.'

'Compared with him, my playing is much worse.'

'I always feel that this piece should have a special score. Do you want to find a chance to ask him?'

'No, no, Grandma Sun said that there is no good man in the world.'

As early as the moment Xiao Longnu stepped into the valley, Li Jie sensed her arrival, but he did not choose to strike up a conversation rashly. People with social disorders are generally more difficult to approach and are more wary, let alone the ancient tomb.

Pai's education was particularly hostile to men.

After playing one song, Li Jie changed to a new song. He knew that Xiao Longnu must have come here because she was in a bad mood. The song she changed this time was more healing than the previous song "Swordsman".

'Well? This is a new song.'

Xiao Longnu quietly closed her eyes and listened carefully to this new piece of music that she had never heard before. The melody was sometimes soothing and quiet, sometimes rapid and sudden, either light or heavy, strong or weak, rising and falling in an orderly manner, with appropriate shades.

The poetry and painting are all in it, and immersing yourself in it feels like the lake is approaching, and the mountains are far away.

After a while, the notes gradually stopped, and Xiao Longnu opened her eyes. After listening to the song, the unhappiness in her heart seemed to be swept away. The mountains, the water, and the scenery seemed to become more colorful, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

Add a faint, relieved smile.

'Good tune!'

'Oh, no, I was so absorbed just now that I forgot to write down the score.'

‘This piece of music feels more like a guzheng piece. Playing it on a flute always feels a bit unsatisfactory.’

'What should I do, what should I do, should I ask him about the music score?'

'It is said that people are like their words, and their words are like their faces. People who can express this kind of artistic conception are probably not bad people, right?'


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