Linghu Chong raised his eyes and saw that her face was covered by black gauze. He couldn't see clearly what she looked like. He couldn't help but think to himself.
"Why is this mother-in-law so angry now and always quarreling with me? Maybe she was seriously injured and became unwell, so she started to lose her temper."
When I thought about it, I immediately felt a lot more relaxed and smiled.
"I can't even walk half a step now. Even if I want to walk, I can't. What's more... haha..."
As he spoke, he laughed loudly.
The mother-in-law said angrily, "What's more? Why are you laughing again?"
Linghu Chong smiled and said, "If you laugh, you will laugh. Besides, even if I can leave, I don't want to leave unless you come with me."
These words are extremely bold to say.
He was originally very respectful and courteous to his mother-in-law, but when she suddenly lost her temper, he became emboldened.
Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law was not angry, but suddenly became silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
Linghu Chong came back to his senses and felt a little guilty, so he asked tentatively.
"Mother-in-law?"
The old woman seemed a little annoyed and said angrily.
"It's mother-in-law again! You've never been called "mother-in-law" in your life, right? Are you tired of being called like this?"
Linghu Chong laughed when he heard that she didn't seem very angry.
"Well, from now on, I won't call you mother-in-law, so what should I call you?"
He said this bluntly, but the mother-in-law remained silent. After a while, she spoke.
"Now that there are only two of us here, what's the point of shouting? As soon as you open your mouth, you naturally talk to me. Are you going to talk to the second person?"
Linghu Chong was free and uninhibited by nature, so he naturally didn't take it seriously and just smiled.
"Sometimes I like to talk to myself, don't get me wrong."
The mother-in-law snorted and said in a coquettish and angry tone.
"You don't speak seriously, no wonder you don't like girls."
This sentence unintentionally stabbed the scar in Linghu Chong's heart.
He felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but think of Yue Lingshan.
Ever since he was punished on the wall of Siguo Cliff for a year, he had watched helplessly as his little junior sister and he never talked about anything but a little bit of unfamiliarity and alienation.
When Yue Lingshan first came up the mountain, she was still scornful and disdainful when talking about her junior brother Lin Pingzhi, but later she gradually became happy and smiling.
She and Lin Pingzhi practiced swordplay together, picked straw mushrooms to make rice dumplings together, and learned to sing folk songs together...
These were things he had never done with her.
Thinking about it, he and his younger junior sister depended on each other in the Huashan Sect, and they were considered childhood sweethearts.
However, Lin Pingzhi poached him in less than a year.
When he and the Six Immortals of Peach Valley came down the mountain, they went out of their way to find Yue Lingshan, but he didn't expect that she and Lin Pingzhi would leave without saying goodbye.
Now that I think about it, I'm afraid the two of them eloped down the mountain together.
Linghu Chong felt a twinge of pain in his heart and couldn't help but think about it secretly.
"My younger sister doesn't like me but likes Junior Brother Lin. Is it really because I don't speak and behave decently, so she doesn't want to rely on me for the rest of my life? In fact, if you think about it carefully, Junior Brother Lin is handsome and gentle in speech. He is indeed a gentleman.
, he is quite similar to the master. Not to mention my junior sister, I am afraid that every female disciple in the Huashan Sect dislikes him, so who would like an unruly prodigal like me?"
Thinking of this, Linghu Chong felt a surge of bitterness in his heart and felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Seeing that he was silent and silent, the mother-in-law asked curiously.
"What? Did my words hurt you? You are angry, aren't you?"
Linghu Chong forced a smile and said, "I'm not angry. You're right. I don't speak seriously and I don't act seriously either. No wonder no one likes me."
His expression was bleak, and these sentiments could be said to have come from deep feelings.
The mother-in-law glanced at him secretly and whispered.
"You don't have to be sad. There are so many women in the world. Could it be that... there is no one else in the world who likes you?"
This sentence was said so gently that Linghu Chong couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
But then he thought again and thought of the Green Bamboo Man in Luoyang City.
Thinking of the gray-haired old man calling her "aunt" in a particularly familiar manner, I think this old woman must be eighty or ninety years old.
He smiled bitterly and cursed himself for being confused.
After thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but feel grateful, and my heart warmed, so I said.
"Mother-in-law, you treat me so well, even if no one else likes me in the world, it... doesn't matter."
Under the veil, the mother-in-law smiled.
"You have a sweet mouth and make people happy when you talk. Now you are seriously injured, and I am also injured. It seems that I have to rest under the cliff over there for a night. I don't know if I can survive today."
Linghu Chong said with relief, "If you don't die today, you don't know if you will die tomorrow. If you don't die tomorrow, you don't know if you will die the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..."
The mother-in-law waved her hands feebly and said.
"Stop talking about the wheels. You go over first and see if there is a way down? I will come later."
Linghu Chong said, "That won't work either. If you weren't by my side, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take a single step."
The mother-in-law said angrily, "You are talking nonsense again. I am not with you, why can't you walk?"
Linghu Chong said, "You're not talking nonsense at all. If you weren't here, I would be so anxious that I wouldn't have the strength to leave. Let alone walking over, I wouldn't even have the strength to lie here."
These words made the mother-in-law burst into laughter and said.
"Even if you talk nonsense, it still takes a lot of effort to lie down?"
Linghu Chong said, "That's natural. This is a slope. If I don't have the strength to roll down and fall down the mountain stream, I will drown even if I don't fall to death."
The mother-in-law gave him an angry look, "You are seriously injured now and your life is in danger, yet you are still in such a good mood to joke..."
Linghu Chong grinned and was about to joke with her, but unexpectedly he stumbled and was really struck by his crow's mouth.
He was seriously injured, but now his figure swayed and he rolled directly down the slope towards the mountain stream.
The mother-in-law was shocked and said anxiously, "Be careful!"
However, Linghu Chong couldn't stop at all, and with a "plop", he literally fell into the mountain stream.
The mother-in-law saw him fall into the mountain stream from a high place, and she became anxious and chased him down the slope.
When she came to the edge of the mountain stream, she chased her so fast that her energy and blood surged in her meridians. She groaned and stumbled down the hillside.
He just rolled to Linghu Chong's side.
Linghu Chong rolled down first and was already soaking in the water, taking several sips of cold water.
Fortunately, there was a stream in the mountain stream below the hillside, so the two of them were not injured when they fell.
Linghu Chong was beaten to pieces. When he heard a "thud" beside him, he knew that the old woman had also fallen down, so he immediately managed to get out of the water.
I saw two reflections in the clear water.
A beautiful and beautiful woman also emerged from the water.
Linghu Chong was looking around for the old woman, and couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at her reflection in the water.
At this moment, the girl suddenly heard a "wow" sound and spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was hot and spitting on his body.
Linghu Chong's body stiffened, but the girl seemed to be out of breath and leaned weakly on his shoulder. Her soft and warm body made him feel dazed for a while.
He also felt that her long hair fell on his shoulders and brushed against his face. It looked so strange and strange, and he couldn't help but feel confused.
When I looked at the reflection in the water again, I saw half of the girl's face, her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes were very long.
Although the reflection cannot be seen clearly, it is obvious that her appearance is beautiful and she looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
Linghu Chong felt very strange. He and the old woman from Green Bamboo Lane fell into the water, but why did a young woman suddenly appear?
He was confused and wondered secretly.
"Who is this girl? Why did such a girl suddenly appear here? Where did the old woman playing the piano go?"
After he was seriously injured and rolled down the hillside, his whole body ached and he was too weak to even lift a finger.
It was precisely in this hazy moment, with the stars and moon at night, and the clear springs in the mountains, that he fell into a trance, as if he was in a dream, and saw the beautiful face in the clear stream, just like a fairy in the sky.
After a long time, he heard the girl behind him snoring and angrily yelling at him.
"Are you scaring me, or do you really don't want to live anymore?"
As soon as Linghu Chong heard her voice, he suddenly woke up.
Because this voice is exactly the same as that of the old mother-in-law!
He was so surprised that even his voice trembled as he said, "You...you...you..."
The girl said, "What are you doing? You did a good job with your somersault. You almost didn't kill me."
Linghu Chong finally came to his senses and said in a trembling voice, "Mother-in-law, it turns out you are... such a beautiful little... girl."
The girl seemed to be surprised, frowned slightly, and asked softly.
"How do you know? You bastard who doesn't keep his word, did you peek at me while I was seriously injured?"
While questioning, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and noticed that the mountain stream was as clear as a mirror, reflecting her profile clearly.
The self in the reflection was currently nestled on Linghu Chong's back.
She was immediately so ashamed that she hurriedly staggered to her feet, but as soon as she exerted her strength, her whole body went limp and she fell onto his back again.
After holding on for a few times, the qi and blood in the inner meridians began to surge again. She felt her head was dizzy and had to stop.
Linghu Chong looked at her behavior and didn't ask any more questions, just curious.
"Girl, why did you pretend to be an old woman to lie to me? You also pretended to be a senior, which hurt me... hurt me..."
When the girl heard what he said, she seemed to have feelings for him, so she leaned over and asked.
"What did it hurt you?"
Linghu Chong felt that the breath coming out of her small vermilion mouth was like blue, and the skin on her face was as white as transparent, with a faint layer of blush showing through.
He also trembled in his heart, hesitated a little, and said.
"My mother-in-law is so old and my mother-in-law is so short, you are really shameless. I am still too young for you to be my sister, but I want to be someone else's mother-in-law! To become a mother-in-law, I'm afraid I have to be 70 or 80 years old.
Year."
The girl chuckled and hummed softly.
"What did I say that I am an old woman? You have always called me that. You kept calling me "grandma". I was angry just now. I asked you not to call me, but you still wanted to call me, right?"
The two were chatting happily in the water, and the distance between them seemed to be getting closer.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the laughter, a melodious sound of the piano came.
The girl only heard the beginning, then she seemed to come back to her senses and frowned.
"This...is this my piano?"
People who are proficient in folk art have a pair of wonderful ears, and even the slightest bit of wrong tone cannot escape their ears.
What's more, this Guqin has been with me for many years.
Linghu Chong listened carefully for a while and nodded.
"Yes, this is indeed your piano. I'm afraid someone picked it up if it was left in the thatched hut."
"..."
The girl stopped talking when she heard the words, and just listened to the piano quietly.
It is strange to say that this kind of music, calligraphy and painting belongs to the Six Arts of the Gentleman, and it is an extremely difficult knowledge to learn.
But the person who picked up her guqin in the barren mountains and wild mountains, did amazing research on the theory of the qin.
The sound of the Yao Qin is gentle and melodious, the strings are high and low, and the rhyme of the Qin changes suddenly, just like seven or eight Yao Qin playing music at the same time.
The sound of the piano is extremely complex and varied, and every sound is ups and downs, sweet and moving.
Not to mention that girl, even Linghu Chong couldn't help being surprised, he thought to himself.
"Such a natural sound is hard to find in the world. I don't know which master has such excellent piano skills!"
When he turned around, he happened to look at the girl.
The two of them couldn't help but blush slightly as they recalled the past, but after thinking about it, they agreed in unison and said in unison.
"Good piano!"
Linghu Chong asked, "You also think the sound of the piano is wonderful?"
"Yes, this person who plays the qin is really very knowledgeable. They say that when Boya meets a close friend in flowing water, the wonderful change of tunes is probably only comparable to the famous masterpiece "Guangling San" left behind."
"Then let's go meet that old gentleman together?"
"good."
Both of them liked music theory. Listening to the sound of the piano now, and having rested for a while to gain some strength, they went ashore together and left after hearing the sound.
The two of them were excited, looking at each other from time to time along the way, unable to hide the smiles on their faces.
I just felt that the two of them were in love for the first time and met this hidden master playing the piano to congratulate each other. It was really a great fate.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them slowly walked to the place where the person playing the piano was, they found it was completely different from what they had imagined.
I saw a lone lamp lifted up by a long sword on the hillside.
Under the solitary lamp, a man wearing a dark green gown, with his hair tied in a high crown, was playing the piano with his eyes closed.
He played extremely seriously, and the beautiful sound was undoubtedly his handiwork.
It happened that the person carrying the guqin for him was not a desk, but resting on the legs of a pair of girls.
There are two other women standing on each side, who seem to be harp boys and maids.
The two girls were in their prime, sitting on their knees facing each other, like two harp figurines.
Perhaps due to the limitations of their kneeling movements, the two girls had to open their skirts sideways, revealing their fat white legs.
As a result, the taste will inevitably change a bit.
The sound of the piano is indeed wonderful, but the picture just doesn't look right.
The girl didn't notice anything wrong for a moment, but Linghu Chong was shocked.