Lin San chirped: "What a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea." She sighed a few words. Lin San hurriedly chased after Ouyang Xue.
This prairie is completely different between day and night. During the day, the sun is shining brightly and there is a gentle breeze. At night, the weather changes. Wild storms sweep across the prairie crazily.
Ouyang Xue and Lin San searched for a long time and finally found a low-lying area. Ouyang Xue set up a defensive circle and sat on the grass to play the piano.
Lin San took out a few pheasants and started to light a fire and barbecue them.
Pheasant turned into roasted chicken. Ouyang Xue and Lin San sat around and tasted it slowly. Later, Lin San took out a pot of wine and drank alone. Ouyang Xue never drank.
The sky turned dark. The violent storm began to sweep across the prairie. With the magic circle set up by Ouyang Xue, a monk in the transformation stage, no matter how violent the storm was, it would not harm them in the slightest.
After finishing eating and drinking.
Lin San was lying on the soft grass, with his hands behind his head and a piece of grass in his mouth. He crossed his legs and hummed an unknown tune happily.
"Lin San." Ouyang Xue suddenly shouted.
"What's the matter?" Lin San sat up.
Ouyang Xue gently stroked the xylophone: "Please make up another tune for me."
"Uh..." Lin San twitched the corner of his mouth: "This..."
"Why, you don't want to." Ouyang Xue frowned.
"No. Of course I am willing to compose music for Sister Ouyang. But...composing music requires inspiration and time. It cannot be done at once..." Lin San explained.
"Stay with me. Don't you have any inspiration?" Ouyang Xue smiled: "I'll give you half an hour to come up with ideas. In half an hour, I want to listen to the music." After saying that, Ouyang Xue turned around and stopped talking to Lin. three.
Lin San felt so depressed. How could he compose music? Could it be that he wanted to steal the earth's masterpieces again? Lin San wanted to refuse several times. But when he saw Ouyang Xue's tense face, the words came to his mouth and he was forced to stop. Swallowed.
That's all. Since Ouyang Xue likes to listen to music, then just steal another one.
Lin San reached out and touched his chin. He began to think hard about what kind of song he should sing.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Ouyang Xue turned to look at Lin San: "It's time. Have you come up with a song?"
"Uh..." Lin San nodded: "Fortunately, at the last moment, I finally composed a song..."
Ouyang Xue's eyes lit up: "Then why don't you sing quickly?"
"Sister Ouyang, don't worry. I'll brew my emotions first..." Lin San stood up and pretended to walk back and forth several times with his hands behind his back. Finally he cleared his throat and started singing: "Do you have time to look back and look at me again?" .I can’t tell whether the sky is red clouds or the flame you lit... whether it is Nirvana or eternal nostalgia... I plant Mandala. How many partings should I let the memories of my previous life sink into so that I can ignite the flame of the sycamore branch? I am in this world. How many five hundred years have passed..." Lin San's voice was hoarse and rich. When this song was sung, it seemed very full of vicissitudes of life.
Ouyang Xue gradually became fascinated by what she heard. She whispered in her mouth: "It turns into longing. Is it a fate, a nightmare, or ashes. Or is it your rising smoke? Which thought can be immortal... Nirvana or Nirvana?" Eternal nostalgia..."
Lin San sang it three times before slowly stopping.
It took a long time for Ouyang Xue to wake up from the artistic conception of the song. She looked at Lin San with a complicated expression: "What was the name of the song just now?"
Lin San pretended to ponder for a moment: "Let's call it the Phoenix Tribulation."
"Phoenix Tribulation..." Ouyang Xue repeated in a low voice: "What a fitting name... such a beautiful song... Lin San, you are truly a genius of all ages. If you were to go to the secular world, you would definitely be the number one scholar."
Lin San smiled: "Sister Ouyang, you praise me too much. I just made it up casually. What a genius. He is a genius." Being praised by a beautiful woman, Lin San was still very happy.
Ouyang Xue smiled slightly: "Talent means talent. You don't have to be humble... um. Can you give me the song you just sang?"
"Yes. Of course. This song was originally composed specially for you." Lin San agreed happily.
"Made for me." Ouyang Xue's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, but it quickly disappeared.
Next, Lin San patiently asked Ouyang Xue to sing "Phoenix Tribulation".
Ouyang Xue is very talented, especially in music. It only took half an hour for Ouyang Xue to completely learn to sing "Phoenix Tribulation".
The same song tastes different when sung in different people's mouths. Lin San sang hoarsely and richly, while Ouyang Xue sang crisply and beautifully. In comparison, Ouyang Xue seemed to be slightly better.
Ouyang Xue's obsession with music is indeed extraordinary. Ever since she learned to sing Phoenix Tribulation, she has played and sang it over and over again without stopping all night long.
At first, Lin San was quite interested in listening to it. But after listening to it for more than a dozen times, Lin San gradually became a little bored. Finally, he closed his six senses and lay down on the grass to sleep.
It's dawn.
The violent storm that raged all night finally stopped.
Lin San vaguely felt someone pushing him. When he opened his eyes, he found that Ouyang Xue was standing next to him, looking at him with a frown. Lin San hurriedly sat up. When he opened his mouth, he found that he could not make a sound. Only then did Lin San remember that he seemed to have closed his six senses. Thinking of this, Lin Sanjie hurriedly removed his magic power and unlocked his six senses. Then he smiled at Ouyang Xue and said, "Good morning, sister Ouyang."
"Huh." Ouyang Xue looked unhappy: "Why do you want to close the six senses? Is it because the music I sing is unpleasant?"
"No, no, no. The song that Sister Ouyang sang was the sound of nature. It was so beautiful. How could it be so unpleasant? The reason why I closed the six senses... was... because I was cultivating a special magical power..." Lin San held back. After a long time, I finally came up with an excuse that made sense.
"It's really about practicing special magical powers." Ouyang Xue obviously didn't believe it.
Lin San sat up straight and said seriously: "No one should I deceive. I would never dare to deceive Sister Ouyang."
"Okay. I'll just trust you this time. It's getting late. Let's get on our way." Ouyang Xue withdrew the defensive formation and continued walking deeper into the grassland.
Lin San quickly got up and followed.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
At noon that day, the sky suddenly darkened, and the surrounding spiritual energy became turbulent.
"What's going on?" Lin San asked in surprise.
"The Xiaoyao Palace must have been opened. Lin San, hurry up and take out the Xiaoyao Order." Ouyang Xue said urgently.
Lin San hurriedly took out the Xiaoyao Ling from the storage ring.
"Buzz." Xiaoyao Ling broke free from Lin San's hand and flew eastward quickly.
"Follow me quickly." Ouyang Xue pulled up the dazed Lin San and chased after Xiaoyao Ling.