Chapter 498 Counting the Autumn Rain on the Pillow Arm by the Window
But it was said that Cang Bizi followed Lang Fei to the teleportation array at the Unicom Tianzhen Peak. As a burst of green light flashed, the two of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Tianzhen Peak is still quiet as usual. The disciples of each temple are either playing with the array plates, array flags, rulers and other equipment, or are reading with hand scrolls, or are arranging the formations that they are not very proficient in.
The two disciples on duty next to the teleportation array at the waist of the peak were leaning on the stone edge of the high platform and fell asleep. At this time, a blue light suddenly flashed and two figures appeared in front of them.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, raised their heads and glanced at each other. When they saw that the person in front of them was Cang Bizi, they didn't pay attention and kept drooping their eyelids.
But when Cang Bizi and the young man in white disappeared into the teleportation formation leading to Tianyu Peak, the yellow-faced Taoist on the right suddenly trembled and stood up with a "chang" sound. "That... that person...
...It seems to be Senior Uncle Lingyun..."[
"Uncle Ling Yun? Impossible, junior brother, you must be dazzled. Uncle has only been down the mountain for a little over two years, how could he be back so soon? You drank too much last night, and you haven't sobered up yet?"
"Really? Maybe! But..." The yellow-faced Taoist wanted to say more. He turned around and saw the Taoist on the left showing a disapproving expression. He didn't take his words to heart at all. After thinking about it, he had to give up.
, shook his head, sat back again, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
When Lang Fei and Cang Bizi appeared again, they were already on top of the teleportation array on the mountainside of Yun Yu Peak.
Looking around at Xuanyu Mountain, which was half covered by smoke and clouds, Lang Fei couldn't help but sigh, thinking that the last time he came here was two years ago.
The mountains are still green, and the stone steps are green and slippery. Under the continuous drizzle, the forest is quiet and the wind is gentle. Only the sound of raindrops hitting the withered branches and leaves, or the rustling of needle-shaped pine leaves can be heard in the distance.
After walking down the stone platform for five or seven steps, a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared on the bluestone pavement, and in the blink of an eye, Lang Fei and Cang Bizi were submerged in it.
"Uncle, when I tell Uncle Ziyun to release the formation..." Cang Bizi paused and said.
"Eight-step confusion array?" Lang Fei smiled slightly, still remembering that he suffered a lot from this eight-step confusion array before. After that, he got so angry that he even blew up their teleportation array as a little revenge.
I met Ziyunzi and others once.
With his current level of cultivation, there is no doubt that he will be hindered again. Waving his hand, Lang Fei smiled slightly and said, "Why bother, just come with me..."
With that said, he passed Cang Bizi and went ahead. Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything and just followed Lang Fei with his head down.
After turning left and right, after walking for a while, Cang Bizi took a step forward. When he stood still, he saw a clear sky in front of him, and there was no trace of smoke and clouds. At the end of his sight, there was an amethyst stone road winding up, directly to
Mountain top.
Seeing that Cang Bizi was still in a daze, Lang Fei chuckled and said, "Let's go!" and then left first.
When Lang flew up the jade steps, Cang Bizi came back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.
Autumn rain fell as they climbed up the steps. The slippery stone pavement did not have any impact on the two of them. After seeing some beautiful late autumn scenery, like a forest of fire maples, the two came to a relatively flat place on the mountainside.
There are some magnificent pavilions and majestic pavilions on both sides.
Lang Fei knew that this was the residence of Yun Yuzi's disciples, and without realizing it, he released his spiritual consciousness and extended it along the side of the palace.
In the nearest courtyard near the river, Zi Yunzi was sitting cross-legged, doing the exercises with his eyes closed. In a stone pavilion farther away, Song Yunzi and Qi Yunzi were sitting and discussing Taoism, and their conversation was in full swing.
Seeing this, Lang Fei smiled slightly, withdrew his consciousness and swept it to the other side.
Under the cover of holly trees and the shelter of clear springs and green stones, a quiet bamboo fenced courtyard is located in the mist. At the end of the cobblestone path are three small bamboo houses. Accompanied by the tinkling sound of spring water, they gather into a line
The rainwater trickled down slowly along the rows of bamboo tubes under the eaves, like curtains.[
Through the water curtain, there is a small lotus leaf in the center of the bamboo wall. At this time, the small door is slightly closed, and between the lattice, there is a peaceful person with a posture like a fish and a geese, resting on his arms and looking into the distance. I don't know what she is looking at, or what.
What are you thinking about? There is a touch of worry and a touch of melancholy between the eyebrows that are slightly lost in thought.
At this moment, a pleasant sound of the piano suddenly came from another bamboo house. Combined with the ticking sound of rain falling on the bluestone platform under the eaves, and the tinkling sound of the mountain spring not far away, it formed a gentle song.
And mixed with some sad harmonious music.
Looking through the pink gauze curtain, the person playing the harp is a woman who is no less impressive than the person in another bamboo house overlooking the distance. With green fingers, she plays the Yao harp lightly, and the red incense clouds slowly float out of the silver furnace in front.
Surrounded by the music, she was like a fairy from the Yaochi. As her fingers brushed the strings like dancing elves, a warm smile emerged from where the music was playing, and a hint of smile was outlined around her delicate little cherry mouth.
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"It's Qinghan, and Xue Ya!" Lang Fei was shocked and stopped immediately.
Cang Bizi, who was not aware of the scene just now, also stopped, with a trace of confusion on her face, and asked: "Uncle?...Uncle?"
After saying it twice, Lang Fei finally came back to his senses, glanced at him, and said: "You go to Uncle Yun Yu to report first, I will arrive later..."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Bamboo Garden without further explanation. Cang Bizi stayed there for a long time with a stunned look on his face, but then he shook his head reluctantly and turned back to walk along the mountain road.
I ignored Cang Bizi, but said that Lang Fei was walking in the rain. He turned around the holly tree, walked slowly to the bamboo fence, and gently opened the courtyard door surrounded by flower branches. At this time, the drizzle had not stopped, and the sound of the piano was still there.
Fang Qinghan, who was sitting on the lotus leaf, seemed to be caught up in Bian's reverie, and he didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the courtyard.
Listening to the light melody, with a turbulent mind, Lang Fei walked lightly to the bamboo house, raised his arm, and knocked lightly on the door.
There was no response at first, so Lang Fei smiled unconsciously and turned a little harder. When the second knock sounded, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the voices of Xue Ya and Fang Qinghan sounded almost at the same time. "Yes.
who?"
Listening to the familiar voice in his memory, the smile on Lang Fei's face became even stronger, and he said softly: "It's me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the footsteps that originally came from the house suddenly stopped. After a long time, there was an exclamation, and then there was a messy sound. Then, the bamboo door opened with a "ah" sound, and a pair of excited faces
The handsome face flushed with red glow appeared in front of him almost at the same time.
"Young Master?" "Master...Junior Brother..." The former was a surprised voice, while the latter was a confused voice.
Then, the two of them were stunned. This time, their expressions were surprisingly consistent, with both faces full of disbelief. Xue Ya stretched out her hand, but retracted it halfway, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her was just
The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, couldn't bear to stir it up. Fang Qinghan opened his mouth, and in the end he only let out a low cry. "Master... junior brother, is it really you?"