Shamanism kills the god

The flute sound of Qing Jing San Ren is just like this old house of his, elegant and fresh. .

At the beginning, it sounds like a small stream of water, thumping, the sound reaches the ears, and flows to the heart of a person, which is fascinating.Followed, like a bamboo forest swaying, responding melodiously, the lingering sound lingers endlessly, making people engrossed and forgetful.Then, just now, it slowly and quickly rose up, majestic and majestic.It seemed that the peaceful sea was gradually boiling, and the huge waves hit the shore.Finally, with a few orchid-like lingering sounds in the empty valley, it slowly subsided.

Bamboo Ocean Tide Song!

At the end of a song, the lingering sound is not exhausted, and the unique fragrance of green bamboo is still lingering.

"Song of the Tide in the Bamboo Sea, you're showing your ugliness. Mufeng, the best Biluoqing, please!"

The quiet man smiled and put down the flute in his hand.

Hearing what he said, Mu Feng came back to his senses and found that a maid had come behind him with a cup of hot tea at some point.He couldn't hear her footsteps, couldn't feel her breath, just now, he was completely intoxicated by the fascinating flute sound without knowing it.

so close!

If it's not a maid who comes, but an enemy or an assassin, is that okay?

Mu Feng quickly broke out in a cold sweat, looking at Qing Jing Sanren with a little more respect and shock.In my mind, I quickly thought of another person, Master Blind, the blind old man next to Mu Feng who was holding a guqin.Two of them, one playing the piano, are equally unfathomable, killing people invisible!

What's even more frightening is that looking at the expressions of the people around, it seems that I was the only one who got carried away just now.Including Jing Wushuang beside him, there was no abnormality on his face, which was even more shocking.

Sound attack!

This is by no means an ordinary flute sound, but a terrifying attack.If Qing Jing Sanren wanted to attack him, he might have turned into a cold corpse by now!

The way of peace!

There is a little more understanding in Mu Feng's heart. The way of tranquility cultivated by the pure and quiet people can make people calm and pure, but it can also be used to kill people. . When the tranquility reaches the depths, people can forget their own existence unconsciously, and their consciousness is directly obliterated!

"There are many ways to kill people. Hidden weapons, poisons, sound attacks, traps...there are countless. Sometimes, you can't even see what the enemy looks like. Mu Feng, since you are in a hurry, we won't kill you again." Forced to stay. But when you go out, remember to be careful on the road, and be careful! When you return to the Mu Mansion, say hello to your mother for me!"

Flying Bat intentionally or unintentionally looked at Mu Feng who was shocked in his heart. It was meaningful. After a pause, he took out a bat-shaped waist card from his arms and handed it to Mu Feng, "It's the first time we met. , Nephew Mu Feng, I will give you this waist card. The journey is far away, so hang it on your body. I dare not say anything else, but it will be better in the south of Jianshui. Many friends, seeing this After the waist card, it will always give the old man a face."

"Thank you, Old Yan!"

Mu Feng stood up and bowed to salute, without being polite, he reached out to take the waist badge from the Flying Bat, and tied it on Shuang'er.

After a little meditation, he understood that the song just now by Qingjing Sanren was completely prepared, and he specially reminded himself to pay attention to the dangers on the road.After breaking through to the late stage of the mortal realm, although his strength has greatly improved, no matter his strength or experience, he is still far behind, and he is far from realizing the dangers of the Great Thousand World.

Looking up, I happened to see Qingjing Sanren smiling at me, and hurriedly clasped my fists in salute, feeling very grateful in my heart.

"I'm a common man, Mr. Mu, I have nothing to give away, you can spend these scraps of silver on the road."

Feng Qianjin, the second child, took out a money bag from his bosom and threw it to Mu Feng, "A penny can't kill a hero. The journey is far away, so it's better to have more silver with you. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, don't worry. Come to me, there is nothing else, there are still a few taels of silver!"

Feng Qianjin was full of smiles, short and fat, and looked like a rich man.If he hadn't seen him use a branch to open the door and walk in, Mu Feng would never have believed that a fat man who looked so bulky would have such nimble hands.The money bag that was thrown over was heavy, and it was said to be a few taels of silver, but in fact it was probably more than 500 taels.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng!"

Mu Feng bent down to salute, keeping this kindness in his heart.

It is a long way to Jianshuicheng, and it does require a lot of expenses along the way.The girl Mu Qingzhu gave a carriage as a gift, but when she went out, she really didn't bring much silver with her.Looking at the open-minded and generous Feng Qianjin, he didn't pretend to refuse.

"Precious swords are given to heroes, and flowers are given to beauties. Mr. Mu, I, Mei Siniang, haven't prepared any gifts. This bottle of plum blossom powder that can promote muscle growth and detoxification, and prolong life can be given to the book boy next to you." Mei Xue, who ranked fourth, smiled. She saw through Jing Wushuang's daughter's body at a glance, and without saying anything, she took out a bottle of Plum Blossom powder that she made by herself from her bosom.He didn't hand it to Mu Feng, but directly handed it to Jing Wushuang beside him.

"Thank you Si Niang!"

Seeing the meaningful smile on Mei Xue's face, Jing Wushuang blushed slightly and bowed to salute.Before the exquisite jade vase was opened, a unique fragrance of plum blossoms rushed over.

"Each of you has prepared a big gift, but my master is empty-handed. How can it be embarrassing?"

The quiet man smiled, took out a thin booklet from his bosom, and handed it to Mu Feng together with the long flute in his hand, "Master Mu, it is fate to meet each other. This jasper flute has been with me for decades, Now the time I spend is getting less and less, and it is wasted in my hands. I will give it to you together with this music score. Any talented person of the generation knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I think Mr. Mu is good at piano music One day in the future, my achievements will definitely be far higher than that of a countryman like me!"

"How does this make it?"

Mu Feng hastily declined, the emerald green long flute was cold to the touch, and the whole body was carved from a piece of high-quality ancient jade, which was priceless.He couldn't afford such a generous gift, no matter what Qingjing Sanren said, he dared not accept it.

"Mu Feng, take it. The third child is a miser. He will scold you for half a year if you cut a piece of bamboo. It's rare to give someone a gift, so don't let him down. Wait until the day you learn something. , come back here to drink with us, just play a few tunes to cheer us up!" Flying Bat has a fiery personality, and he can't see the two of them pushing back and forth.

Hearing what he said, Mu Feng's kindness was hard to turn down, so he had no choice but to accept it.He and Jing Wushuang walked outside the door and boarded the tall carriage.Just as he was about to order the coachman to set off, Jing Wushuang suddenly called out, "Wait a minute", and ran to Qingjing Sanren with an ancient book in his arms.

"Layman Wen, can you help me to look at this music score, is there any difference?" Jing Wushuang was delicate, and could not forget the music score "Past Life and Present Life" that he had never been able to see through.

"Past and Present?"

Qingjing Sanren glanced at the cover, opened the music score suspiciously, and looked at the content inside, his expression darkened.

Seeing his serious face, Jing Wushuang's eyes lit up, "How is it, Layman Wen, is there some mystery behind it?"

"Mystery? That doesn't seem to be the case, but this music score is indeed a bit weird. From the looks of it, it seems... It seems that two people are required to play together, one person, one person playing the piano."

Qing Jing Sanren shook his head and returned the score to Jing Wushuang, "It's strange, such a score is really rare. Unfortunately, time is limited, so I have to wait for you to come back next time when you have time to study it carefully. By the way, when it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, The lord of the Xiangshan Academy in Jiangling Prefecture, Yebei Palace, is second to none in southern Xinjiang. Afterwards, Mu Feng will report to the Xiangshan Academy, so let him ask the lord Yebei Palace face to face!"

"Okay, thank you Layman Wen!"

Jing Wushuang bowed and saluted, then turned and boarded the carriage.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of the flying bats and others, the tall carriage disappeared into the undulating mountains.