Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 1068 Is it Chang'e of the Moon Palace, or a cruel Rakshasa? (1)

Mo Feng had just chased into the woods when he heard two screams, his heart trembled, and he followed the screams to find him.

Under a towering tree, there were two middle-aged men who looked like woodcutters reclining, with a big hole pierced through their chests, and blood was gurgling.

The face of the deceased obviously showed a kind of panic, and he should have been killed without precaution.

And beside them, a girl in a black dress was wiping the blood on the tip of her sword with a black silk scarf.
That young girl is as beautiful as a peach or plum, but as cold as ice. She is extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold.

The icy air in the pupils and the malevolence between the brows made people obviously feel gloomy and cold, and they didn't dare to take a step closer.

"It's you?" Mo Feng was startled.

It was her!That girl who stole his sachet by singing a ditty in the teahouse, Song Cixin!
That day, when I was drinking tea with Yi'er in the restaurant, there were very few people in the restaurant, just in twos and threes,
Or looking at the window, or whispering, the whole teahouse looks very quiet and elegant.

Just as I was about to leave, behind the bead curtain I suddenly heard the sound of pipa, ding ding dong dong,
Really, the big strings are noisy like torrential rain, the small strings are like whispers, and the big and small strings are scattered, and the big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The people in the teahouse were immediately shocked, and Mo Feng was no exception.

Over the years, I have heard a lot of playing, but this is the first time I heard such a superb pipa sound,

It was as if the song should come from the sky, and it caught his attention in an instant, and he couldn't help but sit down again.

The little guy in Yi'er was even more curious and kept looking behind the bead curtain that made a crisp sound between collisions, and said curiously:
"Godfather, tell me, who is this pipa player?"

Mo Feng smiled and remained silent.

Of course he knew that there were many geisha in the teahouses, and they lived off the rewards given by the tea customers, so he didn't mind.

It's just that it's not easy to explain this to a child, so I just smiled and shook my head, perfunctory.

After the song was played, everyone applauded in unison, and the applause in the teahouse was thunderous. Although there were not many customers, the people who went to the teahouse were generally people with more taste.

Whether it is a young man or a literati, in short, they are all arty people, so they can still understand whether the sound of the pipa is good or bad, so the applause is not stingy.

(End of this chapter)