Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 171 Senior Sister, Stay Alright

Mrs. Wan was awakened by the sound of flute.

At that time, the feast was over, the singing and dancing had stopped, and it was already late at night in Qinglin Garden. Only the sound of the howling wind in winter was beating on the window lattice.

Mrs. Wan initially suspected that she was in a dream, but when she opened her eyes and looked carefully in the darkness, her expression suddenly changed——

She heard it, she clearly heard it. It was not an ordinary flute sound, but a phoenix chanting flute unique to the butterfly tribe. It was specially made with phoenix chanting green bamboo and ancient methods. The sound of the flute was clear, shallow, and lingering. , just like the chirping of thousands of birds flying all over the sky in the Qingli Mountains, so it is completely different from the ordinary flute sound. If you are not a member of the butterfly tribe, you may not be able to hear this strange tune at all, and just think it is the cry of birds in the world. Voice.

But Mrs. Wan understood it as soon as she heard it. Even though she had left Qingli Mountain for so many years, she was very familiar with the sound of the phoenix chanting the flute!

At that moment, she glanced at Zhong Lizian, who was sleeping beside her, bit her lip, but no longer hesitated, crossed him lightly, wrapped herself in a thick ferret cloak, and went out quietly.

She followed the sound of the phoenix chanting flute in the darkness, and the strange mountain ghost mask faintly appeared in front of her eyes, as well as those evil eyes. The cold night wind of winter blew against her face. My heart was beating faster and faster, as if some answer was about to come out.

Finally, she followed the ethereal sound of the flute to the east of Qinglin Garden, where there was a small house in the middle of the lake, which Zhongli Xian had specially built for her many years ago. Unhappy, I rarely set foot on this small house in the middle of the lake.

But tonight, she was attracted by the sound of the flute, stepped up the stone steps step by step, and slowly approached the silent pavilion under the moon.

The closer she got, the clearer the mysterious sound of the flute became. She finally understood that the tune played by the phoenix chanting flute was actually an ancient song passed down from the ancestors of the clan——

"Song of Youth in a Moment", the beauty grows old in a blink of an eye, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns to snow, the world is long, I can't sigh the vicissitudes of the world, the world has changed, look back again, the past is over, the dew of the immortals, the palaces and towers, the prosperity has disappeared, everything has long been forgotten Right and wrong.

The people of the Butterfly tribe are good at singing and dancing, and the music score passed down by their ancestors is even more sad and sad, describing the vicissitudes of the world. Listening to it can only make people feel melancholy and shed tears.

Mrs. Wan was alone in the moonlight, listening to the melodious and melancholy tune coming from the small house in the middle of the lake. Tears had already filled her eyes. With a trembling hand, she slowly opened the white clouds flying in the pavilion. I saw only a handsome figure in black.

The man turned his head, revealing a strange mountain ghost mask. Mrs. Wan's breath trembled.

Sure enough, just as she expected, the person who played the phoenix chanting flute was the lead dancer performing the Nuo dance on the high platform tonight under the music of gongs and drums. She couldn't take her eyes away, and she always felt that she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. .

However, he was not the only one in the small building in the middle of the lake. Behind him stood several mysterious people also dressed in black, all of them wearing masks, all looking at Mrs. Wan who was looking for her under the moonlight.

Mrs. Wan wrapped her ferret cloak tightly around her body, tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, and stared at the people in the pavilion, especially the "Mountain Ghost" man in the lead.

Although she already had an answer in her mind, she still couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Where are you coming from? What's the purpose of dressing up as a Nuo dance troupe and sneaking into my Qinglin Garden?"

The eyes behind the mountain ghost mask seemed to smile, and he tilted his head slightly towards Mrs. Wan, without answering, as if the answer was self-evident.

Then Mrs. Wan's heart beat even harder. She couldn't control herself and said with a trembling voice: "You, you are from... Qingli Mountain?"

The howling night wind passed by this cold little building in the middle of the lake, and the white gauze was fluttering. After hearing Mrs. Wan's words, the "mountain ghost" man remained motionless, but suddenly let out a chuckle, and the man behind the mask A cold light suddenly shot through his eyes——

He reached out and took off the mask on his face, finally revealing the true face of Lushan. It was really an extremely handsome face, and his specific age could not be seen. A pair of narrow eyes were slightly raised, obviously with a smile, but only let People feel that evil spirits are overflowing, they are extremely willful, and they have a temperament that strikes people's hearts.

The moment Mrs. Wan saw that handsome and evil face, she was shocked and couldn't believe it. As her chest rose and fell, tears glistened in her eyes, and she couldn't help blurting out:
"Zuo Chong, Junior Brother Zuo Chong, you are Junior Brother Zuo Chong, right?"

Countless images flashed through her mind. In the distant Qingli Mountains, the little boy who always liked to follow her and do mischief grew up into a towering man as tall and tall as a bamboo in a blink of an eye.But the smiling eyes with a bit of evil in them remained unchanged, overlapping with the appearance in her memory.

"It's hard for me, senior sister, to still remember my little junior brother."

The handsome and evil face smiled faintly under the moonlight. He gently turned the mountain ghost mask he had taken off in his hand and threw it forward casually, landing right at Mrs. Wan's feet.

"Senior Sister Lin Wan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"

It was an extremely clear and beautiful man's voice, coupled with that extremely evil face, as if he was like a naughty boy who did all kinds of evil, with a bit of innocent and bright cruel murderous intention.

Yes, it was this evil and unruly look, this unique temperament that was hard to find in any other person in the world, that made Mrs. Wan burst into tears. Her turbulent emotions became increasingly difficult to control, and her voice trembled almost to the point of being incomprehensible:

"It's you, it really is you. No wonder when I watch the Nuo dance, I always feel that the eyes under the mountain ghost mask are so familiar. Junior Brother Zuo Chong, I didn't expect that I could see you again after so many years. It's Master... …Did his old man ask you to come to me?”

Junior Brother Zuo Chong is her master, the clan leader Qi Yuan, who has the weirdest temperament, the most wild and untamable, but also the most talented disciple. He is a genius. At a young age, his ability to make poisons is already top-notch. He also always likes to use some weird poisons to tease his fellow seniors.

Among them, the person he teased the most was Mrs. Wan. No, to be precise, it should be "Senior Sister Lin Wan" who was still in Qingli Mountain at that time.

At that time, when they met, they would fight. You would poison me, and I would shoot you with a crossbow. No one would obey the other, and the quarrel would break out. They would often go to the master to fight, but the fight would be a fight, and the fight would be a fight. There is nothing wrong with laughing and scolding, but the pure and incomparable friendship between seniors and sisters is real.

Now that Junior Brother Zuo Chong suddenly appeared here, Mrs. Wan's first reaction was that Master sent him out to look for her, but she guessed wrong.

The handsome face curled his lips slightly, looked directly into her eyes, and said meaningfully every word:

"No, Senior Sister Lin Wan, we are here under orders to punish the traitors in the clan, and then bring the pair of sacred bows that have disappeared for many years back to Qingli Mountain."

It was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart. When she heard the words "traitor of the clan", Mrs. Wan's breath was choked, her body visibly swayed, and her face turned as white as snow.

However, Junior Brother Zuo Chong in front of her was still unhurriedly exposing her "crimes" gently and subtly, stabbing sharp knives into her heart.

"Senior Sister Lin Wan, you disappeared without warning with a pair of divine bows from your clan. You have been on the run for many years without any news. The clan has sent countless groups of eagle spies to search for you, but to no avail for many years. , I’m afraid no one would have thought that you actually went to sea, hid on this Yunzhou Island, and even married the owner of Zhongli Island—"

Speaking of this, Zuo Chong paused, and the smile on his lips became more sarcastic. He deliberately said word by word slowly:

"Now that we are reunited after a long separation, should I, my junior brother, change my words in light of the current situation and address my senior sister as 'Madam of the Island Master'?"

"No, it's not what you think. I actually..."

Mrs. Wan's face was pale, her heart was like a knife. She shook her head and was about to explain, but Zuo Chong smiled coldly in the night wind and cut off her words:
"I'm really curious, Senior Sister Lin Wan, you were raised by the master and the goddess chosen by the clan to protect the clan, but you have become a sinner of my Feng clan and married a mortal enemy of our clan. Now you actually have the nerve to mention Master in front of me, my junior brother?"

As he spoke, he took out something from his arms, threw it directly at Mrs. Wan's feet, and said sarcastically without mercy:

"Take a good look at what this is. Before setting off on this trip, Master gave me this thing and asked me to bring it to you. He asked me to see you in front of you, and I must ask you why you wanted to do it in the first place. Defecting from the mountain with a pair of sacred bows and sacred objects, leaving everything behind and betraying our clan? Just for a piece of shit man from the Zhongli family?"

(End of this chapter)