Lights on the other side

Li Mo'er tidied her hair in the room, thinking to herself that she had really lost her composure before, and was actually fascinated by a little illusion.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and there seemed to be wet tears in the corners of her eyes, which was not real.She closed her eyes deeply, then covered her face with her hands.She told herself in her heart that she was not a weak person, since she had shouldered the responsibility of the clan, she had to go on no matter what.

After that, she calmed down, braided her hair with a purple ribbon, and left some fine hair on her forehead.

There was a sword wrapped in black cloth on the table, and she gently stroked the blade through the cloth.She doesn't usually use this sword very much, because it always gives her a sense of ritual and alienation, which may be a subtle impression from childhood.

"Tian Wugou." She called out softly.

"Where do you think Bi Wugou will be now?"

"Senior Sister!" Jiang Huai knocked on the door outside.

Li Mo'er immediately returned to normal: "Why? Xiao Huai? So loud? I'm still alive!"

"Do you want to go out?"

"Go out? Where's your brother?"

"He's been in the room all the time. I feel a little abnormal, so I want to ask you to go out for a walk together."

Li Mo'er sighed: "What's the matter?"

She walked to Sheng Wuxia's door and knocked tentatively: "Wuxia?"

After waiting for a while, Sheng Wuxia opened the door: "Senior Sister."

"Not in a good mood? Shall we go out for a walk with Xiao Huai?"

"No, I want to... be alone."

"Flawless..."

"Don't worry about me, really, I'm just...just a little..."

Li Mo'er had no choice but to say: "Okay, if there is really something you can't figure out, don't be stubborn, we are still here."

Sheng Wuxia lowered his eyes all the time: "I understand."

Li Mo'er took Jiang Huai downstairs alone. As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Pei Shi and Li Ruoci who were about to go out. Li Ruoci was talking to Pei Shi with his head tilted. While talking, Pei Shi suddenly laughed. That smile is like sunlight shining into a clear spring.

Seeing this, Li Mo'er felt better, and took the initiative to go up and say hello: "Are you going out?"

Pei Shi said, "There is a little clue."

Li Mo'er said: "We have nothing to do, why don't we go together, so we can help."

Pei Shi nodded: "By the way, I'll ask you something."

On the way, Pei Shi asked some questions about this Tsing Yi luthier.

Li Moer said frankly: "I have been with Master since I was 14 years old, and I have always been with Master. Two years later, Master had an accident, and Wu Xia was only 13 years old at that time. Since then, I have been taking care of him. Qingzhou old man? I am I don't know, as for the relationship with Wuxia... I don't think it has much to do with it. Writing this kind of letter at this time may be some kind of conspiracy, and Wuxia has a pure personality, and he has always cared about the death of his master back then. Once I was fooled, I really thought it was about his mother, so it would be bad."

Li Ruoci listened from the side, thinking: This is really a real senior sister, every sentence is trying to separate the relationship for Sheng Wuxia.

Pei Shi just said, "I understand."

While the few people were talking, they came to the piano pavilion, and the sound of the piano came from inside.

Li Ruoci knocked on the door again.

The boy who opened the door lowered his eyebrows and said, "Sir, he knew you were coming back, so he specially waited inside."

Although they were suspicious, they still followed the boy in.

The interior of the pavilion was cleaned very cleanly, and the layout was elegant, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus could be faintly wafted in the air.

"Please come in." In front of a room on the third floor, the boy stopped and pushed open the door.

The sound of the qin came from inside. There was a dark qin on an ancient wooden table, and there was a person sitting behind it.This man was about forty, dressed in Tsing Yi, with gentle features, a bit of elegance and bookishness.

Seeing them, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Please sit down, Xiao Yi, and some tea."

The boy went away in response, and after a while, he brought a small white pottery pot, the pottery pot was exquisite, the boy bent down to pour tea into the porcelain cup, and the whole room could only hear the slight sound of running water.

In this kind of atmosphere, the few people couldn't help being a little cautious, but the man smiled first and said, "Let's introduce first, let's have fun together."

Li Ruoci stretched out his hand to hold the cup in front of him. The tea in it was at a suitable temperature, not too cold or hot. It must have been brewed before, and he poured hot water into it just now to warm it up.

A few people were sitting on the mat, when Li Mo'er was about to speak, Le Shangliu took a step ahead of her and said, "I know you have a lot to ask me, don't worry, you can taste the tea first, it's the best Baishi Mountain silver buds .”

Jiang Huai obviously hesitated after hearing this.

Li Ruoci wasn't very worried about whether there were other things in the tea, because whether there were any things made no difference to his cultivation level, so he picked up the cup and took a sip.

The taste of tea is very light and there is room for aftertaste.

After being quiet for a while, Li Mo'er finally couldn't help it: "Mr. Le, I want to know if you wrote that letter?"

Le Shangliu slightly raised his eyes and said, "Yes."

Li Ruoci was a little surprised to hear that there was no hesitation.

"Where do we start with...the matter of Wan Liushuang?" Li Mo'er said her master's name directly, which was very awkward.

"Since I said I was an old friend, there must be a reason..." The person in the seat suddenly sighed.

The coolness came in through the window, and the sunset and the evening bell came in together.The pavilions and pavilions in the distance correspond to the autumn colors, and it has been so for many years.

From Li Ruoci's angle, he could see all the scenery.A strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if everything ended here.He then laughed at his ignorant sorrow.

Just when he was distracted, the little boy who came in from outside gently closed the window, shutting out a curtain of twilight.He regained his composure, and saw a few boys in front of him bring a white curtain.

The room was getting darker and darker, only a few dim lights were shining behind the curtains.A colorful villain jumped up, he looked like a scholar.

The boy sang in the back with an opera accent, accompanied by the sound of strings and bamboo strings, ups and downs, back and forth.

It's a story that couldn't be simpler.

A scholar goes to Beijing to rush for an exam. The road is in danger. A chivalrous woman with a sword comes to the rescue. The two just meet by chance. After parting, they become strangers.

"Just because of old acquaintances, Chang'an Liu Ruxin every year."

The boy just sang like this, and everyone listened like this until they finished listening to the shadow play.

"Everyone, it's over." When the lights came on, Le Shangliu stood up with a smile on his lips.

Outside, the night came quietly, and everyone was a little confused.

And next, is the abyss.

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The second one is a bit late today