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- The bamboo shadows are sparse and layer upon layer. Although they are not airtight, the jade-like bamboos are scattered here and there, making it difficult for people to see clearly what is deep inside.
There are few people walking on the alley among the bamboos.
However, at this time, there was a person walking quietly between the bamboo shadows.
The pace is leisurely, not as if he is in a hurry, but as if he is sightseeing.
Traveling around?
Although this bamboo forest does have a unique charm, when it comes to fun, it is still a bit inferior.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The bamboo forest is extremely muddy and very difficult to walk. How could anyone be so bored that they come here for an outing at this time?
However, pedestrians walking among bamboos feel as if they are walking on smooth ground on this slippery and muddy rugged path. With one hand behind his back, he walked slowly and leisurely.
A gust of breeze blew up the pedestrian's cloak and the curtain under the hat, revealing half of his soft face.
is her?
She has skin like sun-snow and eyes like autumn water, but she is a young girl.
She is the mysterious woman at the foot of Leshan before.
If there is any difference, it¡¯s probably the strand of golden hair that sticks out from the top of the hat, which is unyieldingly pushed open, and the eyes that change from pale gold to emerald.
But why is she here? Did you come here intentionally or pass by accidentally?
No matter which one it is, I only know that the girl's footsteps never stopped or hesitated, she just moved forward step by step without any hindrance.
The sound of footsteps was neither fast nor slow. Suddenly, a quiet and sad sound of the harp came from the sparse shadows of the bamboo forest.
The Huqin plays sadly, like complaining, crying and admiring. It seems to be following the footsteps of the girl, but also seems to be amusing itself.
The long sound of the harp is like a gentle breeze beating on the bamboo forest, stirring up the coolness in the bamboo forest after the new rain. For a moment, it feels like a dreamy wonderland.
In the sound of the harp, every bamboo in the bamboo forest that could not be reached seemed to respond, making a whimpering sound, like a low cry.
But the sound of this piano is different from those sad tunes that are deserted, self-pitying, and hating heaven and earth.
There is no sorrow and resentment in the middle notes of the song, only an eternal loneliness.
It is more majestic than the love and resentment, and it is extremely sad compared to the military power.
The sound of the piano ripples softly in the bamboo forest, often repeating itself endlessly, just like the loneliness of the snowy sea and ice fields, the vicissitudes of the cliffs thousands of feet long, and the sadness of the wind and sand thousands of miles away.
Who plays the piano? How could he play such sad music? Who else has experienced more vicissitudes than this "eternal life"?
"However, although the girl seemed to be feeling emotional, her steps did not slow down one bit. She still maintained the leisurely pace of her life and moved forward slowly.
Getting closer, getting closer, the bamboo shadows gradually become sparse, and a simple thatched cottage can be seen.
The closer she got, the more the girl felt a slight sting between her eyebrows.
Sword energy.
It is different from the sword energy I have seen so far. It is like the vast ocean and the vast sky, with a gentleness that embraces all things.
¡°Is this the sword energy leaking around me unintentionally, or is it coming from someone deep in the bamboo forest
A gentle warning?
??Warning the girl "Don't move forward"?
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Nie Feng is moving forward.
He doesn¡¯t even know why he wants to move forward.
But, he only knows one thing.
You can¡¯t help yourself.
Since Leshan came back, his life is no longer his own.
Bu Jingyun "died" to save the residents of Leshan, how could Nie Feng just stop?
But what money does he have to continue to help these villagers?
He has!
He still has the last "capital".
he himself!
With this "capital", he reached a "deal" with Xiongba.
As long as Xiong Ba gives him one million taels to help the victims, he will give his life to Xiong Ba and help him build an iron-gable empire.
No one will refuse this deal, especially a tycoon like Xiong Ba.
However, although Nie Feng was not very good at observing words and expressions, he could still tell from Xiong Ba's look and tone that Xiong Ba didn't seem to be very enthusiastic.
It seems that his transaction is just a small episode that doesn't need to be taken care of.
Nie Feng is quite hard to understand Xiong Ba¡¯s attitude.
And this time, although Nie Feng didn¡¯t know the true purpose of Xiong Ba, soNo matter how complicated it is, he still has to go into Wushuang City to find out the truth. This is his only mission on this trip.
How will he sneak into Wushuang?
Generally speaking, if ordinary people sneak into a certain place, they always have to disguise themselves as another person; for example, young people will pretend to be old, and old people will try to appear young, and those who are neither old nor young will always go to the front. Apply it on, and finally you will have a big mole on your face, or an ugly face with a protruding forehead, and a weird appearance, which may be easier to detect than without disguise!
The only purpose is to prevent others from recognizing you at a glance!
It's just that the real first-class masters don't care at all whether others can recognize them, because they won't even give anyone a chance to "recognize" them!
It¡¯s just like Nie Feng is like this now.
"Huh"
Nie Feng jumped up, stepped on the divine wind, and unfolded his wind-catching shadow body technique. A breeze suddenly blew up, and in the blink of an eye, he had passed through the city gate safely.
"Haha! The weather is very hot, but the gust of wind just now was really refreshing!"
"It's a pity that it's too short. It's not cold anymore in the blink of an eye. It's really hard to endure this hot day!"
The selected guards were still unaware and were joking for a while.
The other guards heard what the two said and agreed with them. However, would the guards know that just when they felt refreshed, they had all failed in their duty?
There is a kind of master in this world. Their speed can be faster than the sound, and the sound is of course faster than the breeze so fast that their naked eyes cannot catch it, cannot catch a glimpse, and it has passed!
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There are distant bamboo shadows, and light mist lingers after the rain. In the thatched cottage, there are two people, one piano and one sword.
A child, dressed in white brocade and holding a long bamboo sword, was swinging in the courtyard, and his moves showed the style of a great generation.
A man, wearing a blue and black plain robe, holding a harp in his hand, was sitting in front of the door of the courtyard, gently playing a harp that broke many hearts.
By the bamboo forest, another figure stood quietly across a layer of green bamboo, as if he was afraid that if he stepped in, he would ruin the fun of the two people.
However, the girl by the bamboo forest did not wait long.
The sound of the harp suddenly stopped, and the man in black holding the harp sighed softly and carefully put the harp away, as if the worn-out harp was not an ordinary old harp, but a treasure.
Hearing the sound of the harp stopped, the sword-dancing young man immediately stopped and looked at the man in black in confusion.
Then, following the eyes of the man in black, the boy in white also noticed the girl standing by the bamboo forest.
"Who are you?"
Holding a bamboo sword in his hand, the young man in white couldn't help but warn.
However, the girl did not respond to the boy in white's question. Instead, she slowly walked out of the bamboo forest and reached out to gently roll up the curtain that covered her face onto the bamboo hat.
Seeing the girl¡¯s face, the boy in white couldn¡¯t help but trembled, then took a few steps back slightly, and retreated behind the man in black.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters isare you the person I'm looking for?"
The girl shook her head slightly and asked instead of answering.
"Who are you looking for?"
"What I'm looking for is not a person"
The girl smiled, and looked at the huqin player with a pair of green eyes that had never been seen in the Central Plains.
"It's amyth!"
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Author¡¯s note: As you can see, this volume is about a sub-plot It feels so difficult to write, and I found that I forgot to arrange Xiao Ye¡¯s role (Hold my forehead)
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