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Episode 4 The Meeting of the Eight Prefectures Chapter 147 The Thirty-Seventh Stone Stele (Part 1)

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    One night passed, the wind and rain finally stopped, and West Lake returned to its former peace, as quiet as a mirror.  Dongfang Bai jumped onto the boat and flew towards the center of the lake with all his strength, setting off a long white wave.  Looking at the calm lake, Dongfang Bai's face looked slightly gloomy, and he frowned. The night had passed, but there was no news from Li Tu, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.  The storm last night came too suddenly. Perhaps Li Tu had already been buried by the wind and waves, and he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. It seemed that a generation of piano saints who would be famous all over the world was buried at the bottom of the lake like this. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Sad!  Driving the boat towards the center of the lake was Dongfang Bai's unconscious behavior, because after the storm passed, it was impossible for Li Tu to still be in the center of the lake.  But when he was about to reach the center of the lake, Dongfang Bai saw a small boat floating quietly in the center of the lake from a distance, and a figure in white that was as motionless as a wood carving and clay sculpture.  Seeing that figure, Dongfang Bai felt silent joy in her heart. Although she had just met Li Tu and had a mild acquaintance with Li Tu, she did not want him to be buried at the bottom of the lake like this.  What's more, he is a piano saint who will be famous all over the world, and he is also a piano lover.  "Brother Li" Dongfang Bai called out from a distance, and the boat flew faster, reaching three feet away from Li Tu in the blink of an eye.  At this time, she jumped lightly on her toes and jumped towards Li Tu's boat. Her figure was very dexterous, but then her face suddenly changed and she found that she had landed on the water a foot away from the boat.  "What's going on?" Dongfang Bai was startled for a moment, then jumped towards Li Tu's boat, but landed on the water about a foot away again.  Dang jumped back into his boat.  Frowning slightly, he looked at Li Tu, feeling frightened, confused, and strange "What's going on? How could he not land in his boat?" Dongfang Bai frowned in thought, and then drove the boat towards him.  Li Tu approached slowly.  But I found that I was always circling just a few feet away from Li Tu's boat, and could never get close.  "Isn't it the maze array?" Dongfang Baida frowned, feeling very puzzled. He had heard of the legend of the maze array, but he had never encountered it before. However, this situation was likely to be the legendary maze array.  So he shouted again: "Brother Li, Brother Li" But Li Tu still sat quietly cross-legged, his head slightly raised.  He seemed to be looking at the horizon in the distance, deep in thought, and didn't hear what he said at all.  Dongfang Bai also raised his head slightly, looked at the horizon, and thought in his heart: "Did Brother Li enter a magical realm? The rumored realm of unity between man and nature is like this. He will forget everything around him and listen to  There was no sound from the outside world. "But seeing that Li Tu was fine, Dongfang Bai was relieved, but he didn't understand at this time.  How could I care about someone with whom I had only a mild acquaintance?  Standing quietly on the boat, Dongfang Bai looked at Li Tu and the boat carefully, becoming even more confused.  How did he avoid such a heavy storm last night?  Even if you are the top player in the world.  But after such a night, you will be exhausted.  But now, he is not damaged at all.  Moreover, his body does not have any internal strength, so he must be a person who does not understand martial arts.  ¡­ ¡°Whose eyes are those? Whose tears?¡± Li Tu stared blankly at the eye painted with thick ink, and the teardrop below.  As if obsessed, I don't know why this is happening.  At this time, his heart was beating like a drum, vibrating loudly, and even his own blood was vibrating violently.  It¡¯s a very strange feeling, but I can¡¯t tell what it feels like.  He raised his head slightly and stared at that eye like a maniac.  This eye is not in this sky, but in the Taishi world of "The Prelude to the Divine Sound", but it seems to be in the sea of ??one's own consciousness and one's own soul.  In fact, Li Tu didn't need to open his eyes to see. Whether he looked or not, he would see the eye painted in thick ink and the teardrop below.  "Why did it cry?" "Why did I see it?" Li Tu looked at it dreamily, forgetting everything else One night passed, and Li Tu was still looking at the one as thick as thick.  Mo Huajiu¡¯s eyes and that drop of tear.  ¡­ Dongfang Bai frowned slightly and returned to the lake in front of the Mirror Pavilion. He felt that Li Tu, whom he had just met not long ago, was becoming more and more mysterious.  Not only could he play the harp and let hundreds of birds come to court, he seemed to know how to perform formations, and he was actually safe after a stormy night. ????????? Just jumped off the boat.Then he saw Su Xiaoxiao, who had barely slept a wink all night, running up with a tired look on his face, and asked urgently with red eyes: "Young hero, have you found Mr?" Su Xiaoxiao was reading slowly, but in his heart he was filled with excitement.  He was very anxious and afraid of getting the news that Li Tu was buried in the middle of the lake. His red eyes were full of sadness.  "Found it, Brother Li is fine, don't worry." Dongfang Bai said lightly, not knowing what the relationship between Su Xiaoxiao and Li Tu was, why he cared so much about him.  "Sir, are you really okay?" Su Xiaoxiao said excitedly, her eyes filled with joy.  "Not bad." Dongfang Bai nodded.  "Then" Su Xiaoxiao looked around, and then said doubtfully: "Sir, why don't you see him? He is not injured, right? Where is he now?" "He is still in the middle of the lake, seeming to be comprehending something  Seeing that he was fine, I didn't bother him and came back to report him so as not to worry you." Dongfang Bai explained.  "I want to become a disciple" A crazy old man ran out of the courtyard of the small building with bare feet, suddenly jumped on a small boat, and rowed towards the lake, his eyes full of madness.  "Miss Su, who is he?" Dongfang Bai slightly gestured to the crazy old man.  "Actually, Xiaoxiao doesn't know who he is, but he said he is Heshan. It's just that Heshan is a master of the first generation, how could he be a sloppy old man" Su Xiaoxiao suddenly coughed and felt slightly in his heart.  Confused, I still don¡¯t quite believe that he is He Shan.  "Grandmaster He Shan?" Dongfang Bai also looked slightly confused.  "Thank you, young hero. Now Xiaoxiao is going to see how his husband is doing." Su Xiaoxiao said, her face turned slightly pale, as if she had been infected by the cold and her body was very hot.  "Miss Su, Brother Li is really fine, don't worry, besides, you are now" Before Dongfang Bai finished speaking, he saw Su Xiaoxiao slowly fainting on the ground.  ¡­ When Heshan¡¯s boat reached the middle of the lake, it also encountered the same situation as Dongfang Bai. The boat could only be two or three feet away from Li Tu¡¯s boat. No matter how hard he rowed, it could not get close to Li Tu¡¯s boat. It could only get closer to Li Tu¡¯s boat.  It's spinning outside.  I paddled again and again, trying hard to get closer, but in the end I failed.  Seemingly tired from rowing, Heshan actually fell asleep on the boat. When he woke up, the madness in his eyes had dissipated and he became calm, with a hint of wisdom.  After he woke up, He Shan did not row a boat to try to get closer. Instead, he sat upright and looked at Li Tu quietly, observing his movements and expressions, as if he wanted to see something from it.  Seeing Li Tu slightly raising his head and looking at the horizon, he also raised his head slightly and looked at the horizon. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't help but shake his head.  At this time, I couldn't help but recall the scene last night in my mind, where hundreds of birds came to visit, and I sighed again when I was excited.  I have been wild and arrogant all my life, and I have wasted most of my life, but I am far inferior to the young man in front of me.  The young man in front of you is already a generation of piano saint.  At this time, Su Xiaoxiao also paddled a boat to the center of the lake, followed by the maid Xiaocao. Seeing that Li Tu was really fine, she felt relieved.  But when I saw Li Tu sitting on the boat like a wood carving and clay sculpture, I couldn't help but become confused again.  "What are you doing, sir?" Su Xiaoxiao asked the old man.  "He is studying the piano! Don't disturb him." Heshan turned his head slightly and said to Su Xiaoxiao, as if he was afraid of disturbing Li Tu.  "Wu Qin?" Su Xiaoxiao was startled.  ¡­ ¡­ One day passed, and Li Tu was still sitting quietly on the boat, with his head slightly raised, looking at the horizon dreamily.  The old man also watched him quietly in the boat for a whole day, carefully observing his movements and expressions.  "Heseems to have a certain charm" the old man said to himself.  "Charm?" Su Xiaoxiao was startled, but she looked again and again, but she didn't see the style the old man mentioned.  The next day, the old man still rowed the boat to the center of the lake and continued to observe Li Tu.  Although Su Xiaoxiao also came, her purpose was different from the old man's. She was only concerned about when the husband in her heart would wake up and if anything would happen The old man, on the other hand, wanted to learn about Qin from Li Tu.  In his movements and demeanor, he could comprehend some of Qin's charm. For him, the young man in front of him was Qin.  On the third day, Li Tu was still looking at the horizon dreamily, and the old man was also looking at him quietly, becoming calmer and calmer as he looked.   The West Lake sword debate was about to begin. Mr. Hua from the Qingcheng Sword Sect came to the Mirror Pavilion. Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao was not there, he asked Aunt Jia doubtfully. He found out that Su Xiaoxiao rowed a boat to the center of the lake, so he also  Paddling a small boatGo to the center of the lake.  I saw a three-leaf boat floating quietly in the middle of the lake. One of them was Su Xiaoxiao, one was a somewhat slovenly old man, and the other was the scholar.  Seeing such a situation, I couldn't help but become a little confused. It seemed that Su Xiaoxiao and the old man were looking at the scholar, but the scholar was looking at the horizon dreamily, as if he was wandering.  "Miss Su, the West Lake sword debate is about to begin. Please go to Yingyue Island, Miss Su." Mr. Hua said with a slight smile.  The old man couldn't help frowning when he saw the young master in black robes in front of him.  ¡­ I don¡¯t know how many days later, under the moonlit night, Li Tu finally woke up.  But after waking up, he still couldn't forget that eye painted in thick ink, as if it was always by his side.  "What's going on?" Li Tu frowned slightly in thought, a little confused. Could it be the reason for "The Preface to the Divine Sound"?  However, now the mystery of "Prologue" has finally been unveiled, and its true meaning is vaguely known.  (To be continued)
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