Chapter 1812: 1826

However, when he noticed Liu Qingyan's eyes, Lintian opened his eyes from meditation and said with a smile, "what, do you believe it now?"

Liu Qingyan nodded, and the glittering and translucent lips smiled: "up to now, I still feel like a dream."

Lintian was speechless and said, "this is the way of heaven and no one. Miss Qingyan, now Tianyin pavilion has provoked all kinds of coquettish. It will be very safe for you and your master."

Liu Qingyan let out a sound, and the lingering depression shrouded in her eyebrows also reduced a lot, and the whole person glowed with an amazing and beautiful atmosphere.

She came to Lintian and sat down, tilted her head and asked, "elder Yu Xuan, who do you think would be the murderer who did this?"

The sound is as clear and pleasant as the sound of nature.

Her eyes are clear as stars, her eyebrows are picturesque and ethereal. It's a rare enjoyment to listen to her only.

Lintian picked up the green gourd, drank a mouthful of wine and joked: "how can I know, maybe... It's an elder expert who cherishes fragrance and jade and can't bear the harm of Miss Qingyan? However, Miss Qingyan can't call each other a 'murderer', it's a living Bodhisattva who saves lives."

Liu Qingyan glanced at Lintian, and her eyes looked forward to him. She was so beautiful that she was trembling.

She thought for a moment and said, "whether it's a living Bodhisattva or not, all I know is that elder Yu Xuan took a trip out and brought me great news. If I have a chance in the future, I will repay the elder with a better life."

"You don't have to wait, just now."

Lintian suddenly thought of something and said, "I heard that Qingyan is excellent at music and rhythm, and she can also play a rare musical instrument called ancient law Linglong. I wonder if I have the honor to listen to a song?"

Liu Qingyan said in surprise, "ancient law Linglong? Who did you hear? I haven't revealed this musical instrument since I entered the practice of Tianyin Pavilion."

Lintian secretly shouted that it was bad. Just when he wanted to explain, Liu Qingyan smiled and nodded: "but if you like it, why don't you make a fool of yourself?"

As she spoke, she took out a musical instrument in the shape of water droplets, about the size of a palm, with nine holes on it and a warm luster like sapphire on the surface.

Ancient law Linglong!

Lintian felt an imperceptible trance in his eyes.

At the age of seven, he was in prison in the mine.

It was a night with heavy snow. Mr. Lu sat alone on the top of a mountain, carrying a wine gourd and drinking alone in the wind and snow.

Until he was drunk, Mr. Lu took out the ancient law Linglong he had been wearing, and then called Lintian, who was only seven years old at that time, to his side.

Without talking, Mr. Lu just played the ancient law Linglong.

The sound was lonely and empty, floating in the wind and snow of heaven and earth, with unspeakable loneliness and sadness.

Lintian, who was only seven years old, knew for the first time that there was a feeling of solitude in the melody.

Look at this song, Mr. Zong Linzi, the last trace you left is the one you left

Since then, Lintian remembered the ancient law Linglong and the song.

Liu Qingyan didn't notice Lintian's abnormality. Her green and white fingers pressed on the ancient law Linglong, and her red lips opened and played.

A melodious melody like the sound of nature sounded, like the wind singing swaying in the starry sky, echoing dimly in the vast river of years

Lintian drank silently, and his dusty memory seemed to open. He thought of Mr. Lu and the days when he was young and was imprisoned in the mine.

The quiet courtyard is like the dark night sky, the stars are floating, and the melodious notes are like strings that move people's hearts.

……

"In the white blade, in the mortal world of murder."

In another courtyard, a young man in sackcloth lay lazily in a rocking chair.

He put his head on his arms, crossed his legs and hummed in his mouth, "Oh, no, it should be laughing at a glass of wine and killing people in the busy market."

The young man in sackcloth had also heard of the bloody incident on the whirlwind boat. His first reaction was to pat his thigh and sigh: "this man, fierce!"

The people of the Honghuang Taoist court say they will kill. Isn't it fierce?

At that time, the young men in hemp clothes impulsively wanted to go to Lintian and have a good chat with the fierce man. It was better to ask for a drink.

If Lintian didn't agree, he would threaten the informant.

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After all, I'm afraid he is the only one who knows who is the murderer of this bloody incident.

But best of all, he was stopped by the old woman and told him not to get involved in this storm. He could just stand idly by.

This disappointed the young man in sackcloth. Now he was lying in the rocking chair, listening to the sound of rhythm faintly coming from the distant courtyard, as beautiful as the sound of nature, and his heart became more and more depressed.

After that guy killed someone, he brushed his clothes and returned home. He was accompanied by a beautiful woman. He listened to the wonderful music and was very natural and unrestrained.

If you look at yourself again, you won't even give up the yard. It's really sad.

There was a knock at the door.

With a swish, the young man in sackcloth immediately got up, rushed forward to open the door, and said, "mother-in-law, I'll see who came to visit and promise not to cause trouble. Don't mix it up."

The old woman was helpless for a while, and she also knew that the boy's character jumped out of the extreme. He was about to be bored because he didn't leave home for so many days.

"Who?"

The young man in sackcloth opened the door and greeted him with a smile.

Outside the door, there stood a group of strongmen of Tianyin Pavilion, led by a sage Wangjing elder named Cheng Wen.

"Childe, we have some questions to answer."

Cheng Wen said with a gloomy face, "in addition, if you don't mind, we will search your residence. You should know that some bad things have happened tonight. I hope you can cooperate."

The words are hard and have a taste of inviolability.

This made the smile on the face of the young man in sackcloth shrink away and said weakly, "it's this thing. Sorry, it has nothing to do with me."

Bang!

He closed the door directly and muttered, "I really doubt my head. These fools have no eyes."

The old woman in the distance said, "young Lord, now you see, that guy is a trouble. Whoever touches will suffer."

The young man in sackcloth sighed, "it's just a chat."

The knock on the door rang out again.

The young man in sackcloth raised his eyebrows and opened the door. He saw Cheng Wen and others looking at him one by one, looking very angry.

"Oh, don't give up."

The young man in sackcloth hugged his arms and smiled, "one by one, a dead man's face is gloomy. What's this?"

"Childe, please pay attention!"

Cheng Wen gritted his teeth and was so angry that he almost ran away. "Although this is the welcoming mountain, it is also the territory of our Tianyin Pavilion. Whatever your origin, if you don't cooperate today, don't blame me for being rude!"

The old woman in the distance gave a bad cry.

But without waiting for her to stop, he saw the young man in sackcloth suddenly put his hand out.

Click!

Cheng Wen, the neck of the elders of the heaven King's sage, was twisted into fried dough twist.

Then, if his body was burned, it turned into ashes and floated without a trace. From beginning to end, he didn't have time to respond!

"Those who dare to threaten me are all dead now. You... Are no exception."

The young man in sackcloth smiled and opened his mouth. His eyes narrowed, looking harmless to humans and animals.

The strong man who can come with Cheng Wen, when he faces the young man in sackcloth again, his body is stiff, like falling into an ice cave, and his face is full of fear.

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(I drank a little too much at the wedding banquet today, but the update didn't fall off the chain!

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