Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 30 A comeback, the seal changes and waves rise
The sound of the gods resounds, and the sound of all sounds is the same, like the spring and white snow, like the lonely sky and the moon, the first heart has changed through the years, and after the baptism of time, there is a touch of melancholy left in the heart.

Lin Chongyang caressed the strings of the zither, but his mood did not become peaceful because of the sound of the zither. Lingxiao was alone, Lingxiao was alone. Only after he really started to shoulder this responsibility did he realize how heavy this responsibility is.

Although the world is vast, he can only carry the Central Plains in his heart now, and can only carry the line of Confucianism, sages and virtues.

Respecting the king against the barbarians, using the barbarians to control the barbarians, needs to be done step by step, until the chessboard is overturned by finding comrades.

Before that, he can only do his best to make this world better, and to keep the foundation of Confucianism and everything around him.

Twisting and kneading, the seven strings move, quiet and far-reaching, with a lingering aftertaste.

Yin Xiaoshen, who was sitting by the stone table in the courtyard, looked at the person playing the piano in front of the piano table, and heard the melancholy in the sound of the piano, and felt a headache.

Because there was nothing to do at Haozheng Wudao, and he was idle when he was idle, and it happened that Lin Chongyang was on holiday, so he wanted to come over to see if he could have a good time, but then there was nothing else.

He hadn't listened to his friend play the piano for a few years, so if he happened to bump into it, he would just watch it for fun, so he sat there for almost two hours, but the mood in the sound of the piano was like going downhill, becoming more and more negative.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that this person was putting pressure on himself again. Wouldn't it be good to rely more on their friends and elders?
The master handed down the accompaniment of the piano, and the meaning is already very clear.
Okay, he forgot, these one, two, and three characters are somewhat awkward, and they don't say anything clearly.

"It's worthy of being the master's piano accompaniment. The quality is nothing to say. Finally, there is a piano that hasn't been blown up by you. It's really gratifying."

In the end, Yin Xiaoshen decided to come forward and talk about some lighter topics.

Although Defeng Gudao is Confucian orthodox, the Six Arts course is not a compulsory course. Lin Chongyang's Six Arts course was taught by Xia Kanxuan and others, and there is another hidden story about someone who doesn't like playing the piano. Speaking of years ago.

Because someone has a special skill, the ordinary piano may be blown up when he uses it, and he is so stubborn that he is unwilling to order a good piano, so after the course is over, the piano table has been kept for a long time. Leave it empty until now.

As for how many pianos were broken during this time, no one knows, but there are rumors that there was no kitchen in this small courtyard before.

The special course of Confucianism and Mingde is actually swordsmanship. The six arts can be learned according to individual wishes, but swordsmanship is a compulsory course, and most people's swordsmanship attainments are not bad.

If you are successful in cultivation, and you are still worried about the Confucianism after death, you can choose not to go to reincarnation, and turn your heroic soul into a sword soul to protect the Confucianism forever.

"Brother Yin, what you said is very good, don't say it next time."

The past events that were about to be deleted from memory were brought up again, and Lin Chongyang's hand playing the piano paused, and his thoughts were pulled back.

"But having said that, are you really relieved to let Fei Jun go out and jump around the rivers and lakes by himself? Really don't you need to take care of me for you?"

At this time, it has been several years since Mr. Fei went out on a trip. Although he is out, he often sends letters back.

"Sooner or later you have to face it, don't you?"

It's a joke, it's the first time for the senior brother to go out and jump into the rivers and lakes at such a young age. As a senior brother, how could he not have insurance.

Now that his practice of Blood Vault of Heaven has achieved some results, it is not difficult for him to use his own blood to make some insurance.

"You're not going to go by yourself, are you?"

No matter how stable the world is now, Yin Xiaoshen would never believe that with someone's personality, he would let his junior brother out alone.

"How do you know I didn't go?"

As Lin Chongyang's voice fell, a red skylark who was dozing up on an ancient tree far away in Nanwulin raised its head, scanned the surroundings, and after making sure that the yellow figure in the distance was safe, continued to doze with its head down.

This insurance created by Qi and blood carrying one's own will, although it does not carry much power, it is not difficult to protect the very king in critical moments.

After all, there is an identity certificate there, and as long as the people on the white road don't have any problems with their brains, basically nothing will happen.

The thing to guard against is those ghosts and ghosts lurking in the dark. The place of misery is vast and rich in resources. Who knows if there will be something lurking in the poor mountains and rivers, so you should guard against it more or less.

At the same time, Mr. Fei who was eating noodles at the wild store paused, then continued to eat noodles with his head down as if nothing had happened.

From the time he walked out of the ancient road of Defeng, he sometimes felt that someone's gaze would occasionally fall on him, and it was fleeting.

Although he didn't have evidence, the feeling he gave him couldn't be said to have nothing to do with when his senior brother looked at him, it could only be said to be exactly the same, even if he didn't find the source.

Although it is said that if he exposes it, the means left by the senior brother will definitely give him an answer, but this should make the senior brother very embarrassed, so he will act as if nothing happened along the way.

Of course, he will not act recklessly just because his senior brother has left behind. When walking in the rivers and lakes, he must highlight his tricks and keep a low profile in his life.

On the other side, in the small courtyard behind the Defeng Ancient Road, Yin Xiaoshen called him a good guy.

"Good guy, you really are better than blue than blue."

Longing for Lin Chongyang to go out and jump in the rivers and lakes, Lin Tianxing sent a letter to the Buddha to ask him to take care of him. This time, the very gentleman went to the rivers and lakes, and Lin Chongyang directly used the means to go out in person.
"What are you implying? Be careful when you talk nonsense and walk at night."

"Who heard that? You are slandering."

"Brother Yin, you were not like this before."

"A person who is close to ink is black, so careless in making friends."

"I can figure it out?"

As soon as the piano sound stopped, Lin Chongyang stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and asked Yin Xiaoshen who was opposite.

When friends come, they must cook for themselves, make a good meal, and drink some more.

At their level, although they can live safely without eating five grains and breathing out the vitality of the world, this does not prevent many people from still retaining their interest in this aspect.

Xiantian people are not ascetics, so there is no need to wrong yourself because of some things.

"I'm here to eat and drink, you must be watching the arrangement."

Although people in Confucianism are not poor, there are not many people who really know how to cook and cook well at the same time. Many people regard the misunderstood "gentleman far away from the kitchen" as a classic, which is a dead book .

The owner of the Misery Chain Hotel cooks the food himself, but not everyone can enjoy this kind of treatment. He just eats and drinks, and waits for the food to finish.

"Ha~"

Lin Chongyang walked into the kitchen after cleaning his hands, Yin Xiaoshen had nothing to do, and made the Qingqin appear.

The rhythm of the strings, the reverberation of ancient sounds, the chic and happy, read all over the rivers and lakes.

"The wind and clouds are changing and the mountains and rivers are moving. Let Dao Wuxing ask the chivalrous style; don't ask who is worthy of being a dragon, and look at the world and sigh at the sky."

.........

At the entrance of Yan Luo Ghost Prison, eerie ghostly aura escaped from the seal, and an eerie and suspenseful atmosphere enveloped Shoushou.

Suddenly, wave after wave of terrifying momentum confronted the seal continuously, and under the crushing of the two, there was a slight gap in the seal formed by the holy energy of Buddhism.

I saw a rainbow light coming out of it and disappearing into the boundless world.

　Keep pushing the book, don't ask, just ask if you understand everything, the writing is better than me, but because the title of the book is not eye-catching enough, it was buried, so I strongly recommend it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)