The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 129 Playing piano music, a premonition appears

In the end, Feng Chou was left behind, and the people of Liuxian were naturally very welcoming. Cuishan Xing, the only one who could cook, nodded with Feng Chou and went to the kitchen with the vegetables.

Feng Chou didn't see Chuan Yuxiao and Dingtianlu this time. He was worried that these two children would go out to kill the devil again, so he asked, "Why don't you see the two Taoist priests Huan Dou and Xing Yi?"

"The two of them couldn't sit still, so they went to the misery and ran around to help find some Xuanzong disciples who were suitable for entry. I'm afraid it would take some time before they could come back." Jiufang Qi poured a cup of tea for Fengchou and heard With concern in his words, he smiled and said: "Senior brother Huang Shangzi and I will also go out to help in a few days. After all, we can't always be idle and do something."

Feng Chou didn't think about Jiu Fangqi and Huang Shangzi's martial arts being destroyed, and didn't know what to say for a moment. After dryly telling them to be careful, he changed the subject: "Do you want to improve your cooking skills?"

After saying this, I felt that it was inappropriate, just like roundaboutly saying that someone's cooking skills were poor. Fortunately, Jiufangchi and the others didn't pay much attention to it. They just lowered their heads and hid their faces, feeling embarrassed.

"Senior, sometimes I feel strange. It is obvious that martial arts requires more hard work than cooking. However, in martial arts, you can break through with more hard work, but in cooking..."

"Ah, it's okay. You just need to practice this more..." Feng Chou, who originally wanted to comfort the other party, suddenly remembered that he had to cook the kitchen when he entered the kitchen. Up to now, he can only make steamed dumplings and porridge. Lan, paused subconsciously.

Huang Shangzi didn't notice. After listening to Fengchou's other words of comfort, he raised his head, looked around, and whispered: "Senior, please stop making excuses for us. We thought so at first, but when we saw that our senior brother was being raped one time, After Senior Brother Cui politely persuaded me to leave the kitchen, I felt that some things might really require talent."

Has Senior Brother Cang's cooking skills... reached a point where even Senior Brother Cui despises him?
Feng Chou was silently complaining in his heart, but he saw that the few people who were just commenting on the cooking skills were sitting upright and talking about other topics in a very tacit understanding.

Feng Chou looked up and saw Xuan Zi Daoying walking slowly. He was holding the Yunjian Heying tea set that Feng Chou had just bought. He was carrying Nu Cang Qin on his back and said calmly, "We need help over there at Cuishan Xing. , which one of you wants to go over?"

The four of them looked at each other, and then collectively looked at Jiufangchi, the youngest of the six strings, with encouragement: "Junior brother Jiufangchi, go ahead, just treat it as another kind of experience."

Jiu Fangqi had no choice but to stand up silently. The figures of Xuan and Bai disappeared at the door of the kitchen. Bai Xuepiao and the others breathed a deep sigh of relief, which seemed to mean that they had escaped disaster. Feng Choubie's eyes twitched slightly when he saw it: It's just a meal. Why does it feel more terrifying than facing Yamamo Hanba?

"Made Young Master Feng laugh."

Cang sat down opposite Fengchoubie, took down the Nu Cangqin and placed it on the stone table. Fengchoubie's eyes subconsciously fell on the Qin, and he put aside the image of being smashed by the Qin in his mind, and quickly shook his head: "Taoist priests, all This is a pure heart, how can I laugh at it? On the contrary, I am a little bit worse."

"How can senior say that? In terms of character and ability, we are far behind seniors. This description should not be applied to seniors." Huang Shangzi quickly retorted, and Chi Yunran also echoed: "Yes, Senior is really a good person."

nice guy...

His eyes darkened, Fengchou turned his head to look at the sea reflecting the cold moonlight in the distance, and his tone softened: "Are you a good person..."

Really, it’s an unfamiliar vocabulary.

"Young Master Feng..."

Cang Jingping called softly, and without stopping, the thin smoke slowly rose, and the slightly bitter fragrance of tea brought back the wandering thoughts. Feng Chou blinked, raised his hand and gently pressed his eyebrows, and said apologetically: "I don't know. I thought of something without realizing it and accidentally got distracted, which is really rude."

"It doesn't matter. If you need help, young hero can just ask." Cang felt that something was wrong just now, but Feng Chou didn't want to say anything, and he wouldn't ask further questions. He just handed over the emerald-green tea in his hand.

"Thank you."

The warm tea cup entered my hand, and I could feel the warmth and smoothness of the tea cup through my gloves. I took another sip of the tea that was slightly bitter but sweet, and my mind settled down: "I am very lucky to have good tea with good tea utensils." If you can get to know Xian Prime, you won’t be able to taste such good tea art.”

Sincere praise will always win some favor. Cang's eyebrows softened a little, and there was a smile on his face: "Cang is honored to be recognized by Young Master Feng."

"Ding~Cang's favorability has increased, players please continue to work hard."

Perhaps the tea was quite effective, so the system prompt this time did not affect Feng Chou's other good mood, but he only cautiously mentioned Lian Emei's exit.

Cang didn't have much reaction after hearing this. It was just that a generation of gods disappeared, but he couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "My friend has already informed me of this matter by flying a message. I'm afraid that the demon world will also make big moves. Chi Yunran , your opportunity to be born is coming."

Chi Yunran on the side nodded lightly. As the only female cultivator among the ten disciples, she was not inferior to the others in terms of character and enlightenment. There was no fear in her eyes at this time.

"If you need my help, you can go to Biechouju to find me. After all..." Yan Mohanba's side also needs him to put out smoke bombs to disrupt the line of sight.

"Chi Yunran is here, thank you for your kindness, senior." Chi Yunran nodded slightly and thanked him.

"I heard from a friend that Feng Shaoxia was severely injured by Yan Mo Hanba while trying to save Lian Yuren. This is a pill to treat internal injuries. I hope it can bring you some help, Feng Shaoxia."

"Thank you." Feng Chou reached out and took the porcelain bottle containing the elixir. He glanced at Cang Cang's hands and found that he did not play the piano. He breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that Lin Wushuang did not use Xuanzong Taoism. Tell Cang and the others what happened, otherwise they will have to think of how to escape at this time.

"Young Master Feng wants to play a song?"

Sensing that the other party's eyes would fall on the Nu Cang Qin from time to time, plus Jiu Fangchi said that the other party was once a famous luthier in Xiao Penglai, Cang naturally thought that Feng Chou had seen a good Qin and was suddenly itchy.

"That's good. After listening to the sound of the piano at the beginning of the string, I had the idea to play a piece together. I hope that the sound of the piano at the beginning of the string will not be hard to hear." He took out the Daoqin from his backpack, just in case of the wind. Choubie also added a layer of restrictions to ensure that the innate Tao Qi inside would not be noticed by Xuanzong's people.

"Young Master Feng is humble."

Cang opened his eyes slightly and looked around. Bai Xuepiao and the others had already lit the incense burner with understanding. The green smoke was flowing out from the burner. An elegant atmosphere slowly arose, and everything seemed to be quiet.

No need to signal or speak, the two people's fingertips touched the strings at the same time, and the cool music poured out from the fingers. The evening breeze stirred the sea water and the bamboo forest, and the sounds of seabirds gliding on the flanks passed by. The music gradually merged into the At the same time, it is no longer possible to tell who played it.Play as you like, move as you like, there is no limit to the music score, it just matches the night, the fragrance of tea, and the mood at this time.

Bai Xuepiao and the other three were also very moved when they heard it. Then they took out their own musical instruments and played the same tunes according to their heart, but they unknowingly merged together, making it difficult to distinguish.

The melody stopped and my heart became quiet. Only the cool sound of the wind blew by as the last lingering echo.

Everyone present was silent for a while, and then they all smiled in unison. Even Cang, who was usually indifferent, showed a shallow smile. There was a slight hint of tenderness in the lingering green smoke.

Senior Brother Cang smiled... It was quite eye-catching. This song was worth playing.

Feng Chou suddenly became distracted when he looked at the person opposite him. He unconsciously made a gesture of holding his chin and looking at the person. Fortunately, there was a white gauze in front of him, so he didn't attract any attention.

"Young Master Feng's piano skills make Cang look forward to the next ensemble."

The praise without any modifications made people feel good for no reason. Coupled with the sincere expectation and joy in the words, Feng Chou could not help but feel a little proud and said in a brisk tone: "It should be there. As long as I don't give up the string, I will have it." I’ll come over when I have free time.”

"Oh?"

Xu Shi got a lot closer to him after playing a piece of music. Cang's expression softened a little, and he made a rare joke with someone: "No more evasive polite refusal?"

"Uh, this..."

Feng Chou was a little embarrassed, but everyone else present was tilting their heads and snickering. Dao Wuyu floated directly in front of him, looking at him with a teasing expression.

"Hmm! The color of the flowers there is a bit special, like the clouds stained by the glow. I wonder which Taoist priest planted it?"

Fengchou looked around and randomly picked a topic. Chi Yunran glanced in the direction of the flowers, narrowed his eyes and smiled softly: "That's what I planted. It's a flower seed brought from the Taoist realm. It's called Xia Canjin." , the face is like the rays of sunshine staining the white clouds, the petals are like brocade but there are some defects, but they are easy to support. "

Seeing that Feng Chou was not very interested, Chi Yunran asked, "I wonder what kind of flowers Young Master Feng likes?"

"That...gardenia." The remaining two words rolled on the tip of the tongue and changed into another name. He rubbed the strings with his fingertips through his gloves and said thoughtfully: "I like the color." The white color has a good meaning, and sometimes it can be used as a farewell object."

"Parting? That's not new...well!"

The outspoken Bai Xuepiao was about to raise a question when Huang Shangzi quickly covered his mouth and interrupted the rest of his words. Feng Chou was confused: "Is there any problem?"

"Nothing... By the way, has the senior already thought of the title of the song that was played just now?" Chi Yunran blinked at Bai Xuepiao, his eyes fell on the piano, and he naturally changed the subject.

Fengchou didn't think much about it. Hearing this, he looked at Cang and found that he had no intention of speaking. He glanced at the teacup on the table and suddenly had an idea: "The shadow of a crane appears in the clouds, and the moon is waiting for the moon to rise in the pavilion. There happens to be a tea set here that fits the meaning of the word, so why not just name it after it and call it 'Crane Shadow among the Clouds'."

"The crane shadow in the clouds... This means parting the clouds and seeing the moonlight. I think the depression in Feng Shaoxia's heart has dissipated a lot just now." Cang pondered for a moment, but he agreed to the title of the song and softened his tone: " Cuishanxing should have prepared the meal by now, will Young Master Feng stay with us?"

"Can……"

Just when Fengchou was about to nod in agreement, the blue crystal in his arms suddenly let out a familiar breath. He couldn't help but sigh softly and said apologetically: "I'm afraid it won't work this time either. I have something to do. I'll come back next time." When the time comes, I will definitely make a table of delicious dishes as apology."

Hearing this, Chi Yunran couldn't help but feel a little disappointed on his face: "It seems that senior can rarely finish Tianbo Haowao's meals. I must stay next time, senior."

I don’t want to either. Who knew there would be so many things? !Feng Chou scratched the wall silently in his heart, and with a smile in his tone, he stood up and held his hands in his hands: "If I have the chance, I will definitely cook some food myself to compensate."

Cang nodded lightly and said nothing more: "On the way back, remember to be careful."

"I'll meet you. Thank you Xian Shou and all the Taoist priests for their kindness, and say goodbye." Feng Chou bowed and left in a hurry, hugging the Taoist qin on the table.

After the person left, Cang reached out to pick up the brewed tea on the table. Just as he was about to put it to his lips, he suddenly heard a crisp sound and the tea cup in his hand suddenly broke into two halves, and all the warm tea spilled on his hand. superior.

"Xian Shou, are you okay?"

Bai Xuepiao and the others were startled by the sudden shattering of the tea cup. Cang stared at the hand where the tea was spilled. It was obviously tea at the right temperature, but it had a burning feeling. Her eyes opened slightly. The blood-stained white clothes flashed past my eyes, and I couldn't help but be shocked: Could it be...

"Chi Yunran." Cang picked up the fragments, found a place to put them, wiped the tea off his hands, and said in a calm tone: "In addition to paying attention to your own safety during this birth, you also need to pay attention to Young Master Feng's safety. Condition."

"Yes, Xiantou."

After receiving the answer, Cang took a new tea cup and poured it down again. The slightly bitter tea went into her throat, and she felt a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Chi Yunran was a little puzzled, but when he thought of the teacup that suddenly shattered just now and combined with the words in Cang's mouth, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

Feng Chou bids farewell to seniors, I am afraid that something bad is about to happen...

[Ding~Cang’s favorability has increased, Cuishanxing’s favorability has increased, players please continue to work hard~]
The cold reminder sounded, and Fengchou, who was on his way in a hurry, ignored him. He was used to his increasing favor from time to time, and had no idea what happened after he left.

(End of this chapter)