Magical Comic Travel

"Leave it to me, why?" Mu Hantian asked.

"Because he has heard your music before, when he passed by Feixue Pavilion, he heard your music, and he recognized you." Jing Ke said.

Mu Hantian looked at the piano score in his hand, feeling a little sentimental.Although he has never met Kuang Xiu, but this Kuang Xiu, who has never met before, only listened to him once, and even regarded him as a bosom friend. The sheet music to myself.

Jing Ke saw Mu Hantian staring at the music score sadly, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it down, said: "A man was born in this world, to have a friend like Kuang Xiu, it's not in vain."

"Friend? Kuang Xiu and I have never met before." Mu Hantian murmured.

A scholar dies for a confidant, and a woman looks for a pleasing one; a daughter is easy to get, but a bosom friend is hard to find.

From ancient times to the present, it seems that everyone is looking for a bosom friend in the world of mortals.Who can really find a bosom friend?Who can really resonate with themselves?In everyone's life, it is impossible to be consistent in words and deeds. Even if you are yourself, you can't fully understand your own psychology, so how dare you expect others to understand yourself.

Bosom friends look at the end of the world, so far away that it is even difficult to drink a river, but just the right tacit understanding flows silently at the moment of missing each other.Time and space are just a transparent membrane to bosom friends, how can it stop the connection.

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Kuang Xiu, this bosom friend whom he has never met, Mu Hantian must go see him for the last time.Not for anything else, just for the word bosom friend.

After drinking alone for a while, Mu Hantian called out, "Dude."

Soon, the man trotted over and said respectfully, "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"Do you have ink and writing cloth here?" Mu Hantian asked.

"Yes, there is, it's just the writing cloth..." the guy hesitated to speak.

"How about the writing cloth?" Mu Hantian looked at the guy and asked.

"It's just that the writing cloth is more precious...".the guy explained.

"I bought it, you go get it." Mu Hantian said lightly.

"Okay, wait a moment, sir." After saying that, the guy backed away.

Mu Hantian looked in the direction of Concubine Yan's Xuege, his face was full of sadness, and he murmured: "Xue'er, it looks like I can't go back to see you. I have to do this."

In the attic to the east of Feixue Pavilion.

A silver-haired woman sat in front of the bronze mirror, combed her silver hair, and murmured: "It's been more than three months, that idiot should be back soon."

Soon, the guy came over with a few things and respectfully said: "Guest officer, what you want."

"Well, I'm sorry." Mu Hantian said lightly.Immediately took the inkstone, pen and a piece of white silk, and placed them on the table.

"Master, do you want me to grind ink for you?" Yulei asked.

"Some things only become meaningful if you do them yourself." Mu Hantian shook his head and smiled.

Mu Hantian poured some wine on the inkstone and began to grind ink.

"Master, are you going to write a letter to Miss Xue Nu?" Na Yuyou asked.

Mu Hantian said: "Yes!"

As he said that, Mu Hantian stopped studying ink, and began to meditate while writing.

After half a cup of tea, Mu Hantian began to write:

"Sher

Fireflies fly, kites chase, where is the end of the world?The sea dances, the moon sings, but I hope we will never forget each other.Recalling Qingsi, laughing at the world of mortals, a century-old dream will eventually wake up.There are many meanings in the gaze, but I hope to look at each other for a thousand years.

The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.Dance music in front of the screen, and lovesickness in the evening.The bright moon is invited outside the window, who knows each other?I can't bear the gift from Ying, and I still have a good time for sleeping and dreaming.

Missing is a boat that travels through time and space, never stops, as if heaven and earth are far away, centuries away.Miss you, at this moment.

Missing is like fine wine, bitter and sweet, I dare not miss you, I am afraid I will miss you: I dare not say I miss you, I am afraid I will miss you even more.Actually, I really really miss you.

Draw a small boat, let it carry my longing heart, row to you in the distance, send my gentle kiss, untie the worries between your brows, and drive away the worries in your heart.

I miss you, my lovesickness is like the ivy entwined on the evergreen tree, flying and growing in the spring rain, and you are the evergreen tree in my heart.

I miss you every night I miss you; I miss you every moment of joy; I look forward to every moment I miss you; I love you every second of breathing.

The lingering lights remind me of thousands of thoughts.The vast night "light" ignites my desire to see through.Wipe the frost on the temples.Shake your sleeves and feel sad.I say peace to you.The most important thing is that I really miss you.

I was already approaching the country of Yan, but something happened on the way that made me have to do it.No danger, don't worry about me.If you have any difficulties, just talk to Yulei and Yuyou first, and they will help you.

I'll be back as soon as possible, as long as you take care of yourself, everything will be fine.

Miss you, God. "

Mu Hantian put down the pen and checked it carefully again. After finding that there was no problem, Mu Hantian drew a small boat on the lower left side of the cloth.

After a while, Mu Hantian saw that the handwriting was dry, so he folded the cloth and put it into a colorful kit.

After finishing everything, Mu Hantian said: "Yuelei, Yuyou, you take Honglian to Feixue Pavilion. Give it to Xueer, and then you stay with Honglian in Feixue Pavilion. I'm going to Qin Kingdom one trip."

"But Master, are you alright?" Yulei asked worriedly.

"No problem, isn't there still Brother Jing Ke here? Don't worry, remember, you must give it to Xue'er." Mu Hantian said.

"Understood, master." Yulei nodded.He Yuyou took Honglian and left.

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Mu Hantian looked at the backs of the three girls going away, and murmured: "Xue'er, I hope you don't blame me."

"Hey! Xiaotian, since you have made your decision, let's go!" Jing Ke said.