I have loaded the simulated cultivation system

Chapter 77
As soon as Feng Rui returned to the academy, he was brought into a black armor, and as soon as he got in the car, his mobile phone was put away.

"Huaxia Gaowu Special Service, please cooperate with the work, thank you."

In the car he saw an old man with white hair.

After that is a short story about the extraordinary sequence.

"Feng He Huang Ming, it is said that on a huge sycamore tree, there was once a phoenix blood left behind. As long as you use the most emotional singing to impress and guide you, you will get a trace of the phoenix blood."

"Nowadays, the human race is in danger, and I came to you specially today, hoping that you can obtain this phoenix blood for my Huaxia."

"Of course people are selfish. I don't force you. As long as you agree to go, you can make some appropriate requests."

"Of course, in addition to your personal requirements, there are some other honors. For example, the country will give you honorary titles, medals, money, and a little bit of status."

"In addition to these, of course there is the best music knowledge. As long as it is the music knowledge material you want, I will find a way to get it for you."

"After all, without the accumulation of extremely high knowledge, no genius can reach a certain height in a short period of time."

"How about it, do you agree, or do you want to?"

The old man talked a lot about what kind of benefits Feng Rui could get.

In fact, Feng Rui really didn't think that much about money and honor.

In his perception, enough is enough.

It's just that in the end, Feng Rui's heart was still moved.

Because the old man talked about music, if he agrees, he can have the best music resources for him to use.

This is his lifelong dream.

With the blessing of these materials, I can go further on the road of music.

It can even open up a different new path on the road of music.

Thinking of this, Feng Rui's thoughts became much more certain.

It's just that he still had some doubts in his heart. He asked the old man, "Why me? There are so many good musicians in Huaxia, why is it me?"

The old man smiled slightly and explained: "Being able to ask this question shows that you, a young man, haven't lost your mind all of a sudden."

"Why you? There are several reasons."

"The first one is that you were recommended to me by your teacher, and your teacher is my good friend for many years."

"What's more, what we need is a hot fresh blood, young people who are energetic, thoughtful and talented, not those middle-aged and old people who have lost their vigor after years of polishing."

"They may indeed perform better than you in music, because their qualifications are here. After a long time, even a pig in the temple may speak Buddhist scriptures better than the young monk who just came in. good."

"Among young people, your talent and performance are considered top-notch, and your teacher has endorsed you, so you are the most suitable candidate."

"How about young man, have you thought about it?"

"By the way, during this period of music research, for the sake of confidentiality, all means of communication with the outside world are prohibited, and you can't tell your relatives and friends that you are doing this. I hope you can know and understand this. I I have to tell you in advance."

After the old man finished speaking, he just squinted his eyes and smiled. He just looked at Feng Rui like this, waiting for the young man in front of him to make his own choice.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, the young man will definitely agree.

When the thing that is attached to in the heart is right in front of you, who can resist this temptation, especially if the other party is a young man who is full of ambition.

Feng Rui didn't agree immediately, but thought for a long time in the car.

This time, I was completely isolated from the outside world.

"How long will it take?" Feng Rui asked the old man again.

"I'm not sure, it may be half a month or a few months, or it may be a year, two years or several years, it depends on you." The old man replied.

Regarding this aspect, the old man did not hide anything.

You can't force a talented researcher.

You can restrain his body and force him to do things he doesn't want to do.

But whether the final result is good or bad, or whether the result can be studied, these are unknown.

Only a free soul, who likes to delve deeply and has no sense of restraint, can have the opportunity to obtain the best research results.

So the old man told him the benefits that Feng Rui would get.

He also told Feng Rui what he would pay if he embarked on this road.

It is very likely that it is the most brilliant and precious youth in his life, the lover in his youth, the miss of his family, and the incomprehension of his friends.
After thinking for a long time, there was endless silence in the car.

Finally, Feng Rui seemed to have made up his mind, he said in a deep voice, "I am willing to go."

From this day on, a man named Feng Rui seemed to have completely disappeared in the world.

No one knows where he went.

Xiaoxi didn't know that after returning from Taohua Village, she went to other cities to start her new life. This brother named Fengrui will always remain in her memory.

As the head of Taohua Village, his father didn't know, he was staring at the phone in a daze from time to time, under the gradually sinking sunset, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Huangnu didn't know, the last thing she saw was a farewell text message, it was so hasty, she didn't even have time to say goodbye, she often stared at that text message in a daze, the last two words were like The obsession in her heart, wait for me——

Time flies so fast, fleeting.

A year has passed, and there is no news from Feng Ruimiao.

Two years later, still the same.

No one knows how many days and nights he has experienced in a hut on a barren mountain.

Countless scraps of paper were scattered all over the room.

Thick books are piled up into hills.

Various musical instruments are placed in the room, piano, violin, erhu and suona
Music discs, tape cassettes, old fashioned soundtracks.
Time slips away in the clutter of this house.

In Peach Blossom Village, Huang Nu is still waiting impatiently.

Her face turned pale and haggard at some point.

Sometimes even lie in bed and get sick.

The doctor came to see it, and after seeing it for a long time, he just said that there is nothing serious, just take a rest and take care of it.

This is her heart disease, which cannot be treated by ordinary medicine.

Sometimes the neighbors in the village can't stand it anymore, and they will also make some meat and meat dishes for Huang Nu, so that she can replenish her body.

It's just that what always lingers on Huangnu's body is still the heart disease in her heart.

Where did you go, Feng Rui? Why is there no news at all.

Do you not love me anymore.

It's okay not to love me, but you have to send me a message.

Do you know, I am very worried about you.

In this world, why are there always men and women who are tortured like us.

Countless messages fell like stones, knowing that there would be no reply, but Huang Nu couldn't help sending them out, she was always looking forward to something in her heart.

Just in case, she means just in case, in case there is a sudden reply one day
Gradually, as time went by, various rumors spread in the village.

Some people said that Feng Rui found a girl from a wealthy family outside, lived a wealthy life, and never returned to their small flower-picking village.

Some people said that Feng Rui had an accident outside and lost his life, and the body didn't know where it rotted.

Others said that Ping Fengrui committed a crime outside, was chased and killed by his enemies, and lived a life of fear and fear every day.

There are different opinions, and there are all kinds of sayings.

It's just that the village chief who is Feng Rui's father has never spoken, so everyone's gossip and rumors can only be rumors.

And the familiar story of Huang Nu and Feng Rui, a man and a woman, has long been known to everyone in the village.

Just in people's mouths.

This story has changed from a match made in heaven at the beginning to an unhappy ending.

From being in love with a concubine to staying alone in a vacant room, of course it is not such an exaggeration, but people always like to exaggerate when they gossip.

In short, this relationship has been blessed by everyone from the very beginning, but now it is not good.

People are gone, what else can be good.

A slap can't make a sound. Regarding the matter of men and women, now there is only one girl's family left. How can I say it is a good relationship.

No matter how many rumors there are outside, Huang Nu is unwilling to believe them.

She always believed that there was a man who loved her so much that something happened outside and he couldn't go home for the time being.

In any case, they all have each other in their hearts and love each other.

It's just that after a long time, it's like a heart disease planted in the heart, and it becomes a physical disease after a long time.

In fact, people in the village have said Fengrui's bad behavior many times behind their backs.

Of course, his father, the village chief, would inevitably be implicated in the end.

"It's all caused by your son, you are a good girl, she washes her face with tears every day."

"What a girl, she has become an old lady, and the other boys in the neighboring villages are afraid to come to Huangnu."

"It's said that Huang Nu lost her innocence because of your kid, who would want to marry such a girl?"

People's words are scary, even if there is nothing, it gradually becomes something in the mouth of the villagers.

As the village chief, Feng Rui's father, after a long time, he would inevitably feel guilty towards Huang Nu.

As soon as my son left, there was no news for such a long time, and there was no news from outside.

Up to now, I don't even know whether I am dead or alive.

Father was sad.

The son didn't know where he went. His heart was very bitter, just like the tea leaves that had just been picked from the mountain, bitter and not fragrant at all.

Huangnu was killed by her own son, and her reputation in the village is not very good. Regarding these, the old man actually feels guilty in his heart.

A good girl, in order to wait for her own son, has become an old girl that no one wants, and has to bear these rumors in the village.

The old man is very sad.

When he was sad, he secretly took out the white wine hidden in the drawer, and took a small sip in the dim afternoon.

Bitter, still bitter.

It turns out that this day is still bitter after all.

If you can't ask for it, if you don't love it, Feng Rui might not be able to come back.

He is the head of Taohua Village, and the father of a lost son, who often stares into the distance in a daze.

Migratory birds fly across the sky.

Did not bring a letter.

I waited bitterly in a small distant village.

Can't wait for your reply.

The peach blossoms in the peach forest bloom and wither.

But never a good fruit
(End of this chapter)