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It was already noon when Li Mu returned to Hengyang City.

At this time, more than half a month had passed since Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in the golden basin. The Liu family gradually emerged from the shadows. Although it was miserable, it finally avoided the disaster of annihilation.

These days, Xiaoxiao did have some plans to attack the Liu family, and Li Mu took care of them without Li Mu taking action.

After all, this is the foot of Hengshan Mountain, the territory of the Hengshan Sect. Although Liu Zhengfeng is not close to Mo Da, he is not at odds with him as rumored by the outside world. Moreover, he is a fellow disciple of the same sect.

These disciples of Liu Zhengfeng are naturally disciples of the Hengshan Sect, and he will not change this even after his death.

When the Jianghu people gradually dispersed, the remaining orphans and widows in the Liu family, unless the Songshan sect insisted on eradicating the roots, would not be afraid of being bullied in the territory of the Hengshan sect.

Li Mu planned to stay for another month and leave after Hengyang City was completely stabilized.

Returning to the Liu Mansion, he had lunch and took a short rest. Looking at Qu Feiyan, who was gradually coming out and playing with Liu Qing, Li Mu smiled faintly, took the music score of Swordsman, and went to the lake in search of the sound of the piano. Heart island.

When they met again, Ren Yingying's face lost some of the coldness, and she took the score from Li Mu: "Is this Swordsman?"

Li Mu nodded slightly and said: "Exactly!"

Time passed very quickly, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye. Hengyang City completely calmed down, and it was time to leave.

He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Yingying, Feiyan, please take care of me these days."

Ren Yingying seemed to notice it, and her heart trembled: "Mr. Lin, are you leaving today?"

"Sir, do you think Yingying is not a good teacher?"

I opened an upper room, and when I came downstairs, I asked the waiter to prepare a few side dishes and a jug of wine to send upstairs. Then I saw Mr. Mo Da walking out of the room with Hu Qin on his back.

Ren Yingying smiled slyly: "Young master has such a rare music score. It would be a shame if he doesn't understand the music."

Ren Yingying rolled her eyes at him, and Li Mu's heart skipped a beat when she saw that moment of amorous feelings.

Li Mu smiled: "It doesn't matter, as long as the girl likes it."

Qu Feiyan has been living in the Liu Mansion during this period, which is fine for a short period of time, but not suitable for a long period of time. Many people know that she is Qu Yang's granddaughter, and someone will inevitably jump out to cause trouble in the name of slaying demons.

The sound of the piano is peaceful and upright, mixed with the soft flute, which is even more moving. Then, the sound of the piano and flute seemed to be asking and answering questions. The sound of the piano gradually became louder, and the sound of the flute gradually became lower. However, the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer floating in the wind, but it was continuous.

After a while, he seemed to think of Li Mu.

We traveled all night and stayed at dawn, but in only seven or eight days we arrived near Mount Huashan.

It's like a strange peak. The sound of the piano rotates back and forth, rising layer by layer, and the sound of Qingyu becomes higher and higher, like a solitary peak reaching into the sky, soaring upward, and the crane dances for nine days. The waves are coming from all directions, pervasive, the mountain rain is about to come, the wind is filling the building, the sound of the piano is getting lower and lower, and gradually becomes inaudible.

At the end of the song, Li Mu and Ren Yingying looked at each other and smiled, knowing that it was time to part ways.

……

Just like a flute player approaching slowly while playing the flute, the sound of the flute is clear and beautiful, high and low, soft and loud. When it reaches the extreme low, after a few circles, it becomes low again. Although it is very low and very thin, every time The syllables are still clearly audible.

It happened that Ren Yingying liked Qu Feiyan very much, and Qu Feiyan also liked to stay with Ren Yingying, so he asked Ren Yingying to take care of her temporarily, so Li Mu felt relieved.

Li Mu sighed softly and walked out of the bamboo building to the sound of the piano. He walked out of the island in the middle of the lake and rode on the horse that had been prepared. He looked back again. Ren Yingying also looked over at this time, and the two looked at each other. , Li Mu crossed his fists and flew away.

Li Mu laughed: "Thank you Yingying for the compliment. It seems to be true."

"Young master, you are neglecting me."

After a long time, the melody of the piano gradually slowed down, but one or two extremely low and thin flute sounds sounded next to the sound of the piano.

Li Mu laughed and suddenly felt that Ren Yingying was quite interesting. No matter what her purpose was, she was idle after practicing martial arts. It was good to learn music to pass the time, not to mention that Ren Yingying's musical attainments were indeed extremely high.

Li Mu didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, so he said calmly: "I can't say that I understand it, but I can appreciate it a little bit."

"Thank you, Miss Yingying, for your guidance, which allowed me, a person who is not familiar with music, to play the song "Swordsman", but I ruined this song."

Gradually, there are occasional pearls jumping in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, and the complex sounds gradually increase. First it's like splashing in a spring, and then it's like a group of flowers vying for beauty. But I heard the sound of rain, the drizzle, if it was there or not, and finally everything was silent.

Li Mu said: "Then I will give this music score to the girl, so that the pearl will not be covered with dust."

"It doesn't have to be like this. I heard that the young master will stay in Hengyang for a while, and I just happen to have a rest here. How about I teach the young master!"

On this day, a piano sound suddenly sounded from the island in the middle of the lake. It was very elegant. After a while, there were a few soft flute sounds mixed in with the music.

With that said, he walked back to the desk and sat down.

I didn't care about Li Mu at the moment, and tried to play while reading the score.

Ren Yingying smiled softly, as if flowers were blooming.

Seeing some hesitation on Li Mu's face, Ren Yingying's eyes widened and she looked over with a pair of bright eyes.

At this time, a sad and melodious piano sound came, like a phoenix singing and a crane chirping, and even the heart seemed to tremble with the vibration of the strings. Gradually, the sound of the piano turns from passionate to sad, with Gong string and Shang string playing at the same time. Two similar but completely different notes are circling and intertwined with each other, one high, one high, one low, one deep.

Ren Yingying rolled her eyes and suddenly said: "Mr. Lin, do you understand music?"

Ren Yingying opened it gently, and after reading a few pages, her eyes immediately lit up. She flipped through it roughly, and a beautiful face was filled with brilliance.

Although he said this, there was a bit of reluctance in his tone, but he couldn't say anything to save him. After a while, his voice said faintly: "I made a new song the day before yesterday to see the young master off."

……

Ren Yingying's beautiful eyes were smiling: "What's the waste? Aren't the songs played by people? I think the young master's musical talent is extremely high. After only a few months of hard work, his attainments are comparable to those of a master of this art."

Seeing the sun setting its afterglow, there happened to be a large inn on the roadside. He couldn't go back to Huashan today, so Li Mu dismounted and walked in.

"You're welcome, sir. Feiyan will stay with me. Don't worry."

Li Mu nodded and said, "I've been here for a long time. It's time to return to the mountain and resume my life."

Li Mu cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Mo, why are you here?"

Mr. Mo Da chuckled: "I just came down from Huashan. I heard that my nephew has been staying in Hengyang to protect Junior Brother Liu and his family. Thank you very much, Mo Da."

Li Mu said: "Uncle Mo, you are so polite. This time you come to Huashan, you will get what you want."

Thinking about the Hengshan Five Divine Swords that had been rubbed, Mo Da felt a little excited.

Suddenly, he bowed and said: "I would also like to thank my nephew for making it possible!"

Li Mu hurriedly said: "Uncle, there is no need to be like this. It is the right thing for the Five Mountains Sword Sect to be united." After saying that, Li Mu said politely: "I have asked the waiter to prepare wine and food. Would you like to go upstairs for a drink, uncle?" One cup.”

Mo Da was probably in a very happy mood and showed a rare boldness: "Okay, Mo Da, I will have a few drinks with my nephew."

……

After the food and wine were served, and after a few glasses of wine, Mo Da began to talk a lot.

"Master Nephew, do you know that Junior Brother Liu washed his hands in a golden basin? Why don't we Hengshan send someone there?"

Without waiting for Li Mu's answer, he continued: "Actually, before Junior Brother Liu washed his hands, he discussed it with me and other senior brothers. When I heard him talk about washing his hands, I felt very unhappy."

"Junior Brother Liu repeatedly insisted on washing his hands in the golden basin. All the brothers came to me to express their objections. One junior brother even vaguely revealed that he had met Qu Yang, the elder of the demon sect. I was worried at that time."

"I'm worried that Junior Brother Liu will be careless in making friends, and I'm also worried that Xiao Qiang will be the cause of trouble between the junior brothers."

Mo Da sighed and drank the wine in the glass: "Seeing that Junior Brother Liu was so determined to wash his hands, I couldn't persuade him at all. The cracks between the brothers are getting bigger and bigger. After knowing that Junior Brother Liu was determined to wash his hands in a golden basin, I We have to strictly order everyone in the sect not to participate in the meeting."

"I just hope that the hand-washing meeting will be safe on the day. To avoid the farce of fellow disciples criticizing each other and making people laugh. I didn't expect... I didn't expect... the leader of the Left Alliance would..."

"Hey!"

Having said this, Mo Dalian sighed a few times and was waiting to say more.

The waiter's high-pitched voice came from downstairs: "Five guests, please come in."

A loud voice rang out: "Waiter, five rooms in the room, make some special dishes and send them to our room."

Li Mu suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar. Mr. Mo Da probably felt the same and looked over.

He pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that he is Junior Brother Ding of the Songshan Sect."

Li Mu recalled Ding Mian's voice, and it was true.

"Why is he everywhere? I wonder what you want to do in Huashan?"

Mo Da shook his head: "I don't know, but it's probably not a good thing."

Li Mu guessed that he should have brought the Sword Sect and his gang to Huashan to cause trouble. He wasn't worried at all. Yue Buqun and his wife were here, and Linghu Chong was there, so he could kill someone if he went up there.

Just as he was talking, several people followed the waiter to the second floor, whispering something as they walked. With the skills of Mr. Li Mu and Mr. Mo Da, they could faintly distinguish the voices of these people even in the noisy inn.

There were five voices in total, three of them were very unfamiliar and I couldn’t tell who they were. There were two left, one belonged to Ding Mian, and the other made Mr. Mo Da's face gradually change color. He was very familiar with this voice.

He couldn't help but sigh: "I'm ashamed, one of them is my Junior Brother Lu."

Li Mu suddenly realized that the voice was vaguely familiar to him, and then he remembered that it was Lu Lianrong, who had been repaired by him a few years ago. He was nicknamed the Golden-Eyed Crow in the world. He was talkative and hated everyone.

"No wonder he looks familiar. It turns out to be Uncle Lu."

Mr. Mo Da suddenly became unable to sit still.

"People from our Hengshan sect are actually here. What is going on? Junior Brother Lu is actually involved in it."

He glanced at Li Mu and said, "Master Nephew, why don't we also follow the example of the gentleman on Liang Shang and go to the roof to listen to what they say?"

Li Mu put down his wine glass: "That's exactly what I meant!"

The two of them were top-notch masters in both internal strength and light skills. After waiting for a while, the sky outside completely darkened, and there was the sound of drinking and punching downstairs. The two of them walked lightly to the roof and found the room where several people were drinking. , sit down on the edge.

As his internal energy began to flow, a faint sound of voices entered his ears.

Only one person said: "Brother Ding, don't worry, our friends from the Taishan Sect have arrived, and we will go to Huashan together."

Ding Mian warned: "Everyone, please remember that we went up the mountain to reason, to make decisions for Jianzong, not to fight. It is really shameful for Huashan Qizong to push Jianzong to such an extent. Our Five Mountains Swordsman Sect. Even if he is a tyrant and a judge for the Sword Sect, he can't say anything."

Apparently, on the day Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in the golden basin, he was restrained by Li Mu, which made Ding Mian frightened and gave up the idea of ​​using force. What's more, there are even more powerful Yue Buqun and his wife. He really doesn't think he can beat them with Jian Zong.

The main purpose of this trip was to cause some trouble and chaos for the Huashan Sect. He did not think that Jian Zong could take over the Huashan Sect.

The two listened for a while, and Mo Da frowned for a while, feeling surprised in his heart. He did not expect that the Huashan Sword Qi dispute that had passed for so many years would now be put on the table again by the Songshan Sect.

After a while of burning incense, there was nothing new to talk about below, and the two of them flew out of the inn.

Li Mu said: "Uncle Mo, you have to go to Huashan to spend some time there. There will be a big show next."

Mr. Mo Da smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I won't go. I will leave tonight."

Li Mu was surprised: "Tonight? So urgent."

Mr. Mo Da sighed: "It's beyond my expectation that Lu Lianrong did such a thing. I'd better take him away to avoid embarrassment."

Li Mu said: "That's fine."

……

After the banquet, Lu Lianrong lay on the bed. It was already late at night, but he was not sleepy at all. This trip to Huashan could be regarded as a turnaround for him, a turnaround that completely made him famous and established his career. There was no room for failure.

After thinking for a while, he gradually felt sleepy, and Lu Lianrong was about to close his eyes and fall asleep.

At this time, the moon emerged from the clouds, and a ray of moonlight penetrated the window and shone into the house, making the house suddenly brighter.

Lu Lianrong suddenly shuddered, and at some point, a thin figure stood beside the bed, looking at him silently.

Lu Lianrong's heart was excited, and he subconsciously touched the long sword beside him with his right hand. Suddenly, green light flashed in front of his eyes, and in an instant, more than ten acupuncture points on his body were sealed. The quilt covering it was intact, without any damage.

His eyes widened with horror on his face.

After a moment, I realized that this was the special skill of the Hengshan sect. With one sword strike, Jiuyan fell, and he saw who it was that was not the head brother.

Just when he was about to get up and speak, he remembered that his acupuncture points were blocked. He could not speak or move his limbs. He could only stare at Mr. Mo Da with some panic.

Mr. Mo Da was too lazy to look at him anymore. He snorted coldly, reached out to lift him up, and jumped out of the window. In a few steps, he had already left the inn.

In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared.

Li Mu watched Mr. Mo Da go away, not wanting to meet those people. Early the next morning, before it was dark, he got up early and rode his horse all the way to Huashan. (End of chapter)