Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"But I can teach you something else, piano art, do you want to learn?"

"miss you!"

"Then I will teach you."

The little girl has her first piano in her life, and I heard from Brother Liang that the long piano is very valuable, so I don't know how much it cost her to keep it safe.

In the days to come, Brother Liang didn't hear that he took her to travel around the world anymore, and found a mountain forest to live in.

The little girl worked hard to play the piano notation, and strived to be able to play beautiful music one day.

Until one day, Liang Shurong suddenly approached her and said to her, "I'll take you to an inn in a nearby city to stay for a few days."

"What about you, Brother Liang?"

"I have some things that I can't take with you."

Yan Shuxian felt nothing, so she nodded and agreed, but before leaving, Liang Shurong gave her a book and only told her it was a music score.

And this time, they never met again.

On that day, the flute sounded loudly on Luoxi Mountain, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.

The little girl returned to Luoxi Mountain with the piano on her back.

The road was full of corpses, the hut under the valley was already in dilapidated condition, and Liang Shurong was nowhere to be seen.

This time, the little girl was unusually calm.

She opened the book that Liang Shurong gave her before he left. The book did record this piece of music, but the content behind it was an extremely advanced martial art.

On the first page of the martial arts, there is a line of big characters written - those who have achieved great success in this martial arts have all seven emotions cut off.

She also gradually understood why the young master always laughed for no reason and was sad for no reason, but she was afraid that he would feel better when he lost it in the future.

"You must not be dead, right? You will come to see me, right?" The little girl's eyes were rosy, but she held back her tears.

After going through so much life and death parting, the little girl was almost numb.

The little girl pinched the corner of the book, the son who took her in during the storm must be a good man.

The young master has never been a master of rivers and lakes, but just an idler who likes to watch the mountains and rivers, she thinks it should be so.

Since then, the little girl has traveled all over the road back then with the Changqin on her back.

Everywhere she went, she would play the score in the book, stop playing every half, and wait for the person who could pick up the second half.

This is a very clichéd story, but the little girl back then can no longer be called a little girl now, and Liang Shurong is no longer that Mr. Pianpian.

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Liang Shurong looked at the slim woman in front of him, a little dazed, and took a long time to react.

Yan Shuxian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "You, how are you doing these years?"

She looked at Liang Shurong, who was thin and full of white hair, and felt a pain in her heart. Why did Brother Liang look like this back then.

"I went to a place full of flowers." Speaking of this, Liang Shurong paused, and continued: "That is a beautiful place."

Yan Shuxian was a little relieved, at least she knew that Liang Shurong hadn't had a hard time in the past ten years.

"What about you girl?"

"I'm not a girl anymore."

"Too……"

The two of them in Diaolan Xiaoge were silent for a long time.

Yan Shuxian looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar 'son', recalling those carefree days back then.

Great rivers are beautiful, and so are mountains and rivers.

Liang Shurong clenched the jade flute in his hand, he turned his head to look at Yan Shuxian, and speaking of it, there were still some things he couldn't let go of in his life, and this girl was the only one.

"I came this time just to say goodbye to you." Liang Shurong said.

Yan Shuxian was stunned for a long time when she heard this, then sighed, and said, "I thought Big Brother Liang would be like that again."

"It's different this time." Liang Shurong paused, and said with some difficulty: "I, I don't have much time...I won't live long."

Yan Shuxian was silent, she knew the meaning of Liang Shurong's words very well.

Although she was not from the world, she learned about what happened on Luoxi Mountain from other people.

Inducing the power of heaven and earth like a body, the former Mr. Pian Pian has become full of white hair. The white hair is not an illusion, he really won't live long.

"Girl..." Liang Shurong sighed, "Are you blaming me?"

Yan Shuxian shook her head, and said: "Shu Xian has watched life and death parting, thinking about it, and doesn't know who to blame."

Liang Shurong smiled, seeing that the little girl who followed him back then was so strong now that he had nothing to worry about.

He was supposed to be a person with no worries, but in the end he left some thoughts because of the little girl he was.

But he never regretted it, he had lived enough in this life.

"Master Liang." Yan Shuxian called softly.

Liang Shurong was stunned, he looked at Yan Shuxian, not knowing how to answer her call.

"Shu Xian traveled to many places with the young master back then, and after the young master left, Shu Xian went there again, and Shu Xian played all the parts that should be played by me on the score, but the second half of the music is missing. "

"Young Master, would you like to play this song with Shu Xian?"

Yan Shuxian forced a smile on her face, saying that she was used to seeing life and death parting, but in the end, her heart was still piercing, maybe she was going to disappoint the young master, Shu Xian was never as strong as the young master thought.

Liang Shurong was silent for a long time, seeing that Yan Shuxian was already sitting in front of the Changqin.

The long piano is still the one that Liang Shurong gave her back then.

"it is good."

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"Zheng..."

Outside the building, it was raining heavily and the wind was howling, but in the small pavilion with carved rails in Yuqiong Building, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the melodious sound of the flute poured into the rainy night.

"Ugh..."

This song is called "Floating Light Mountains and Rivers", played by qin and flute.

Fu Guang was the little girl who cried all night in the snowy night, called Yan Shuxian.

And that Shanhe was the son-in-law who loved all over the country back then, called Liang Shurong.

Chapter 67: The master of this technique, the seven emotions will be cut off

Liang Shurong held the jade flute in his hand.

He stared at the gradually waning drizzle outside the window, and recalled the previous scenes.

As long as he can remember, the disciples of Yuxiao Palace chose the Dharma Gate, and he was the last one to choose. Liang Shurong didn't know what the exercise book in front of him was, but he just heard from the teacher that it was called "Seven Emotions and Music Art", and no one knew it at all. The skill that I am willing to ask for.

The instructor told him that it was a useless exercise, and it was useless after practicing it. Liang Shurong was a little confused holding the exercise.

Useless exercises?But...he had no choice.

Those people looked at him with no pity in their eyes, he went back to the residence alone and opened the "Seven Emotions Music Art".

——The master of this technique will cut off the seven emotions.

He recognized the word, but just glanced at it, thinking it didn't matter.

After practicing according to that book, he is still alone for ten years.

No one asked him if he was doing well, and everyone in the teaching ground seemed to dislike him, thinking that he was dumb and couldn't speak.

Liang Shurong didn't care, he was used to it.

In ten years, he has been practicing flute since he was seven or eight years old, and he has only reached a small level of success in that technique.

That night, he practiced flute art in the valley of the back mountain, and promoted the technique.

When all the beasts in the mountains bowed their knees and prostrated themselves before him, he was stunned, and only then did he understand what kind of thing this unwanted cultivation technique was.

Why is there no one practicing such a kung fu? Even the instructor will remind them that it is a useless kung fu.

Since the completion of the Yuxiao Palace, there have been countless exercises, but no one has ever practiced this book of seven emotions music, even Xiaocheng could not achieve it.

People who have practiced the music of the seven emotions have learned nothing, and feel that the big characters written on the front page are probably bluffing, so they throw it away. The palace master has also read this exercise, and thinks it is a mess, so he Throw it away.

And this exercise finally fell into the hands of Liang Shurong.

He was thinking about why he was able to achieve a small success in Taoism, while others could not even reach the basic level. Perhaps this is also a human reason.

The words 'the master of this technique, the renunciation of the seven emotions' is not the consequence of this technique at all, but the premise of practicing this technique.

It just so happened that Liang Shurong had no friends since childhood, and he didn't know what kind of feelings he had. All of this seemed to be a mistake.

If it is not like him, maybe it is really impossible to practice this skill.

After a small success in the exercise, Liang Shurong gradually understood the consequences of this exercise. The more he practiced, the less his emotional fluctuations became, and his whole person became icy.

Liang Shurong suddenly became a little scared. He remembered that when he chose this exercise, he thought that he could learn it as soon as possible and leave this place to see the prosperity of the world.

When he was promoted as a prisoner by everyone, he did not object, he thought, maybe this is his only chance.

Liang Shurong was still reluctant to part with those emotions and desires.

He has not yet seen the prosperity outside, and there are still many long-cherished wishes in his heart that have not been fulfilled, and he has not done anything yet.

Although he is the most ruthless, he still has affection in his heart, and because of this, he cannot practice that technique to great success.

On a snowy night, when he saw the crying girl, he suddenly remembered his former self.

The uncontrollable emotions were making trouble again, Liang Shurong couldn't suppress it, so he had to follow his will and take in the girl.

In the battle on Luoxi Mountain, he failed to become a person who severed his emotions in the end.

The only way to traverse mountains and rivers is to take those mountains, rivers, rivers and rivers, the power of heaven and earth, and fight to the death.

The moment Liang Shurong collapsed from exhaustion, he suddenly understood how difficult it is to make decisions based on emotions.

I also understand why the "Seven Emotions and Music Technique" is a book of exercises that no one wants.

Liang Shurong closed his eyes, and the jade flute in his hand trembled slightly.

He didn't regret the choice he had made. He didn't regret the moment when everyone pushed Xing Zi's acquiescence to the Seven Emotions Music Technique, leading the world.

A person who decides to give up Qiqing has nothing to regret.

It rained for more than an hour, and finally stopped.

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Zhang Ming closed the door of the tavern. By coincidence, the rain stopped just as the door was about to close.

Holding an oil lamp, Zhang Ming groped his way up the stairs to the second floor.

Seeing the light, Xiao Qi got out of the quilt, still a little afraid of the thunder before.

Zhang Ming put the oil lamp aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and picked Xiaoqi up.

"Meow..." Xiaoqi put her head in Zhang Ming's arms.

Zhang Ming froze for a moment, he found that Xiao Qi was trembling all over in his arms, he had never seen Xiao Qi so frightened before.

Zhang Ming looked down at Xiao Qi in his arms. He didn't know what this little guy had experienced together. It must have been a nightmare.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the rain has stopped, and there will be no thunder." Zhang Ming stroked Xiao Qi to calm his emotions.

Feeling the warmth in Zhang Ming's arms, Xiao Qi curled up in Zhang Ming's arms, feeling at ease for a while.

Slowly, Xiao Qi's body stopped shaking, curled up in Zhang Ming's arms, and snored.

Zhang Ming felt relieved, blew out the oil lamp, and lay back on the bed with Xiaoqi in his arms, covering him with a blanket.