The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Even after all that time, his face still lingers in my mind.

Love is true, hate is also true.

"I'm not Zhang Mingwu. I'm just a thought born out of his obsession. It's just...a piano." Facing the huge resentment that could tear him apart, the spirit of Guqin didn't flinch or fear, just Said softly: "Zhang Mingwu didn't abandon you back then."

"At that time, foreigners invaded China. He has seen and heard all the way, and he knows that he can't protect you when he picks up a pen. He can't see you when he puts down his pen."

"He resolutely decided to pick up the pen and fight for you, for thousands of you. He sent you many letters from home, but in those days, home letters were not so easy to get. Woolen cloth..."

"And when his body could no longer fight against foreigners, he returned to his hometown, to the streets of Surabaya, and to the front of Qingyue Tower. He wants to tell you what he has done these years, and for whom And to fight, throw your head and shed your blood."

"Even if you come back here and there is no shadow of you, he is still willing to wait. This is his sad place, and he chose to face it."

At this time, the spirit of the Guqin waved his arms, and a series of pictures appeared.

In the picture, there is a crippled scholar. He was blown off with one hand and his face. He survived and became an ugly, crippled person. The word Weisheng.

People here no longer recognize Zhang Mingwu, who was a romantic scholar in those days. They only know that there is a crippled man here.

He can no longer play his beloved guqin, but he still keeps it with him.

Because seeing Qin is like seeing her.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, Zhang Mingwu never left the streets of Surabaya, waiting in front of Qingyue Tower.

"I know that you are dead, Ming Wu is sorry for you, and I wish to be here for the rest of my life."

"If there is an afterlife..."

Zhang Mingwu stayed here until he got old and withered.

When he was about to be unable to walk, he buried the piano and the photos in the locust tree...

I hope this guqin can watch over here for him, the romantic Qingyue Tower, and the number one oiran beauty.

He is dead, but his qin is still waiting for him, waiting.

Seeing this, Liu Menglin burst into tears, she no longer had the look of resentment and evil spirit just now, but only realized after knowing everything, suddenly looking back, that person was in a dimly lit place.

It's a pity that because he didn't want to touch the sad place, even if he turned into a resentful ghost and poured out resentment, he didn't return to this sad place.

If she returned to this sad place even once in these years, she would not only be able to see him, but also see Qin who had been waiting for him.

So far, I have hated it for a hundred years.

Chapter 90 seal you 500 years

Red makeup wedding dress, white silk clothes.

Red embroidered shoes, black soft long hair, and that small oval face is beautiful and moving.

The beautiful oiran, the owner of the soft voice, is so beautiful.

It turned out that this ghost was so beautiful, Ling Xuzi stared blankly at this pretty little face, and swore that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

After dispelling the knot in her heart, all her hostility has been eliminated.

It's just the soul of an ordinary girl who has experienced wind and frost here.

At this time, Li Wei was still smiling like a spring breeze, and everything around him was like a spring day: "Girl, can you solve the knot?"

"The heart knot has been resolved, thank you Daoist for your kindness, Menglin will never forget it."

Liu Menglin wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, bowed deeply, and saluted Li Wei.

Facing the fierce ghost who had calmed down his hostility, Li Wei sighed.

"If you could come back and watch it once in these years, you wouldn't end up with such a regret."

Liu Menglin was noncommittal, but when something happened, it happened, and the past cannot be changed.

"Dare to ask, can I...listen to one more piece? "Feng Qiu Huang" he played back then."

"allow."

With a wave of Li Wei's Taoist robe, the guqin appeared in it, and the strings of ink were connected to the guqin.

Guqin has a spirit, but the player was obsessed with it back then. The young man sat down cross-legged and stroked the qin lightly.

The song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" was played by Zhang Mingwu for Liu Menglin back then.

Liu Menglin sang a cappella on the sidelines.

"When you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget it. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy."

"The phoenix is ​​soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. The helpless beauty is not on the east wall."

"Substitute the piano for the words, and write a heartfelt chat. The words are worthy, and we will join hands."

"When will I see Xu Xi, and comfort my hesitation. Not being with Fei Xi will make me fall into a rim."

Guqin, Gunu.

Singing, opera.

The last wish of the ghost from ancient times is to reunite with the scholar playing the piano again.

It's back to the time when Qingyue Tower was so beautiful.

Scholars are romantic and oirans are clustered.

.....

Ling Xuzi looked at the beautiful ghost in front of him, and his mood was also complicated.

The formation of Li Gui is not easy. Only when there is grievance and resentment in life can Li Gui be born. It can be said that they are also poor people-of course, it is only in life.

However, at this time, the spring breeze smile on the face of this Taoist master who could bring spring to the room just by standing there disappeared.

With the disappearance of the smile, there is also the feeling of spring that fills the room.

It was replaced by a chill, which was different from the chill brought by the ghost just now.

The ghost's chill pierces the bones, penetrates the bone marrow, and tears the heart and lungs, but the chill brought by the master of this sect is like the freezing cold of winter.

But only ruthless.

"Do you have any regrets?"

At the end of the song Feng Qiuhuang, Liu Menglin raised her head, she was so pitiful and pitiful.

But Taoist's eyes are indifferent and condescending.

Sensing Li Wei's killing intent, Liu Menglin said, "Because the little girl disturbed Shangxian Qingmeng?"

"No."

For Li Wei, Liu Menglin was first of all a poor person. She had suffered a lot during her lifetime that she should not have endured.

The times and the people around her gave her malice and regret.

But at the same time, she is also hateful.

It is also true that people are murdered.

Although Ma Li is a frivolous person, she is not guilty of death, not to mention the fetus in her womb, Liu Menglin turned it into her own resentment.

Liu Menglin didn't say much, but gathered the last yin energy.

It's a pity that the grudge has already happened, and now that I understand it, the resentment has dissipated.

But whether it's a human or a ghost.

All want to live.

Even if you know, this is a mortal mayfly, and then shake the big tree.

But at this time, Gu Qin came out and said.

"Shangxian... I am willing to exchange my life for hers..."

Liu Menglin was a little surprised. Looking at the side, it was exactly the same Guqin phantom as that of Zhang Mingwu back then: "You..."

At this time, the guqin creature said helplessly.

"Shangxian, you are right. Although I am not Zhang Mingwu, I have inherited his obsession and his love and hatred."

"Even if I know that this love and hate is not mine, it's still hard to contain... This is Liu Menglin's feelings for Zhang Mingwu, right? It's also Zhang Mingwu's feelings for Liu Menglin."

Li Wei kept silent and did not answer Qin Ling.

Qin Ling turned around and looked at Liu Menglin.

In a trance, Liu Menglin seemed to see the past, and the real Zhang Mingwu was standing in front of her.

Back then, he was also so gentle, tolerant, and loving.Give everything for her.

"Mingwu..." She subconsciously called out Zhang Mingwu's name.

At this moment, Qin Ling's figure began to dissipate.

He really wanted to exchange his life for Liu Menglin's.

"Ming Wu! Ming Wu!...Don't go, don't go!"

Liu Menglin wanted to catch Qin Ling's figure, but the transparent figure was slowly disappearing and disintegrating.

The lover will disappear in front of him again.

"I am not Mingwu."

The figure of Qin Ling who was about to disappear said that sentence: "I am just his Qin."

In the end, the figure of Guqin floated between the heaven and the earth like scattered ink, but this elf born out of obsession disappeared into the sky and the earth.

"His consciousness dissipated actively."

Li Wei looked at the place where Qin Ling disappeared, and said slowly: "He is not 'Zhang Mingwu', but he must live as 'Zhang Mingwu', and wait, as a life born, he was endowed with a meaning that does not belong to him since birth .”

Even if there is no life-for-life thing, Guqin's consciousness will actively choose to disappear.

For an obsession, the life and meaning given to him by others have been completed.

Now that the meaning has been completed, what is the necessity and significance for him to continue to exist...

He is life, yet incomplete.

At this time, Li Wei looked at the sobbing Liu Menglin and said.

"The poor way will keep you in the zither for 500 years to wash away your sins and anger, and then you will be reincarnated with a clean body. You will not take a piece with you, and you will not take a piece with you."

"Debts must be repaid after all."

"Little girl, obey the decree of the law."

Li Wei waved his hand, summoned Bai Ling, and wrapped around Guqin.

In the guqin right now, there is no Zhang Mingwu, nor the spirit of the qin, there is only emptiness.

500 years of claustrophobia await her.

Li Wei said lightly.

"After 500 years, Pindao will let you out."

Inch by inch, the white silk wraps around the guqin.

The silk she cut by herself, his favorite piano.

Looking at the guqin, it seems that you can see that the oiran was a romantic talent.

Chapter 91 Piano Calligraphy and Painting

At this time, Li Wei nodded slightly to Ling Xuzi who was still awake, and then took the guqin wrapped around Bai Ling and left.

In Ling Xuzi's eyes, the figure of this Taoist was gradually shrouded in mist, became blurred, and finally disappeared.

An expert comes without a shadow and goes without a trace.

On the other side, like Ling Kongzi and Officer Ma, they only woke up at this time.