The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

He was awakened by the humming Luqiqin in the room.

The famous piano with a history of hundreds of years was quietly placed there. There was no one in front of it, but the strings were still resounding.

Zhou Yu got up and walked over, tentatively touching the strings, but just as her white fingertips were about to touch, the sound of the piano stopped.

Suddenly there were a few small sounds outside the window. He looked up, and as expected, he saw the righteous brother of the Sun family who was perseveringly climbing to the top of the wall of his house.

The young man was nervous, squatting on the wall and looking towards Zhou Yu.

Silly.

The smile evoked by Zhou Yu hadn't entered Sun Ce's eyes before it froze for an instant.

He turned around, closed the window with a "slap", and cruelly shut Sun Ce Qiqi Ai's eyes out of the window.

Can't let him know.

It was rare for Zhou Yu to act faster than he thought when it came to his brother-in-law. When he leaned against the closed window, he raised his head and closed his eyes, thinking calmly.

Bofu can no longer touch this piano arbitrarily like before.

Gein, it wasn't the first time he had a dream like that.

Thinking about it carefully, the first time I stepped into the grotesque world shrouded in clouds, dreams and mists, it seemed that it was after the eldest brother brought Lu Qiqin back.

At that time, Zhou Yu was still young, but he had made some achievements in reading and calligraphy.

A son of an aristocratic family must be proficient in the six arts. Although Zhou Yu grew up alone in the Zhou family's many deep houses, he did not fall into the name of father and brother.

One day, the eldest brother came back from Luoyang and brought him the famous Qin and Luqi.

The Lvqiqin is made of paulownia wood, the whole body is black, and the whole body is glowing with a faint green. From a distance, it seems that there are vines and green radishes wrapped around the body of the ancient xylophone, so it is named "Green Qi".

At that time, Liang Wang admired Sima Xiangru as a gift, so he gave him this famous piano in his collection. Later, Sima Xiangru played the popular song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" with this piano at a banquet, which attracted the favor of Zhuo's Wenjun. It became a good story for a while.

The ending between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun was not happy, but Lu Qiqin can be called a famous piano handed down from generation to generation.

When it was in the hands of Zhou Yu, the son of the Zhou family, the body of the piano was still as glorious as before, and the strings were as old as before, as if it had never experienced the displacement of time.

"This is... the Green Qiqin?" Zhou Yu stared at the Qin without even rolling his eyes, "Where did you get it, brother?"

"A gift from a colleague." The elder brother touched Zhou Yu's head with a smile, and said in a warm voice, "Now it is given to Yu'er."

At that time Zhou Yu nodded seriously, and carefully plucked the strings with joy, and the sound struck the strings in an instant, mellow and continuous, and the lingering sound lingered around the beam.

The long and long sound of the piano seems to have sung the peach blossoms at the bottom of the fan, sung all over the prosperity of Zimo, and narrated the past lost in the long time.

The sound of the piano continued for a long time, the eldest brother looked at the younger brother who was not as tall as he was in surprise, and put his hand on his hand for a long time, slowly rubbing it.

"Yu'er is really destined to be with this Luqi."

"Why do you say that, brother?"

The little Zhou Yu stood on tiptoe and plucked the strings curiously with a bulging face.

The sound of the piano is ding-dong, like a ring.

The elder brother knelt down and said, "Yu'er, how many people have tried this green qiqin?"

Little Zhou Yu raised his head suddenly, with clusters of fire shining in his eyes.

A young man with early wisdom, even though Zhou Yu is only a child now, he still understands something from the elder brother's words.

"Could it be that only Yu'er can play it?"

"Yu'er is really smart."

With a deep smile in his eyes, the eldest brother nodded: "In the past hundreds of years, no one has been able to play the green Qi again, and this piano has been shelved by others. The master took it out. I was thinking, Yuer has always loved the piano, and the green Qiqin is also released in the hands of others, and it is also released in Yuer's hands, but it is not possible to win and stay with Yuer."

"But I never thought that our Yu'er and this Qin have such a fate."

The eldest brother looked at the younger brother's clear eyes with pity, and said in a very elegant voice, "It's a pity that the world is at this point. If this is not the case, if this matter spreads, we Yu'er might not be able to become a generation of celebrities."

"Like Mr. Chang Qing who played "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"?"

Zhou Yu blinked, and said seriously: "Even in the prosperous age, Yu'er will not become Mr. Changqing."

Changqing is the name of Sima Xiangru.

Zhou Yu's ambition is not here, but in the court.

He hoped that like a big brother, he could join the imperial court and do what he could for the Han Dynasty and the common people.

It is always impossible to become a refined scholar like Sima Xiangru.

Furthermore, although Feng Qiuhuang is a good story handed down from generation to generation, Zhou Yu himself has no feelings for him.

"Yu'er, haven't you given up on your idea?"

After listening to the elder brother, he didn't laugh it off like the elders in the family. He just patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Then Yuer must remember what I said today."

The eldest brother's expression seemed to change in an instant, Zhou Yu nodded subconsciously, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

And then, that premonition came true.

The eldest brother died, and died in Luoyang.

Zhou Yu didn't realize what had happened when the clansman helped the spirit back to his hometown. It wasn't until his eyes were white and the mourning hall was filled with sobs that he realized that he would never see his elder brother again.

That night, after obtaining the consent of the elders, he moved the green qiqin to the elder brother's spirit, and played the piano music that the elder brother helped him complete in the past, and sent the elder brother to the spirit.

The cold and astringent strings of the ice spring are absolutely condensed, and the condensate will never stop for a while. *

Don't have sorrow and hatred for life, at this time, silence is better than sound. *

The song was not finished in the end, and Zhou Yu passed out because of his youth and weakness, and his grief.

After a period of chaos, Zhou Yu was sent to his room, and the Lu Qiqin was also sent there safely.

He fell into a high fever and entered that magnificent and complicated world for the first time.

The smoldering karma tore through the boundless darkness, and he saw the Taotao river pouring down from the sky, the mountains falling apart and the ground cracking, and the ground turned into a blood-colored ocean.

He hadn't had time to be shocked by the shocking change of the world, but he saw red lotuses stretching for thousands of miles from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and a small sun was slowly rising.

Reason told him to turn around and run away, but his feet stood still as if they had taken root, staring at the vast picture scroll in front of him without blinking.

It was not the sun.

It was a crystal clear pearl.

A golden bracelet hung on the red silk with a faint golden phoenix pattern, and it flew out from under the sea of ​​blood dexterously, wrapping around Lingzhu's body.The other end meanders into the distance, and I don't know where the end is.

Zhou Yu thought it was his eyesight.

On top of the bright and bright spirit bead, he actually saw a brightly dressed figure in red.

The Lingzhu finally fell into the surging sea of ​​blood, and was stained by the blood into the same color, which was a shocking bright red.

The fire gave birth to red lotus.

The red silk is still there.

The other end of it was clutched tightly by an extremely embarrassed shadow, swallowing a sea of ​​blood.While vomiting, that figure was slowly dragged closer by Hong Ling to the bloody sea that gradually subsided.

"Let go! Let go!"

Zhou Yu couldn't help exclaiming, he could clearly see that the red silk was not wrapped around himself, but the man in white wrapped it around his palm desperately, and was dragged away step by step.

The man in white was lonesome from the back, for some reason, Zhou Yu's heart felt sore when he saw it.

He didn't know how this emotion came from, it seemed that it existed deep in his soul from the beginning, and it was only today that it was highlighted by this tragic picture.

He couldn't see the face of the man in white clearly, and couldn't reach the ear of the man he said, so he could only watch helplessly as he walked back alone holding the red silk, but because of his incompetence, he was dragged step by step into the bloody ocean .

Suddenly there was a clear cry, and a divine bird flew from the sky, with five-color divine light shining on its tail feathers, riding the wind and waves.

Zhou Yu suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The divine bird swooped straight down, bit the crimson silk that was gradually sinking, and then flew up with vigorous wings.

It actually wanted to drag Mingzhu and the man in white out of the sea of ​​blood together!

In a haze, Zhou Yu seemed to see the faint smile on the lips of the man in white, and then the picture returned to calm in an instant.

When he woke up, he felt hot all over his body, as if he had seen something incredible in his dream, but he couldn't remember it.

The sense of loss became even stronger after seeing the green qiqin quietly placed on the qin table.

As Zhou Yu grew up, the feeling that had confused him for a long time seemed to have disappeared in his own life.

Until he came back from hunting with Sun's righteous brother, and picked up a man named Luo Cheng.

The man seemed to be a general, he was very good at shooting with one hand, and he soon gained Sun Ce's admiration.

However, Zhou Yu only faintly noticed that there was a certain aura on the other party, which was very familiar.

Even though the breath was extremely weak, Zhou Yu's memory was always very good, and what he thought was familiar would definitely not be an illusion.

Under the cover of Sun Ce's mistakes and omissions, Zhou Yu got some information when dealing with Luo Cheng, but it was not the answer he wanted.

And then there is now.

This dream lasted for half a month.

For the past half month, Zhou Yu would sink into the boundless mist with the spreading darkness every night, dreaming the same dream.

In the dream, the voice of the luthier is still gentle, and the beautiful young man in the form of a peacock takes a picture of himself in the water, and rushes out of the red cloud with two swords under his weight, like a young man with a bright smile on his face in the scorching sun.

Although the situation was still unclear, and although the dream was the same every night, this time, he did indeed see a clear human face.

Whenever the illusory dreamland conflicts with Zhou Yu's own consciousness, it will give him a feeling of unreality, and the pervasive clouds and mists will become a veil from another world, so that he can only see faint shadows.

Going back and forth from the long darkness, when waking up at a fixed time, Zhou Yu glanced at the surrounding decorations with confused eyes. They were all his usual appearance, but it seemed that he had been away for many years.

This dream came and went strangely.

It seemed that one day, when he woke up in a daze, he heard the jingle of the green qiqin placed in the room, and the distant dream with the ancient atmosphere left him.

Zhou Yu would not tell anyone, including Sun Ce, until he figured out the situation.

Fortunately, Sun Ce's carefree temperament, as long as he conceals it a little, he probably won't be able to find out.

Sun Quan's panicked shout came from outside the door, Zhou Yu stopped to think, got up and left.

As a result, he missed the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and an elegant voice that would definitely make him feel familiar sighed softly:

"Forget it, let me rest for a while."

The author has something to say:

Babies, praise me! HE is coming soon.

For the sake of my hard work and happy reunion, Kangkang, the newly opened pre-acceptance station next door to me——

"Good Sister is Difficult Today" was originally called "[Comprehensive] Good Things Come in Pairs", Jinjiang refused to let the word "Comprehensive" change the name of the article, sigh, the following is the copy

While avoiding the pursuit of the Yin and Yang Dao, Ma Cang accidentally knocked his head, and then dreamed of himself who is the winner in life in a parallel world.

The parents are both loving and loving, the elder brother is cute but reliable, the partner is gentle and beautiful, the Himalayan cat is cute and cute, and the friends are all over the world.

Successfully became the Shaman King, and the Ma Cang family was pissed off in minutes.

The most important thing is that the self in the parallel world is male.

Ma Canghao looked down at himself, female, seven years old, living in the wilderness, all the thugs were stupid.The kitty in the past stabbed her once, and now her brother is on the way to stab her. There is no father, no mother, no brother, no sister, no gay friend, no date.

The contrast is too tragic, Ma Cang had better choose a dog leash.

No, I can still stick to it.

The good sister who used the parallel world script as a strategy is also working hard today to become a shaman king who makes people surrender.