Autumn

There is a snow-capped mountain called Youdu on the border of the extreme north of Bahuang, which can be reached north along the Kunlun Ruins.The snow in Youdu does not melt all year round, and the unimaginable cold makes this mountain range without the slightest sign of life.Mingqin was standing in the hinterland of Youdu, her breathing seemed a little short due to the long journey, and the breath from her mouth and nose instantly turned into ice mist and melted into the cold air.He looked up at the white snow in the distance, and the destination seemed to be submerged by the whiteness.

"Master Mingqin, you're actually here too."

This voice is a little strange, to be precise, I have never had any intersection with this voice.Mingqin looked at the owner of the voice vigilantly. The man was wearing a sandalwood robe, and his long black hair was tied up with a silver hair crown, which made his face look slightly elongated, with sword eyebrows, almond eyes, straight nose, and thin lips. In other words, this person looks quite upright, or rather handsome.Mingqin looked directly into the man's eyes, which were rare light golden.

"We don't seem to know each other."

"Indeed I don't know." The man smiled, "Or, I know who you are, but you don't know me. It's no wonder, how can the majestic luthier of the Emperor of Heaven know us unknown people."

"Looking at you like this, it seems that you are not an unknown person."

"I'm Jin Yunhe."

This name is no stranger to Mingqin, the Taotie Jinyun clan, one of the four great families expelled by the Heavenly Emperor.But Jin Yunhe is the most greedy person in this family.

"Master Jinyun appears here, could it be that..."

"It's better not to explain many things." Jin Yunhe interrupted Mingqin, "Master Mingqin, are you going to see that person?"

"To see or not to see, is decided by God."

"It's decided by God? Haha——! God can't decide anything."

Jin Yunhe's eyes became cold.

"Whether the sky can decide, and what it can decide, is not something we can figure out."

After Mingqin left these words, she walked deeper into Youdu without looking back.Jin Yunhe looked at Mingqin's back, but did not catch up after all.

The snow in Youdu is no different from other places, only deeper.This made it impossible for Mingqin to speed up his pace. What's more, the barriers here were layered on top of each other. The closer to the hinterland, the stronger the power.As a result, he was completely unable to use spells, and could only move forward slowly like a mortal.He raised his head from time to time to confirm the direction of his destination, but he always felt that he was far away.

What Ming Qin could see when she looked up was a cave deep in the hinterland of Youdu. This naturally formed cave was unusually large, and the thick snow allowed it to be hidden.After entering the cave, Mingqin was surrounded by a warm current. Turning around to look at where it came from, there was still a cold wind outside the cave.

There is a pure white plaque on the top of the head. This is a plaque without characters. No one knows why such a plaque is hung, but no one dares to ask.Walking through the gate with no plaque hanging, there is a veranda, which completely connects the three-entry courtyard from left to right, and from front to back.The three gardens have their own charms, and the plants and flowers of the four seasons bloom and change in sequence.

It wasn't until they reached the last hall that Mingqin felt the silence again, the silence of death.

"Master Mingqin, please come in."

A young man covered in snow came out of the hall, with long silver hair, a fair face, a pair of misty eyes, and light pink lips.Mingqin has always been curious about how many such young people there are in Youdu, but she has never been able to get a definite answer.This boy has no emotions, just like the severe cold and snow in Youdu.His voice was like singing, not loud but clear.

Mingqin followed the snow-like boy into the hall, his eyes watched the boy's unhurried pace, he almost made no sound when he moved, like a cat wandering in the street at night, light and nimble.

"Master Mingqin is here."

"Ah."

The voice seemed to come from somewhere far away. Although it had been heard many times, Mingqin still couldn't tell who the owner of the voice was, even the gender.The snow-white boy bowed towards the layers of moon-white gauze curtains in front of him, then stepped back lightly, and disappeared behind Mingqin, without the sound of footsteps or breathing.

Mingqin's eyes turned back from the direction where the young man disappeared, swept across the nine steps in front of him, and slowly fixed on those moon-white gauze curtains.There is no light in there, only a little light from the windows on both sides, but the windows are also covered by these gauze curtains.With the faint light, Mingqin could only see an extremely vague shadow.

"Master Mingqin, please stay safe." Although the identity of the voice could not be identified, Mingqin could feel the emotion of the mysterious person. "You're not panicking at all."

"Why should I panic?" Mingqin's tone was somewhat provocative. "Kyushu, Qingfeng City, Wuwei Residence, Lu Li."

"how?"

I was a little surprised by the other party's reaction, and this rhetorical question seemed to have too much meaning.

"I heard that they found the whereabouts of Mo Yu Linglong, and they still have Cangyu and Blood Jade in their hands."

"Mo Yulinglong is at Ying Shaozhi's place."

Mingqin raised his eyebrows, he should have expected that, there is no mysterious person in this world who doesn't know.

"Do you have a countermeasure? We only have white jade and topaz, and we don't have the upper hand. Besides, the people who cooperate with us all have their own ulterior motives."

"You have it too?"

The voice was unhurried, as if talking about an unimportant matter

"Ghost fetus, you have it too, from the beginning." The blurred figure seemed to move a bit, "Cooperating with me is nothing more than to find all Yu Linglong faster. Once the goal is achieved, it's time to fight among ourselves."

Mingqin raised the corners of her mouth and smiled lowly.

"At least we're a partnership now."

"We don't need to look for the rest of Yu Linglong, they will give it to us automatically."

"People are greedy. If you have something in your hands, you will naturally want more."

"It's as if we..." Mingqin was curious, but the man's voice changed, "It's not enough to remember the dead, and we are still obsessed with resurrecting them."

"Who do you want to resurrect?"

In fact, Mingqin has always been curious about the identity of the mysterious person, and even more curious about his purpose of obtaining Qiu Ming.

"Master Mingqin only needs to care about how to revive Yinglong from the foot of Buzhou Mountain."

This answer was expected, Mingqin smiled lightly.

When Mingqin walked out of the empty hall, the sun had already slanted to the west, but the sunlight shone on the snow, still showing a dazzling white light.This white light prevented Mingqin from crossing the snow-covered mountain and seeing the more distant Buzhou Mountain.But he still stubbornly wanted to see, the scorching whiteness made him squint his eyes.His eyes were focused on the sky covered by white light, and he seemed to be able to see those golden eyes in a daze.

"The water pheasant turns into a jiao in 500 years, the jiao turns into a dragon in a thousand years, the dragon turns into a horned dragon in 500 years, and becomes a Yinglong in a thousand years." —— "Shu Yi Ji"

There are mountains in the west of the Eight Desolations, and the surroundings of the mountains are inconsistent, so it is called Buzhou.In Buzhou Mountain, there is a famous mountain, which is the most elegant, with exotic flowers and plants, less animals and more birds.The flowers are blooming all year round, the branches and leaves in the dense forest are luxuriant and colorful, and there are often birdsong.There is a water named Yue in the Mt. Yue, and the water is as clear as a mirror, and you can see the bottom when you look at it, and you don’t know its depth.The source of Yueshui comes from the waterfall of Mount Mang. The river rushes through Mount Mi to Mount Mi, forming a lake and diverging into streams.

Beyond the water there is a boulder, nameless.Round and flat, it seems natural. There is a sycamore tree next to the stone, which is very old. It may have been alive when Pangu created the world.

The rough bark of the sycamore tree was a bit thorny, but it still couldn't stop Mingqin from touching it, as if it could calm his heart.There is a wind passing through the dense branches and leaves of the sycamore, with a rustling sound, and the unique fragrance of the leaves.Mingqin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if the sounds and the fragrance had penetrated all the senses and occupied every corner of the body.In other words, Mingqin hoped that she would blend into this forest.

The sound of the piano is accompanied by the sound of the wind, sometimes soft and sometimes rapid, and the surface of the mirror-like water also ripples with the undulating sound of the piano.

In the deepest part of Yueshui, there is a corner where sunlight cannot reach, and a pair of golden eyes protrude from that shadow.This mountain forest has been silent for tens of thousands of years. Although I have lived in Yueshui for nearly tens of thousands of years, this is the first time I heard the sound of the piano.As Jing Yun thought about it, he was curious about the source of the sound of the piano, and even more curious about who was playing it on the bank.Jing Yun swam swiftly in the water, following the sound of the piano, he stopped beside the boulder.Looking up at the boulder from the water, one can see the azure clothes swaying in the wind, long black curly hair, and a pair of downcast eyes.

Gently pick the fingertips on the strings, and the last note spread out in the air. The surroundings are as quiet as before, only the wind shuttles through the lush branches and leaves, and the birds stop on every branch of the parasol tree. Interspersed with colorful colors.Mingqin gathered the curly hair scattered around her ears, moved her eyes away from the strings, and glimpsed a little light in Yueshui.The light flickered for a moment, then disappeared in the shadow of the boulder.Mingqin frowned, and descended from the boulder lightly, leaning against the plane tree.

Jing Yun hid in the shadow of the boulder in some embarrassment, because he had never seen this person in this mountain forest, or he had never seen anyone here before.

Mingqin stood by the plane tree, poked her head out slightly to look at the shadow of the boulder, and the curly hair hanging down her waist also fell down with the movement of her body.

Jing Yun watched the curly hair hang down slowly from the shadows, and some of the hair was slightly falling on the water surface, with small ripples rippling.The body coiled in the shadow stretched out cautiously, and slowly swam out of the shadow.

Mingqin widened her eyes curiously, watching the silver-black horned dragon swim to her feet, the huge body stretched freely in the water, the dragon claws seemed to be a little tense, and a pair of golden eyes were watching Own.

The two sides looked at each other for a while across the mirror-like water surface, Mingqin smiled and squatted down.Jing Yun stepped back a little vigilantly.

"My name is Mingqin."

Harmony?This name seemed very familiar. Jing Yun searched for this name in his mind. Even though he was not Ying Long and could not go to Jiuxiao, he had cultivated for so long and knew a thing or two about the characters in Bahuang, Sihai and Jiuxiao.Finally he remembered the name, that was the luthier of Emperor Xuanyuanxi.

"It seems you already know who I am."

Ming Qin was still smiling, Jing Yun looked at him suspiciously, because he didn't understand what the Emperor of Heaven's luthier came to Mt.

"Aren't you talking to me? It's rare to meet someone who can talk to me here."

Jing Yun hesitated for a while, and finally poked his head out of the water.The silvery white light disappeared from the surface of the water, and a handsome young man in a silver-gray robe and long black hair was standing lightly on the water.The bare feet stick out from under the long clothes, and the layers of ripples are spreading from the toes to the surroundings.

"Jing Yun has seen Lord Mingqin."

"Jingyun? Fengming Chaoyang, Longxiang Jingyun. Good name." Mingqin looked up and thought, "This is not Jiuxiao, you don't have to be so restrained, just call me Mingqin."

Jing Yun landed in front of Mingqin. Although he was barefoot, the rough ground didn't seem to bother him.

"Your piano sounds very nice, it's the first time I've heard it."

"After all, no one has ever been here before." Mingqin laughed, "How long have you been here?"

"Maybe tens of thousands of years..."

"Looking at you, you are still a horned dragon."

"Insufficient talent, tens of thousands of years of cultivation, but still a horned dragon."

Jing Yun was a little embarrassed.

"It's not easy to become Yinglong and soar to the sky. Even a talented person has to go through thousands of years of hardships." Mingqin glanced at Jingyun, "Do you want to become Yinglong?"

"Being born in this mountain and cultivating to the top of the dragon, I came up with this idea at that time. Even though I know it will be difficult for me to succeed, I still want it stubbornly."

Jing Yun suddenly thought of himself who used to be Jiao, the humble self who only wanted to survive in the Mt.

"The gods on the Nine Heavens always think that the mortals are the most greedy, but in fact we are not? For higher divine books and stronger divine power, which one is not greedy to practice. Even the Emperor of Heaven and his descendants , without exception."

"Mingqin doesn't want to?"

"Me?" Ming Qin smiled and shook her head, "I have thought about it, but I have never thought about it. In fact, even I can't tell."

Mingqin's words are somewhat confusing, but they are true.Mingqin doesn't know how he was born, he only knows that since he can remember, he has held a qin in his arms, a qin named Fengming.It got this name only because the word "Fengming" is engraved in small seal script on the head of the piano.At the same time, he also has the name Mingqin.

Mingqin does not need a master, it seems that he is proficient in rhythm by nature, and he was able to play simple music when he was still babbling.When he grew into a teenager, his piano skills were already the best.Feng Mingqin, who was once held in his arms, grew up with him.

Mingqin, who is proficient in temperament, quickly became the most popular person in Jiuxiao, and almost everyone liked to listen to him play.However, this does not bring happiness to Mingqin, and this kind of unhappiness appears after Mingqin grows up.He gradually discovered that he didn't like playing the piano that much, and playing this matter seemed to have become a means of pleasing others.Although he still carries his fengmingqin and shuttles between the palaces of Jiuxiao every day, his temperament is getting colder and colder, especially when he is alone.

Mingqin didn't forget that court lady—Han Que—a thin, shy girl.She is the maid in Liuhui Palace - Mingqin Sleeping Palace, and the only one.Except for daily performances, eavesdropping on playing the qin and playing the qin is not allowed, even from a distance.

Han Yu was originally a low-class court lady in Tianhou Palace. Perhaps because of her character, other court ladies didn't pay much attention to her. If anyone had something that went wrong, she was the number one punching bag.Once, she was almost beaten to death by those maids, and that time, Mingqin accidentally "saved" her.

In fact, Mingqin didn't intend to save him at all, he just happened to pass by, even if he just saw it from a distance, those maids were still afraid of the Emperor's luthier.

Mingqin still remembers the first time she saw Han Que, thin and timid, lying on the cold floor and shivering.

"Will you continue to lie down there?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Mingqin regretted it, she shouldn't have asked, and just walked away.Now this question is afraid to ask something.

"Slave... Slave Hanyu... I have seen... I have seen..." Han Yu raised his head cautiously, his disheveled hair was scattered around his body, covering her face full of tears and scars, "Yes, Mingqin grown ups."

Mingqin frowned, responded softly, and turned around to leave.At this time, Han Yu didn't know where he got the courage and strength from, he got up and rushed to Mingqin quickly, and knelt down while grabbing his azure robe.

"Han Que please take him in! If Han Que continues to stay here, he will definitely die without a whole body!"

The sudden tugging and pleading frightened the unprepared Mingqin, and he took a step back involuntarily, but Han Yu had already grabbed hold of his clothes.

"I don't need a maid to serve me."

"My servant knows that this servant doesn't ask for anything else, but to leave here with the Lord's Liuhui Palace! Even...even if it's just to be a cleaning lady in the palace!"

Frowning, Mingqin raised her hand to pull back her sleeve, but she couldn't get away anyway.

"Master Mingqin, since Han Yu voluntarily went to the Liuhui Palace, why not follow him. There should be a cleaning lady in the Liuhui Palace."

Tian Hou Luo Jiananye suddenly turned around from behind the rockery not far away, played the qin and listened to the sound, and knew that Tian Hou had come for a long time.As soon as Han Que heard Tianhou's voice, he immediately let go of his hands, turned around trembling, and knelt towards Tianhou, his body almost touching the ground, and his face buried between his arms.

"I know a little bit about Han Yu's matter. Usually they are just making a fuss, but I didn't expect it to go too far today." The maids standing behind Luo Jiananye lowered their heads, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. "If it wasn't for Master Mingqin, I would really beat this poor child to death."

"This is a matter in Tianhou Palace, Mingqin dare not interfere."

"It's because of my lack of strict discipline that this scandal happened. But if I really want to control it, I'm afraid that the maids in my palace will be dragged out and beaten to death. Today, Han Yu has asked Mr. Mingqin, why don't you do it?" good deed."

"Mingqin is used to being alone..."

"Han Yu is just going to be a sweeping maid, and she will never disturb the daily life of the adults. The adults only need to set rules for her."

Tianhou interrupted Mingqin with a smile, then turned to Han Que who was still kneeling and said.

"I have warned them on weekdays, but I didn't expect to be so ruthless today. It is good fortune for you to go to the Liuhui Hall. Take good care of the Liuhui Hall, and don't bother Master Mingqin."

"My servant thanked the Queen of Heaven for her kindness, and thanked Master Mingqin."

At this point, Mingqin knew it was irreversible, so she had to take Han Que back to Liuhui Hall.

Liuhui Hall is not big, just a courtyard with two entrances.You can see the main hall when you enter the door, and you can see the side hall after passing the garden.There is a bedroom, a piano room and a tea room in the side hall.Mingqin looked at these rooms hesitantly, and finally decided to move his bedroom and piano room to the main hall, leaving the bedroom in the side hall to Han Yu, and merged the original piano room with the tea room.

"In the future, when I play the piano in the main hall, you can only stay in the side hall or outside the hall. In short, you are not allowed to appear within my sight."

Han Yu repeatedly nodded in agreement.

Although Han Yu is timid and easily shy by nature, he does things exceptionally neatly.The Liuhui Hall was originally clean, but since the arrival of Dahanyu, it has become more elegant than the cleanliness of the past.Mingqin is not good at decoration, and there are almost no decorations in Liuhui Hall except for the necessary items, and even the garden is full of monotonous green bamboos.After sweeping and sweeping, Han Que started to decorate. The green bamboos in the yard were still tall and lush, but there were some more colorful and not vulgar flowers.Soon after, Mingqin discovered that patterns of auspicious clouds or emerald bamboos were embroidered on the azure curtains in the hall.Regarding these, Mingqin did not express anything.Perhaps because he stayed away from those people who disgusted and feared him, Han Yu's face turned rosy, and he seemed to be smiling too.But she is still timid and shy, especially when facing Mingqin.

Mingqin remembered Hanyu's shy smile every time he saw her, but his indifference made Hanyu gradually disappointed, and she began to avoid all possibilities of meeting Mingqin face to face, except when Mingqin was playing.

"I said, when I play the piano, you are not allowed to appear in my sight!"

Mingqin was seldom angry like this, his ferocious appearance frightened the timid Han Que, the girl flinched back a few steps, and finally couldn't help turning around and running away.Han Yu's departure did not have any impact on Mingqin. He lived as usual until Xuannv appeared in Liuhui Palace.

Xuannv has never set foot in Liuhui Palace, her appearance is a surprise to Mingqin.

"Mingqin."

"Xuannu? What a rare visitor."

Mingqin stood up and walked to the courtyard, her eyes were on the camellia that Hanyu had planted.

"Is this planted by Han Que?"

"Ah."

"It bloomed really well, but it's a pity that such a good time has withered."

Mingqin frowned at Xuannv's lamenting words, and he looked suspiciously at Xuannv's side face.Watch her reach out to touch the soft petals, then straighten up and turn to herself.

"what is this?"

Mingqin frowned and looked at the icy blue bead in Xuannv's palm, the bead was lying in a carved silver pendant in the shape of a drop, with a silver thread hanging from the pendant.

"You should know the soul-guarding bead." Xuannv said blankly, "The soul-guarding bead is colorless and invisible, and only when the soul gathers, it will show its shape. Ice blue, this is the soul of Han Que. "

"Han Que's soul?"

Ming Qin seemed to have a premonition of something, but he was at a loss.

"Han Yu wanted to jump from the gate of sacrifice, but was forcibly pulled away by the guards. Finally, my maid found her lying in a garden near the gate of sacrifice. At that time, her soul had already left her body," Xuannv said calmly. "When I saw Han Yu, her soul couldn't go back because it had been out of her body for too long."

"She... died?"

"The body is dead, but the soul is still alive. I found her soul outside the Liuhui Hall and put it in the soul-guarding bead."

Mingqin stared blankly at the icy blue soul-guarding bead, thinking of the girl who ran away with tears.Trembling, he took the silver pendant from Xuannv's palm, and his vision was blurred for the first time.

"Is this the Soul Guarding Orb?"

Jing Yun looked curiously at the pendant Mingqin held in his hand, and through the carved patterns, he could see the icy blue bead shining brightly.

"This is Han Que's soul."

"Are... are you feeling guilty?"

"I don't know, no one has taught me what love is, and no one has taught me how to love... All they want is my piano sound, Han Que... It should be the same..."

"Don't you think she likes you?"

"like?"

Ming Qin looked at Jing Yun inexplicably.

"When my mother and father were still there, my mother would smile happily every time I saw my father. When I was young, I would always ask my mother why I smiled so happily when I saw my father. My mother said that it was because She loves Daddy."

"Is that right?"

"Do you still remember Han Que's smile?"

"I remember... Although many people would laugh at me, they always smiled at me because I played the piano for them, and because of my piano sound. It seems that only Han Yu is different."

"I think she smiled like that because she saw you."

"But I never responded once..."

There were tears dripping from Mingqin on Jing Yun's index finger, which was warm and cold.

"Jing Yun, I composed a new piece of music."

Three days later, Mingqin was standing beside Yueshui holding Fengmingqin, and Jingyun came from the other side of Yueshui.

"Oh? What name?"

"Han Que."

Jing Yun smiled as if realizing something.

"Mingqin, in a few days, I will experience calamity."

These words were said by Jing Yun after they had known each other for thousands of years.Mingqin nodded knowingly.

"If this calamity goes well, your wish will come true."

"I just don't know where this calamity will go?"

Jing Yun seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes turned from Mingqin's face to his qin, and finally landed on the surface of the mirror-like water.Mingqin didn't know how to answer, he had never experienced calamity, and he didn't know what would happen to him.He only knew that in a few days, he would be sitting here alone by the water playing the piano, and this time, no one would poke out his head from the bottom of the water to look at him.

Mingqin's vision was a little blurred, and the kind of mist that he hadn't felt for a long time enveloped his eyes again.Perhaps this kind of mist caused him to have an illusion, he seemed to see Yueshui in the Mt.He stretched out his hand and firmly held the hand stretched out in front of him, and there was warmth in his palm.

"Master Mingqin, did you see who?"

A whisper-like voice sounded in his ears, and Mingqin suddenly woke up.

"Jin Yunhe!"

"Because of the sunshine and temperature, snow will appear like a mirage. I think Master Mingqin must have met someone before it happened."

Following Jin Yunhe's gaze, Mingqin saw the hands they held tightly.Without much thought, he pulled it out of Jin Yunhe's palm forcefully.

"Young Master Jinyun thinks too much."

"Really? I'm curious, that Jing Yun... who could it be?" Jin Yunhe said with a smile, "I seem to have heard of this name..."

"If Mr. Jinyun has nothing to do, Mingqin won't bother you."

Before Jin Yunhe could answer, Mingqin quickly disappeared from his eyes.Jin Yunhe curled his lips and looked in the direction where Mingqin disappeared. Of course he knew who Jing Yun was and what Jingyun meant to Mingqin, but he never imagined that this person would have such an influence on Mingqin.However, this may be a good thing for myself.