fairy dust

Perhaps it was because Nan Qing was the owner of this room, she pushed the door and entered without knocking.

It was the first time that the person smilingly sitting on the wicker chair was a woman.

Nan Qing saw that man's brows were like autumn waves, his eyes were like peach blossoms, his pear dimples were smiling, and he was generous. He was not as worldly as the people in the rivers and lakes as he imagined, but like a hermit who had lived in the clear forest for a long time. Even better.So she presented a pot of good Qingming tea before the case, poured a cup, and said to Ling Feiming, "I don't know what the girl's name is?"

Ling Feiming thought to himself, I am Ling Feiming of Tian Yuzong, so he made up a pseudonym: "My surname is Tian, ​​and the single character is Ming."

Nan Qing put both hands of the teacup in front of Ling Feiming, and said, "So it's Miss Tian, ​​please drink this tea first to moisten your throat."

When Nan Qing walked in front of her, Ling Feiming finally saw her appearance clearly.She was still wearing the light yellow blouse just now, but she took off her veil to reveal her true face.Willow-leaf eyebrows, sleeping phoenix eyes, and red lips like plump red cherries.The most special thing is her hair.Nan Qing's hair is not soft, but it is shiny and attractive. It looks a bit stubborn, but smooth.Her hair color is not as black as ink like other girls, it is actually a very exotic brown, when the light shines, it reveals a golden glow, making people want to hold it in their hands and look at it carefully.

Ling Feiming only felt that the little girl had a delicate voice and a soft body, which made her look more lazy and cute when viewed up close.So she took the teacup, sniffed the tea lightly, brought it to her lips to drink before drinking it, looked up at Nan Qing and said: "This tea is the rare and top-quality Yuehuaxuezhongqing in the world, it is used to moisten the throat It's a pity. After all, Miss Nanqing is too polite, let me savor it carefully."

Nan Qing is also looking at Ling Feiming at this moment. This person is only a few years old, but he can match her music and recognize her tea. Said that the origin of this person is unknown, so be more careful.

Ling Feiming drank the light green tea.Instantly, the tip of the tongue warmed up, before the taste buds could capture the delicate bitterness, the light fragrance of jasmine invaded.Swallowing it in one gulp, anyone can't help but close their eyes and savor it quietly.

"Miss Nanqing's tea is really a thousand times." The words were very strange, and it was confusing at first, but it was Ling Feiming's admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Nan Qing smiled happily, filled Ling Feiming's teacup again, and said, "Miss Tian's way of complimenting people is really special."

Ling Feiming said: "That's because Miss Nanqing's tea is very special."

Nan Qing smiled, walked to the piano table and sat down, looked up and said: "I still have a handle of the piano, which is also very unique. The music played with it is even more special. I wonder if Miss Tian is interested in listening to it again ?”

Ling Feiming put down the teacup and went to the table. She saw that Nanqing's guqin was really different.At first glance, you can tell that this piano has been made for a long time, and the materials used are extremely exquisite and rare.The mountain on Qinshang is towering, the jaws are inside the dragon's gums, and the craftsmanship is amazing.

Ling Feiming was very interested, and asked casually: "A good violin has a name. Miss, this violin is rare in this world. I don't know what is the name? What's the origin?"

When it came to Qin's name, Nan Qing paused, and then said after a while: "It's called Feng Muli, it was passed on to me by my master, and it has no origin."

After finishing speaking, Nan Qing stared at Ling Feiming's reaction.She knew that if this Tian girl came with bad intentions, the words "Feng Muli" would be enough to reveal her flaws.And Yingzhu asked her to say these three words. Nanqing knew that Yingzhu was spying outside the door at this moment. As long as Miss Tian made a slight move, Yingzhu would immediately capture her and imprison her. After all, there were people in disguise. It is not a pleasant thing for the Taoist to come to the door.As for the result, it is nothing more than being refined into a human pill to increase the demonic energy for Ying Zhu and Rao Zi.

Therefore, Nan Qing is unwilling to follow Zhu's wishes from the bottom of her heart. She hopes that the smiling woman in front of her, whether she is a Taoist in disguise or a musician in the world, will not treat the three of them. There is no response to the word.Only in this way, after tonight, she might be able to do her best to protect this unusual Tian girl to walk out of Wutong Tower safely.

But Nan Qing didn't expect that although Miss Tian didn't talk about Feng Muli, she mentioned something that put her in danger.

I saw that Miss Tian who didn't know that she had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot raised her mouth slightly, and asked her with a faint smile: "Thousands of years ago, there was a musician with a good temperament and good at playing the piano, his name was Nan Jingxuan. Miss Nanqing is also surnamed Nan, and she is also good at playing the piano, could it be...you..."

Nan Qing's eyes widened in shock from Ling Feiming's words. She even heard the sound of branches and leaves spreading outside the door. Seeing that Tian girl was still smirking, she hurriedly said, "Master Nanjingxuan has always had a piano. Immortal reputation, and I am just a humble musician, how can I have any relationship with the master. Even if there is, it is just a heart of admiration, and among the many scores of masters, I am more willing to copy the compositions of the qin immortal."

"That's it..." Ling Feiming nodded meaningfully, with a look of pity on his face, and said, "If I guessed correctly, the opening song just now is "Jiuxiaochen" written by Qin Xianren. No wonder Miss Nanqing performed this song so consummately that she cried like she was complaining, it must have been due to her hard work on weekdays."

"Well, that's right." She thought that the girl Tian would die in front of her eyes in the next second, but she didn't expect her to round up the words intentionally or unintentionally, and Nan Qing gradually eased her nervousness.He said: "It seems that Miss Tian is very familiar with the compositions of the Qin Immortal, why don't I play the piano again, and Miss Tian listen to it, do you hear it?"

Ling Feiming glanced casually at the door of Yuehualiu, then turned to Nanqing and said, "Tian Ming is all ears."

In the cold night, the stars turn and the lights on the lakeside go out one by one.An hour later, the lamps in the painting boat burned out due to no one adding lamp oil, leaving only the glimmering moonlight pouring on Lu Nianwei's lonely corpse.

Ling Feiyan hugged the Yanyue Sword to his chest, and leaned against the fence of the painting boat to look northwest, expressionless.

On the first day of junior high school, she sat nervously on the futon beside the table, she didn't think that it was the place where Rao Zi and Lu Nianwei toasted and drank wine at night.After a long time, I finally couldn't bear it and said to Ling Feiyan: "Feiyan Lingzun, are you looking in the direction of Tian Yuzong? We have been running non-stop in Xiaolang Village for a whole day, come and have a rest."

"That girl will wake up at any time." As if anticipating that Ling Feiyan would not follow the advice to come in and rest, Chuyi pointed to Lu Nianwei on the deck to remind Ling Feiyan to rest properly and maintain his strength.

"Flower demon puppet." Ling Feiyan corrected Chu Yi lightly, but he didn't move.

"Yes, yes, yes." The first pair of the same teacher, who was silent but serious, couldn't help but mutter, "It's a girl now, or a dead girl. After waking up, I will be a flower demon puppet." , will also attract the ancient flower demon. Feiyan Lingzun, you know the future of this matter, why don't you come in and rest, so as to preserve your energy. The flower demon is an ancient monster, so powerful. If that aunt... the flower demon puppet suddenly wakes up, and you just fell asleep standing up, then I can't subdue it with my superficial knowledge."

"I'm not tired." Ling Feiyan shook her head firmly, which was her most patient response to the noisy first day of junior high school.

On the first day of the junior high school, he knew that Ling Feiyan had always said what he said, so he stopped trying to persuade her.Waiting in this painting boat is also boring. Remembering that Ling Feiming told her to read more and learn more before leaving, she simply got up on the first day of junior high school to check on Lu Nianwei who had not moved at all, but became interested in Lu Nianwei's clenched right fist.

The tassels exposed outside are a bit scattered, and the cinnamon smells like a nose.

On the first day of Chu, he wanted to open Lu Nianwei's fist to find out, but as soon as she reached out to the corpse, Ling Feiyan cast a stern look with embarrassing eyes, and Chu had no choice but to give up.After going back and forth like this, she never touched Lu Nianwei's right hand.So on the first day of the new year, I sat back on the futon in the cabin.

In this way, the morning star rose in the distant sky after a long wait, and the chicken crowed in Sunan Prefecture.

Ling Feiyan walked into the cabin and patted Chu Yi on the shoulder.This is great, Chuyi was so frightened that his whole body trembled, he stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "The girl has woken up?!!"

After she took a closer look at the deck, she breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to Ling Feiyan, who was ashen-faced: "Feiyan Lingzun, you scared me to death. Didn't that girl die there well?"

"..." Ling Feiyan's face began to darken.

"Oh, okay, I was joking. I must have been too tired from the journey, and I just took a nap! Fortunately, Feiyan Lingzun was watching all the time, otherwise, if the flower demon puppet suddenly wakes up, just in time for me to sleep Delicious..." On the first day of the junior high school, she smiled embarrassedly, kicked the futon at her feet and walked to Lu Nianwei's corpse to relieve her embarrassment: "Oh, how can you say that the flower demon who planted the seeds for her is also an ancient demon, and his morals should not be low. , Why has it passed all night, and there is no sign of waking up. Could it be that this girl's physique was really good before she was alive?"

"Don't make a sound." Ling Feiyan interrupted Chuyi, and motioned her to look at the shore with his eyes.

On the shore, a small boat has entered the water, the cable is untied, and someone is about to paddle it.

"Someone is here!!!" The first day of junior high school was not very pleasant. Although the boat was rowing slowly, it was obvious that it was coming straight to the center of the lake.In this situation, even if Lu Nianwei's body did not wake up for a long time, she knew that she and Ling Feiyan could not stay here for a long time, so she asked Ling Feiyan, "Should we avoid it for a while? So as not to cause unnecessary trouble?"

Ling Feiyan nodded, and the two of them got out of the boat from the side of the boat with their backs to the boat. Under the cover of the morning fog on the lake, they returned to the shore of Miaolian Lake without a trace, and turned around to observe quietly.After the boat approached the boat, there was a startled cry from the center of the lake.

The tranquility of Miaolian Lake was broken in this way, and soon, the yamen guards came, the arresters came, half a hundred old people came, and young men came.

The third miss of the Lu family is dead.

Died on the boat, in the heart of Miaolian Lake, on a boat.

According to the young lady's wishes, the two servant girls should not bother Miss Nanqing when she arrives, and take her back to the residence at dawn.At dawn, the girls saw the painting boat parked quietly and steadily in the lake from far away on the shore.

Quiet, no wind on the lake.

Lu Nianwei was originally a sensible person, as long as she didn't have anything to do with Nan Qing.But once Nanqing was involved, she would lose her sense of control.So last night, for the first time because Nan Qing didn't return all night, something happened to Lu Nianwei, a big one.The two girls were so old that they set foot on the boat in a small boat, and when they saw Lu Nianwei, who was smiling and giving them silver taels when they said goodbye, but at this moment, Lu Nianwei, who had disappeared, first screamed in shock, then her brain went blank, her eyes turned black, and she almost fell into it. lake.

No matter how she shakes or calls, Lu Nianwei no longer answers.Her slack eyes were empty, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.There was no blood, no injury, and the body was not stiff, only the right hand was tightly clenched.

The servant girl didn't dare, and she didn't have to spread her palms to smell the elegant scent of osmanthus that permeated the breath of death.

Bold enough to look into the porch, the cups, tables and chairs are all the same, there is no mess in the slightest, and Nanqing is not seen, except for the moonlight night when the miss is dead, the boat is as normal as the silence after friends leave after drinking and talking.

The beauty is still the same, but it is so quiet that people are afraid.