Hot as China, cold as snow

The old woman agreed repeatedly, and hurried to light the fire that had been extinguished, and reheat the hot porridge.

The beggar sat next to Liu Moran very consciously: "You are so kind. If you want to survive in this society, you will be eaten by people sooner or later. There will be no scum left."

"What do you want to follow me all the time?"

"I don't have money to eat, why don't you treat me to porridge!"

"Why should I invite you to dinner?"

"I helped you out of the siege in the morning. This king tiger is a gangster outside the holy city, and he has never done anything bad. I can see that with your martial arts, it is easy to kill them, but you didn't You cared about their lives and showed mercy, which shows that you are a good person, and a good person will definitely help poor people like me."

Liu Moran knew that he was rich, so he agreed: "If you can keep up with me, your martial arts are inferior. With such kung fu, no matter what you want to do, you won't be able to become what you are now. You must be so familiar with this place. Have you been in the holy city for a long time?"

At this time, the old woman filled two bowls of porridge and put them on the table tremblingly.

The beggar-like man smiled: "Then I think you are a newcomer who doesn't understand the rules of the Holy City. Where did you come from?"

"I'm asking you." Liu Moran stared at this man's eyes, feeling very strange.

But the man smashed his mouth: "It's delicious!" He put down the bowl and walked with strange but familiar steps, leaving a sentence: "It's good for yourself."

This footwork is clearly the martial arts method of the Ziwei clan.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Liu Moran hurriedly stood up and chased after him, there were still people there.

In the center of the holy city, the night is the busiest when the buildings are full of flowers. If you are lucky to come here at night, you can see Qingling playing the piano here.Qingling's piano sound is the most famous in the entire holy city.When he was in a good mood, he would play the piano at Huamanlou at night. How many people in this world came here just to hear Qingling play a piece of money.

At night, when the lights were brightly lit like daytime, Liu Moran brought the red fox Hua Xi to Huamanlou. He heard that today Qingling played the piano on stage, and Huamanlou was much more lively than usual.

Liu Moran found a corner with few people, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a hunched figure, who passed by very familiarly, isn't it the beggar he met in the daytime by looking at the clothes?How could a beggar come to such a place, and no one would let him in.Liu Moran saw that it was still early and Qingling's performance would not start, so he chased after her.The beggar jumped over the courtyard wall swiftly and entered the inner room.

"Mr. Qingling, you are back. Otherwise, I will say that you are not here again after playing the music for a while. If you keep breaking your promise, those who just want to listen to the son's song will be disappointed. Their disappointment is small. Your reputation is great." A maid kept complaining beside her.

"Okay, didn't you come back?" Liu Moran hid in the dark and saw that the beggar flicked the dirt off his body, changed into plain clothes, and put a thin mask on his face to cover his invisible eyes. With an ugly face, he tied his hair again: "Just call me when the time comes."

"I've never seen someone like you." Qing Ling's masked face was unusually handsome, he squinted, and the little girl Xing'er blushed immediately: "Got it, my lord."

Liu Moran was really taken aback by this Qingling, he really never thought that the ugly beggar he saw for the first time would be the well-known musician Qingling.He withdrew slowly and returned to the side of the stage. He wanted to see if this Qingling was really as proficient in playing music as the legend said.

Soon Qingling was dressed in plain clothes, with a white gauze on her face, slowly walked up to the high platform, and sat down beside Fengweiqin.He plucked the strings lightly, and only three or two sounds brought people to the land of high mountains and flowing water. It was slow and soothing, like the sound of gurgling water. Dancing to the melody.The tunes are getting faster and faster, and the techniques are getting more and more complicated.I don't know when I walked from the side of the gurgling stream to the side of the waterfall. The water is rushing and the wind is violent. It seems that thousands of dust are rolled up, and thousands of horses are galloping.

This song is indeed a good song that hits people's hearts directly, but such a turbulent river and such a tight tone disturb the calm lake of the heart. The melody is interspersed with the manic voice, which sounds very discordant and abrupt at first glance.The sound of the piano paused, but then continued, listening carefully to the galloping horses gradually coming to an end, gradually calmed down by the melodious sound of the flute, and the sun was warm.One piano and one flute, the ensemble of the two is the only perfect combination of the two, just like the sunset, thousands of birds return to the forest, everyone returns home, and slowly return to silence, just like the beginning of the piano music.

Qingling picked up the last string, and the string broke with a 'Zheng', and a drop of blood flew out from between her fingers.

The people who were listening to the music were already stunned, and they gave way one after another.It wasn't until the strings broke and the sound of the flute stopped that the audience was silent for a moment before there was endless applause and discussions among the crowd.

Qingling on the high platform stood up and said loudly: "This friend, can you come up and talk."

"I have long heard that Mr. Qingling has a first-class piano sound, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation. There is absolutely no reason to refuse the invitation of Mr. Qingling."

"I, Qingling, haven't broken the strings for many years. Today, the strings must have met Zhiyin. This friend, Qingling will definitely not get drunk with you today." Qingling turned around through several layers of gauze curtains. Hold the broken piano and leave.Not long after, a little maid walked up to Liu Moran: "Young master, please follow me." Liu Muran recognized that this girl was the star beside Qing Ling.

Qingling sat in front of the broken qin, but didn't play the qin.Seeing Liu Moran coming, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Liu Moran. I think we met today."

Qingling raised her head, with a sly look in her eyes: "Yes! Wasn't it just now?"

"You know I'm talking about today's day."

"Young master Liu, Qingling doesn't know what you mean?"

"If the people in the holy city know that Qingling is a completely disfigured person, how should they feel? The musician they pursue every night is a beggar on the side of the road during the day, and he has an ugly face."

Qingling lightly plucked the strings twice, and the crisp sound was out of tune: "Do you think they will believe what you said? Liu Moran, what are you here for? Money? Unlike; Rights? Step into politics; then you're trying to make a name for yourself, and I have to admit it's an excellent way. But you're making a big mistake."

"I never think that I, Liu Moran, made any mistakes. I can see that you are also a person with a story. You are from the Ziwei clan."

Qingling's gentle sound of the qin continued, even the qin without strings can play a tune, a tune that is not affected by any mood: "I never expected to meet you so soon."

"Your song hides sadness."

"You understood my piece." Qingling stopped playing the piano, and looked straight at Liu Moran.

Liu Moran smiled and nodded: "You can take the veil off, I've even seen your true face, and you still wear the veil like this in front of me, how can you drink for a while! It's not what you said about being drunk."

Qingling said seriously: "What are you drinking? For the sake of your understanding of my music, I advise you to leave immediately and make up for your mistakes. You are going to be in great trouble." Seeing that Liu Moran did not speak, If you don't believe me, he said again: "You know that I am from the Ziwei clan, so you and I should be clear about the Ziwei clan's affairs! Why are you so bold and dare to take out the secret treasure sapphire under the eyes of everyone? The flute came and played such an astonishing piece of music. Before tomorrow, this matter will have to be spread all over the country."

"That's what I want."

"You want this effect?" Qing Ling frowned and thought for a while: "I heard you talk about drinking porridge today, and you are looking for someone here. Is it possible that you want to tell the person you are looking for, your news?" He met Liu Nodding silently, he admitted and said, "You are stupid, have you ever thought about doing this? That person is not the only one who knows you are here. Do you know that you came from Cangqiong Mountain, and someone wanted you to take the secret treasure sapphire flute from you?" , and the elders of the Ziwei clan."

"I know, but now I just want to find the cold black blade."

Qingling shook his head: "How long have you been looking for him, but has he ever looked for you? Do you know that since you appeared in this space, you have already attracted the attention of thousands of people, and you have become famous, Ziwei The ancestral clan of the Ziwei clan. Liu Moran, on this land, the people of the Ziwei clan are all over the country. With this blue hair, no one from the Ziwei clan will not know you. If he has the heart, you don’t need to find him at all, he will listen Hearing your news, I will go to Cang Qiong Mountain to look for you, but he didn't, which means that you don't even want to see you if you want to meet someone, what a foolish behavior you are to expose yourself to him!"

Liu Moran really didn't think that there was such a possibility, and immediately argued: "It's impossible for him not to look for me, there must be a reason."

"I think you'd better leave before Tong Shen finds you."

"Why are you always rushing to drive me away? Is it because you are afraid that I will hurt you! I, Liu Moran, have seen your kung fu during the day today. It is not something ordinary people have, nor is it something that ordinary Ziwei people can learn. If I hadn't guessed Wrong, you came down from Cangqiong Mountain. Why is it possible that you are a traitor of the Ziwei clan and dare not meet the elders, and you are also afraid of meeting the traitor Tong Shen."

Qing Ling hurriedly stood up and questioned: "What nonsense are you talking about? You took the secret treasure of the Ziwei clan. If I don't tie you up and give it to the patriarch, you should thank me. You don't know what to do!"

Liu Moran also stood up with a smile, and took out the sapphire flute in front of Qingling: "You have seen the sapphire flute, and you have no intention of taking it. You have always helped me, but you have avoided the Ziwei clan, what are you afraid of?"

"That's out of your control." Qingling lowered her head to hide the expression on her face under the shadow of the light: "Okay! If you want to stay, you can stay. It's your own decision anyway, so don't regret it." Turning around Leaving, turning his back to Liu Moran when he was at the door, he said, "Anyway, I've never tried to partner with anyone, why don't I try the piano and flute with you."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll hurt you?" Liu Moran looked at Qingling who was standing at the door and asked, but Qingling only left him a back view.