The long love of the ancient sword

Jiangnan, Jiangdu.

At this time, it is the good season of Yangchun and March. The severe cold and snow-like scenery in winter have long been replaced by the vibrant green spring.

Jiangdu River embraces Wu and Chu and connects the Central Plains, borders the East China Sea and accepts Dachuan, Jianghuai and Yishusi run through east and west, the ancient Grand Canal runs through north and south, Taihu Lake is a bright pearl in the south, and Hongze is surrounded by mirrors in the north.With the warming of the climate, the broad river surface produces the "Four Fresh Foods of the Yangtze River" such as puffer fish, shad, saury, and yuhui fish, as well as fish, shrimp, crab, and lotus root that are abundant in the depths of lakes and rivers with a depth of more than 20 mu. It has become a must-have fresh aquatic product on the cargo ships of merchants who have been waiting for a long time.Jiangdu people are good at cooking, and the Jiangdu-style dishes they make are detailed, so that tourists who come here admiringly from afar can't help but feast on their mouths after their index fingers move.

As the most famous place of romance and moon in Jiangdu, Huamanlou has allowed many local Jiangdu talents and some merchants who came to travel to try new things, while enjoying the beautiful scenery of Jiangdu's sea and sky and the fresh seafood delicacies, they enjoyed a whole day. An audio-visual feast in January.

Jinniang, the current head of Huamanlou, has been counting the vain money recently, smiling sweetly when dreaming in the middle of the night.

"My old lady is really discerning!"

Jin Niang, who hides behind the scenes and takes care of the overall situation, looks at the girl sitting on the stage behind the screen in a plain gauze dress with a slender figure, only revealing her fibrous hands, plucking the lyre and wearing a light yellow power hat, and listening to the audience. Watching this rare fairy music in the world, the romantic talents and the big businessmen who were almost enticed to her, made her already mature and enchanting charm undiminished, and her face exuded a kind of gorgeous brilliance.

We must let this God of Wealth stay for a while longer!

Looking at the buff figure who walked towards the back hall immediately after the song ended, the shrewd businessman's nature made Jin Niang's heart crackle again.

With her eyes signaling the two little maids who were planning to go to the charming guest room to wait for orders to retreat, Jinniang walked in with a warm smile, swaying her body and slowly following the slim figure.

"Excuse me, Miss Chu."

Since the girl who entered the house did not close the door, and because she was the "landlord", Jinniang directly entered the house after she informed her.

But I saw that the girl had already taken off the hat she wore on her head, revealing a face of about 20 years old in full bloom.

This is a typical girl's face.

The small and elegant heart-shaped face is inlaid with a pair of crystal clear apricot pupils, the soft yet heroic crescent eyebrows, the straight and delicate bridge of the nose, and the pink and moist cherry lips are only slightly parted, and the white jade teeth like shellfish can be vaguely seen. Shining brightly.

But the most beautiful thing about her is the gentle waves in those dark purple pupils, like countless rippling clear waters in spring, expressing the splendor of spring.

But what makes Jinniang feel contradictory and contrary is that even though the girl in front of her is full of youthfulness, Jinniang, who has read thousands of sails, can feel the experience and vicissitudes of a mature woman from the expression on the girl's eyebrows.

Jinniang knows that the girl comes from a sect of cultivating immortals, but no matter how much she cultivates, she is still not a fairy. She has never met a cultivator, and even one of them is her best friend. Cultivating immortals can make people cleanse their tendons and cut their marrow, giving others a temperament-life experience But it is not something that cultivating immortals can bring.

The sect of cultivating immortals, especially Jin Niang, who is as young as the girl in front of her, has seen a lot of junior disciples. These disciples who were sent down the mountain by the elder masters to purchase, eliminate demons or practice, are either ignorant, innocent or just A lofty appearance that can't bear the mortal world... In short, he is a rookie who doesn't understand the hearts of the world!

How can the life experience endowed by the passage of time be simply summed up by the word Xiuxian?

For example, the girl in front of me is very humane, smiling and listening attentively, as if she can say anything, but what she says is impeccable, and her tone of voice is tactful, which is no worse than her piano music just now.

"Now," I saw the smiling white fingertips at the corner of the girl's mouth lightly wrapping around a strand of hair hanging on her chest, "I have repaid Jinniang's gift of medicine to me!"

The tone was quite joyful, revealing a faint sense of relief.

"Ah……"

Even though her heart was unhappy because of the girl's words, Jin Niang still felt amused by the silliness she showed at this time - she had never seen a girl so relaxed after a month of acquaintance, presumably in this month's time It made her very nervous.

That's the only way to look like a woman of her age!

Hmm... I think when they first met, although the little girl was not very enthusiastic, she still sincerely expressed that she would repay her "the grace of giving medicine"...

No wonder, who let people know that her professional identity is a bustard and her office is a place of fireworks.

But the sigh is the sigh, today's business still needs to be done quickly.

"Jinniang has something to ask..."

The acquaintance between Jinniang and the girl surnamed Chu originated from the waterway when she returned to the capital by boat from the capital a month ago.

That was probably the only time in Jinniang's life that she was lucky enough to see the scene of a cultivator eliminating demons.

A fierce and violent fish-shaped monster covered with icy scales, a huge body of sufficient size, roaring and angry roaring, the panicked passengers of the passenger ship on the river that was unfortunately affected by it, and... the heroic and heroic girl with a sword in a fierce battle.

Maybe it's because I've never seen a sword fairy who is slaying demons, or maybe I've never seen such a unique and astonishing Hua Mulan... Anyway, the blood-stained girl in the blue and white Taoist robe in front of me caused a lot of excitement. It aroused Jinniang's interest.

The fairy demeanor of a young girl is very similar to the only close friend Jinniang knows who cultivates immortals.However, in this similar demeanor, the young girl seems to have an essential difference from Jin Niang's young man who often wears an apricot-yellow Taoist robe...

It gave Jinniang an urge to explore.

However, the impulsiveness was only temporary after all, because what surprised Jinniang even more was yet to come.

When the girl who had fought a dangerous battle with the monster landed on the passenger ship and walked slowly towards the frightened passengers, she saw several stains on the girl's elegant blue and white Taoist robe. When her eyes were bright red, Jinniang unexpectedly handed a white porcelain bottle that she kept close to her to the girl.

What was contained in the porcelain bottle was made by her friend who is good at refining pills for her, and it was a rare life-saving medicine in the cultivation world.

There are only three in total.

"Thank you."

A look of surprise flashed across the girl's eyes.

But she was only slightly taken aback, and reached out to take the porcelain bottle that Jin Niang handed over, poured out one, twitched the tip of her nose slightly, and put it into her mouth.

This subtle little action made Jinniang's evaluation of the girl even higher.

If she took the medicine rashly, it would be a kind of imprudent credulity in terms of her and the situation she first met; embarrassing...

And the detail that she sniffed lightly after being slightly stunned is a manifestation of the girl's humaneness and practice, and it also inadvertently revealed her dabbling in the elixir—the ingredients in the ready-made medicine pills are not just random. sniff out...

But then the girl's words made Jin Niang, a shrewd businessman, very unhappy.

"My lord, Chu Changyi, thank you Madam for giving me the medicine."

The life-saving medicine given to me by my best friend, I only got a cautious "grace of giving medicine" from others!

Jinniang couldn't help but sigh greatly in her heart that she lost a lot this time.

People who practice Taoism are also too cautious about the theory of cause and effect!

Caution is necessary, and no matter whether it is done before or after the fact, she is indeed right in saying "the grace of giving medicine".

Gently took a sip of tea, calmly touched a little thing hidden in the hair that was sleeping soundly, Chang Yi, who had been down the mountain for three years, thought leisurely.

That's right, the woman in plain clothes playing the piano in Huamanlou, Jinniang's gift of medicine is Chu Changyi.

Although the demon removal on the river that day was quite traumatic, it was not a fatal injury, and she could fully recover to her peak level after two or three months of cultivation at most.The medicine that Jin Niang gave was indeed a life-saving panacea...but for Chang Yi at that time, this pill was just icing on the cake, not a gift in the snow.

Naturally, Chang Yi could only accept her "gift of giving medicine".

In this section, she didn't feel that she owed Jinniang anything.

So after hearing about Jinniang's begging, Chang Yi didn't agree quickly.

Come to Huamanlou to perform once a week?

Hearing Jinniang's request, Chang Yi couldn't help laughing even though he knew that Jinniang's reason for donating the medicine was not so pure, even though he understood the profit-seeking nature of businessmen.

Once a week means at least four times a month, so she is not really a girl singing on stage at Huamanlou?

Although she, Chu Changyi, has no idea of ​​being inferior to these poor women who have fallen into brothels, after all, she still lives in this world of mortals and is restricted by the rules of the world—in case she is bumped into by a sect of cultivating immortals and recognized, Kunlun Do you want to lose the face of the number one sect of cultivating immortals in Shantianyong City?

But... there is still a middle way, just repay Jinniang's not completely pure but real sincerity at the beginning, and her conscience that has not been wiped out after being trapped in a brothel!

Chang Yi, who tapped her red lips with her finger, smiled slightly, and suddenly had an idea in her heart.

In the afternoon of the second day, before it was time to play the piano on weekdays, Huamanlou was crowded inside and outside by flamboyant, talented, private and wealthy businessmen, far exceeding the per capita traffic at the busiest time in January.

Because earlier yesterday, Jin Niang from Huamanlou had let out the rumor that the beautiful woman who played here for some reason was about to leave here, and today was the last time she played in Huamanlou.And the piano music she played in the past will be handed over to the other girls in Huamanlou, in order to thank everyone for supporting her this month...

As for today's last song, the beautiful woman will not only play the new song, but also compose a song as a farewell gift.

Thus appeared, the current grand occasion of a building full of flowers and a sea of ​​people.

"Cut..." Standing tall and graceful in the piano pavilion, still glancing at the noisy downstairs with the long memory of Mi Li, he couldn't help but hum softly, "Men's inferiority... is the same in ancient and modern times!"

The voice was rather indignant, but it made Jin Niang, who was used to the precocious demeanor of young girls, feel that the young girl in her current demeanor was very cute.

But right now it's business.

"Cough cough," Jin Niang coughed lightly and reminded, "Miss Chu, it's almost time—"

Chang Yi nodded, gathered his wide sleeves, and sat down in front of the piano case.

In order to achieve a visually shocking effect once and for all, she changed the plain clothes she was used to wearing in January today, and put on the incomparable blue and white Taoist clothes of the Qionghua School—anyway, the Qionghua School has fallen for hundreds of years, and the world has long forgotten this. A sect of cultivating immortals.

"..."

The sound of strings being plucked from the piano pavilion made the noisy Huamanlou quickly quiet down.

"Lin Hua thanked Chun Hong too hastily..."

The curling sound of the piano sounded slowly under this quiet flow that suppressed enthusiasm.

"Lin Hua thanked the spring red too hastily, helplessly, the cold rain came and the wind came late,

MONPALAMONPALAMONPALA...

How many dreams are filled with the waves of the river, who knows the ups and downs of the mind.

MONPALAMONPALAMONPALA...

Tears of rouge, staying drunk with each other, how long will it be heavy, since people grow up and hate water and long east,

Rouge tears, stay drunk, how long will it be heavy, naturally people will grow up and hate water for a long time.

Lah... People grow up and hate water and Changdong...

Lin Hua thanked the spring red too hastily, helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening,

MONPALAMONPALAMONPALA...

How many dreams are filled by the waves of the river, who knows the ups and downs of the mind,

MONPALAMONPALAMONPALA...

Small buildings in the east and small buildings in the west, the old dream, staring at the flowers in which year the flowers are red,

Small buildings in the east and small buildings in the west, the old dream, staring at the flowers when they are red.

Lah... People grow up and hate water and grow east..."

Looking at the benefactors of all kinds who are mesmerized by Qin You, and Chang Yi's melodious singing that seems to be sighing slowly, Jin Niang can't help but sigh the girl's ability to grasp the helpless mood of life in this song.

The spring red is too hasty... People grow up and hate water and Changdong...

It not only has the lament of the perishable youth of a girl, but also expresses the unfulfilled ambition of a young man...

I can't blame the girls upstairs and the men downstairs listening so mesmerized.

The sound of the zither in the dusty fate, the moon is bright and the waves are clear.When people were happy and relaxed, a breeze rose and fell in their ears.There are strings of piano sounds from afar, melodious and melodious, but a kind of emotional charm is soul-stirring.Although the sound of the piano is like a complaint, all the quietest time, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance are slowly flowing.And the sound of the piano is like a complaint, after a thousand sails have passed, the years have clarified the heart, and it is when the body is separated from the sea, all the magnificence is precipitated.After understanding, a calm and flexible heart is buried under each note.

"what!"

At the end of the song, a beautiful blue and white streak suddenly floated out of the piano pavilion, stepped on a flying sword and flew away.

"It really is a fairy!"

"No wonder this song has such a ethereal feeling!"

Many talented people inside and outside Huamanlou were shaking their heads and sighing almost in unison.

At the same time, in a restaurant not far from Huamanlou, a young man in an apricot-yellow Taoist uniform and sitting on the railing looked up at the direction where the girl Yujian was going away, and a gentle smile with an inexplicable meaning surfaced. The face of the young man is as gentle as jade.

The author has something to say: Our daughter also learns from all the time-traveling predecessors, and she has a singing voice!

The bustard of Huamanlou: Jin Niang