After being dressed as the evil god

In the Li Mansion.

Li Chi withdrew his gaze from the causal line.

In his eyes, the world is divided into two parts, one side is the blue sky as ordinary people see, and the other side is the muddleheadedness shrouded in the vast fog.

Illusion, truth, falsehood, illusion.

On the one hand, the world is full of vitality, and the flow of death and business, life and death follow the Tao, and everything runs according to reason.

But shrouded in that thick fog, that way was also broken, and that principle was also distorted.There is reward but no reward, good turns to evil.

Li Chi closed his eyes, and the cause and effect that covered the world like a vast fog disappeared from his eyes.

Cause and effect, cause and effect, this is what this world looks like!

He has seen the other end of the causal line, saw Qingfu's actions, also looked into the causal line, and saw the intersection between himself and Qingfu before.

He didn't see anything wrong, but he felt complicated and unspeakable.

After pointing out the falsehood held by Qing Fu, he used his own divine power to wash away the resentment and attachment in her body, trying to make this suffering woman embark on a path of liberation.

But when the obsession with finding the son dissipated, so did Qing Fu's heart.

Now she takes resentment as her obsession, avoiding the worry of dissipating, but she has turned into a bitter ghost of resentment.

Karma and numerology, underworld reincarnation.

Why the previous god wanted to set up the underworld and suppress cause and effect, was clearly displayed in front of him.

The underworld should be established, but he must still be him.

Li Chi closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

It is normal for Qingfu to have hatred, and it is normal to condense grudges, but she has been trained by divine power, so she shouldn't have transformed into such a resentful ghost so quickly.

But Lichi couldn't see any problem from the causal line.

The nightmare of the nightmare and the resentment of Qingfu seem to be reasonable, but in the process of development, Lichi faintly feels that something is wrong.

These inappropriateness made Lichi uneasy.

He wants to find out the identity of the original body as soon as possible. Although he can understand the original god's wish and is willing to fulfill it if he has the ability, he must first ensure that this body can survive, and he himself is still he.

He needs strength enough to protect himself, his own strength.

Li Chi lowered his head and looked at the qin on his lap.

There are two roots of seven emotions, one for fear and one for sorrow.After absorbing Mochizuki's mourning, the string of mourning is a bit clearer and more solid than the string of fear.

In the trial of Mochizuki's plucking the strings, Lichi has come up with a new method of condensing the seven emotions, which only needs one of the seven emotions to attract each of the seven emotions.

The seven emotions of fear and sorrow are already available, Li Feng and Wei Qiuning still have a bond of love that can be picked, and there is a bond of joy between Meng Huai and Yu Jian, the god of Huai River, that will condense the future Ning, if you get the chance, maybe you can get it.

What is missing now are the three strings of anger, hatred, and desire.

The conditions for the birth of Qiqingyin are harsh and cannot be forced, it can only depend on chance.He can get three in a short period of time, which is already considered lucky.

Li Chi sorted it out, and there are only two things he can do next, one is to plan the cause and effect between Meng Huai and Yu Jian to condense the seven emotions, and the other is to continue to condense the three roots of the seven emotions that he has obtained. lead.

The former can only rely on himself, the latter... perhaps Ding Qin can help.

But Li Chi needs to find a way to get her the ability to induce Qiqing, he can use Qiqingyin to perform it himself, but this method cannot be taught to Ding Qin.

However, in Shuigu Town, there happens to be a ghost and god who is good at arousing the seven emotions with rhythm...

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In Shuigu Town.

Yu Jian leaned against the well, with one hand weakly pressed on the qin, and the other hand resting on the edge of the well, tapping her fingertips unconsciously.

"Even if you push this well platform out of the hole, it won't be able to play music." Meng Huai's voice came from the well.

Yu Jian snapped her fingers and said, "You are trapped in the well, now that you have hope of getting out, I'm not in a hurry."

Meng Huai seemed to be lazily turning over in the well: "I've been waiting for more than 2000 years, is it still a while? That god is not easy to impress, even if you worry about your brows here, you won't get a chance. How about Practice."

Yu Jian wanted to stare at him so much, but there was a deep well separating her, so Yu Jian just felt too lazy to expend such effort, so she closed her eyes and sat cross-legged.

He had just heard about the way out of the predicament at first, and was worried that the god would get tired of staying here and leave, and it would be difficult to find someone capable of dealing with Inoue's seal in the future.

But Meng Huai is not in a hurry, what is he in a hurry for?

It's better to practice, the big deal is to get through the [-] years.

Yu Jian was closing her eyes when she suddenly heard a sound of water coming from the well.He opened his eyes and heard Meng Huai say, "A guest is here."

The wind passes through the bamboo forest, and its air is clear.

A white-clothed scholar-like god walked out of the narrow path among the bamboos, and a fourteen or five-year-old girl walked in behind him, her eyes were black and white, vivid and clear.

The water vapor originally floating on the water cementing well suddenly rolled and condensed into a swimming dragon coiled in the clouds.

Lichi flicked his sleeves, and the bamboo leaves falling on the bluestone bricks swirled away with the wind, revealing a clean open space. After sitting down, he slightly raised his head and motioned: "This is my envoy, Ding Qin." Ding Qin also said his god name.

Ding Qin saluted, looked up at You Long and the ghost holding the piano by the well, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

Yu Jian suddenly felt a little guilty and embarrassed when she saw her.

After the nightmare-eating incident was over, the god never showed up. Presumably, he didn't want to deal with the Earth God and Chi Mako, but Meng Huai used the identity of this little girl to reveal it to Chi Mako.

Although this is not a big deal, there is always some suspicion of taking advantage of others.

What's more, Ding Qin has been traveling to and from Shuigu Town for a long time, but the gods brought her here at this time.Although the words of introduction were tinged with a smile, there seemed to be no deep meaning in the words.

Meng Huai didn't seem to notice it, and praised generously: "What a beautiful girl!"

Li Chi smiled, and calmly brushed off the matter, talking and laughing about other things.

In the past, Lichi came here to listen to the qin, but today Yu Jian didn't care to pluck the strings, and Lichi didn't mention it. The few people talked casually, but they also had a good time. From the sky to the sea, from ancient times to the present, they also discussed back on the piano.

At that time, people regarded Guqin as the most precious, and believed that its sound was elegant and charming, and it was regarded as the first of all musical instruments.

Yu Jian shook her head, with a look of disapproval.

Li Chi turned to look at him, and asked with a smile: "Daoist friend, do you have a different idea?"

Yu Jian said: "Although Jane was worshiped by later generations of qin masters because of her superb qin skills, she was able to incarnate ghosts and gods after death, but she doesn't think that qin is superior to other musical instruments."

"Why do you say that?" Ding Qin asked curiously.

"A musical instrument is always just an instrument. The level of music depends only on the player, not on the instrument. An unintentional musician will not be more elegant than the music played by the lute just because he plays the plucked music with the Guqin Pleasant. Although I am used to using the piano, I am not ignorant of other instruments. The same piece of music, if I play it on other instruments, will not be worse than the one I played on the piano. It is the musician who gives the music the spirituality, not the Musical instruments." Yu Jian replied.

"At that time people valued the Guqin, but when I was born as a human being, the status of a musician was not high, and could even be given as a gift among different countries. Nowadays, the Guqin is the most expensive, but the status of a musician who plays the Guqin is really Is it high? When I was a storyteller, I also met many luthiers who embraced guqin and sold their skills for a living. The so-called division of high and low by musical instruments, in my opinion, is just self-promotion by musical instruments."

Meng Huai Jingxia interjected: "In ancient times, mortals used the qin as an instrument for offering sacrifices to the heaven and the earth, so the qin was regarded as the most precious. Later, the sacrificial ceremony changed, and the status of the qin also fell. Not only the qin, but also the bells and drums... Which one has not been enshrined as a sacrificial vessel? The so-called high and low, but ordinary people hold it up and step on it. The great sound is so rare, the music of heaven and earth, is it played by some instrument?"

If Ding Qin realized something, she looked at Yu Jian and asked curiously: "I often hear God praise your qin sound, has your qin sound reached the level of great music and rare sound?"

Yu Jian shook her head: "I'm ashamed, that's an extremely high level, I'm still far away from that step, and now I've just reached the point where I can communicate my heart with the piano, and attract love with the sound."

Seeing Ding Qin's bright eyes and clear eyes, he was very curious about his piano sound. After talking for a long time at this time, his mood was relaxed and impetuous was gone, so he asked with a smile: "What do you want to hear? I can try to play a piece. "

Ding Qin's eyes lit up, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I met a friend. He was born in a difficult situation and had a simple mind. He was trapped in one side for a long time and had never seen anyone else. After accumulating for a long time, he finally broke through the predicament, but There are difficulties in addition to difficulties. Although the heart is not bad, but it has been suffering for a long time, and it is inevitable that there will be confusion between good and evil. Can you play a song for him?"

Yu Jian thought for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me more about it?"

Li Chi tapped his fingers on his knee and said, "I'll do it."

What Ding Qin said was wood. He has been lonely for a long time, and he was disgusted because of his ugly appearance.

The spiritual consciousness spread, and the clear air instantly spread all over the ground, steaming like fog, enveloping the entire bamboo forest.

The bluestone brick ground is transformed, the sound of bamboo branches shaking is transformed, and the blue sky is transformed into wind. From the water cementing the well in the center, a dark ground suddenly churned out. After the land opened up to a radius of ten feet, the edge sank. Soak in a pool of clear water.

Phosphorous light rises from the water, floats to the surface of the water little by little, and bursts into flashing rotten fireflies. The rotten fireflies stream light, and the sky darkens, becoming a vast but dark cave.

Although the scenery is beautiful, the breath is dead and silent. The beautiful and flowing rotten fireflies are just the metamorphosis of poisonous rhyme, not real living beings, and there is no trace of vitality.

But in this dead silence, there is a bit of vitality hidden, which has been worn away, but has not completely disappeared. Finally, in the unwilling obsession, it broke through the soil and sprouted, and a thin vine sprout grew.

There is no sun and moon in the cave, and time cannot be counted. However, when this thin vine finally sends itself from the abyss to the ground, who can not be touched?

The story of Mu Mu grows in the illusion of the gods. His joy and suffering, persistence and anger eventually fly away like those fireflies, and settle down to form a palm full of warm light.

The illusion dissipated, and there was another well and a half-ringed bamboo forest. The sound of the wind waking up the silence in the illusion.

Yu Jian lowered her eyes and pressed her fingers on the strings of the piano.His heart has been touched.

The sound of music is like water, flowing all over the ground, but the stone wall is trapped, so that the water is blocked and does not flow.

Collide, collide!The soft water breaks again and again on the hard stone, but how can the water stop?The stagnant water will eventually turn into a rotten pool, and only the flow will give birth to vitality!

The water is soft and invisible, but it gathers waves, and the waves are tough. The front wave breaks and then surges. It washes away the rock with its softness.

The sound of the piano is intense, and the grotto is broken!The waves gushed out, turned to gurgling, and flowed quietly under the sun, so the sound of the piano was also gentle and melodious.

The sound of Yu Jian's zither is like water, which circles nine times in circles, and may be depressed or worried about being polluted, but if his heart does not change, he can always cleanse the filth, keep it pure, and regain his high spirits.

A string is plucked, and the ending is eloquent, as if watching a trickle flow into a big river, rushing away and merging into the vast sea.

Ding Qin was in a daze for a long time, she tapped the magical technique on her fingertips, saved Yu Jian's piano sound, and forgot to take it back for a long time.

It's not just a nice qin sound, and it's not just the qin sound that touches the listener's emotions. Yu Jian's qin sound also contains his heart and his way.

After the lingering sound gradually dissipated, Li Chi opened his eyes: "Good song."

Yu Jian took a long breath. Although he was able to seduce people with joy before, he had never achieved this level of evangelism. Although it was not much, it was a rare improvement for him.

He sighed: "This song can only be born when the events and scenes are touching."

The wood was stacked with vines, and after tens of thousands of years, he finally climbed to the top of the cave and broke the cage. His tenacity fits Yu Jian's heart.

Before that, Yu Jian spent 400 years trying to save Meng Huai out of trouble, and he never changed his mind. If it wasn't for the appearance of Lichi, or the day when the faith was vain and the body of ghosts and gods collapsed, I'm afraid there would only be regrets, not regrets.

Mu Mu's situation of being trapped, the loneliness of longing for someone to know and befriend, using the illusion of the gods as a medium, moved Yu Jian's heart, and he suddenly realized that the hazy way accumulated in the piano art for many years broke through the obstacles in an instant, and reached a new level. layer.

"Enjoy your ears with music, move your emotions with music, and preach with music. You are already close to the third stage." Meng Huai said, sighing again, "It's a pity that there is no wine."

There is no way to have a banquet in the other well, and there is no wine for the wedding, so the taste is reduced by three points.

Li Chi smiled: "I have spirit wine, can Lord Long also drink it?"

"Please pour it into the well, I can drink it in my own way." Meng Huai said.

"Okay." Li Chi raised his arms, and a few wine gourds flew out of his sleeves, one fell in front of Yu Jian, and the other flew up to the mouth of the well. As soon as the plug was pulled out, the gourds tipped over, and the honey-colored wine fell into the well.

The well water swirled suddenly, leaving a hollow in the center of the vortex, and then the wine fell along it.

After a while, there was a sound of water coming from the well: "It smells like a monkey!"

Li Chi laughed.

There is wine and piano, and bamboo branches blow clouds.

When the gourd was about to be empty, Li Chi asked Yu Jian: "Fellow Taoist, can you teach others the method of attracting emotion with sound?"

Yu Jian nodded, his mind moved slightly, and he had a guess. He turned to look at Ding Qin.

Li Chi really asked about this because of Ding Qin, and wanted to ask Yu Jian to teach her.

Yu Jian had no choice but to nod in response.

Lichi relaxes.

If Ding Qin is to help him condense the seven emotions, the ability to arouse the seven emotions from the human heart is essential.

The seven emotions can only be condensed when they are strong and extreme, just like the strong emotions when you look at the moon for a long time and feel sad for the new moon, and then you first hear your belief.Excessively strong emotions will condense in the internal organs and hurt people's body and mind, so there are many people who become sick from worry and obsessed with ecstasy in the mortal world.

But if the strong seven emotions are forcibly pulled out, it will also hurt his body and mind. Only by drawing them out from the internal organs can they be re-condensed.

Before Lichi condensed Mochizuki's mourning, she first used the sound of the piano to draw out her inner mourning.But this method is based on the Yin of Seven Emotions, Ding Qin can't learn it, Yu Jian's Voice of Seven Emotions is his skill, no special assistance is needed, but Ding Qin can learn it.

After deciding on this matter, when the wine in the gourd was exhausted, Li Chi took Ding Qin and left.

Yu Jian supported her arms at the mouth of the well, tilted her head and asked, "Why don't you ask God of Lichi?"

Meng Huai wanted something from Li Chi, but he didn't have the chance to make it.Just now Li Chi asked him to teach Ding Qin, isn't it the best time.

A sigh came from the well, and Meng Huai said, "Isn't that a deal, and there is suspicion of forcing people to agree with conditions?"

Yu Jian was taken aback for a moment before realizing it.He has been a ghost and a god for a long time, and he seldom deals with people, but he has forgotten all of these.

Meng Huai smiled lazily and didn't say much.

If you make a request now, it becomes a transaction, and if you make a request in the future, it is a favor.

Even if it is rejected, the latter has much better leeway.

He has lived a long life, and Yu Jian's practice is on the right track, so there is no need to rush.

……

At the same time, another place in Shuigu Town, Mochizuki is impatient.

Shangshen had already said not to contact her in advance, so she would listen, but for hundreds of years, she always thought that Shuoyue was dead, and now she suddenly learned that she was still alive, how could Mochizuki still stay here?

She won't get in touch with Shuoyue in advance, she just wants to see if Shuoyue is doing well, and wait for the opportunity near her.She wanted to be reunited with her as soon as they could meet each other.

Mochizuki left a message for Yun's family, and gave Yunling some advice.She had asked the Earth God to take care of the Yun family during her absence.Although the Earth God is busy and cannot live in the Yun Family Shrine for a long time like her, and take care of it all the time, if the Yun Family has something to do, they will go to the Earth Temple to pray, and the Earth God will definitely not ignore it.

After the matter of the Yun family was settled, Mochizuki left.

Although Yunling felt reluctance in her heart, she was also happy for Mochizuki.

At night, she lay down on the bed and was about to fall asleep. The medicine bag next to the bed had a faint fragrance, and she had a good night's dream.

Yunling gradually fell asleep, and when she was sleeping peacefully, a thunderous dog barking suddenly exploded in her dream.