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In the early summer of April, the lush green trees sway in the breeze.

Sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves, mottled like a halo.The halo is soft and warm, sprinkled on the blue and clear water, making this exquisite three-masted ship on the sea a little more youthful and agile.

On the deck of the three-masted ship lay a young man with handsome features.The man had a straight nose, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and thin lips because of the slight upward curvature of the mouth, which dissipated the part of the coldness brought by the deep facial features, and replaced it with an elegant, free and easy style.

This person has superb lightness skills and first-rate stealing skills, and he is Chu Liuxiang, who is well-known in the world.At this moment, he was raising his hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight, half-closed his eyes, and basked in the sun very comfortably.

At this time, a young woman dressed in red walked onto the deck slowly. Somehow, she thought of something, and a charming smile appeared on the woman's face.

When Chu Liuxiang heard the crisp laughter, she put down her hands, and lazily raised her eyelids: "It's Miss Li Hongxiu, Song Tian'er is not with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tian'er in blue came out of the cabin, "Who are you talking about?"

"You are not quiet for a moment." Chu Liuxiang accepted the words with a smile, then patted her side, "Come here and lie down and bask in the sun."

"No, I'm bored to death." Song Tian'er pouted and refused.

"That's really a pity," Chu Liuxiang shook his head with admiration, "Just now I seem to see a person here, a person you most want to see."

When Song Tian'er heard this, she immediately ran to Chu Liuxiang's side: "Who?"

Chu Liuxiang blinked her eyelashes slightly, deliberately pretending to be closed: "...you say in today's world, who plays the piano the best? Who paints the best? Who writes poems that make people ecstasy?"

"It's Miao Seng Wu Hua!" Song Tian'er excitedly grabbed Chu Liuxiang's arm. She looked around but saw no one, so she hurriedly asked, "Did you really see him? Where is he?"

Chu Liuxiang heard the words, but didn't answer immediately. He put his hand to his lips and coughed gently when he met Song Tian'er's expectant eyes.

Seeing this, Li Hongxiu smiled and shook his head, "He's been lying here basking in the sun, how could he see someone?"

At this time, Song Tian'er also reacted: "You lied to me?" She frowned, and said angrily: "Well, you Chu Liuxiang! Have you never seen Wuhua before!"

Chu Liuxiang nodded, but quickly shook her head again.

Seeing this, Song Tian'er couldn't help rolling her eyes: "What do you mean? Have you ever seen Wuhua?"

Chu Liuxiang didn't answer, recalling the first meeting in Yuexia a month ago, Chu Liuxiang himself couldn't tell whether he had seen Wuhua or not.

Because at that time, he didn't see Wu Hua's face, and they didn't communicate with each other. What caught his eyes was the leaving figure of the white-robed monk.

But even though it was just a back view, it left a deep impression on Chu Liuxiang's heart.There is no other reason, there are too many descriptions about Wuhua in the world.

He is a famous scholar in Buddhism, the number one master of Shaolin generation.

Almost all compliments can be used on him.

Because of this, it is inevitable that Chu Liuxiang is somewhat interested in Wu Hua, who is called the Seven Wonderful Monks by everyone.

Song Tian'er sat beside Chu Liuxiang, resting her chin in one hand, and said with a sullen expression, "When will I see Wuhua?"

Chu Liuxiang joked, "I will see you anyway."

As he said so, he never expected that in less than half a month, he would meet the seven wonderful monks who are so gorgeous in the world on the West Lake...

On this day, Chu Liuxiang pretended to be Zhang Xiaolin and was being hunted down by Yidianhong.When the two were circling around the lakeshore, they only heard a "Zheng", and suddenly there was a sound of piano.

The sound of the zither is undoubtedly wonderful, passionate and deep. When it surrounds the air, it is like the roar of the pine wind, and it is like the sound of clanging iron drums on the battlefield. There was a cold and desolate chill.

Dian Hong's life experience is miserable and his heart is extreme. When he heard the sound of the piano, he couldn't control himself.The strength of the attack also became more and more fierce with the rhythm of the piano sound.

Chu Liuxiang had no choice but to introduce this little red, who seemed to be fascinated by the sound of the piano, into the lake, so as to weaken the sharp and extraordinary killing intent of the little red sword.

Relying on his agile speed and agility in the water, Chu Liuxiang quickly tapped a little red acupuncture point, and then threw a little red ashore.

But after stopping a little red, Chu Liuxiang did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned around and performed wonderful lightness kung fu, stepping lightly on the calm and calm water, causing shallow ripples, and quickly moved towards the sound of the piano. Fly in the direction you came from.

There is no other reason.

Chu Liuxiang felt that there was only one person who could play such wonderful zither sounds in today's world, and that was Wuhua, one of the seven wonderful monks in Shaolin.

Last time, he failed to see Wu Hua's true face, now, since he happened to meet her, why would he not greet her?

Thinking of this, Chu Liuxiang's speed became even faster while his clothes were flying.

Not long after, on the misty lake, he saw the wonderful Shaolin monk whom Song Tianer misses so much.

I saw a young monk in white robes sitting cross-legged on a lone boat not far away.The bright moonlight shone on the young monk's face, his face was as calm as water, and the pair of pupils under his straight eyebrows were like the vast starry sky in the dark night, clear and empty.

Chu Liuxiang has seen countless beauties, but this is the first time she lost her mind for a moment just because of a person's appearance.And this person is still a man, a Buddhist layman.

He thought that Wuhua could become a world-renowned wonderful monk, and apart from his talent, he must have a good appearance, but he didn't expect that the other party's appearance was a hundred times more beautiful than he thought.

Under the stars and the moon, the monk in white has exquisite and perfect facial features, with a straight nose, red lips and white teeth. There is no flaw in every frame, and he is even more beautiful than a woman.

But his beauty does not make people feel feminine, on the contrary, it reveals an elegant and gentle demeanor, like a piece of ancient jade that is not stained with dust, or like a fairy descending from the clouds, elegant and cool.

Chu Liuxiang watched carefully, until the sound of the piano turned suddenly, and a sharp gust of wind rushed towards him along with the sound of the piano, then he reacted, quickly turned over to dodge the attack, and then flew, and landed on the ground On this lonely boat.

Chu Liuxiang shook the water droplets from her hair, wiped off the mask on her face, threw it into the lake, and looked at the monk in white with a smile on her face: "Playing the piano under the moon is really elegant."

In fact, Chu Liuxiang could have known the world as Zhang Xiaolin, but inexplicably, Chu Liuxiang didn't want to put on a face that didn't belong to him in front of the monk in white.

He wanted Wuhua to see his true self.

"Chu Liuxiang, it's better to see once than to hear a hundred times. The master is indeed very handsome." Chu Liuxiang greeted him first.

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong stopped playing the piano, raised her eyelids and looked at the well-known young ranger in Jianghu, "Chu Liuxiang?" He said the name in a calm and indifferent tone, but because of the clear The warm voice is particularly pleasant.

He is good-looking, has a good voice, and more importantly, is full of talent.Chu Liuxiang felt that the young monk in front of him might be the most perfect existence among the people he had ever seen.

"Master is playing the piano here alone. The mist on the lake is misty and the moon is clear and bright. Don't you mind sharing it with several people?" Although Chu Liuxiang said so, he sat down on the bridge very familiarly.

Even when Fu Zhenhong turned his eyes to him because of his actions, he smiled, then took a jug of wine from his waist, held it in his hand and gently raised it towards Fu Zhenhong, with all manner With a kind of free and easy.

Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly, seeing how straightforward and unrestrained he was, a very gentle smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she continued to play the piano.

But this time, the sound of the piano changed into a melodious and gentle tune. Ding Dong's melody is graceful and clear, like the faint ripples caused by the breeze blowing on the water, as if it can dispel all the anxiety in people's hearts.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help closing her eyes and listening, until the end of the song, she opened her eyes and praised with a smile: "Master's piano music is unique in the world."

"Thanks to Xiangshuai's praise," Fu Zhenhong said with a faint smile, "Since you already know my identity, just call me Huahua."

Chu Liuxiang nodded: "Tonight I can share the same boat with Wuhua, I'm afraid it will make countless women envious again." After he finished speaking, he blinked, and the smile on the corner of his lips grew stronger.

But Fu Zhenhong said: "Compared to the reputation of the young master stepping on the moon and leaving a fragrance, I am just a child of a layman, so I can't afford such an excuse."

Hearing the words, Chu Liuxiang raised her handsome eyebrows, and asked teasingly: "Wuhua, are you complimenting me or hurting me?"

Fu Zhenhong threw the question back: "Xiang Shuai thinks... Am I a compliment or a loss?"

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing, "It's a compliment, but it's also a loss."

Fu Zhenhong smiled lightly and didn't intend to speak any more.

Chu Liuxiang didn't want the exchange between the two to end like this, so he stood up and walked towards the monk in white.As the distance got closer, Fu Zhenhong could smell the fragrance of Chu Liuxiang's body, which was the smell of tulips.

As for Chu Liuxiang, Chu Liuxiang has no sense of smell, but he likes the elegant fragrance very much. He thought that Wuhua's body must have a fragrance as faint as a lotus.This smell should not be strong, it is elegant and peaceful, and the moist things pour into the tip of the nose like a sound, which will make people feel a kind of elegance and gentleness that completely relaxes the body and mind.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but looked at the white-clothed monk again. There was a very special air of emptiness about Wuhua, and when people approached him, they would subconsciously put away complicated thoughts, lest the filth and calculations of this world would contaminate him. on him.

Not only that, but there is an attractive magic about him.

It is difficult for people to pay attention to other existences where he appears.Chu Liuxiang's gaze shifted from Wuhua's face to his hands resting on the lyre. The bones were clear, fair and slender, like the most exquisite artwork.

Subconsciously, Chu Liuxiang compared these hands with the hands of those beauties he had seen in memory, and finally found that no one's hands could compare with the catkin that caught his eyes at this moment.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help thinking, what kind of elegance would such a pair of beautiful hands be like when they were slowly moving the crystal-clear beads?

Obviously he originally planned to find a topic, but he didn't expect to forget to speak because of the look in his eyes.He didn't react until the owner of these hands made a sound.

"Xiang Shuai is interested in this lyre?