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"Yueling!" A boy patted a girl hiding behind a tree vigorously, and the girl was startled, "Ouch!"

"Zisheng, you!" The girl named Yueling looked angry. "What's wrong?" Zisheng shrugged.

Yueling made a silent gesture, and pointed to the distance, Zisheng came over, bent down, and looked in the direction of the hand.

In the distance, there is a person in plain clothes and white robes, with a face like peach blossoms, bursting with saliva, catkins with slender fingers, and the strings of the qin twitching slightly. A woman in purple is standing beside him, looking down at him playing the qin.

"Cut, it's Lihuang!" Zisheng straightened up, "Look at me to scare him!" He was about to walk, but Yue Ling grabbed him, "Don't disturb him!"

Zisheng didn't care, "I just want to scare him!" Yueling pulled him back, Zisheng refused to let go, and when the two were arguing, a stern voice rang out, "What are you doing!"

The two raised their heads and straightened up in an instant, "Nothing!" A person approached them, and the two of them covered them. The person approached, bent down, and looked in the direction they had just seen, only seeing a stone table, and Burnt ambergris, no one

The two were complaining to each other in a low voice, another cold voice sounded from behind the three, "Master, what are you doing?" The person who was called Master straightened up quickly, and turned his head in embarrassment, "Ahem, it's Lihuang... The teacher sees these two people doing nothing, come and see... come and see..." He coughed a few times, and the two secretly laughed.

Lihuang's plain clothes were like snow, and the woman standing beside her was hugging a Guqin. Lihuang said, "I've had enough rest, it's time to practice, and I'm leaving. Iris, return the violin to Master." Iris put the violin in her hands. On, his master caught him, "Lihuang, do you really want this ancient guqin bell?" Lihuang smiled slightly, "It's useless no matter how good it is, master should pass it on to Zisheng, and the apprentice will leave." He said his farewell leave.

His master was a little embarrassed, looking at Lihuang's leaving back, "Then...Zisheng" Zisheng had long wanted to ring the bell, but Lihuang gave in, which made him feel unhappy.After all, Li Huang is a younger brother, and the master didn't think of him in advance, but he was unhappy when he gave Li Huang, and Li Huang made the master think of himself, which made Zi Sheng even more unhappy. Disciple, take your leave" casually made a bow and went in the direction of Lihuang.

Leaving their master alone, standing there awkwardly holding the piano, "These two children..."

"Master, they don't want it, but Linger wants it!" He glanced at Yueling, "Linger, you are still young, this piano...you may not be able to play it well... Come on, master will teach you how to play the flute... ..." Before she finished speaking, Yue Ling stomped her feet, "Huh, Master is biased, and Ling'er ignores Master!" As he spoke, he ran away, leaving him alone, his eyes hesitated, "Yue Ling, this piano can't Pass it to you, your strength has already surpassed my generation, I only hope that Lihuang can match you in the future, otherwise...the world will have no peace."

Thinking like this, I went back with my piano...

Besides, Zi Sheng was chasing Li Huang, who was dancing with his sword there, even though it was a wooden sword, the sword's energy did not diminish when he swung it.Zisheng snorted, went forward with the wooden sword in his hand, and hit Lihuang's sword, Lihuang stepped back a few steps, stood still "what are you doing" and did not get angry.

"What to do?" Zisheng pointed his sword at Lihuang, "Fenglihuang! I want to compete with you! Whoever wins will win the carillon!" Zisheng provocatively. "Didn't the bell be handed over to you?" Li Huang ignored him, turned around and wanted to leave, and Zi Sheng lay in front of Li Huang, "What do you mean by handing over! Feng Lihuang, don't look down on me! My martial arts are no better than yours Poor, Master should have passed on the piano to me first, you violated the rules, and you still say let it go!" Lihuang ignored him, and handed the sword to Iris, "Iris, let's go" Iris slightly lowered her head, "Yes"

"Are you afraid of Fenglihuang? If you are afraid, just tell me, don't hide!" Zisheng was even more dissatisfied with Lihuang's arrogant attitude. In front of him, "Young Master Zisheng, please go back." "You!" When he met Lihuang, who was not good enough for money, he stalked an iris, and Zisheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he wanted to make a move.

"Zi Sheng, you are bullying Li Huang again!" A childish voice sounded, Yue Ling pushed Zi Sheng away, and grabbed Li Huang, "Don't go, Li Huang, can Li Huang teach me how to play the flute?" Li Huang frowned , "No, let's do it tomorrow" "Lihuang..." Yueling clung to him, Zisheng was interested in Yueling, and he chased after a few steps, "Yueling, I'll teach you, I'm good at playing!" Yueling Ling, however, was looking for Lihuang, "No way!" Lihuang had nothing to do with her, "Yueling is obedient, I'm going to practice, and I'm going to compete with Zisheng tomorrow, Yueling doesn't want me to lose." Yueling nodded, "Yes , Yueling hoped that Lihuang would win." Zisheng became more and more dissatisfied when he heard this, but he suddenly realized that Lihuang had accepted his challenge. Give him a high five.Zi Sheng looked at Yue Ling and thought to himself, "Yue Ling, I'm no worse than Li Huang, you watch it tomorrow."

"Compare to what?" asked Zisheng, Zisheng didn't even think about it, so he rushed to Lihuang to compete, he didn't know what was better.Li Huang chuckled, "Why, I didn't think about it"

Zisheng's eyes wandered, and he caught a glimpse of a slowly flowing stream with a few branches floating on it, his eyes lit up, "Yes, Lihuang, let's compare this!" Pointing to the water, "this" Yue Ling walked away curiously. Going to the stream, pointing at the water, "How can this be compared?" Zisheng took a wooden sword, walked to the stream, drew on the water with the sword, and wrote the strokes of the characters. Disappeared, "Who shall we write a poem in the water first!" Zi Sheng looked at Li Huang, "How about it?"

Lihuang frowned, and Yueling said first, "This is too difficult! Zisheng, you can't do it yourself." Yueling tried in the water with her hands, but couldn't write a word at all, "It's too difficult to write a poem, so we just Let's see who can write more words." Zisheng thought for a while, and it was indeed a bit difficult. He came up with it on the spur of the moment, and he may not be able to win. In terms of internal strength and martial arts, he is not Lihuang's opponent, but Zisheng is still confident in his speed. "Okay , that's it!" Li Huang nodded in agreement.

"You're doomed, Lihuang!" Zisheng looked at him contemptuously, and Lihuang smiled slightly, "Let's talk about it later. Master, do you think this is better?" The others looked at each other, "Where is Master?" Lihuang pointed with a smile. Pointing to the creek, sure enough a person jumped out of the water, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I was discovered..."

Yue Ling was so frightened that she sat on the ground, "Master, why are you practicing holding your breath while hiding in the water?" "Uh, as a teacher, I just want to know if you have practiced hard." "Iris covered her mouth and chuckled. "Hehe..." He nodded awkwardly.

"Cough, just now I heard you say that you want to compete in writing on water, as a teacher. It is unheard of. Unfortunately, this kind of skill is too difficult. It takes a long time to practice it. If you don't have a strong skill, you will definitely not be able to complete a word. You just use it." Three months to prepare, maybe you can still improve, how about competing in Tianchi after three months?" He suggested, Lihuang and Zisheng both nodded in favor, only Yueling protested dissatisfied, "We have to wait for three more months! Master is so boring!" Master had a black line on his face, "This kid, why is he always messing with me?"

"Then it's settled. I'll see you in Tianchi after three months." Zisheng waved his hand and said goodbye, and Lihuang also left and went back to his residence to practice quietly. Only Yueling was very reluctant. Huang learns to play flute! Humph!" As he said that, he walked away, leaving the master alone with a clouded face, "It seems that I didn't bring it up, hey, Ling'er!" There was no one left, and only He is alone.

He shook his head helplessly, looked at the calm water surface, smiled slightly, hung in the air above the stream, pointed to the water surface, and with the rapid movement of his hand in the air, a line of words appeared on the water surface:

"When Hongmeng comes to this world, whoever will follow me, and who will return to the poor, I will share with you"

After a line of writing appeared, as soon as he stopped, the handwriting disappeared and turned back into a pool of still water. He left with a long smile.

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