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222 Life is like a string (2)

The fourteen-stringed kym on her lap. Since Zhuque asked her to practice some complicated qin music that day, she has also improved her piano skills. Thinking of Zhuque's song when Bai Shuang first played the piano for him, she also carefully composed it during practice. At this time, the song came to her mind. She raised her hand lightly and tweaked the strings. It was the part "Blocking the Wind in the Forest".

This five-character version of the predecessor is not a piano piece. Most of the music played by Bai Shuang that day was self-combined. It is naturally impossible for okra to know the music he composed. Later, when he was compiling, he borrowed the classics and added that he had learned about music. In fact, it was very different from the song of Bai Shuang. Only that lyrics remained unchanged. Zhuque heard it at first, but when she spoke and sang, she was slightly stunned, only she heard her singing:

"Everything - follow the road back, plan for the day - forget your old home.

Yixin - serving Wen Yan, happy again - meeting friends.

The drum paddle - the road is rough and curved, and the scenery is pointed to the west corner.

The country is not dangerous—”

"Isn't the country dangerous? I'm going back to my future." Zhuque seemed to feel something, but he murmured with the music. The lyrics of okra stopped for a moment, and the sound of the piano was not over, so he was about to move into the next verse.

"Okay." Zhuque suddenly stopped her, "Let's change the song."

Okra was slightly stunned, "May-"

"She has been away for more than ten years. I think her soul has already returned to the hometown of the glacier and will no longer be bumpy. You can choose a lighter one."

Okra thought for a moment. "Then "Forget Worry"?"

Zhuque nodded and said "Yes" to confirm.

The song "Forget Worry" has been quite popular since the Song Dynasty. It is not a difficult and complicated song for Okra. It has no lyrics, but it is not suitable for playing the fourteen-stringed talisman, especially the timbre of the "Seven Directions" is not heavy enough. Fortunately, "Forget Worry" is not even a heavy song. When Suzaku listens, he gradually closes his eyes and thinks.

The song was not long, and as the okra was playing, I felt my mind gradually becoming clearer. I closed my eyes and realized it, and I was about to turn it. Suddenly, some fluctuations came from the rhythm. She was shocked and opened her eyes and looked at Zhuque's eyes. Zhuque's eyes meant to tell her to continue. Her mind moved, and she could hear someone rushing away from a distance. She knew that the two of them must have been seen by people from the Qinglong Sect. She didn't dare to stop in her hands, so she lowered her voice and shouted secretly: "Dad!"

Zhuque smiled faintly on his face. "It's because of this. It seems that the Qinglong Sect's reaction is quite fast this time, and there are eyeliners outside the valley."

When Okra heard that he did it on purpose, he didn't know whether it was light or worry. The light thing was that he should have a solution, but the worry was that he finally provoked the Qinglong Sect - the people of the Qinglong Sect are coming soon.

Song Wei was carrying Song Ke on his back. At about this time, he arrived nearby. He heard the sound of the piano and knew that the father and daughter were here. He did not dare to get close. He hid Song Ke in a place with lush trees and grass, and peeked at him from afar.

The poisonous wound on his arm made him feel something that was life-threatening. The wound was jumping a lot. With every jump, his heart hurts, and he couldn't squeeze out the black blood. He was in a hurry to go on the road before, but now he stopped, and he was secretly lucky and was shocked to be weak all over. If he really saw people from the Phantom Life, he would be afraid that he would not be able to do anything.

When he looked back at Song Ke, his eyes turned red again, but he heard the voice of Zhuque: "Go away and don't show up!"

He was stunned, turned around, and Zhuque turned his back to him, but the words were in his ears, as if he had deliberately sent words. He suddenly moved his heart. - Zhuque seemed to care about our two brothers. He should-be able to really save his second brother, right?

For a moment, he developed an inexplicable trust in Zhuque. Although he knew that he would not see it, he nodded, turned around and hugged Song Ke's body, and escaped further and further away.

Zhuque said to Okra: "Wait a minute, no matter who comes, no matter what you say or what you have, without my command, remember not to stop the piano sound. If you don't let you use the magic sound, don't use it."

Okra responded, and the song under his hand was gentle and soft, and water flowed out.

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But since Guan Daiyu came to Qinglong Valley with his uncle, he was still a little afraid of showing his timidity at first, and he didn't realize anything after a long time. He was still young, but in fact he didn't understand what this was meant. He was just as Guan Mo's verbal talk. When he talked to others, he found out a rough idea and knew that the general idea was: someone outside the valley was waiting to take our lives, so he could only hide in the valley and wait until his family came to pick him up before leaving with confidence.

——At least that’s what it said.

One afternoon, he and Guan Mo were resting in the house. They felt bored. From the window, they saw a small figure practicing martial arts under the scorching sun. He was not sure whether it was indeed a child like him or because it was too far away, but suddenly he saw a person coming up beside the figure. After comparing it, he was sure that it was indeed a child.

In the fantasy world, he had never met someone of the same age as him, and never had a playmate. The figure from afar suddenly made him feel a little peer-oriented, and he was stunned. The adults around him seemed to have taken some weapons to his opponent. The two of them practiced and exchanged dozens of moves in a blink of an eye. He was focused but not so clear. He gradually turned his body out of the window, and suddenly he felt that his shoulder was being put on, but Guan Mo saw half of his body leaning outside, and got up and pulled him back.

Guan Mo looked up and saw the two men fighting. His eyesight was much better than Guan Daiyu. He had seen that the child used a knife with his left hand. Although he was young, his sword moves were fierce and powerful. He even showed his advantage when he faced the adult.

Looking at Guan Daiyu, I gently pulled myself: "Uncle, I want to go out and have fun."

Guan Mo knew that he had a rare playmate, and most of them were a little itchy. He thought about it. The people in Qinglong Valley were quite friendly to him and would not be able to do anything if they didn't leave the valley, but the other party didn't know who it was. Besides, he was practicing martial arts, and others came over to see him, but they were a little taboo. He said, "I'll accompany you." He thought that he would just be like a uncle and nephew walking in the valley and take a casual look. If there was nothing wrong with it, he would leave Guan Daiyu to meet his companions there.

Guan Daiyu was excited and went out with him. The terrain of Qinglong Valley was undulating, and it took some time to walk over. It was just the hillside, two people, one big and one small, were sitting down to rest. Guan Daiyu looked at him from a distance, but when he saw that the child was still half a head taller than him.

The older child also saw Guan Daiyu at first sight and was stunned for a moment. He probably had never seen a child of the same age as him in the valley. He ignored others and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Guan Daiyu." Guan Daiyu patted his chest and said.

The child said oh, as if he remembered that such a person came from the valley. He looked up at Guan Mo and said, "Then are you Guan Mo?" There was no respect in his words.

Guan Mo couldn't speak, so he could only do it with Guan Daiyu: "Yes, he is my uncle."

"How old are you?" The older child didn't say his name, but asked him first. It's strange that Guan Daiyu was not the one who asked Yu, but when this child asked, he seemed to have a kind of majesty above others, which forced him to answer.

"I--eight years old."

The other party said "Huh" and smiled, "We are just as big as we are."

Guan Daiyu was secretly surprised. Why is this child as old as him much taller than him? He thought about it.

The child seemed to be very interested in Guan Daiyu, and waved his hand and said, "You go first, I'll play with him for a while." In his words, it seemed that not only the person who accompanied him to practice martial arts was to obey his assignment, but even Guan Mo was assigned in.

Guan Mo was hesitant, but saw Guan Daiyu seemingly very happy. The man next to him also stepped forward and said, "Mr. Guan, let's retreat first." He wanted to ask something, but he was inconvenient to speak, so he had to take Guan Daiyu and retreat temporarily. In fact, he just walked away a little, and still looked at him from a distance.

The older child still looked Guan Daiyu for a long time and said, "Are you good martial arts skills? Practice with me for a while."

Guan Daiyu has been learning medicine and Gu, and the skills under his hands can only be said to be so ordinary that it is not as ordinary. Looking at his body that is much bigger than his "highest" than his, he expected to lose his face, and hesitated. The older child couldn't help but show contempt, "Don't you?"

Guan Daiyu was so excited that she felt anxious and said, "Why don't you dare?"

He dared to do it, but the result of this competition can be imagined. Seeing that he had no weapons, the older child did not use a knife and only interacted with him with empty hands. However, his fists and palms were so fierce that he could not breathe. Guan Daiyu was quite flexible and he hid, but his chest was extremely suppressed by his palm wind. In addition, the sun was so vicious that he was sweating profusely and panting soon.

The older child stopped. Although he was sweating, he was breathing more calmly and said proudly: "Isn't you very good at it?"

"You are so awesome." Guan Daiyu's words were sincere, "What's your name?"

The older child was stunned for a moment, as if he had just remembered that there were some people in Qinglong Valley who didn't know him, so he flattered his mouth. "My name is Tuoba Chao."
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