Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 1131 A New Song Comes at Midnight
The beautiful lady in white looked at His Highness with admiration in her eyes.

People all say that Prince Nanjiang is obsessed with mountains and rivers, is uneducated and unskillful, and is unworthy of a prince.

Only she knew how wise this prince was.

His debauchery was an act.

His cynicism is feigned.

His name is Cha, and he is truly Cha.

Even the Eighth Princess, who was innocent and naive and had no idea of ​​the world, was a chess piece in his hands. He took the princess to travel around the mountains and rivers, and even without meeting her, he had already obtained the information he wanted through this layer of "invisibility".

She also felt deeply moved. Shouldn't such a wise man stand out in the battle for power and succession? Why did he end up in such a situation?
Which link went wrong?

Suddenly, a flute sounded...

The sound of the flute is like the bright moon in the sky and the gurgling river. Just one note is full of endless beauty.

The beautiful lady in white's heart skipped a beat and she stepped to the window.

She stared at the bamboo garden in the night in surprise, her mouth half open silently.

The confusion in Prince Nanjiang's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he stared out the window in surprise. Three miles outside the window, in the bamboo garden, music suddenly came from the sky at midnight.

The music played a melody he had never heard before.

The music changed, and even he, who was known as the most romantic prince, had never heard it before.

It's so incredible and so touching.

What was even more unimaginable to him was that there suddenly appeared a bright moon above the bamboo forest, with colorful clouds flowing in the moon.

"Your Highness! The Seven-Colored Waves of Heaven!" The beautiful woman in white uttered these eight words in complete disbelief.

With a whoosh, there was the sound of a window being opened next door.

The Eighth Princess was already in a half-asleep state. She was tired from playing during the day and was just about to rest when she suddenly heard this piece of music. She played it suddenly and opened the window to hear the first turning point of the music. This incomparable and exquisite turning point seemed like a pot of strong liquor pouring into her heart in an instant.

The eighth princess stared blankly at the small bamboo forest below. Her eyes slowly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing completely stopped.

The two maids who served her were also caught up in the...

A wooden house halfway up the mountain in Luotian Sect.

A midnight feast had just begun. The pig girl brought a large piece of golden roasted rabbit meat to her mouth, and was about to satisfy her restless stomach, but suddenly she stopped.

The beautiful lady next to her was holding a piece of grilled skin the size of a fingernail with her chopsticks and was frozen in place.

There are also drinkers in Xishanju.

But compared to last night, it is more than 90% less.

Last night was September 19th, the day of the Tiandao handover. Countless people rushed here for Tianyin Liying. Tonight is not September 19th, so there are not so many people, but there are still about a dozen.

The wine is in full swing, but the food is almost gone.

Suddenly, beautiful music came and everyone in the restaurant was stunned.

"Oh my god, the place where Tianyinliying used to be!"

"Such wonderful music is nothing short of heavenly music!"

"Has the Liangshan Goddess returned?"

"I came here specially for Tianyin last night, but she didn't show up. Today, she..."

"Don't make any noise." Someone shouted, "Just concentrate on enjoying the music!"

The sound in the restaurant was completely silent.

The music is like water, rising from the Bamboo Garden, flowing through Tianluo Sect, flowing through Guiyuan Temple, and flowing through Xishanju at the foot of the mountain. Wherever it goes, wine flows at night, the mountains flow with fragrance, and everyone is drunk.

This song is gentle and quiet.

In this song, every twist and turn hits the most itchy spot in everyone's heart.

This song has a melody that I have never heard before.

This song created a new legend on Xishan Mountain.

Not to mention that everyone is drunk, even the Heavenly Dao seems to be drunk, because the picture interpreted by the colorful Heavenly Dao waves in the sky is full of intoxicating aura.

The player is, of course, Lin Su.

If everyone in the room was drunk, Lin Su would of course be the only sober person.

He had two feelings.

First, the world of Wen Dao is really good. If it were in the old world, if someone got up in the middle of the night to play a song, his entire family would probably be scolded, and even neighbors would call to complain that he was disturbing them. But it’s not like that here. As long as your music is original and beautiful, no one will be bothered! Even the Heavenly Dao won’t be bothered!

Secondly, there really is Heavenly Dao Wenbo. And compared with the Great Cang Realm, it is more direct.

In the Great Cang Realm, if one wants to obtain the Holy Light of Literature and Art, one needs to write the results of Literature and Art on gold paper with a precious pen. But here, that is not necessary! As long as you play the music, the Holy Light of Literature and Art will appear!

why?
Because there is a holy temple in the Great Cang Realm that serves as a transit station for the Heavenly Dao.

The precious pen and golden paper are the tokens that connect the secular world to the temple.

This thing is necessary for the Temple Reading Palace to receive it.

But here, there is no temple, and it is directly connected to the heaven.

The Way of Heaven is everywhere, day and night. If you recite a complete poem, there will be corresponding waves of the Way of Heaven. If you play a tune at any time, there will also be waves of the Way of Heaven.

In the waves of the Heavenly Dao, he could feel the rich power of heaven and earth.

This elemental force of heaven and earth enveloped the bamboo forest. In the bamboo forest, out-of-season flowers bloomed inexplicably, and several dead bamboos turned green inexplicably. Lin Su was pleasantly surprised to feel that the elemental force in his body and the elemental energy of this world began to truly blend.

His cultivation and literature were acquired in another world. Although they had been harmonized in the Mindless Sea and could basically be applied in this world, there were always more or less barriers.

Now, this gap is rapidly disappearing.

It seemed that this song communicated with the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao truly recognized him as an outsider.

When the song ended, the waves of the heavenly way in the sky suddenly retracted and turned into a line that shot into Lin Su's brows.

A colorful rainbow appeared in Lin Su’s quasi-saint realm.

His eyes opened and he saw Sun Zhen.

Sun Zhen let go of a green bamboo in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

That's enough.

She has completed the first small goal of the "Stealing the Sky" operation.

"What's the name of this song?" There was still some intoxication in Sun Zhen's eyes.

This intoxication made her even more charming under the blurry starlight. Lin Su reached out and pulled her into his arms: "Little River Flowing Water!"

"'Flowing Water in a Small River'?" Sun Zhen's face suddenly turned red: "This flowing water... is it serious?"

Lin Su laughed: "It was originally serious, but when you asked it with such a blushing face, it seems quite frivolous."

"I see your eyes, I totally understand!" Sun Zhen began to undress...

The small river in the bamboo forest flows erratically...

Halfway up the West Peak, in the wooden house, the rabbit meat in the pig girl's hand moved and slowly moved away: "Miss, it's him!"

"Yes, he showed some clues about his skills during the day and amazed everyone. Who could have thought that he would compose a wonderful piece of music at midnight, like the sound of nature? What kind of person is he?" The voice of the beautiful lady came softly, with a hint of confusion and a little excitement that was difficult to hear.

There was also confusion in the pig girl's eyes: "Miss, I have a deep question, really!"

The beautiful lady was slightly surprised: "What's the question? Tell me!"

The pig girl said: "My question is... he can obviously make a living with his looks, so why is he so talented?"

The beautiful lady looked at her blankly, then finally raised her hand and said word by word: "Go chew your rabbit!"

In the meditation room of Guiyuan Temple, the eighth princess lost all desire to sleep.

He tossed and turned all night, occasionally running to the window to look at the bamboo forest, and occasionally opening the door, as if he wanted to take a walk in the bamboo forest, but stopped at the reminder of the maid.

This reminder was somewhat explicit. The maid told her that the young master of the bamboo forest was with a woman. When the song ended and they entered the room, the woman's clothes had been half undressed.

The meaning doesn't need to be too straightforward, as long as you understand it.

In this situation, is it appropriate for you, a princess from the Immortal Dynasty, to enter someone else's bamboo forest?

So, the next day, she got up early and went to her brother's room.

"My brother...what do you think of the song last night?"

Nanjiang Wang Ji Cha exhaled softly: "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"

The princess said, "I knew that my brother, the Prince of Fengyue, would be able to appreciate the beauty of this song. How about we take a stroll in the bamboo forest today?"

Ji Cha smiled slightly: "I know what Eighth Sister means. However, the time is not right yet, and forcing it will do harm."

"What do you mean the time has not come yet? We are going on an autumn outing. We go out for an autumn outing. We can enjoy the mountains and rivers. Why can't we visit the bamboo forest?"

"It's not that we can't visit the bamboo forest, but meeting guests is like the spring tea season, it smells good when you pick it at the right time!" Nanjiang Wang said, "Why don't you wait for a few days, Eighth Sister? Let's see what kind of wonderful music there is at midnight tonight?"

The Eighth Princess' eyes sparkled: "Brother, do you think there will be new wonderful music at midnight tonight?"

King Nanjiang smiled slightly and said, "As I expected, if nothing unexpected happens, there will be a new wonderful song at midnight tonight. But if you disturb him, this prediction may be changed."

The eighth princess's face was full of confusion.

She had never heard such wonderful music before. If she didn't see this skilled musician in person, she would have been scratching her head. But her brother gave her a warning. If she disturbed him at this time, there might be no new wonderful music tonight.

A new wonderful song...

Compared to her entanglement.

There is no problem at all about Banshanju.

Lady Yu flatly rejected Pig Girl's proposal.

Pig Girl and the Eighth Princess had the same idea and wanted to go to the bamboo forest to meet that person.

Her method was unique. She caught a magical rabbit from the sect early in the morning and roasted it until it smelled delicious. She planned to use the roasted rabbit to attract the big brother in the bamboo forest with the wonderful aroma and create an encounter.

The beautiful lady refused, and her refusal was just one sentence: "If you dare to be crazy at this critical moment, I will use my tricks to shrink the two big balls on your upper body by five inches!"

The pig girl held the two big balls tightly, her face pale, "My two balls are only four and a half inches in total, and if you shrink five inches, it will be gone."

"Isn't it just right that it's gone?" The beautiful lady's eyes passed through her breasts: "You don't have to complain all the time that you can't see your toes when you look down. Now that it's gone, you can see your toes, and you can really see the bottomless road in the bamboo forest!"

The following sentence is full of meaning.

It is true that the pig girl is greedy and lustful, but she is not stupid. She still understands that the bamboo forest cannot be entered lightly. The road leading to the bamboo forest is bottomless...

There are countless female disciples in Luotian Sect. Last night, when they heard the heavenly music of "The Flowing River", they were disturbed by the sound of flowing water all night long.

However, they tacitly remained silent this morning.

Why?

Because all the disciples of Luotian Sect are intelligent.

People with big breasts and no brains are not allowed to join Luotian Sect.

They knew very well what the person in the bamboo forest represented.

It represented the great split among the highest levels of Luotian Sect three thousand years ago. It also represented that there would be no peace after he entered Luotian Sect. Of the followers of Master Luotian three thousand years ago, only a few were left in the past three thousand years. Now, on the first day this disciple entered Luotian Sect, he had a scene with Ding Ziyi.

If someone gets close to him, they can use their toes to figure out what the outcome will be.

Wonderful music and profound Tao are enough to arouse the interest of disciples under any circumstances. However, it must be said that no matter how profound the Tao or how wonderful the music is, it is still slightly inferior in weight when compared to life.

Just like that, Lin Su and Sun Zhen crossed the day without any troubles or friends, and entered another night.

Midnight has arrived.

A flute sounded...

This song is different from the one last night...

This song is extremely lingering...

The eighth princess sat on the bed, hugging her pillow, her face flushed.

There was a hint of red in the skin of the jade beauty's face, which was as transparent as jade.

In the training room, Duan Wuque lay down, which was rare, and quietly looked at the waves of the sky. At this moment, he seemed to recall his long life. People said that he, Duan Wuque, was a flawless person, but was he really flawless? One woman after another passed away by his side, and his life ended. He never had the slightest lingering feeling. He never really experienced the "feelings of life and death" mentioned in poems and essays. Isn't this a kind of flaw?

In Xishanju, several literati were in the midst of the literary world, and suddenly they discovered that the maid was so beautiful.

The music ended, and humming and chirping could be heard from several rooms in Xishanju...

Of course, the one who was most deeply touched was Sun Zhen.

Her humming is particularly touching...

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day...

The distant Liangshan Mountains.

A secret place.

A woman sits under a tree, her fingertips gently stroking the strings of a zither in front of her. A stream of light interprets a picture of a moonlit night on the spring river. The spring river flows eastward like a tide, and a bright moon sets in the west building.

Suddenly, like a stone falling into a river, it caused countless ripples.

The woman slowly raised her head, and the long river in front of her suddenly turned into the scenery behind her, and she became the only scenery under the moonlight.

Her face is as delicate as a fairy in the moon, and her figure is as graceful as a young willow.

This image is probably the most beautiful thing in the world painted by Qiu Shui.

However, her eyes were extremely calm.

In just a short moment, her surroundings changed three times.

At the beginning, she used her zither to create the vast spring river.

As soon as she raised her head, everyone would ignore the vast spring river and only remember her spring scenery. And when her eyes lit up, like ripples on autumn water, everyone would unconsciously ignore her innate beauty and only pay attention to her eyes.

As long as you see these eyes, everything in the world seems to be quiet.

Because these are the eyes of a saint who enjoys the Tao.

Maybe it's called: Eyes of the Goddess.

Yes, she is the Liangshan celestial being Su Yuexin.

Su Yuexin raised her hand lightly, and the strings of the zither tinkled...

The outer sky was like a curtain, slowly parting.

A canary spread its wings and landed in front of her, transforming into a maid in green clothes: "Miss, in the West Mountain of the Capital of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty, where you once danced with the Fairy of the Astonishing Beauty, someone has appeared and will play the flute for seven days!"

Su Yuexin smiled faintly: "Although I had a dance exchange with Xiang Jinghong on the West Mountain, I did not bring the West Mountain under my jurisdiction. It is not surprising that people in this world are pretentious."

"It is not surprising that people in the world pretend to be cultured, but young lady, this person played the flute for seven days, and the music he played was different every day, all of which were unheard of. The colorful waves of literature and art also flowed day by day."

Su Yuexin suddenly raised her head: "Seven-color literature and Taoism flowing waves? Seven days of horizontal flute, each piece is unheard of?"

"Exactly!"

“Is it recorded?”

"There is only one song that has just been heard, and that is the song he played on the first day, called 'Flowing Stream'." The maid in green clothes spread her hands, and her hands turned into wings. In front of her, a wonderful scene recorded at Xishanju appeared.

The sky was filled with colorful waves, like a small river flowing westward. When the beautiful flute sound hit Su Yuexin's eardrums, her whole body shook.

She is a true genius in the art of love.

In this world, poetry, songs, calligraphy, or painting are just aids to spiritual practice. Not many people concentrate on studying these subjects themselves.

But Su Yuexin is a special case. She not only regards the enjoyment of Tao as an aid to her own practice, she also truly enjoys the enjoyment of Tao. Therefore, she is a rare person in this world who truly studies.

Before her, music only had five notes.

She realized the imperfections of the five tones and worked hard to improve them.

The five tones were slowly expanded in her hands, and her seven tones were already formed. It was because the era of seven tones was created because of her that she was the goddess of music who became a saint due to her great achievements in music.

Although the seven tones of this world were created by her, she still firmly believed that this was not the end.

However, she had no idea how to optimize the Seven Tones.

And today, the canary brought news from afar.

The song "Little River Flowing Water" is extremely versatile, with seven notes that are perfect and the scale that she follows as she pleases. It seems to be the culmination of her lifelong pursuit of music. The perfect seven notes seem to have jumped out of the seven notes...

Her shock was truly extraordinary.

"Who is this?"

After performing the last wave of sound, Jin Si Canary felt a little drunk: "This person's name is Lin Su. He is the direct disciple of Luo Tianzun, who disappeared in Luo Tian Sect for three thousand years. He has just entered Luo Tian Sect."

"Disciple of Master Luo Tian, ​​Master Luo Tian..." Su Yuexin exhaled softly: "Let's go and take a look!"

"Miss, are you going to go in person? This flute player is not a saint. Otherwise, I will go and pass on the message on your behalf. If the person knows that you are summoned, he will come immediately."

Su Yuexin shook her head gently: "A person who can create such a wonderful piece of music must be a person of pure wind and clear moon. How can he care about status and fame? If I rely on my saintliness and look down on him, I will be asking for trouble. In addition, you are wrong about one thing. He is not playing the flute, but a new instrument that has never been heard of. Let's go!"

Tonight is the eighth day that Lin Su has entered Luotian Sect.

As midnight was drawing to an end, the residences in the West Hill were crowded with people.

This place is only a hundred miles away from the capital city. The wonderful music of the seven days has already filled the fairyland with joy.

Countless men of letters and scholars, countless courtesans in brothels, countless self-proclaimed romantics, and countless fairies from immortal sects came along.

Xishanju was instantly full.

These guests, once they come, never leave.

Those who have had the good fortune to hear "The Flowing River" in person will be reluctant to give up the second night's music. After hearing the second night's music, who will be willing to give up the third night's music? After hearing the third night's music, they will be even more reluctant to give up the fourth night's music...

In this way, guests came every day.

The original guests who were staying there refused to leave no matter what.

The shopkeeper of Xishanju was both happy and worried. Under the power of heaven, the original three-story building of Xishanju had been expanded again and again, and it had reached its limit and could not accommodate the increasing number of people from all over the world.

Food is running out.

Paper and pen are running out.

Recording Stone is in urgent need.

There are signs that Lin Su has driven a large industry on his own.

Even Guiyuan Temple became popular.

The Zen room in Guiyuan Temple is full.

Two more royal princesses moved into the Eighth Princess's room.

The disciples of Luotian Sect had mixed feelings. While others were scrambling to listen to the music up close, they could listen to it while sleeping in their own rooms. This was a preferential policy.

However, a vague sense of uneasiness began to envelop them.

Duan Wuque, in particular, felt even more uneasy.

Lin Su entered Luotian Sect and had a fight with Ding Ziyi. Everything seemed peaceful and calm on the surface, but an invisible wave had already begun at the headquarters.

What exactly does Venerable Luo Tian want to do? This is what everyone, including Patriarch Luo Tian, ​​wants to ask.

(Lin Su did say that Master Luo Tian was dead, but this news of death was interpreted differently by different audiences. People at the bottom believed it without a doubt, because of the deep-rooted concept in everyone's mind. How dare the disciple curse the master if he is not dead? However, the high-level people don't think so! For those who are at the peak of power and scheming, curses are nothing. Is it strange that Master Luo Tian faked his death? He did it three thousand years ago!)
Therefore, every step of Lin Su fell into the eyes of everyone and was interpreted in depth.

Lin Su didn't seem to be doing anything out of the ordinary. As soon as he entered Luotian Sect, he built a house in the bamboo forest and lived there. He would occasionally take a walk in the bamboo forest, but his footsteps never went beyond the forest.

He didn't meet anyone, didn't deliberately get close to anyone.

However, Luotian Sect, Guiyuan Temple, and even Xishanju outside have changed because of him.

Not because of his calculations, but because of his extraordinary and otherworldly joy, which is also why I...

As more and more people gathered, a logical point in Duan Wuque's heart gradually connected...

He seemed to understand Lin Su's intention!
When Lin Su first entered Luotian Sect, he had no foundation at all. However, he found a way through and used his knowledge to quickly spread his fame in the capital. In addition, he might be able to attract some people's attention.

So, who is the person he is deliberately attracting?
Just as he was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from his spiritual platform: "Report to the Master, someone has come to the West Mountain!"

"who?"

"Liangshan Heavenly Maiden Su Yuexin!"

Duan Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up...

The thread that I had been searching for in my heart suddenly seemed to be connected at this moment.

(End of this chapter)