I am not a serious young man

"..." Qu Yang suddenly became ill. This guy really didn't play his cards according to common sense. Thank you for preparing a special speech, right?

In desperation, Qu Yang held back for a long time before he said: "On behalf of Liu Xiandi, I thank you for your life-saving grace! The kindness is unforgettable!"

"That's it?" Zheng Jian was a little dissatisfied. You said that you made a special trip to catch up and thank you. Is that just a sentence?At least, you mean it, right?

Zheng Jian had an idea, stretched out his right hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger twice, "You know."

Qu Yang was stunned again, imitating Zheng Jian's hand gestures, and asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"..." Zheng Jian: (╯#-_-)╯┴—┴┴—┴

At this time, the sound of piercing the air approached in the distance, and soon a figure fell beside Qu Yang, with an excited expression on his face, it was Liu Zhengfeng who had just washed his hands.

"The benefactor is here, so it's easy for Liu to find it for a while. Brother Qu, thank you very much."

It turned out that when Liu Zhengfeng saw Zheng Jian leaving, he was in a hurry and found that Qu Yang, who was watching secretly, followed him. Now he saw that Qu Yang really kept Zheng Jian, and he immediately felt relieved.

"Liu Xiandi, let's start, Brother Zheng is ready." Qu Yang said with a strange expression.

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Chapter 40

When Liu Zhengfeng heard the words, he also looked confused, what's going on?start what?

Qu Yang secretly smiled in his heart, now he seemed to realize the joy in Zheng Jian's heart just now, but his face did not show the slightest, "Don't you want to thank Brother Zheng, let's start, don't make Brother Zheng wait in a hurry."

Liu Zhengfeng suddenly had a black question mark face, he was embarrassed, when he suddenly looked behind Qu Yang, he had an idea.

"Brother Qu, you are carrying the piano, and younger brother is also carrying Xiao, why don't you and I play a piece together to thank Engong for saving his life?" Liu Zhengfeng said loudly.

"Wonderful! What a second!" Qu Yang was also overjoyed, clapping his hands and laughing. The two of them intersected in rhythm. Today, Liu Zhengfeng almost died here when he washed his hands in the golden basin. Now that he wants to thank him, what better than playing a ensemble for Zheng Jian? What better song?

Liu Zhengfeng immediately turned his head to look at Zheng Jian, "What's your favor?"

Zheng Jian was a little surprised, but he naturally agreed, "It is a blessing to be able to listen to the two seniors playing a piece together, and I wish for it."

In his previous life, Zheng Jian’s favorite was the TVB Lu Songxian version of "Swordsman", especially the "Swordsman", which was specially composed for it. Now he can listen to the two people's ensemble "Swordsman", absolutely It's a blessing.

No, even the little girl Qu Feiyan applauded. Obviously, she has listened to it many times, but she never gets tired of it. It can be seen that the two people's musical attainments are indeed extremely high.

Immediately, Qu Yang took off the lyre that was carried behind him, sat down cross-legged, and placed the lyre on his legs.

Liu Zhengfeng also took out the flute from his bosom.

The two looked at each other, full of affection, then first Qu Yang raised his hand, clanking a few times, the piano sound was peaceful and very elegant.

Liu Zhengfeng also played the flute with his eyes closed, the sound of the flute was soft and gradually blended into the rhythm of the piano.

Zheng Jian and Lin Pingzhi also sat down and listened carefully.

After a while, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute merged seamlessly. The neutral and peaceful sound of the piano was matched with the quiet and moving sound of the flute. It seemed that one question and one answer, like a mountain and flowing water, made people sink into the situation unconsciously.

All of a sudden, the sound of the piano gradually turned high-pitched, while the sound of the flute turned low-pitched. The two phases merged, floating with the wind like a gossamer, and it was continuous, which made people feel a sense of soul-stirring.

As the two people's internal strength penetrated into the rhythm, the sound of the qin and flute became more and more pleasant, and there was no uncomfortable feeling at all. The sound of the flute is still gentle and gentle, and then the sound of the piano gradually becomes softer, fluctuating high and low.

After a while, the rhyme of the piano changed again, as if there were seven or eight Yaoqins playing at the same time in an instant, and the sound of the flute also changed accordingly, and gradually the rhythm changed extremely complicated.

Lin Pingzhi listened, and unconsciously, tears flowed from his eyes, as if he heard his parents calling.

Zheng Jian, on the other hand, heard that there seemed to be complaints about the inconsistency between good and evil in the piano and flute, and his blood pulsed with the cadence of his voice.

After the high pitched peak, the sound of the Yaoqin is only accompanied by the accompaniment, but the sound of the flute becomes more high-pitched, as if left alone in the world.

The sound of the qin and flute turned again, and returned to gentle and melodious, as if a new life had emerged from a desperate situation, and it became lively.

After a long time, the sound of the qin and flute faded away, and the two slowly opened their eyes.

Beside them, Qu Feiyan and Lin Pingzhi had already burst into tears, and Zheng Jian was also filled with emotion.

"This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can you hear it in the world!" Zheng Jian sincerely praised, listening to this song, he felt that a lot of hostility in his heart was melted away by it. to describe the two.

When Qu Yang heard this, he was quite proud, "I searched for the classics and dug 29 ancient tombs in the Western and Eastern Han Dynasties, and finally found Ji Kang's "Guangling San" in Cai Yong's tomb. It takes a lifetime of painstaking effort to adapt it, and this is how it came into being.”

Liu Zhengfeng also sighed: "If it weren't for today's benevolent and righteous action, my Liu family would have been slaughtered, and under the destruction of the nest, this "Swordsman" may eventually become the best in the world..."

Thinking of what happened today, Liu Zhengfeng was afraid.

Zheng Jian knew in his heart that if he hadn't changed the direction of the golden basin washing hands, the song of these two people would really be over, and it would not be until Ren Yingying appeared that "Swordsman" would reappear in the world.

Thinking that the long-cherished wish of the two of them will be fulfilled from now on, Zheng Jian is also very happy, especially when he also rescued Qu Feiyan along the way. In the original book, the little girl died under Fei Bin's sword, she was really innocent.

"Okay, let's listen to the tune, the junior is about to say goodbye, but the two seniors don't know what to do in the future?" Zheng Jian calmed down and said with a relaxed smile.

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang looked at each other, Qu Yang said with a smile: "Liu Xiandi has already washed his hands and retired, don't care about the disputes in the Jianghu, the old man also wants to go back to the Jianghu for this, the battle between the righteous way and my holy religion, let him go, the old man is too lazy to take care of it, from now on From now on, the old man and Liu Xiandi have the same temperament, and this is the end of life. Brother Zheng, I have an unfeeling request, but I don't know whether to say it or not?"

Zheng Jian: "Then stop talking..."

"..." Qu Yang's resentment value +100.

Qu Yang was really afraid of Zheng Jian's irritating ability, and hurriedly said: "The old man is eager to go back, the only thing he can't let go of is his granddaughter Feiyan, so the old man wants her to follow Brother Zheng, even if she serves tea and water, and is a maid. It’s better than living with me, an old guy, in the wilderness.”

When Qu Feiyan heard it, she burst into tears, "Grandpa, I don't want it, I don't want to leave you!"

Qu Yang touched Qu Feiyan's little head, "Feiyan, be good! Be good! Grandpa is getting old and can't take care of you well. In teaching, grandpa is afraid that you will be bullied, and fish and dragons will mix together. It's not like you, a little girl, can treat you well." place. From now on, you will obediently follow Brother Zheng."

Zheng Jian suddenly fell into hesitation. The last time he went down the mountain, he brought Ruan Qiuqiu back. This time he went back to the mountain and brought Lin Pingzhi.

Obviously innocent, but Zheng Jian felt like he was raising fish...

"Brother Zheng, I hope you will agree to the old man's begging..." Seeing the hesitation in Zheng Jian's eyes, Qu Yang quickly pretended to be pitiful, "The old man is in danger now, it is really..."

Zheng Jian had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, don't pretend to be pitiful! I promise to take her away."

If there are too many lice, it will not itch, and if there are too many debts, you will not worry!

At worst, he concealed Qu Feiyan's background and said that he had picked up a little girl, who just happened to go with Yue Lingshan and Ruan Qiuqiu.

When Qu Yang saw Zheng Jian agreeing, he immediately smiled, he didn't have the pitiful spirit of dying just now.

Oh, old man!

He obviously wanted to live a two-person world with Liu Zhengfeng, and thought Qu Feiyan was a burden, but he still said it was so pitiful!

Zheng Jian felt contemptuous in his heart.

Qu Feiyan was crying sadly, but she didn't dare to disobey Qu Yang's wishes, not to mention how wronged she was.

"All right, all right, if that's the case, then we're leaving now..." Zheng Jian wished to slap himself in the face, and even if he wanted to leave, he was afraid that something would happen if he delayed.

"Brother Zheng, please stop. Brother Zheng please accept this "Swordsman", we don't need it anymore, please brother Zheng pass it on in the future, don't let it become a masterpiece again." Qu Yang grabbed Zheng Jian again and handed over the sheet music.

"..." Zheng Jian was speechless, so he had to catch it, then turned and left.

Behind him, La Qu Feiyan, one of the little transparent Lin Ping, quickly chased after him.

Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng watched the three of them disappear into the forest, and smiled at each other, without any regrets (●''●)(●''●).

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Chapter 41 "Oriental" Cold Zen

The three of Zheng Jian bid farewell to Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, and had just walked a few miles away when the sound of huqin came from the nearby forest.

At first it was just a few faint sounds, but upon hearing it, one could not help feeling desolate, like sighing, like crying, and then gradually trembled.

Lin Pingzhi and Qu Feiyan looked at each other blankly, but Zheng Jian knew that this was the signature erhu of Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Moda, the head of the Hengshan School. Thinking of this, Zheng Jian suddenly said: "A thousand-year-old pipa and a ten-year-old zither, an erhu will last a lifetime. .It’s exciting to come to the world for the first time, and it’s a lifetime to blow the suona. Master Mo, since you’re here, why don’t you show up?”

The sound of the Huqin paused, as if the desolate artistic conception had been suppressed. After a while, a figure came out from behind the tree. It was as thin as a stick, with arched shoulders, as if a gust of wind would blow it down.

Mr. Mo Da glanced at Zheng Jian, and then carefully stared at Qu Feiyan next to Zheng Jian.

Qu Feiyan was frightened and quickly hid behind Zheng Jianjian.

The corner of Zheng Jian's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: "Mr. Mo Da's appearance is too real, it can stop children from crying at night!"

"Okay, very good!" Mr. Mo Da gave a slight compliment after a while.

"You guarded me in this forest for a long time, just to say this?" Zheng Jian blurted out, and regretted it as soon as he said it, why did he say what was in his heart without paying attention.

In the original book, Mr. Mo Da is not only eccentric, but also has an eccentric temper. This...

"Hey, sharp teeth and sharp mouth! I knew it earlier." Mr. Mo Da was not angry, but his words revealed that he knew about Zheng Jian's talk.

"How do you know?" Zheng Jian didn't have any scruples when he heard it, and just did what he thought.

Mr. Mo Da's face froze, this guy is really a meaty person, "Mr. Yue, you have faith."

Cherish words like gold!

Zheng Jian felt uncomfortable when he heard it. After thinking about it carefully, he just figured it out. What Mr. Mo Da meant was that Lao Yue had written to Mo Da long before he came to Hengyang, most of which were to take care of him. And the harm of his own mouth, so Mr. Mo said that he knew a long time ago...

Hehe... so tired!

To communicate with Mr. Mo Da, you must bring your own translation skills, otherwise you will not understand what he is saying...

However, Zheng Jian still felt warm in his heart. Although Lao Yue didn't come, his caring heart still arrived. Zheng Jian was quite embarrassed...

As if he had consciously expressed his intention of coming, Mr. Mo Da didn't stop, turned around, pulled the erhu, and drifted away to the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain".

Zheng Jian didn't say anything, but in his heart he had some respect for this uncle with a very wretched appearance. In the original book, Mr. Mo Da could be called a "true hermit".

All his life in "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", Liu Zhengfeng said that he was always lonely and not on the stage, which actually just shows that he is really content with the market.

When chatting with Linghu Chong, he sometimes burst into foul language. He is unrestrained, responsible, and a good guy who has not lost his true temperament.

He was dissatisfied with Songshan and tolerated it; it was rumored by the outside world that he was at odds with Liu Zhengfeng.

But killing Fei Bin, challenging Yue Lingshan, and helping the Hengshan faction showed their sharpness.

He was a real hermit, a real hermit living in the city like a sad old man.The anger in my heart was smoldering, and it was all on the piano music and sword.It may be narrow, it may be vulgar, but it is this idea of ​​anger and sadness that makes him look more like a person than other worldly experts.

Seeing it now, it really makes people feel heartbroken unconsciously.

Mr. Mo Da took a few more glances at Qu Feiyan, which proved that he knew about Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang's friendship, but he didn't care.

While thinking wildly, Mr. Mo Da had already disappeared into the distance. Suddenly, Zheng Jian came back to his senses, and was surprised to find that, damn it, he didn't get any cash!

In just a few words of dialogue, Zheng Jian also slapped him a few times, but he didn't get the slightest bit of resentment!

It's a heifer with a big top-it's awesome!

This is the first person who has been bullied by Zheng Jian but has no resentment at all!

Even Feng Qingyang, who is well-trained, contributed a bit of resentment at that time.

……

In the arena, there are new rumors every day.

Within a few days, the story of Hengshan School Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands in the golden basin spread throughout the martial arts world, especially the Songshan School part, which was spread with great joy.

Naturally, the title of Zheng Jian, the head disciple of the Huashan School, "Hui Tian Swordsman" has finally resounded throughout the martial arts world!

Almost everyone with a head and face knows that Huashan sent a genius swordsman, "Huitian Swordsman".

If the last time the "Huitian Swordsman" appeared in Fuzhou was just his first entry into the arena, this time the Golden Basin washed his hands in the limelight, which can be called "famous".

No one dared to regard him as a junior, and the famous martial arts masters regarded him as a master of the same generation at the head level of various schools, and also taught their disciples to be more bright when they go out, so don't provoke that evil star.

When someone laughs, someone cries; when someone rejoices, someone worries.

Zheng Jian has become famous, and he is based on the name given by the Songshan School. One can imagine how Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School feels.

……

In the Songshan School, Zuo Lengchan was wearing a dark red cloak, sitting sideways on the head throne.

A few years have passed, Zuo Lengchan's original heroic temperament has changed a lot, there is a change of toughness with softness, the kind of feminine.

"Junior Brother Lu... Tell me carefully, what's the matter with washing hands in the golden basin?" Zuo Lengchan's voice was very soft and sharp.

Crane's hand, Lu Bai, was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't dare to hide it, and quickly told the whole story of Liu's residence. Of course, he didn't forget to add more details.

Zuo Lengchan listened quietly without interrupting, until Lu Bai finished speaking, he raised his fingers unconsciously, and looked at Lu Bai like lightning, "So, even De Nuo's matter, you don't care about it." said?"

Lu Bai's back was wet from nervousness. He had rarely seen Lao Denuo in the past few years, and thought that the senior brother in charge had long since cared about that disciple, but now it seems that something is wrong.

"Senior brother, I, I, I was obsessed with ghosts, I was wrong, I, I was forced to help..." The crane hand who was majestic outside was full of fear and tension like a primary school student who made a mistake.