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Yan Chixia was lucky. Although his two roasted rabbits were over-roasted and the meat was dry, they were not burnt. Xiahou swordsman also took out some dry food and wine, and the two big men started to drink.

After three or two glasses of wine, the topic started, and Yan Chixia asked: "Brother Xiahou, what kind of expert can you let go of your obsessions for many years, stop fighting for this false fame, and start to concentrate on martial arts."

Although Xiahou is lustful, addicted to alcohol, loves money, seeks fame, kills like hemp, and disturbs herself so much that she can't be at peace, but Yan Chixia knows that Xiahou swordsman is actually a good person-of course, this is compared to today's world. Word.

Xiahou never bullied the weak, as long as he was not provoked, he basically would not kill; for the weak, if it was not too troublesome, he would occasionally help the weak.

"That's an expert outside the world. Although it's just a few words, most of the things in the words are incomprehensible, but the part that can be understood makes people suddenly realize, let me understand myself." Xiahou swordsman drank Taking a sip of wine, he picked out some important things during the day, and briefly explained to Yan Chixia: "After the expert left, I sat in the gazebo and thought for a long time, not even paying attention to what happened outside. Come here, half a day has passed, and the knot in my heart has also been opened."

"Recalling all the past, I found that it was very ridiculous, but I came to Guobei County this time to find you for a martial arts competition. This must be done, even if my obsession has been untied."

Looking at the swordsman Xiahou at this time, Yan Chixia understood in her heart, raised her glass to congratulate her opponent for many years, and congratulated him on his new life—the change of swordsman Xiahou was visible to the naked eye.

Don't look at Xia Hou's fierce face with a murderous look, but this is also forced by life. In today's world where the order is broken, only if you behave fiercely and ruthlessly enough can you have enough deterrent power to deter Xiaoxiao's generation , to avoid a lot of trouble.

The same is true for Yan Chixia, otherwise he wouldn't have grown his beard and made his face rough, just to make him feel that he is not a good person the first time you see him.

After unraveling the knot, although Xiahou swordsman's face is still so ugly, the gloomy and evil spirit between his brows has been untied, and he has become much more peaceful.

Let's not talk about the nonsense between the two old men here...

……

Half-talking is very torturous.

After being brought down from the roof by Yue Si, Ning Caichen asked Yue Si: "Brother, what is it that you stopped before you finished speaking on the roof, and why do you need to know those things when you become a high-ranking official?"

Yue Si looked at Ning Caichen's face full of curiosity, and said, "Well, let me tell you in the most obvious way that even educated children can understand—the same A sentence, said from different people's mouths, heard by different people, understands the meaning differently, you understand this principle, but it has not been applied in practice."

"During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, in the exchanges of state affairs, the emperor and his ministers played right, all of them used allusions, and their conversations were all "Poems" and "Books". The dialogues between the emperor and his ministers were all meaningful. The sentences about the emotions between men and women are actually a metaphor for the identities of the monarch and ministers with the relationship between men and women."

"The so-called 'Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart', this is a sentence in "Poetry". For women, this is a love poem of yearning for a lover. When it is spoken from the mouth of a king, this is an expression of seeking talents... This I have already given you the reason in a simple way, and you will understand after analyzing it yourself.”

"So that's how it is..." Ning Caichen looked suddenly enlightened: "Xiahou mentioned so many girls' names, he just saw one and loved the other, which shows his nature; and the one named Yan Chixia claimed to be the girl among the flowers. However, a single leaf does not touch the body, and for so many women, they will not spare any kind and show no mercy, and concentrate on one thing, even if the martial arts are almost the same at the beginning, after so many years, the martial arts of the two must be different. "

"To analyze the meaning of a person's words, one must look at his identity, his experience, his interests, and his interpersonal relationships... This is exactly what was said in the previous book."

"Okay, don't talk anymore, it's getting late, I'm sleepy, you go to bed early, and you'll be busy tomorrow." Yue Si waved his hand, and didn't let Ning Caichen continue to analyze, and went back to the hammock to lie down .

However, being so disturbed by the movement made by the Xiahou swordsman, Ning Caichen felt no sleepiness at all, and his body was still very tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep. , Do you have lamp oil with you?"

Yue Si was lying on the hammock with his right hand hanging down. He didn't need to look at it, so he found a palm-sized bottle from his cage, and handed it to Ning Caichen: "Yes, there is, but there is no oil lamp. .”

After receiving the lamp oil, Ning Caichen was very grateful, and found a fairly complete tile from the courtyard of the Buddhist monastery. After cleaning it, he did not know where to remove two threads and twisted them together on the tile as a wick. , and poured some kerosene into the tiles a little, let the wick soak in the kerosene, and after igniting, it was a simple oil lamp.

With the brighter light, Ning Caichen found some wooden planks and bricks to build a simple table. After grinding the ink, he spread out the ledger with scattered words, and began to rewrite on the ledger with a brush.

Ning Caichen's evaluation of his extensive knowledge and memorization is not false. He came to collect the account, so he must have the details of the account book in his hand, but the original account book, the owner will definitely not give it to him. What he holds in his hand is his own. A copy of the transcript.

After copying it over and over again, he has a detailed understanding of the account transactions in his heart. During the day, because of his haste and hypoglycemia, he didn't react to this, and now he can't sleep, so he simply rewrote the account book silently.

Waiting until tomorrow, he took the account book and went to the owner of the inn to collect the account, to see if he had anything to say, and if he dared to instruct the waiter to throw himself and the luggage out of the store.

Just writing most of it silently, Ning Caichen suddenly heard the melodious sound of the piano coming from a distance, so he stopped writing and listened attentively.

The sound of the piano is clear, but it has a sense of sadness and sadness, which makes people feel empathetic. Ning Caichen connected with his past, thinking of his unsatisfactory journey and ill-fated fate, he couldn't help feeling sad from it, and wept secretly: "It's so beautiful! Qin Yin, what a miserable life experience."

"Wow, I just played the strings with a few hands, and you know that people have a miserable life experience, and the sound of the piano is not the sound of the piano, but the Morse code." Lying on the hammock, Yue Si showed a smile on his face. Ning Caichen over there said with a smile.

Ning Caichen ignored the words in Yue Si's speech that he had never heard before, and responded to the teasing meaning of Yue Si's speech: "The six arts of a gentleman, ritual, music, archery, imperialism, and calligraphy." , counting, because my family is poor, I don't know how to shoot arrows, ride horses and drive cars, but I still know a little bit about other things, such as "music". After listening to "Shao" music, I was completely obsessed with it, and there was an allusion of "I don't know the taste of meat in three months."

"Well, I told you about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and now you bring out Confucius to suppress me." Yue Si looked down at Ning Caichen and said with a smile: "Then you analyze and analyze, this piano player is who?"

"I don't know who this player is playing the piano, but I can roughly guess that the other party is a beautiful woman who was born in a family of officials, but fell into a foreign land..." Ning Caichen squinted his eyes, listened to the sound of the piano for a while, and lowered his voice , said in a slowed down tone.

Yue Si sat up and swayed gently on the hammock like a swing, and then applauded Ning Caichen: "You stinky bookworms really look like you, and you don't even show your face when you see people with outstanding talents. When you see her, you will assume that the other party is a peerless beauty, bah, despicable."

Under Yue Si's words, Ning Caichen faltered and said: "Brother, what you said is biased, I, I just express my feelings."

Yue Si still applauded: "Ha, you really got what I said! I have seen this kind of thing a lot."

"There was once a woman who was ugly, short, fat, dark-skinned, and had a rough voice. If she stood there, if she didn't tell others that she was a woman, she would think she was a rough and ugly woman. A man dressed like a man."

"God is fair. Although she didn't give her a beautiful appearance, she gave her a talent for poetry that ordinary people can't match. Her reading and writing are even more first-class. The poems she wrote are ingenious and effortless. Even the farmer can feel a kind of beauty from the poems after listening to her poems."

"However, it is precisely because of her ugliness that her poems have not been widely spread, and the popularity of her poems is not high. Her dazzling talent is hard to beat, and people can't believe that such beautiful poems come from her hands."

Speaking of this, Yue Si deliberately paused, Ning Caichen was listening intently, seeing that Yue Si did not continue, he asked impatiently: "What happened next?"

"Later." Yue Sila said with a long tone: "Then that woman thought of a way, every time she published a poem, she had to attach a story. Half of it is hidden and half is hidden. When people read her words, they will imagine a boudoir girl who loves reading, writing and composing poems. She reads and writes poetry, thinking that is not something a woman should do, and wants to find a family to betroth her to."

"With this story, the poetess' poems spread among the scholars. This group of scholars like to impose their preferences on a person they have never met, and imagine an ugly woman as that kind of person. A weak and beautiful woman."

"I don't believe it." Hearing this, Ning Caichen shook his head again and again: "Brother, you have lied to me too many times, I'm afraid this is another story you made up."

Yue Si stretched out a finger and shook it: "Oh, you are wrong. Although this is a story, I didn't make it up. I couldn't make it up. I read it from other people's books. I got it to satirize a sour, stinky scholar like you."

Hearing this, Ning Caichen raised the tile oil lamp and began to fight, before going out.

"It's late at night, what are you doing?" Yue Si asked Ning Caichen when he saw Ning Caichen going out angrily.

Ning Caichen stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said to Yue Si: "Only this matter, I don't believe it, brother, I'm going to look for the sound of the qin, to see if the girl playing the qin is beautiful or ugly."

"What if that player who plays the piano is a man?" Yue Si was silent for a while, and suddenly Ning Caichen choked on this sentence.

Yes, who stipulated that the person who played such a sad and miserable piano sound must be a woman?

Yue Si went on to say: "And, don't forget, I told you that recently, you can't get close to female sex, otherwise you will be unlucky and everything will be wrong, you have to think about it carefully. "

Hearing Yue Si mentioned the matter of 'abstinence' again, Ning Caichen's attitude became very hard: "Everything is inappropriate, so this time, I must compete with you."

"Nie Yuan! Nie Yuan! No, it's wrong, wrong!" Yue Si raised his head and sighed, "I told you to reboot, but I didn't expect that you never escaped from this encounter. The reason is still there. on me."

"Forget it, forget it, let me go with you. At night, you can't lift your hands or shoulders. If something really happens, the cause and effect will be on me." Yue Si got off the hammock, He rummaged through his cage: "Throw away that broken oil lamp of yours, I have lanterns and candles here."

Seeing that Yue Si was willing to go with him to meet the person playing the piano, he was immediately overjoyed, and suddenly said: "Brother, since you have candles here, why didn't you just ask me to borrow lamp oil from you?" Take it out?"

"You didn't ask, and if you don't say anything, who knows what you're going to do?" Yue Si lit the lantern and went out with Ning Caichen.

Seeing that Yue Si had nothing but a lantern in his hand, Ning Caichen became cautious again: "Brother, don't you take your sword?"

"What are you doing with the sword? The two of us are going to meet people, not to kill people. In case, as you said, the piano player is a beautiful woman, I will carry a sword to figure out what's going on. What happened to the other party, what should I do if I frighten him?"

Ning Caichen: "..."

……

In the gazebo by the lake, Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in white, played the piano alone under the light of lanterns and candles, singing softly sad songs.

The world is difficult, it is not easy to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to be a ghost.

It was already tragic enough to die in a foreign country, but Nie Xiaoqian realized that she could not be reincarnated after death. The most important ashes were controlled by the tree demon grandmother and turned into a lonely ghost to drive her. Seduce men, like bait in a trap, lure men to take the bait.

There is a certain amount of blood in the human body. If the lustful heart is moved, the blood supply to the brain will be insufficient. At this time, the tree demon grandma will take the opportunity to step in, drain the person's energy, and turn him into a mummy.

Although it was not of her own will, there are countless people who died because of Nie Xiaoqian. Who made her look good? There are only a handful of female ghosts under the tree demon's grandmother who can rival her in appearance .

And Nie Xiaoqian was a family of officials before her death. She learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, adding a good temperament, which is more suitable as a bait.

Thinking of those female ghost sisters, Nie Xiaoqian added a pang of sorrow and a sigh...