Chapter 100 (2/2)
”Lord, it seems that his Royal Highness the king of Sichuan has been looking through ancient books recently, and his subordinates don't know what he is looking for, but it seems that he hasn't found it.” Cheng Yuan returned.
”What I asked him to do, he just came back today. I think it's a bit tricky. Do you send someone to check it secretly these days?” Believe me.
”My subordinates have sent people to have a look. All the people who have been persecuted by the black and white building have been compensated accordingly. His Royal Highness the king of Sichuan is expected to spend a lot of money this time.” Cheng Yuan said again.
”That's what he asked for.” The letter warrior owl hears the speech not cold not hot spit out a sentence.
Cheng Yuan looks at the changeable and unpredictable king of a country, and then thinks of his royal highness king Lin, who is suffering. Unconsciously, his heart is filled with a trace of pain.
When he learned that Xinlin was not dead, it seemed as if nothing had happened to him. He didn't mention Xinlin at all, just as if there had never been this man
It's all normal.
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On this side of the Sichuan palace, he received a letter from the black and white Dharma protector, and xinyuanchuan couldn't sit still.
”Your Highness, the black and white Dharma protector said in the letter that he saw king Lin? Is king Lin still alive After reading the letter, Meng Xu looked at xinyuanchuan in disbelief. After he asked, he lost his voice and immediately shut up“ Not only is he still alive, but now he has entered Kunwu, and there is a king of Kunwu around him. If he wants to move him again, it will not be so easy! ” Xinyuanchuan stares at a place, and Meng Xu's voice is cold. He doesn't even dare to breathe. He's afraid that his words might annoy the master.
”It's really a demon, so you can escape!” The cold words gradually disappeared into the dark night with the wind.
Mr. xinyuanchuan glanced at Meng Xu and said, ”are you dumb?”
”Your Highness, I think we might as well wait and see what his highness Chong Wang is going to do next. It's not too late to do it later.” Meng Xu racked his brains, and finally only said such a way is not the way.
Xinyuanchuan precipitated for a moment, then said: ”for the time being, it can only be so, immediately send the letter to the wind.”
”Yes.” Meng Xu answered.
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Three days later, when Kunwu and xincangqu passed through the secluded bamboo forest again, they looked at each other and laughed. Without suspense, they lived in the bamboo building again.
This time, Kunwu was smart enough to know that he didn't have the ability of ”self-reliance”, so he prepared the food ahead of time.
Since there are ready-made delicacies, Xin cangqu naturally doesn't bother to do it. So when Kun wujinuo was packing food, she also took a bag by hand, saying that it was the reward for the pheasant, but her royal highness didn't care about it.
In the middle of the night, Kun Wu, who was about to turn off the light and sleep, suddenly heard a sound of flute, which came through the window with the night wind, blowing into the room
Kunwu was shocked. At that moment, it seemed that everything was empty and dreamy... Close your eyes and listen to the flute quietly, clearly and wholeheartedly.
The flute sound is clear and quiet, gentle and calm, just like a long endless dream, but the world in the dream is so real. There are joys and joys, sorrows and sorrows, sorrows and pains... It is also like an ancient stream, flowing all over the river, seeing the ups and downs of prosperity, experiencing thousands of hardships and obstacles... Thousands of years are like one day, In the end, it was treated with indifference.
In a trance, he fell into the nightmare that troubled him for many years
In the dream, he should be asleep, but who is the woman sitting at the head of his bed playing the tune?
He couldn't see her face clearly, but since he could play such a beautiful tune, he must be a beauty
He tried to open his eyes, want to see her, but, still failed, again and again, failed.
Finally, a song, vaguely visible, the woman hanging head stroking the instrument in her hand, that instrument... Seems to be a white jade Piccolo”A dream of the end of the Yellow sorghum, a vast orchid...”
”In this world, there is another person who is so similar to aqu, but also a poor child...”
”I don't know if it will be good or bad in the future...”
”Well, it's in your hands whether it's good or bad.”
That woman's voice is very good, but the poems she read are so desolate, so sad and beautiful, so touching
When listening to the sound of the flute, Kunwu suddenly woke up, his heart jumped, and suddenly opened his eyes. This is... This is the song in the dream!!
No mistake! This is really that song!