Chapter 196

Keng——

Just when Mo Li felt that those violent and murderous emotions in his mind were constantly growing and spreading, a sound like the sound of nature from the horizon made Mo Li, who had been out of control, instantly come back to himself.

I don't know when the forehead has been covered with sweat, Mo Li's clothes have been completely wet with sweat in just a quarter of an hour.

Melodious music from far and near, Mo Li can clearly feel a note from the ear into the depths of the soul.

The music is clear and melodious. Mo Li's mood soon calms down when he hears it. He turns around and listens with his eyes closed. Mo Li finally determines the source of the music.

Under the cliff!

Go to the edge of the cliff and stand still. Looking at the hazy white fog in front of you, you don't know what kind of scenery there is under the cliff. What you can be sure is that the sound of the piano is really coming from the edge of the cliff.

Hesitated and struggled for a while, Mo Li's wooden sword floated slowly in the air. Jump on the wooden sword, and follow the direction of the sound of the piano to the bottom of the cliff.

It's dusk. The hazy water mist between the cliffs suddenly reduces the surrounding temperature. Mo Li's vision is blocked by the fog. Even the divine sense can't detect too far away. Along the direction indicated by the sound of the piano, Mo Li walked through the cliff for about a moment, and everything in front of him suddenly brightened.

The scenery in the sight can not be described too much as a fairyland on earth.

In the distance, Mo Li saw a broad stone platform protruding from the flat cliff, surrounded by colorful flowers. The whole stone wall was surrounded by a sea of flowers. Breeze blowing, all kinds of colors of the flower branches dance in the wind, scattered petals like a shower of flowers in the sky.

Falling on the stone wall, the sound of Qin becomes clearer and clearer. Mo from step by step toward the front slowly close, the pace is very light, seems to be afraid of disturbing the quiet beauty in general.

Across the sea of flowers to the end of the stone platform, a towering ancient tree sheltered an octagonal pavilion, surrounded by snow-white gossamer, TingZhong a graceful figure in the gossamer floating posture looming.

All the way to the front, Mo Li can only see a hazy figure.

The sound of the piano is coming from the pavilion. Mo Li can't feel the violence in his mind. At this time, listening to the melodious sound of the piano, he can only feel the clarity of his soul.

At the end of the song, the delicate fingers of the lady in the pavilion pressed the strings, and a sweet voice came from the pavilion: "dear guests come to our house, and I hope you will forgive me if I neglect you!"

When the woman spoke, a clean and smooth ancient tree stump flew in the air and fell in front of Mo Li.

"You're welcome, girl. I've heard the sound of the piano. I hope you don't be strange when I disturb you!" Mo Li sat down on the stake and said with a smile.

"From the sound of the piano?" The woman in the pavilion trembled.

"Yes Mo Li nodded: "the girl's piano is elegant and clear, like a mountain stream and clear spring. It's really the sound of heaven around the beam!"

"The young master is wrong."

Breeze blowing around the pavilion gossamer, along the gap opened, Mo Li saw the figure of the woman in the pavilion.

Wearing a snow-white dress, sitting cross knee in front of a dark guqin, the woman's body looks very weak like willows in the wind. Three thousand green silk is behind her. Under the light willow eyebrows, there are a pair of smart big eyes, but the face is not clear, because the woman's face is covered with a layer of white yarn.

"By the way, I don't want to leave. I haven't asked the girl's name yet!"

Mo Li then remembered that he didn't know the name of the girl in front of him. He got up, arched his hand and asked.

The woman's slender fingers gently stroked the string. Under the white yarn, her red lips gently opened: "the carefree Pavilion beside the carefree cliff, heartbroken people play heartbroken Qin. Mediocre people harass mediocre people, and confidants are only for confidants. "

Mo Li was stunned. After a short period of consternation, he shook his head and sighed: "what a mediocre person. It's lucky to be able to listen to the girl's song today, but I'm persistent."

"You misunderstood me. I don't mean mediocre. If you have a chance, you will understand." The woman finished with a little meal, in Mo Li confused, then said: "little girl bosom friend, your real name is Mo Li?"

Bosom friend?

A simple name, but let Mo Li in the heart secretly aftertaste, hear the woman's question, Mo Li generous nod, way: "yes, Mo Li!"

"Don't leave..." the woman whispered: "stay with you, don't leave, don't abandon..."

The atmosphere at the edge of the cliff was a little dull for a moment. The woman in the pavilion didn't speak any more. She didn't know what to talk about for a moment. Except for the rustle of the ancient trees in the breeze, there were only insects and birds on the whole stone platform.

Two people sit in silence, separated by a few gossamer. I don't know why, although it's my first time to come to this stone platform, everything in front of me gives Mo Li a very kind feeling. It seems that when he came here, he realized that the violent emotions in the sea were also affected and stopped completely.

Is it because of the sound of the piano before?

Mo Li's heart is speculating, the woman finally spoke again, and this time the words let Mo Li's heart more and more surprised.

"Do you feel that you are out of control and easy to lose your mind?"

For the first time, the woman saw through the biggest malpractice of Mo Li's body at a glance, and was not surprised.

"How can a girl know?"

"Because I am a bosom friend, and a bosom friend lives only for a bosom friend."

Mo Li was stunned and looked up with a long smile: "ha ha ha... Girl is right. It's rare to have a bosom friend in life. If you can have a bosom friend like a girl, you are lucky in your life!"

Mo Li thinks that women are unwilling to disclose their own information, but unexpectedly he completely wants to skew the meaning of women's words.

The woman didn't like it either, and a smile appeared in her mouth under the Veil: "little girl, this Qin is a gift from an elder. It's called heartbreak. The song she played before was called Requiem. It's the elder who left it together. Seven Requiem songs. The little girl's qualification is poor. Now she only understands the third one. Would you like to continue to listen to it?"

Mo Li was in a daze. He quickly got up and arched his hand: "Mo Li can't get it!"

The woman nodded slightly, put her fingers on the string, and her eyes closed slowly. The sound of nature once again sounded on the stone platform.

On the dark guqin, the woman's ten fingers move slowly. With the sound of the guqin, the woman's whole body is shrouded in a holy white light. On the seemingly simple and ordinary guqin, where the woman's fingers pass, the golden light flickers together.

Mo Li feels that his soul has settled down again, and the notes seem to have penetrated into the depth of his knowledge. With the sound of the zither, Mo Li did not find that in his sea of knowledge, the spirit of the dragon is flashing with bursts of fluorescence. Countless black Qi around him scattered from the spirit of the dragon, and in a twinkling of an eye, he was washed away by the flashing holy light.

At the end of the song, Mo Li has not been able to come back for a long time.

In the pavilion, the woman's fingers pressed the strings, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her pale face was covered with sweat.