Chapter 206

The signboard of Marlborough has been put up, but there is still a period of preparation for its opening. At least we need to wait for the arrival of all the staff and the helpers of Qingfeng city.

Mo Li takes Su ranxue, Hua Feifei and Jun Xin to live in the original jiuxiao Pavilion, which is now the branch of Wanbao Pavilion in Jiufeng city. The three women seem to regard this place as a home. They look around and arrange it carefully from the beginning, but Mo is free.

Simply nothing, Mo Li simply left the compound and walked out of the city.

Shi Buwei came to the door before, and Mo Li didn't agree to his request at the first time. The biggest reason is that although he and Su ranxue are confident to cure the problems of Shi Buwei's master Dantian and meridians, they can't do anything about the damage to their soul. Although Mo Li can't help it, he believes that there is a person who can help - a bosom friend.

In the past, violence and slaughter were constantly growing in the sea of knowledge. At the critical moment, the three Requiem songs of Zhiyin helped him suppress them. It can be seen that the sound of Zhiyin can wash away the impurities in his soul. To put it directly, the three Requiem songs are obviously helpful to the problems in the soul. If the bosom friend can really heal the wounds in the soul, he is confident that he can reach Blackstone Valley as an ally.

For Mo Li, the current situation is not too short. The four forces, lianjintang, Cangyanshan, Ximen family and Honglou, are ready to move. If they have one more ally, they will have a better chance of winning in the future.

Following the familiar route to wuyouya, a beautiful woman in white dress sits quietly in front of Guqin in the ancient pavilion. When Mo Li walks to the stump outside the ancient pavilion and sits down, he says: "young master, you're here. How are things going in the city?"

Every time he comes to Moli, he will talk with his confidant, and he has no secret of his own experience and current situation. Although he hasn't seen the whole picture of his bosom friend, Mo Li seems to have found his bosom friend. When he is with a girl, he unconsciously abandons all the intrigues in his heart, as if he has found a person who can tell his heart to his heart's content.

"Thank you for your concern. There's no big accident. I've dealt with everything pretty well."

Mo Li has some doubts in his heart.

Every time he comes here, the bosom friend will wait for himself in the pavilion. In fact, he has seen it on Wuyou cliff and knows that the bosom friend's residence should be in the bamboo grove near the cliff. It seems that every time he comes, the girl can know in advance.

"Is there any doubt in your mind?"

Although across the gossamer, but the bosom friend seems to see Mo Li slightly frowning brow asked softly.

Don't leave a Leng, nod, will be in the heart of the problem together.

The beautiful lady smiles quietly and caresses her fingers slowly on the string. She can't express her loneliness in her eyes: "childe, if you live alone in a place for 15 years, you will be familiar with everything around you just like me. Even if a bird flies into Wuyou cliff, I can clearly feel it.... "

Women's voice is very light, but Mo Li feels a tight heart.

Yes! I've been staying in a certain place for a long time. I'm afraid I know everything around me like the back of my hand. He has been very curious, why the bosom friend will always stay in this carefree cliff, never asked before, but thinking of the purpose of this time, Mo Li hesitated a little and then slowly said: "bosom friend girl, why do you always stay here?"

There was a brief silence in the pavilion.

The breeze blows the white veil around the octagonal pavilion, and the voice of the bosom friend comes slowly: "I couldn't walk before, but I don't want to walk now. Originally, I wanted to go out to have a look, but when I could go out, I found that I was used to every plant here. Although the outside world is big, the place in my heart is very small. "

The more the bosom friend said, the more confused he was. Just when he was in doubt, the bosom friend said again: "can you remember the poem I read when I first met you?"

"Of course I do!" Mo Li nodded and whispered: "Wuyou Pavilion beside Wuyou cliff, heartbroken people play heartbroken Qin. Mediocre people harass mediocre people, and confidants are only for confidants. Is that so? "

"That's right..." the bosom friend nodded slowly, but with a bitter smile: "the bosom friend only lives for the bosom friend. Do you really understand the meaning of this sentence?"

Mo Li didn't speak, just shook his head slowly. In fact, from the first encounter to now, Mo Li has a lot of curiosity about this enigmatic woman.

"Are you interested in listening to a story, a story belonging to a bosom friend?"

"I'm all ears." Mo left his whole clothes and sat on the stump of an ancient tree. He knew that the next story of his bosom friend might solve all the doubts in his heart.

"More than ten years ago, there was a zither player in Zhongzhou. He knew the music when he was young, became famous when he was young, and soon became a master of music. In a later performance, the zither player met the love of his life. They fell in love quickly and came together under the witness of countless people. After that, with the help of his beloved wife, the zither player's skill improved by leaps and bounds, and the two even raised their eyebrows like glue.

If life goes on like this, the zither player and his wife may become a good story on the mainland. However, with the progress of piano art, the requirements of the zither player for himself are higher and higher. Gradually, the zither player finds it difficult to play the music he wants in his soul. He began to become irritable and anxious. Every day he tried to break through new heights, but the more anxious he was, the less he could play the music he wanted. Gradually, the zither player seems to fall into a kind of struggle with himself, and his character becomes more and more paranoid. No matter how his wife persuades him, he just can't get out of the magic barrier in his heart. "

Artists are paranoid. Mo Li couldn't help thinking of this sentence.

"And then?"

"Later... Later, in order to play the music he wanted, the zither player left his wife and went to the distance to find Shenmu, hoping to make the most perfect zither in the world. It took the zither player five years to find a sacred wood on a precipice. The zither player excitedly takes Shenmu home and wants to use it to forge the zither. But when he comes home, he finds that his wife died of illness three years ago, and the daughter he gave birth to is missing.

At that moment, the pianist's original paranoid thought seemed to have an epiphany. He rushed to his wife's grave crazily, recalled the little things of his previous life, and realized that he had been walking on the deviated track for many years.

The zither player sat in front of his wife's grave for two years without saying a word. He just kept carving the sacred wood with a carving knife. The piano is made, but it can't make any sound. The man named it heartbroken... "

The bosom friend's voice is choked, but Mo Li seems to understand something. He doesn't speak, but chooses to listen in silence.