Chapter 673

In the east of great wilderness, Bodhi temple.

Xiyue is playing chess with the old monk on the stone table in the courtyard outside the guest room of the Zen temple.

"You usually take Bodhi manna very seriously and mean very much. Why did Yu Ren borrow it so readily this time?"

The old monk laughed and said, "if something happens to Jianmu, it's a big event in the world, not a matter of feathered people. You can't be stingy, you can't be stingy. "

Xiyue hissed: "the monk is not honest. You look leisurely, but you don't feel worried."

The old monk said with a simple smile: "the way of divination may not be exclusive to the benefactor."

"You calculate the result, Jianmu is OK, may not need to use your nectar, so do a favor?"

"Exactly."

Xiyue came to have some interest: "what Gua?"

"Withered Yang Sheng Hua."

“？” "Are you sure you know the meaning of this hexagram

The old monk's smile became more simple and honest: "ah? Isn't it about regeneration of dead trees

"That's an old woman Well, if it should be in Jianmu's body, you can't say there is a mistake in your solution. " Xi Yue curled her mouth and casually answered a son: "it doesn't matter to me anyway."

The old monk said with a smile, "of course, who dares to say the old lady, benefactor?"

Xi Yue hums a, facial expression strange Stink: "have."

"Pa" to a sound, the chessboard almost cracked: "board face orange peel old Taoist? You wait for me. "

The old monk's face twitched for a moment, and then slowly said: "in fact, there is something wrong with the branch of the feather man's building, which also reflects a very fatal thing. Don't you care?"

Xiyue said casually: "does it reflect that Jianmu itself is in decline? Otherwise, ordinary means are unlikely to be able to move its branches It's just that it's not tough enough. It's not what we know. "

"Yes The benefactor's heart is still bright. " The old monk pondered: "Jianmu is closely related to this world. If something goes wrong..."

What do we not want to go into the moon

The old monk was silent.

Xi Yue glanced at him: "don't worry about the world here. I don't believe you can't guess the root cause of Jianmu's decline."

People in the sky plunder 90% of the world's aura, and the energy supply needed to build trees simply can't keep up with it. Sooner or later, it will be more and more declining. As long as you know that there are people in the sky, it's almost impossible to guess the reason.

The only thing we need to guess is why the people in the sky don't directly occupy Jianmu, and whether they have any secret discussions with the dragon.

The old monk sighed.

Xi Yue said: "the fundamental factor you don't dare to ask, what is the use of Jianmu alone?"

The old monk said faintly, "do you dare to ask

"Dare, just inconvenient."

"How much difference does that make..."

Xiyue was silent for a moment and whispered: "anyway Someone is there, and I'd like to know how much he can uncover. "

The old monk was astonished: "it can't be The one drunk with the benefactor

"Pa!" Xiyue once again took a chess piece, and her eyebrows were inverted: "you have countless descriptions. Why do you choose this one alone?"

The old monk grinned: "because It's rare. "

The moon glared angrily and the monk was smiling. Just at this time, a monk rushed in: "the feather messenger came and sent back the Bodhi branch."

The old monk stroked and laughed: "sure enough, Yang Shenghua is dead."

Xiyue always thinks that he is hinting, but there is no evidence.

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Under the guidance of two feather men, An'an arrives at Qin Yi's new residence.

This is not the courtyard of house arrest. It is the place where the core leaders of feather people live under the holy wood and the temple. The pond water in the courtyard is the spring of aura, and the cliff stream behind the house is the water of mother and son. In a moment, the high-end atmosphere is high-grade, and the guard is very strict. An'an carefully passes through the heavy guard, but gets the feather people's kind smile, all say: "uncle's order, An'an princess can go directly to see him, no need to report."

Then, two little girls were assigned to show her the way.

An'an's mind is a little certain that Mr. dark road is still a gentleman. The biggest sign of a gentleman is to remember her feelings and not take her Beng people's contribution for granted.

It's good to have this intention. At least I don't feel that I have fed the dog with kindness.

As for the follow-up, Ann doesn't know. At present, the ninth king has not made any representations to the clam girl, and it seems that he has not expressed his anger Better never.

No matter whether there is a bullock King's concert or a mussel girl must do well, the flute she should learn should continue.

Ann knocked on the door of Qin Yi's room: "Sir, An'an comes to learn flute."

As a result, the door was not forced, and it was pushed open at a knock.

Qin Yi was sitting on the desk in front of the window, writing something with a pen in his hand. At this time, he froze and watched her break in. There was a commotion under the table. Soon, he found out a pair of wings, then covered his face with wings and ran away.

Ann can't understand the silent pantomime. What's Yu Shang doing under the table? What duck is running in a hurry? It's impolite not to say hello."First, sir?" Seeing Qin Yi's face twitching, An'an cautiously said, "didn't you disturb sir?"

"No, No Qin Yi coughed twice and sat up straight: "you're just in time. I'm writing you a new score."

Ann breathed a sigh of relief. She looked very happy. She was writing a new score. She was half done. After a few days of teaching, An'an is not a complete Xiaobai now. She can understand that this score is not a solo score, but a ensemble.

"There are still more than ten days to go before the concert. I think you can barely learn the basics of flute, but it is impossible to play any good music." As expected, Qin Yi said: "I asked the Yu people that the king is only good music, not that you all nationalities are required to perform. If you can attract foreign aid and play the music that it is satisfied with, it will only be happy and absolutely have no opinion."

Ann nodded: "yes, the king just wants to get different music. There is no limit to race. To tell you the truth, An'an had thought about it. She wanted her husband to go with An'an I'm afraid my husband won't, so I'm sorry to mention it. "

Qin Yi said with a smile, "I don't want to take advantage of you. I want to tell you the truth. I want to get close to the prison cow myself. I hope you can take me in. So I beg you, not you ask me. "

Ann laughed: "Sir, you are a gentleman. In this case, it is a matter that everyone is happy to get along with, and who is going to ask who? "

Qin Yi said: "then you read the score, and we will strengthen the practice of this song these days."

Ann saluted, "yes."

Yu Shang, who had just run out, came back with the corner of his mouth, staring at An'an and saying, "you can't move and wrap yourself up with a shell. How can you talk in front of my husband and speak more smoothly than anyone else? A gentleman is magnanimous in every mouthful, and he is in agreement with what he or she is What do you want to do with my husband

When there is no one, it's nothing. When someone said that, Ann's face turned red.

When the shell is closed, a pillar stands in the middle. The voice of crying came from the pillar: "it's just ensemble, ensemble..."

Feather clothes open mouth, this bullying feeling, even the pleasure of tearing force. It's better to have a good time with the Taoist nun and the witch. It's boring.

Qin Yi was also ellipsis, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

These days, I feel that Ann is quite normal except that she is not very enlightened Can see this performance, should it not be closed like a pillar when playing under the public?

How about playing a ball?

Daily training and performing in front of the public are two different things. Most people don't breathe for more than ten minutes when they scold their teammates with earphones. When they stand on the stage, they stammer and can't fart for half a day. What's the use of playing like a model in practice? It's all broken when you're on stage.

"That won't work." Qin Yi, who was a music teacher for the first time, finally realized the key problem. He got up and paced back and forth, stood on the edge of the column and knocked on the shell.

The clam shell opened a crack, and the beautiful eyes blinked inside.

Qin Yi said with a straight face: "on the matter of playing flute, you regard me as a teacher, don't you?"

"Yes, yes, Ann is sincere in learning flute."

"Then you listen to my training, don't you?"

Ann felt bad, and her voice went down: "yes..."

"Well, from now on, you open the clam shell, which is too big to close, and then stand at the gate of the Yuren temple for an hour."

"Ha?" Ann's face is green.

"Poof..." Feather clothes smile out. This time is the time for countless feathered people to go to the temple to pray. In that clamshell for an hour, will this sister faint?

Under the table, the shame and indignation that had been smashed disappeared in an instant. She even felt that her husband was taking out her anger for herself.

Well, it must be.

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