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Tie Qingyi had never imagined that such a handsome man with a curly beard would pretend to be a woman. He slowly walked back to the thatched cottage and picked up the human skin mask left behind by the woman.

The mask was extremely exquisite. Even the whiskers and roots were made from a real person's beard. He immediately put it away. He then walked in front of the old man's corpse, squatted down, and slowly put his hand on the old man's round eyes. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he tore open the front of the old man's clothes.

A large piece of his chest had caved in, and a clear imprint of a slender palm could be seen on the area where his chest had collapsed. A large piece of his chest had collapsed, and a clear imprint of a slender palm could be seen on the area where his chest had collapsed.

He stood up, looked around, then went to the wall to retrieve the oil lamp. He threw it on a pile of straw in the corner and left the room in a flash. Not too far away, a fire lit up behind him, and the thatched cottage was instantly set ablaze.

At this moment, a faintly discernible flute sound suddenly rang out. Tie Qingyi was puzzled, it was midnight, there was a flute in the night, it must be a Yamen player. She immediately followed the flute sound and headed over.

After walking for a while, the sound of the flute gradually became clearer. Tie Qingyi lowered her head to listen carefully.

Tie Qingyi had been influenced by his master since he was young. His master was a martial arts expert, and regardless of whether it was in the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting, he could be called a grandmaster of his times. As a result, Tie Qingyi was not only proficient in the rhythm, but also had great attainments in it.

The melody of the flute was soft and low, like a young phoenix singing in the depths of a valley, and yet it seemed to contain an infinite sadness; its passion was like a dragon in the deep, like a tiger in the peak, like a golden spear singing in unison, moving the heart and soul; its bitterness was like a young woman crying at night; its passion was like the love of a young woman …

Tie Qingyi couldn't help but inwardly exclaim in amazement. Wu Yu actually had such an expert by the Luo River in the wilderness.

As they were walking, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped. Someone said in a clear voice, "The flute music suddenly feels bold and generous. There must be a hero eavesdropping. I wonder who is this expert?"

Tie Qingyi raised his head and, like water under the moonlight, saw a ship floating next to Luo Shui that was carved with dragons and phoenixes. The ship was brightly lit, but there were very few people walking on it, making it seem somewhat lonely.

A blue-robed young master sat alone at the head of the table. He held a flute in one hand and was currently lifting a glass of wine with the other. He was in a leisurely mood.

Tie Qingyi cupped her fist and said: "I had heard of such a wonderful song and mistakenly entered this place. I never thought that I would disturb your mood. It's really too abrupt."

That young master laughed heartily and said in a clear voice, "Such beautiful scenery of a clear wind and bright moon. It is my honor to be a guest at night." "We don't have to follow the formalities of the world. Why don't you go aboard and get drunk?"

Tie Qingyi praised, "What a great saying, 'You don't have to follow the customs of the mortal world'. Just based on this saying, it is worth Tie's company drinking a few bowls of wine with you!" He jumped onto the boat.

The head of the boat was brightly lit, reflecting the young man in a blue robe. He was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, had a high nose bridge, big phoenix eyes, a long face and wide eyebrows, and wore a dark green hair. He had a strange appearance, holding a cup in one hand and a silvery-white flute in the other.

Tie Qingyi was also disgraced by this man's demeanor. She inwardly cheered: "What a refined person!"

The Young Master saw that his jump up the ship seemed ordinary, but it was actually an extremely profound movement technique, and also saw that he had a handsome appearance, a look of surprise flashed past his eyes, he put down his wine cup and stood up: "My dear guest, please forgive me for not welcoming you!" "Forgive me!"

Tie Qingyi laughed and said: "You don't have to follow the customs and formalities of the mortal world to speak your mind. Why are you being so polite?"

The blue-robed young master also laughed heartily and said, "Young master's temperament is outstanding, but this one is a pedant. Esteemed guest, you are welcome to come, please speak inside the cabin! "

Tie Qingyi did not hold back and went straight into the cabin. The interior of the cabin was extremely luxurious and spacious, like a hall for nobles. There were all sorts of furnishings.

Just as the two of them sat down, the blue-robed young master lightly clapped his hands. At the place where the bead curtain was lifted, eight young girls in snow-white clothing had amorous eyes and beautiful eyebrows. Their eyebrows were slanted into the air, and they carried fine dishes or cups in their hands as they walked to the center of the hall with light footsteps. They lined up in a straight line and knelt down, kowtowing in unison: "Greetings, Young Master."

Tie Qingyi did not need to worry about his reputation. He had been alone since he was young, and even though he had met a great master, he had never seen such a beautiful lady before.

Seeing this, the blue-robed young master waved his hand and smiled, "Since there are guests here, you may all leave." All the girls put down their cups and plates and obediently retreated.

The blue-robed young master first filled the cup for Tie Qingyi and said, "Please."

Tie Qingyi drank and then smiled: "I'm Guanping. I'm not used to being loud and clear. I lost my composure for a moment and brother, I'm Lord Grim."

The blue-robed young master waved his hand and said, "Young master's words are wrong! "It is true that I am happy to have my grudges and grudges as I walk in the martial arts world, but it is also a matter of pride in life for me to sing and dance in pairs before I grow up."

Tie Qingyi drank a few cups in a row, turned crazy and laughed: "Yes, yes. Life is just like this. Come, come, drink, drink. "

Tie Qingyi had always had his eyes on the top of his head, looking down on everyone. Ever since they left the sect, they had been wandering around. Other than seeing Nangong He, they did not care about other people of the same generation.

But tonight, they had coincidentally met this young master in blue clothes. His vision was extremely sharp, and his speech was extraordinary. He couldn't help but feel a sense of acceptance towards this person. The two of them toasted each other as they chatted and laughed. Neither of them asked for the other's surname, but both of them were quite familiar with each other.

After three rounds of drinking, the blue-clothed young master lightly clapped his hands and the young girl that just withdrew entered the room in a line when she heard the sound and danced.

The blue-robed young master held the jade flute to his lips and played it softly. The leading young girl chanted along with the flute music:

How could he avoid living a miserable life?

What's the limit of my solitariness!

The dream of returning to my homeland,

He felt two tears fall down his face.

Who is in love with a tall building?

A clear view of the autumn.

The past is empty,

It was still like a dream.

Tie Qingyi was listening to her singing one of the "Midnight Songs" written by Li Yu, the heir of the Underworld Sect's Li Longzi. Although this girl was young, she was still able to sing out the lyrics with a hint of melancholy and sorrows.

Especially when she reached the last two lines, the beautiful and smooth singing was filled with worry and sadness. It was as if the poet's belly was filled with sadness and his infinite nostalgia for his homeland were being called out in her song.

Tie Qingyi praised him: "Good poetry, good singing, but also a bit more heroic sadness, a person in the humble poor land, besides indignant and complaining, all day long thinking of the past glory, distressed and sad about the current situation, not thinking of how to change the environment in order to make progress, I am afraid I lack the generosity of a good man."

"Well said!" The blue-robed young master stood up and toasted as he said loudly, "Not only does young master's words make me feel ashamed, I'm afraid even my ancestors would feel ashamed and ashamed!"

Tie Qingyi was stunned. "Ancestor!"

The blue-robed young master raised his glass and said, "Lord Grim, this poem was made by our ancestors. In this world, only young master's insight suits me. Let me toast to young master!"

Tie Qingyi suddenly stood up and blurted out: "You are Li Longzi?"