Mu Yunbai held the guqin in his arms and walked into the basement without saying a word.
He originally planned to spend the night here, but he didn't want to hear the news that Tang Xiaoman was injured by the guqin.
He placed the guqin heavily on the table in the basement, then turned his back and said calmly with a cold face: "Come out and give me an explanation yourself."
How often have those lonely ghosts who usually live in the basement seen such a formation?
Although they all knew that Mu Yunbai was very powerful, no one had ever heard him say a harsh word.
But seeing him like this today, he was obviously very angry.
A few discerning ghosts stood in the corner, and some simply floated out of the basement.
Who knows if there will be a "storm" inside?
Lin Yatou's ghosts, who claimed to be familiar with Mu Yunbai, naturally did not move away.
They just stayed there quietly, waiting for a good show to unfold.
"Aren't you going to come out?"
Mu Yunbai snorted again, "Don't think that if you don't speak, I won't argue with you anymore."
At this time, I saw curls of smoke rising from the guqin, slowly condensing in the air, and slowly turned into the appearance of a woman.
"Tell me, why did you hurt her?"
Mu Yunbai turned around, looked at the curling smoke in the air with half-squinted eyes, and asked.
"I didn't mean it," the woman cried with an aggrieved look, "I'm just not used to being touched by strangers."
"Stranger" Mu Yunbai approached the cloud of smoke and his expression became more fierce as he looked at her, "Don't tell me that you no longer recognize her as your master."
"No, my master is you, not her."
The woman looked panicked and defended, "My master has always been you, how could I become her?"
"I still clearly remember you carving on me with a carving knife, turning me from an ordinary piece of paulownia wood into a guqin with a beautiful sound."
The smoke lowered its eyebrows, like smoke.
Wu's hand stroked the broken strings and said, "There are also these strings that you twisted for me with your own hands.
Do you think it's broken?
Don't I feel pain?"
"Why are you telling me this?"
Mu Yunbai looked at her with contempt, "I told you that day when I went to the forest to select materials.
I wanted to find a good wood to make a guqin for the one I love.
At that time, you , I happily agreed.”
"Agree to me," the woman in the smoke shouted hysterically, "If that woman had been by your side all these years, I would have nothing to say, but don't forget, I am the only one who has been by your side all these years.
Only I, Tongmu Jing, am the one who stays with you and sings softly when you are sad.
When you are upset, I am the one who relieves your worries.
But where is she?"
"You can't let me, after spending so many years with you, bring back an inexplicable woman and then tell me that she is my master.
Let me tell you, I can't accept it."
The smoke rose in the air.
The thicker it rises, the more blurry the image of the woman becomes.
"So what do you want?"
Mu Yunbai asked straightforwardly.
"I want you to know that you and her will not last long."
The smoke continued to shout, "You are a monster and she is a human being.
How can you two be together for a long time?
Don't forget, She will die in this life, and she will still die in this life
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