The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the water comes out.
The cool sound of the flute brings thoughts into silence, as if everything is sleeping.
This is the feeling brought by the sound of the flute, but it is the same sound of the flute that takes away the lethargy shrouded in thoughts, just like the morning light awakening the earth, bringing the vitality and vitality of spring.
This piece is the one that Tsuki Izumo is most familiar with.
He liked it very much in his previous life, so he practiced it many times by picking up the music.
However, every time he practiced it, he could not reach a level that satisfied him.
Every time, he felt that it was just a little bit behind.
But this time, Yue Izuyun's heart felt empty, but the sound of the flute vaguely reached the artistic conception in his memory.
This is a piece of music with extremely rich content, from the morning and dusk of early spring to the vitality of summer, the sound of the flute turns to the harvest of autumn, and the last bass ending will make everything return to peace.
Who says that traditional classical instruments are not as expressive as Western instruments?
Maybe they just lack a musician with a delicate mind.
The sound of the flute is inherently delicate, whether it is the gentleness of the timbre or the expression of emotion.
The piano expresses the emotion of the music through complex timbres, but the flute only has a few tones.
However, these simple tones can use different methods to make people understand the joy, anger and sorrow in the flute sound in the simplest way. .
This piece of music brings people into sighing about the reincarnation of the four seasons, which naturally meets the requirements that Qingcheng just put forward.
What Yue Izuyun didn't know was that when he was immersed in the sound of the flute and had no time to pay attention, Qingcheng behind him was drinking wine with the sound of the flute and drank up the wine in the pot.
The fire in the small stove was not particularly strong, but it was enough to dispel the coldness in the room.
Qingcheng looked up at her apprentice with eyes full of satisfaction and admiration.
Then she came to the bed not far away, lay down without making any movement, and then fell asleep peacefully listening to the sound of the flute.
So when Tsuki Izumo put down his flute and turned around, he found that his master had already fallen asleep while drunk.
There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was quite drunk.
Yue Izumo had never seen Qingcheng like this before, but this time he just shook his head when he saw it.
Then he helped the wheelchair to the window, covered Qingcheng with the bright red cloak at hand, and then went out with the wheelchair.
Yue Izuyun came out, naturally, to find someone, and the person he was looking for, no need to guess, was Shuqi.
So when Shuqi heard the commotion and walked out of the door, he happened to see an elegant young man in red sitting quietly in the snow.
The young man smiled, like a fairy.
Shuqi was slightly absent-minded, and then asked in confusion: "It's snowing so hard, why is my nephew here?
Come in and tell me if you have anything to say."
"No, it's just a trivial matter.
And Izumo doesn't want master to know that he came to see his uncle today.
If he stayed too long, master might wake up."
Tsuki Izumo sighed.
Shuqi was startled and immediately asked: "What's wrong with junior sister?"
Yue Izumo shook his head helplessly: "I was just drunk and fell asleep."
Shuqi was speechless.
Looking at Yue Izuyun's expression, he became a little more understanding, so he asked: "My nephew came here this time, but it's because of the head junior sister?"
Yue Izuyun nodded, the gentle expression on his face did not change at all, but such a nod in Shuqi's eyes made her have a faint guess.
But before she could speak, Yue Izuyun asked: "Today I saw the master stealing Drinking, as if he hasn’t had a good rest for many days, but it’s because of things in the world.”
"Junior sister said that," Shuqi asked while standing under the eaves.
"No, Master doesn't want me to get involved in Jianghu affairs, so he won't tell me.
I know what she thinks, so I won't ask any more questions."
Shuqi understood instantly: "So you came to me" Yue Izuyun just said: "Only the uncle can help the master."
"Oh, how can I help junior sister?"
Shuqi asked after hearing this, but she suddenly remembered the fearful thoughts of the young man in front of her.
She must have guessed something to come here to ask him, so her tone was unnatural.
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With some expectations.
Yue Izuyun smiled knowingly and said, "Uncle, you know me."
Then he said, "Uncle, what do you think of the current situation in the world?"
Shuqi's heart moved slightly, but she and Qingcheng were worried about some rumors in the world these days.
Yue Chuyun asked, naturally something happened, and immediately asked: "What do you think, my nephew?"
Yue Izuyun did not answer but said: "Presumably at this moment, news about the master's sect has been spread in the world.
If these things had not leaked out from the sect, others would naturally not know about it.
It can be seen that thoughtful people in the world have already secretly laid out chess pieces, and the master Uncle and Master have no way of knowing about these spy pieces."
"My uncle knew the meaning of Izumo's letter to the Money Gang, but he didn't know that Izumo's move was also to prove this matter.
There are some things that God knows and the earth knows.
If outsiders also knew it, it would be the most unsolvable evidence.
Yun was just trying to avoid hidden dangers at first, but who would have expected that such a thing would actually happen, but now that the spy has surfaced, it makes the uncle and master worried. " "So why don't you ask about the eyeliner, but instead ask about the power of the world?"
Shuqi asked puzzledly.
"After the incident in the capital, both the good and the evil will try their best to trace the identities of Ye Wuxiu and those people.
Although those people are deeply hidden, there are Jian Twelve, Jiang Bai and even Xiao Chengfeng, the old fox, who can search for them reasonably.
Naturally, There will be some fox tail.
Although they will abandon the car to protect the commander, it will take a lot of time for Jianghu to deal with these abandoners.
Although some people have the idea of the division, at least they will not take action during this period.
Izumo smiled.
"How long is this time?"
Shuqi asked after him.
Tsuki Izumo shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Izumo only knows a little bit about the affairs of the world.
If he wants to guess more, he needs to know more information.
However, the master doesn't like it, so Izumo doesn't want to ask."
Shuqi chuckled: "My nephew is so thoughtful, and he will listen to my junior sister's words obediently."
"She is my master."
Yue Izumo replied without hesitation, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Just because of that" Shuqi asked in disbelief.
Yue Izumo sighed and said: "Of course it's just because of this.
Besides, even if she is not my master, I still owe her two lives."
Shuqi felt relieved and continued to ask: "How does my nephew think we should respond?"
"There are people who are spying in secret, so we can naturally follow the trend.
They want to know what they want to know, and we will tell them what they want to know according to the plan.
They think that the information they get hidden in the dark is true, so we can naturally be more upright.
Showing them the tampered things will make them feel at ease before we completely deal with Ye Wuxiu and his gang."
"Sometimes it's a good thing not to know where our opponents are, because we can use them in turn.
Master, you don't need to be too cautious next time.
What happened in the past will be what it will be in the future."
After Tsuki Izumo finished speaking, he held the wheelchair and returned along the original path.
Only after turning around did he smile as if he suddenly remembered: "Izumo once heard from the master that my uncle's swordsmanship is unique.
If you are lucky enough, Izumo would like to invite you."
Master's advice on swordsmanship."
Shuqi raised his eyebrows and did not answer, while Yue Izuyun slowly disappeared into the snow as if he had known Shuqi's attitude for a long time.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and soon the tracks of the wheels were covered up.
Shuqi silently watched the black traces being covered up by the white snow, but he couldn't help but feel relieved.
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She was once worried that Yue Izuyun's scheming would be good or bad for Fengming Pavilion, but now she has figured it out.
At least at this moment, Yue Izuyun is standing by Fengming Pavilion, right?
Any advice on swordsmanship is just an excuse.
Shuqi understands what Yue Izuyun means.
If there is anything difficult to solve in the future, he might as well tell him on the pretext of giving him swordsmanship lessons.
"Senior Nephew Izumo, who are you?
You know that your junior sister doesn't want you to get involved in Jianghu affairs, but you still help her solve these things without telling her."
With a sigh, Shuqi turned around and went back to the room.
After Yue Izuyun returned to the room, he heard Qingcheng ask in a daze: "Apprentice, you just went out."
Apparently the sound of opening the door disturbed her.
"The snow was too heavy, so I went out to get some firewood."
Yue Izumo said, putting the firewood in his hand next to the stove.
"oh" Qingcheng responded and fell asleep again.
Yue Izuyun sat quietly next to the stove and lit a fire.
While silently smiling at the corner of his mouth, his mind couldn't help but sink into the system mall.
His eyes glanced over and saw that it was the most expensive exchange in the entire mall. things.
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