In early summer in April, the verdant trees sway in the breeze.Sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, mottled with a halo of light.The halo is soft and warm, sprinkled on the blue and clear water, making this delicate three-masted ship on the sea surface a little more youthful and agile.On the deck of the three-masted ship, lay a young man with handsome features.The bridge of the man's nose is straight, his sword eyebrows are starry, and his thin lips are slightly raised because of the slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth, which dissipates the coldness brought by the deep contours of his facial features, and is replaced by an elegant and free and graceful manner.This person has excellent light skills and first-class theft skills, and he is Chu Liuxiang, who is famous in the rivers and lakes.At this moment, he was raising his hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight, half-squinting his eyes, basking in the sun very comfortably.At this time, a young woman dressed in red slowly walked onto the deck, and I don't know what she thought, and a coquettish smile appeared on the woman's face.Chu Liuxiang heard this crisp laughter, put down her hand, and raised her eyelids lazily back: "It's Li Hongsleeve girl, Song Tian'er is not with you?"
”As soon as he finished saying this, Song Tian'er, who was dressed in blue, walked out of the cabin, "Who are you talking about?"
”"Say you're not quiet for a moment."
Chu Liuxiang took over with a smile, and then patted his side, "Come to me and lie down and bask in the sun." ”"If you don't come, you'll die of boredom."
Song Tian'er pouted and refused."
That's really a pity," Chu Liuxiang shook her head with a sigh: "Just now I seem to have seen a person here, a person you want to see the most." ”When Song Tian'er heard this, she immediately ran to Chu Liuxiang's side: "Who?"
”Chu Liuxiang's eyelashes blinked slightly, and she deliberately sold Guanzi: "......
Who do you say plays the piano the best today?
Who draws the best?
Whose poems are fascinating?
”"It's a wonderful monk without flowers!"
Song Tian'er grabbed Chu Liuxiang's arm with some excitement, she looked around, but there was no trace of a person, so she hurriedly asked, "Did you really see him?"
Where is he?
”Chu Liuxiang heard this, but did not answer immediately, and put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly in his eyes full of expectations for Song Tian'er.Seeing this, Li Hongsleeve on the side shook his head with a smile and said, "He has been lying here basking in the sun, how can he see people." ”At this time, Song Tian'er also reacted: "You lied to me?
”She frowned, and said angrily: "Okay, you Chu Liuxiang!"
Haven't you ever seen a flower at all!
”Chu Liuxiang nodded, but quickly shook her head again.Seeing this, Song Tian'er couldn't help but roll her eyes: "What do you mean by this?"
Have you ever seen a flower?
”Chu Liuxiang didn't answer, recalling the first time he saw him under the moon a month ago, Chu Liuxiang himself couldn't tell whether he had seen Wuhua or not.Because at that time, he didn't see the face of Wuhua, and they didn't communicate at all, and all he saw was the back of the white-robed monk leaving.However, although it was only a back, it left a deep impression on Chu Liuxiang's heart.There is no other reason, there are too many descriptions of no flowers on the rivers and lakes.He is a famous man in Buddhism and the first master of Shaolin's generation.Almost all the words of praise can be applied to him.Because of this, Chu Liuxiang was inevitably a little interested in this Wuhua who was called the Seven Wonderful Monks by everyone.Song Tian'er sat beside Chu Liuxiang, supported her cheek with one hand, and said with a wistful expression: "When will I be able to see Wuhua." ”Chu Liuxiang teased: "I'll see you eventually." ”He said this, but he didn't expect that in just half a month, he saw the seven wonderful monks on the West Lake......
On this day, Chu Liuxiang pretended to be Zhang Xiaolin and was being chased and killed by a little red.When the two of them were circling around the lakeshore, they only heard the sound of "Zheng", and suddenly a piano sounded.The sound of this piano is undoubtedly wonderful, passionate and deep, like the roar of the pine wind when it surrounds the air, and like the sound of the iron drum on the battlefield, it seems to contain a kind of grief and indescribable hatred, as if to make the heavens and the earth permeated with a kind of cold and desolate slaughter.A little red's life experience is miserable, his heart is extreme, listening to the sound of the piano, he can't help himself, he looks up to the sky and howls, and he loses his madness.The strength of the hand also became more and more fierce with the rhythm of the piano sound.Chu Liuxiang had to introduce this little red that seemed to be fascinated by the sound of the qin into the lake, so as to weaken the sword qi of a little red's fierce and extraordinary killing intent.With his agile speed and agility in the water, Chu Liuxiang quickly lit a little red acupoint, and then threw a little red ashore.But after stopping a little red, Chu Liuxiang did not leave immediately, but turned around, performed a wonderful light skill, and stepped lightly on the calm and calm water, driving shallow ripples, and quickly flew in the direction where the sound of the piano came.There is no other reason.The person who can play such a wonderful piano sound, Chu Liuxiang feels that today, there may be only that one person, and that is the Shaolin Seven Wonderful Monks ——— Wuhua.Last time, he couldn't see the true face of this flowerless, and now, since they all happened to meet so coincidentally, how could he not say hello?
Thinking of this, between the clothes and belts, Chu Liuxiang's speed was faster.Not long after, he saw the Shaolin monk who was missed by Song Tianer on the misty lake.I saw a young monk wearing a white monk's robe sitting cross-legged on a lonely boat not far away.The bright moonlight shone on the young monk's face, his face was as calm as water, and the eyes under his brows were like the vast starry sky in the dark night, clear and empty.Chu Liuxiang has seen countless beauties, but it is the first time that she has lost her mind for a moment just because of a person's appearance.And this person is still a man, a lay child of Buddhism.He thought that Wuhua could become a world-famous monk, in addition to that talent, he must have a good appearance, but he didn't expect that the other party's appearance was far more beautiful than he thought.Under the stars and the moon, the white-clothed monk's facial features are exquisite and perfect, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and there is no flaw in every frame, which is better than that of a woman.But his beauty does not make people feel feminine, but reveals an elegant and warm demeanor, like a piece of ancient jade that is not stained with vulgarity, and like an immortal who comes down from the clouds, gorgeous and cold.Chu Liuxiang watched carefully, until the sound of the piano turned suddenly and a fierce wind slammed towards him with the spread of the sound of the piano, he reacted, quickly turned over and dodged the attack, and then flew and landed on the lonely boat.Chu Liuxiang shook off the water droplets on his hair, wiped off the disguised mask on his face, and threw it into the lake, then looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him with a smile: "Fuqin under the moon is really elegant." ”In fact, Chu Liuxiang could have been a member of the world as Zhang Xiaolin, but inexplicably, Chu Liuxiang didn't want to have a face that didn't belong to him in front of this white-clothed monk.He wanted Wuhua to see him for what he really was."
In Xia Chu to stay fragrant, it is better to see than to smell, and the master is really outstanding."
Chu Liuxiang took the lead in greeting.Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong stopped stroking the qin, raised his eyelids and looked at the young ranger who was famous in the rivers and lakes, "Chu Liuxiang?
”He pronounced the name, obviously in a flat and indifferent tone, but it was particularly pleasant because of his clear and warm voice.He is good-looking, has a good voice, and more importantly, is full of talent.Chu Liuxiang felt that the young monk in front of him might be the most perfect existence among the people he had ever seen."
The master is here alone, the smoke on this lake is ethereal, the bright moon is quiet and clean, don't you mind multiple people enjoying it?"
Although Chu Liuxiang said this, she sat down at the bridge.Even when Fu Zhenhong's eyes turned to him because of his movements, he smiled, then took a pot of wine from his waist, held it in his hand and gently raised it at Fu Zhenhong, and his demeanor was full of a kind of free and easy.Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly, seeing that he was so straightforward and chic, a very warm smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he continued to play the piano.But this time, the sound of the piano changed into a melodious and gentle tune, and the melody of Ding Dong was graceful and clear, like a faint ripple set off by the breeze on the water, as if it could dissipate all the anxiety in people's hearts.Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but close her eyes and listen, until the end of the song, she opened her eyes and praised with a smile: "The master's piano sound is the best in the world." ”"Thanks to Xiang Shuai's praise," Fu Zhenhong smiled lightly: "Since you know my identity, just call me Wuhuan." ”Chu Liuxiang nodded: "If you can share a boat with Wuhua tonight, I'm afraid it will make countless women envious." ”After saying that, he blinked, and the smile on the corner of his lips became thicker and thicker.Fu Zhenhong said: "Compared with the reputation of the son, I am just a layman, and I can't afford this rhetoric." ”When Chu Liuxiang heard this, she raised her sword eyebrows, and asked with some teasingness: "Wuhua said this, is it praising me or hurting me?"
”Fu Zhenhong threw the question back: "Xiangshuai thinks ......
Am I boasting or losing?
”Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing, "It's a boast, it's also a loss." ”Fu Zhenhong smiled lightly and had no intention of speaking again.Chu Liuxiang didn't want the exchange between the two to end like this, he stood up and walked towards the white-clothed monk.When the distance was close, Fu Zhenhong smelled the aroma of Chu Liuxiang's body, which was the smell of tulips.And Chu Liuxiang also smelled the faint fragrance of the Buddha lotus emanating from Wuhua's body.The taste is not strong, it is elegant and calm, and the moisturizing things pour into the tip of the nose like a sound, making people feel a kind of elegance and gentleness that is completely relaxed both physically and mentally.Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but look at the white-clothed monk again, there was a very special emptiness on this Wuhua, which made people subconsciously put away their complicated thoughts when they approached him, lest the filth and calculations of this world would contaminate him.Not only that, but he also has an attractive magic in him.It's hard to pay attention to other existences where he appears.Chu Liuxiang's gaze moved from Wuhua's face to his hands on the seven-stringed guqin, with distinct bones, fair and slender, like the most delicate works of art.Subconsciously, Chu Liuxiang compared these hands with the hands of those beauties he had seen in his memory, and finally found that no one's hands could compare to the softness that caught his eyes at this moment.Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but think, what kind of elegance would such a pair of beautiful hands have when they slowly flicked the clear Buddha beads?
Obviously, he originally planned to find a topic, but he didn't expect to forget to speak at this time because of the look in his eyes.It wasn't until the owner of the hands spoke up that he reacted."
Xiang Shuai is interested in this seven-string guqin?
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