Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

At this moment.

Yue Buqun increasingly understood Long Xiaotian's infatuation with Lin Shiyin.

"It's just an occasional gain."

Lin Shiyin's answer was very simple.

"The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng really suit you."

Yue Buqun understood what he meant.

At this time.

He took out the wine.

But he didn't ask Lin Shiyin.

Because Lin Shiyin doesn't like alcohol.

"Clear the eternal night."

"Endless fun, no intention."

Yue Buqun respects the moon and beautiful women.

I took a sip first.

As a result, Lin Shiyin took the initiative to pick up the wine jug and drank without hesitation.

"Ok?"

Yue Buqun was surprised.

If it was Bai Feifei, it would be fine.

But Lin Shiyin seemed a little surprised.

At this time.

A gentle breeze.

Rolled up the clothes.

Stirred the ancient pines and spruces.

It also touched someone's heartstrings.

"Are you so early?"

Bai Feifei is here.

She was perceptive enough to catch the unusual atmosphere and asked, "Did I miss something?"

"No."

"I just blame him for disturbing my sleep."

Lin Shiyin tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ears.

The whispered words didn't seem to be a reproach.

But her eyes, as clear as autumn water, were filled with resentment.

"Ok."

As a habitual victim.

Bai Feifei could understand the torture, so she said casually, "I'll help you renovate Qinyun Cottage when I have time."

"Need not."

"I love it there."

Lin Shiyin shook her head and said, "Just plant some purple bamboo and jade bamboo. If you're interested, you can combine it with some Feng Shui formations. When the purple bamboos grow into a forest and the jade bamboos fill the yard, the noise will disappear."

She spoke very clearly.

This is not nonsense at all.

This really opened everyone's eyes.

Yue Buqun and Bai Feifei then remembered that Lin Shiyin had also read the Lianhua Baojian.

I'm afraid this kind of skill is hidden in the treasure mirror.

"Senior brother."

Lin Shiyin asked, "Shiyin, will you have the honor to listen to the first movement of Moonlight tonight?"

between inquiries.

The wind picked up again.

The gentle night breeze blew the corners of my clothes.

Swaying slowly.

"Ok."

"I'll blow it for you to remember."

Yue Buqun did not prepare the music score in advance.

Lin Shiyin was also straightforward. She raised her glass and took a sip before handing it to Bai Feifei.

At this time.

The sound of a flute began.

But it is different from the usual Qingyang.

The sound is like a thin stream of water.

It looks clear and sweet, but tastes bitter and hard to swallow.

It's like love.

There is sweetness, entanglement, lingering, sadness and pain.

The two women gradually got into the mood.

Lin Shiyin finally realized why Yue Buqun didn't give her the first movement.

Because she heard the wailing and listened to the sorrow.

It all turned to melancholy.

Lovelorn!

This is not moonlight at all.

But love.

And it was the most painful kind of realization.

Bai Feifei had a different emotional experience.

She did not associate it with a broken heart, but instead read about the pain of unrequited love.

It's like trying your best to maintain love, but all you get is pain.

She felt this way too deeply.

At the same time, she was more angry.

Why should she have to bear all the consequences of her miserable life even though she has never done anything wrong?

Listen to the music and feel the memories.

Bai Feifei couldn't control herself.

Fortunately...

The song ends.

It's quiet.

The two women just looked at Yue Buqun.

Bai Feifei gritted her teeth and said, "This is not a moonlight divine song at all, but a love song."

"It's about expressing emotions through the moonlight."

"Well, it's also a complete tragedy."

Yue Buqun suddenly remembered.

This song has a well-known nickname:

Sad moonlight.

There are also elegant names such as "Chuizhiyue" and so on.

Take a deep breath.

Lin Shiyin adjusted her state.

She tried to perform it with the jade flute.

But I tried it and finally gave up.

"It's better than..."

"Try using the piano."

Yue Buqun suggested: "Only the strings of a zither can express that kind of dark tenderness."

Lin Shiyin raised her eyebrows slightly and replied, "That's not gloomy, it's filled with a dark premonition."

"It is also a passion destined to be unrequited."

Bai Feifei glanced at Yue Buqun.

But she remembered the ending of Chapter 3, and her tongue couldn't help but lick her lips.

between actions.

She had handed the guqin to Lin Shiyin.

The first chapter of Moonlight then sounded.

It seems that I was touched too deeply.

It seems like you will never forget it after hearing it.

The silence that rises from afar and from the depths pierces the soul.

If there is a kind of music in this world that is melancholy and full of infinite sorrow, it must be this one.

Even though Bai Feifei had already listened to it once.

I have felt it deeply.

But dark memories and uneasy omens still come one after another.

meditation.

Feelings.

taste…….

Chapter 104: Shaking the Mountain

Ancient pine.

spruce.

A gentle breeze blows on your face.

The fragrance fades and the moon dims.

Leaning on the railing alone.

Lin Shiyin's gentle and bright eyes were flashing with thoughts that did not belong to this world.

Yue Buqun looked over.