PFC Chapter 144: Pipa, flute and xiao
Chapter 144: Pipa, flute and xiao
Standing under the tree, the troubles in my heart were soothed by an invisible force, and the anxiety and suffering in my heart dissipated along with the rustling sound of the leaves.
Looking up, the tree is covered with red strings of marriage, as if it were a matchmaker.
Xiangjun twisted her body and knelt in front of the marriage tree. She crossed her hands, clenched her fists, placed them in front of her chest, and closed her eyes to pray.
Upon seeing this, Yu Fei hesitated for a moment and then followed her example, kneeling under the locust tree and slowly closing her eyes.
"I hope Ming'an can be happy."
"hope....."
The men and women around them couldn't help but look at Yu Fei and the other girl sideways when they saw their exquisite clothes and noble temperaments, but when they thought that they were also here to seek marriage, the jealousy in their eyes disappeared.
Slowly opening her eyes, Yu Fei seemed to have completely let go of a heavy burden. The depression that had been pent up in her heart was much relieved.
"Two girls, two girls."
At this time, an old man's voice came from the side. Yu Fei turned her head and saw an old man in linen clothes standing aside stiffly with a bunch of red wooden signs.
Seeing the two girls, he quickly raised the item in his hand and asked with a smile on his face: "Ladies, do you want to buy a love card to hang on the tree? This will ensure the longevity of your marriage."
Xiangjun's eyes flashed and suddenly appeared bright.
Seeing this, Qing'er understood what the young lady meant, and hurried forward to pay a few copper coins to buy two palm-sized wooden signs.
"Here, give this to your sister. I hope your sister can find a good man soon."
Taking the wooden sign, Yu Fei knew that she meant well, but she still felt a little embarrassed. She took the carving knife from the old man, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly carved five words.
Seeing that the two girls had finished carving, the old man raised his hand and called a young boy over. The boy took the girls' signs and quickly ran up the tree. His movements were very skillful.
As the wooden sign was hung up, Xiangjun's face was flushed with joy. She put her hand over her heart and looked at Concubine Yu.
"Sister, I feel that the marriage tree is very effective. Now I feel as if my wish has come true."
"My sister is right. This tree does have a wonderful spirituality. It will bless you."
After this, the master and servant planned to leave. But seeing that Concubine Yu had no intention of leaving, they said goodbye and left.
Concubine Yu raised her hand and took out the wooden box. She remained unmoved by the astonished looks of the people around her and stood quietly under the tree.
The sky grew darker and darker, and before he knew it, it was already midnight. His divine sense extended out to cover the area within several hundred meters. After making sure that there was no mortal being around, a silver pattern appeared between his brows, and a pale silver figure gradually separated from his body.
Compared to a few years ago, the appearance of the Dharma image has become more solid, and the appearance of Yu Fei can be vaguely seen. She is wearing a silver gauze dress that fits her body tightly, as if she is not wearing a single piece of clothing.
The Dharma Image took the wooden box and put it into his stomach. Finally, it turned into a stream of light and drilled into the ground, placing it under the roots of the ancient tree. Then it turned into a strand of silver thread and drilled back into his forehead.
However, what Yu Fei didn’t know was that his movements were clearly seen by two figures hundreds of meters away.
The two were similar in shape, hiding in a tree several feet high. One leaned against the tree trunk with his arms folded across his chest, while the other sat on a branch, swinging his legs leisurely.
"This woman is quite interesting. She comes here to hide something in the middle of the night. Maybe she is commemorating her dead lover."
The young man who was shaking his calves had a clean voice and his tone was full of heroism and youthfulness.
Seeing that the person next to him didn't say anything, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"You are always so boring. It is so boring to hang out with you. I should have practiced in the sect earlier."
"Chenmu, please say something."
Before the young man could get angry, the sound of a pipa came from under the ancient marriage tree. The sound was so sad and melodious that it distracted him for a moment.
The young man, who had been silent all this time, listened to the tune, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at the woman playing the zither from a distance, then raised his hand and put the jade flute hanging from his waist to his lips.
As she exhaled, a deep and rich sound arose, which echoed with the distant pipa, as if they were telling each other their heartfelt feelings.
For example, the pipa sound just now is the woman's pity, self-abandonment and self-pity. But as the flute sound gradually rises, it breaks the woman away from reality and recalls the past.
As the two voices blended back and forth, a clear sound suddenly pierced through the night, piercing through the melancholy and sadness in the melody, with a crisp and leisurely sound.
The sound of the flute is full of youthful vigor, as if telling the two that yesterday cannot be retrieved and that they should cherish the present.
For a moment, three instruments played a song of separation. Although each instrument contained its own emotions, the integration was extremely beautiful, as if it was supposed to be so.
After the song ended, Yu Fei was still immersed in the melody while holding her pipa, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. It was not until the wooden signs on the marriage tree made a clattering sound that she suddenly woke up.
He turned his head and looked in the direction where the flute and pipe sounds came from, but found nothing.
Standing up slowly, Yu Fei gave one last deep look, then activated her instant escape technique and transformed into a stream of light, rushing into the sky.
The two young men watched the pale silver light disappear, and the young man with the jade flute on his waist exclaimed with satisfaction.
"Although this woman's strength is not strong, her music is really good."
"Chenmu, what do you think?"
The man was disturbed by him and sighed helplessly. He looked at the jade flute in his hand, still thinking about the ensemble just now.
I felt like I wanted to rush over and get to know him, after all, no one had ever been compatible with me.
Seeing that the man didn't reply, he shrugged helplessly and said, "Let's go. Why think so much?"
He stood up and pulled the man over.
"If you had spoken just now, I would have rushed over and captured that woman and tied her up to be a music maid. But I'm afraid she has already run back to the right path now, so I advise you to give up."
The man hung the jade flute around his waist, responded to his words, made some hand gestures, performed some magic, and disappeared on the spot.
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Qingxu Sword Pavilion.
Song Mingan was wearing a red official robe, and with an embarrassed look on his face, he opened his arms and let several maids do what they wanted. After the last maid hung a mandarin duck sachet around his waist, they all slowly left the room.
His handsome face finally heaved a sigh of relief and he raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
Master didn't say getting married would be such a tiring thing. Song Mingan adjusted his wedding dress and complained to himself. He walked slowly to the window and looked at a mountain opposite.
That was Wuliang Peak, where his wife would live after they got married. It would also soon be his home.
Thinking of the pretty girl with an oval face, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Although I didn't have the romantic feelings for her as the legend said, as my junior sister, I knew her personality very well. Now that she married a poor boy like me, what reason did I have to complain?
He raised his hand to straighten his wedding hat. Tomorrow would be the day he would be completely alone, and it would also be the day he would say goodbye to the little beggar of the past.