Main Text Chapter 5 Scholar (I)

Miao Yi stared at the depths of the fog with wide eyes, pointed again, and said in surprise: "Someone is playing the piano in there!"

"Playing the piano?" Yan Beihong was speechless. Seeing that Miao Yi didn't seem to be lying, he quickly used his little finger to clean his ears and listened calmly and focused.

However, he didn't hear anything after listening for a long time, let alone any piano music. He couldn't help but said suspiciously: "Brother, are you overthinking?"

Miao Yi confirmed that he had not heard wrongly, and pointed to the front excitedly and said: "Someone is playing the piano in there, which means that the front is also a safe area. Let's go over and take a look. There are fewer people in front, and the possibility of finding the fairy grass is greater."

Looking back, he found that Yan Beihong's face gradually darkened, and he didn't know what he said wrong.

Little did he know that Yan Beihong didn't hear any sound at all. He was a person who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, and such people often couldn't tolerate any sand in their eyes.

It's okay to want to pull him to be a bodyguard, just say it clearly, and it's easy to discuss. However, Miao Yi's "excuse" made Yan Beihong feel that Miao Yi's intentions were not right.

Yan Beihong had experienced Miao Yi's scheme to kill someone with someone else's knife before. Now that he was carrying the magic grass, if this guy had evil intentions, he might end up in trouble.

Therefore, Yan Beihong's trust in Miao Yi, which he had finally established, was instantly gone. He took off the package he had robbed on the spot, took out some food and stuffed it into his arms, and threw most of the food and the package at Miao Yi's feet.

"Since my brother doesn't listen to my advice, this is all I can do. We'll meet again later!"

Yan Beihong threw down a sentence and strode away without looking back.

This move made Miao Yi a little confused. How could he turn against her so easily?

After seeing Yan Beihong's figure completely disappear in the fog, he still didn't understand what was going on. He could only think that Yan Beihong didn't want to take risks with him anymore.

More than half a month had passed, and he hadn't found a single magic grass. Should he catch up with Yan Beihong or continue looking? With Yan Beihong's skills, it should be safer to go back with him...

Miao Yi stood alone on the top of the mountain and hesitated for a long time. Thinking of the future of his younger brother and sister, he looked back at the place where the sound of the piano came from, and murmured to himself: "Where others dare to go, don't you dare to go?"

Looking up to the sky, he took a deep breath, sorted out his mood, and strengthened his will. He picked up the package on the ground and put it on his shoulder. He walked down the mountain in the direction of the piano sound.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, the distant piano sound seemed to be extremely uneasy and chaotic, but it soon returned to normal.

After walking for a while, Miao Yi found that the terrain here seemed unusually flat.

He walked in the direction where the piano sound came from, but after walking for a long distance, the piano sound seemed to always be not far ahead, and you seemed to never be able to get close, which made him have to doubt whether he heard it wrong, and it was not the piano sound at all.

Miao Yi could not help but hesitate.

Not far away from him, on the towering mountain surrounded by mist, there was a platform, and on a stone table, there was a giant ancient piano that was more than ten feet long.

On the ancient zither, there are relief carvings of the sun, moon, stars, and the changing world.

Three dragon heads came out of the sea, looking back and looking at the sun, moon, and stars.

The bodies of the three dragons are actually strings, divided into three colors, and extremely delicate.

If you get close, you can see the dragon scales and four curled claws on the strings. With the lifelike and meticulously carved dragon heads, you might mistakenly think that the strings are shrunk dragons.

It can be seen that there should have been eight such dragon strings on the guqin. For some reason, five strings of such an exquisite guqin were destroyed, leaving only three.

A tall man stood beside the guqin on the stone table. He wore a plain white scholar's robe and a simple green cloak that was as thin as gauze and seemed to be washed white. The material of the clothes seemed to be very ordinary. If it weren't for the hairstyle, it would be easy to be mistaken for a poor scholar who was dressed more cleanly.

His clean long hair was draped down his back to his waist, and his forehead was smooth and full.

It's a pity that the long black and shiny hair is gone, and the ugly part is the frosty color on the temples.

The white hair on the temples, one strand of each strand hangs on the chest on both sides, and another strand of white hair is collected on the back of the head, tied into a small braid at the back of the head, restraining the black hair that is draped on the back from being scattered.

Although the face of this "scholar" is a mature middle-aged man, he is so handsome that it is almost indescribable.

The nose is handsome, the eyebrows are both firm and soft, the eyes are like phoenixes, the pupils are like cold stars, the cheeks are firm and firm, and the tenderness of the country is revealed. The softness of the lips can make a kiss intoxicated a beauty.

The whole person can't tell what it feels like. At first glance, righteousness and demonic spirit coexist, nobleness and ordinary coexist, domineering and gentleness coexist, chivalry and tenderness are not lacking, and when looking back, he will inadvertently reveal a momentum that looks down on the world.

There is a word called charming, but his charming is different from the charming of women.

There is another word that can be used to describe a woman, that is, peerless beauty!

This is a man of peerless beauty, hard to find in the world!

On the misty mountain top, the "scholar" stood upright beside the stone table guqin, looking into the distance, one hand behind his back, and the five fingers of the other hand gently plucked the three strings of the guqin. The sound of the guqin that Miao Yi heard came from his hand.

There is a basin within a radius of 20 miles around this mountain. The sound of the guqin he made is like the sound waves of bats. No one who breaks in can escape his ears.

He couldn't confirm whether Miao Yi was attracted by the sound of the guqin, or he might have accidentally entered this place, but he noticed Miao Yi's hesitation.

The five fingers that plucked the strings of the zither without stopping, the hands behind his back were raised to his chest, and he gently pulled the ribbon knot of the cloak and untied it.

The cloak floated up automatically, floated away from his shoulders, floated away, and floated into the mist.

Miao Yi, who was hesitant, was startled and found that the sound of the zither seemed to move and changed to another direction.

What was going on? Miao Yi scratched his head, looked around with some trepidation, and finally walked towards the place where the sound of the zither came from again.

The eyes of the "scholar" on the top of the mountain flickered slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look in the direction of Miao Yi.

He confirmed that Miao Yi was indeed disturbed by the sound of the zither. He seemed calm on the surface, but his mood seemed to be affected. The speed of his five fingers plucked faster, and the sound of the zither became a little urgent.

The sound of the zither changed direction several times, as if someone was running with the zither. Miao Yi was tempted to speed up his pace, wanting to see who had the leisure to play the zither here.

He himself may not have realized that he had been led by the sound of the piano to run in a zigzag route.

Outside the zigzag route, there were terrifyingly huge black mantises holding up their sickles, with barbed limbs that looked ferocious, as if they were wearing armor, with their whiskers and horns touching each other. Some were mating, while others were chewing the bloody corpses of their prey with their sharp and frightening chewing mouthparts.