Chapter 309

The West courtyard of gexue Pavilion.

Steward Wang took Gao Jianli to a room and said, "you live here first. Someone will inform you in advance when there is a performance."

"HMM." Gao Jianli answered and began to look at the room.

After that, steward Wang told Gao Jianli some precautions and the rules of Feixue Pavilion. When Gao Jianli fully understood, steward Wang went out.

Leaving Gao Jianli in the room, I don't know what I'm thinking.

East yard.

Rain tears and rain you stood at the door of an attic, knocked on the door and said, "snow girl."

"Is it you? Has he come back?" the snow girl opened the door and asked hurriedly when she saw rain tears and rain you.

Rain said with tears, "the master hasn't come back yet. He asked us to come back first and give this to you." then he took out the brocade bag from his arms.

After hearing this, the snow girl quickly took the brocade bag.

"That snow girl, since we're all right, we'll go first." rain tears said.

"Yes."

After the two women walked away, the snow girl immediately turned back to the room, closed the door, sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at the brocade bag in her hand.

After a long time, the snow girl slowly untied the brocade bag, took out a folded silk silk and opened it. Some dense words appeared in front of the snow girl. The snow girl looked at the content. She looked very carefully, as if she was afraid of missing something if she missed a word.

After reading it many times, the snow girl covered the letter to her chest and murmured, "fool, snow wants you too. You should come back soon."

Qin state.

The sky was gray and very cold. The grass lowered its head, the branches bent and raised its head. It was found that there were dark clouds and the rain had fallen quietly.

The cold gray clouds unpredictably covered the seven color rainbow nine days away, trembling and raining.

The dark clouds squeezed the sky and covered the scarlet eyes just now. It seemed as if it was going to fall down and depressed as if the whole world was quiet. The indifferent wind shuttles fiercely, and the weak flowers and grass have long been trembling to the ground. It is the mountain rain that is coming, and the wind is all over the building!

On the Dharma field, several flags floating in the wind were hung on the high pole, on which the word "Qin" was written.

Bursts of desolate, lonely, wandering and cold piano sound came from the execution ground. On the stage in the execution ground, a man with a black shawl, long dark hair in front of him, a small beard and a red tattoo on his face was wearing a plain white zither suit and slender hand bones, but he was chained. He sat cross legged with a long zither on his legs. He kept playing with his eyes closed.

The soldiers standing on both sides of the city wall were trembling at the sound of the piano, and the trembling sound kept coming out:

"The sound of the piano is too..."

"Well, it's so cold."

"Yes, I don't know what this song is. It's cold to listen to it."

"It's not a matter of music. It's the player. He's the best zither player in the world."

"Well, stop talking. When the general hears it, he will scold again."

Suddenly, the whole Dharma field was quiet again, and only the cold piano sound was still circulating in the Dharma field.

A man in general's armor stood on the city tower, holding the sword on his waist in one hand and leaning against the wall in the other, looking coldly at all this and the only way to the Dharma field.

"Cha... Cha... Cha..."

A soldier in armor hurried up from the side, bent down and hugged his fist and said, "sir."

The general did not move, still holding the sword in one hand and leaning against the wall in the other, but his eyes were full of murderous spirit. He ignored the soldier who called him, and his eyes were still staring at the only road.

The soldier said again, "the sound of Kuang Xiu's piano is bitter and cold. Coupled with this hand, sad return wind, it's even more... Alas, many soldiers can't resist it. Sir, do you think..."

The general turned to look at him, then closed his eyes, turned his head back, still looked at the only road and said, "our important guest hasn't arrived yet. How can the piano stop? Hehe..."

"Yes." the soldier answered with a fist and stepped aside.

Suddenly, the Dharma field was silent, and the cold wind came hazily. It was quiet everywhere. Only the sound of broken zither came tirelessly from the Dharma field to the high platform, slow and elegant, but with a trace of desolation···

"Look, someone is coming," said a soldier nearby.

Suddenly everyone looked at the only road. Just now the soldier said, "it's him."

The northwest wind roared fiercely like a lion, mixed with leaves and dust, desperately disordered on the road, and the white cloth hanging on the high poles on both sides of the road danced with the wind.

A heavy footsteps sounded in the strong wind, and the general stared there and said, "I thought Kuang Xiu was waiting for someone. I didn't expect it to be a teenager, but you came after all."