In an instant, Ye Yian's pale face was so intense that it was red. He didn't say whether it was good or not, nor did he explain why he saw that scene just now. After a while, he finally spoke: "We are a practitioner, our body is just a stinky skin. I just want to ask the raft in the river of Taoism, so don't care too much."

At this moment, Yan Ruyi spat, "Bah, shut up."

Ye Yian stopped speaking, and did not look at the words of Ruyi. The two of them became silent for a moment.

After a long silence, when Ye Yian was about to get up and turn back to the cave, Yan Ruyi, who was still looking at the moonlight and water, said softly: "I saw you very much like the poems in the Book of Songs when I was sailing on the Han River last time. Can I sing one for you? "

"Three hundred poems, (Confucius) are all stringed songs." The Book of Songs is a collection of music songs, each song can be sung in conjunction with elegant music. After Yan Ruyi finished speaking, she didn't wait for Ye Yian to answer, and looked at the water in the bright moon lake and sang happily:

There are vines and grass in the wild, and the dew is shining. There is a beautiful person, clear and gentle. Encountering and meeting, I wish you.

There are vines and grass in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as gentle as a clear and beautiful person. When you meet each other, you will be together with your children.

This poem is the chapter "Zheng Feng? There are vines in the wild" among the fifteen national styles of the Book of Songs. Zero dew refers to the crystal clear dew drops on the vines, and "间" and "间" both refer to the amount of dew drops. The "间" in the clear and gentle style refers to the beauty of the eyebrows, and "间" refers to the beauty of the eyes.

This poem talks about the first time of morning light. On the green grass covered with crystal dewdrops in the suburbs, a picturesque beauty met a man by chance. The chance encounter made him fall in love at first sight. Then, the two held hands and walked towards the depths of the grass in the golden light of the rising sun.

This is a rare poem in the Book of Songs that expresses love at first sight. Although there are only two chapters, in each chapter, the first two sentences are set in the first two sentences, the second two sentences appear in the characters, and the last two sentences describe love.

The scenery is graceful and beautiful, the person is a beautiful woman, and love is love at first sight. In short, this poem describes the most beautiful person who encounters the most romantic love in the most beautiful scenery. Everything is so sunny and beautiful, like a fairy tale.

Yan Ruyi's voice was as clear and graceful as her eyes, far better than the singer on the Han River that day. Although she had no stringed zither to accompany her, she still sang this poem from nearly a thousand years ago and was filled with joy and joy in her spring-like eyes.

After the song was sung, Ye Yian, who was listening quietly, never spoke. Yan Ruyi couldn't help it after all, "How is it?"

"very good"

“What’s good?”

“You sang very well”

"Where is the poem?"

After pondering for a long time, Ye Yian responded silently: "It sounds beautiful and good, but it's not real because it's too good. How can such a good thing happen in the world?"

Hearing this, Yan Ruyi's body shook slightly, and I wonder if she had thought of something. In a silent voice, she threw a small stone that her finger was stroking her from far into the smooth and mirror-like small pool.

The stone fell into the water and rippled outwards, and the two of them sat side by side, watching the ripples appear, spreading and disappearing.

No one spoke, and silence came again.

When the last ripples disappeared completely, Ye Yian stood up and said, "It's time for me to go back to practice."

After saying that, he walked towards the cave. Seeing his back covered in starry light gradually fading away, Yan Ruyi turned around and sat quietly by the small pool for a long time until the darker and thicker night fog completely enveloped it.

In the following night, Yan Ruyi never entered the cave again.

In the following night, Ye Yian always didn't sleep very well.

Just as the next day was dawn, Ye Yian gave up the practice that he must do every morning, walked out of the cave and came to the edge of the small pond last night. He saw Yan Ruyi still sitting there from a distance, as if she had been sitting until now since she left last night.

Such stars and such nights, who can stand in the middle of the night for the wind and dew?

"The night dew is deep and cold, you..."

"You're awake, sit down." Yan Ruyi didn't look back, just like when she came barefoot last night, patting the grass beside her, "Sit down"

Perhaps because the words in front of him were too different and too unfamiliar, Ye Yian didn't say anything and sat back on the seat he had sat last night.

After sitting down, Yan Ruyi didn't say anything.

Ye Yi waited quietly for a while, and just as he was about to speak, Yan Ruyi suddenly hummed a unique tune. After humming the tune, she sang softly as if no one else was around:

The flowing water at the Longtou flows away from the mountain. I miss my whole body and floats in the wilderness.

In the morning, the city is bright and the night is sleeping in the long head. The cold cannot speak, and the tongue is rolled into the throat.

The flowing water at Longtou is silent and the sound is silent. Looking at Qinchuan from afar, my heart and soul are broken.

Unlike when he sang "Zheng Feng? There are Vines in the Wild", Yan Ruyi sang this tune that was clearly a folk song, although the song was very light, it made people feel the deep sadness, loneliness and pity in it.

Listen to the lyrics, these three folk songs sing the hardships of travelers in the north, the loneliness of pedestrians, the steep and difficult journey, the biting cold in the north, and the grief of the hometown.

At first glance, Ye Yian thought that Yan Ruyi had thoughts about the village, but after savoring it, he felt that the thoughts and feelings that Yan Ruyi showed in these three folk songs were far from so simple, just like her, confusing, distant and difficult to grasp.

After singing, Yan Ruyi no longer asked each other like last night. Ye Yian felt that she was too different at this moment, and saw that she was speechless for a long time, so he turned his head to look.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

A few days ago, he had been in the dim cave, and his mind was all about cultivation. He had never really looked at Yan Ruyi in detail. Although the moonlight was so bright last night, it was far away. Since he jumped off the cliff that day, this was the first time he had really noticed Yan Ruyi.

Yan Ruyi was obviously thinner. She looked elegant when she came barefoot last night, but when she looked at her whole body was obviously haggard and thin. The color of her face like apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River was no longer visible, but instead she was a kind of pathological paleness, especially the parts around her eyes had a blue and black aura that could not be hidden.

After being stunned, many trivial memories of the past days surged into his heart with a strong and unique taste. These days he has been unable to move, eating, drinking, and even wiping his face and hands, changing the lying straw grass, etc., all the chores were handled by Yan Ruyi.

It can be said that a few days ago, Yan Ruyi took care of him meticulously like his relatives in his blood. If it weren't for this, it would be difficult for him to concentrate on his cultivation and recover so quickly.

But although he realized it in those days, he never thought that Yan Ruyi was a person who was always served and neither could take care of others.

And he never thought that before he fell off the cliff that day, Yan Ruyi was actually seriously injured.

Yan Ruyi, who never cares about taking care of others, wants to take care of him so seriously to the point of meticulousness. How much time can she... spend on self-cultivation and recovery these days?

If a seriously injured person only puts his mind on taking care of him, how can he not be more and more injured, and how can he not be haggard and thin?

Facing such a face that could clearly feel the withering and withering, a heat flow that could not be said suddenly rushed to Ye Yian's heart, making him not know what to say for a moment.

Just then, Yan Ruyi, who seemed to have a deep breath of night dew in her hair, turned her head, "Can Yan Wuque's blood be taken?"

At this moment, Yan Ruyi, who was singing folk songs last night and just now, disappeared, and the Yan Ruyi, who Ye Yian was familiar with before the cliff, came back.

That night, although Ye Yian rushed to the middle-aged man with a strong wind, killed one man and broke his arm, and then fled around the middle-aged man and quickly escaped. It was said that he had had close contact with the middle-aged man, but because the time was too short and the situation was too dangerous at that time, he had no time to stop and collect his blood.

At that moment, facing those four divine channels whose cultivation has reached the third level of the Spiritual Pill Stage, perhaps a moment of delay will cost the price of life and death.

At this point, he still rushed up. Although he failed to fulfill the original cooperation agreement in the end, his actions he rushed up were actually enough to explain to Yan Ruyi.

This situation could have been made clear, and Ye Yian could also speak with confidence. But at this moment, he looked at Yan Ruyi, who was so haggard and thin in front of him, but he was extremely reluctant. It seemed that there was always a voice deep in his heart that reminded her not to let her down again.

Ye Yian sighed in his heart, and when he reached out to find the glass bottle that Yan Ruyi gave him, he used the cover of his sleeve to turn his wrist and pierced his fingers with the slender glass needle inside the bottle plug and took a few drops of blood and put it into the bottle.

Seeing that Ye Yian didn't speak and his movements were so slow, Yan Ruyi's face became paler and there was a deep disappointment in her eyes, "Why... didn't succeed?"

Taking advantage of her hiding her head and asking questions, Ye Yian quietly changed the glass bottle to her other hand, hid her blood-taking fingers and handed the glass bottle to Yan Ruyi.

Looking at the bloody color faintly revealed from the small glass bottle in front of him, Yan Ruyi's eyes instantly lit up.

I wonder if it was Ye Yian's illusion, but when Yan Ruyi took the glass bottle, her hands, which were also blood-lost, were trembling slightly.

Seeing that she got the bottle and stood up and walked out somewhere else, she knew that she wanted to use secret methods to verify the authenticity of this "Yan Wuxin". Ye Yian was tactful and did not follow him. At the same time, she felt a little ashamed. Yan Ruyi had no doubts at all after getting the bottle and trusted him very much.

Ye Yian is now sure that Yan Ruyi arrived in Xiangzhou two years ago and opened a lacquerware shop and Fuze porridge shop here. No matter how many plans she had, the most important one must be related to Yan Wuxin.

Now for her, this incident finally had a result. What is confusing is that two years ago, how could she be sure that Yan Wuxin was in Xiangzhou? This matter was not even known by the Taoist sect that threw Yan Wuxin into the black prison.

Yan Wuxin has died in the black prison. Guangyuan Shangshen said that the so-called "Yan Wuxin" was clearly a fake as bait. Taking his blood was actually no different from Ye Yian using his own blood. Anyway, neither of them was Yan Wuxin. Thinking about it like this would be a deception, right?

Ye Yian thought about this in his mind, and after about half a cup of tea, he saw Yan Ruyi and came back again.

Although he had already known the result in his heart, Ye Yian still had to look curious, "What's the result? Is that man unintentional?"

Yan Ruyi held the glass bottle in her hand tightly, and there was an unusual flush between her cheeks. She didn't say anything, but just nodded heavily.

Ye Yian suddenly stood up, "What?"

At this moment, Yan Ruyi's expression was so complicated that she couldn't explain it clearly, "That's right, the person imprisoned in Guangyuan Shangguan was Yan Wuxin."

Ridiculous, too ridiculous!
Chapter completed!