Chapter 236 String Movement

Because he was attacked by forgetful people in Qingcheng, Ying Yu no longer stayed in Qingcheng, but hid in the vast grassland and traveled alone leisurely.

Ying Yu occasionally enters Qingcheng to inquire about the news and wants to know more about Yun Qingwu. But perhaps Yun Qingwu's identity was so high that he did a very good job in maintaining his confidentiality, so that Ying Yu could not even know the news.

Until the sky was dark, the moonlight suspended in the long sky, and the stars surrounded the bright moon, and all kinds of light fell on the earth.

Forget love.

Mountains stand on the ground, as if there is a hazy cloud veil, and it is completely impossible to see what exists in the depths of the interior. The starlight shines on the cloud veil, shining a little brightly and magnificent.

Only some pavilions nearby can appear loomily in front of you.

"I'll go in again and see if I may get useful information." Ying Yu secretly appeared at the foot of the mountain where the forgetful way is located.

He looked ahead and immediately unfolded the magic power of 3,000 worlds, hidden breath, and silently approached the forgetful way. He passed through the cloud veil without anyone noticing, and directly entered the interior of the forgetful way through the wall.

Ying Yu understands that since it is difficult to get his own useful information content in Qingcheng, even if he stays longer, it may not be useful. On the contrary, although it is a little risky and there may be a crisis at any time, it is also very likely to get useful information.

In the hazy cloud veil, the bright moon shines, and you can see the ups and downs of the mountains. The pine trees and green bamboos stand in the wind, swaying, and the attic halls are built in various places in the deep mountains. Occasionally, you can see a forgetful disciple in various places, and the lights are still bright.

This is a scene of green mountains and green water. The faint moonlight comes from the sky and sprinkles around the mountains, adding a little dreamy and hazy.

"I can't find her, so I have to choose a direction to move forward." Ying Yu muttered, looking at a position and flying away.

This time, the direction of the flight in response to the rain is not the same as last time. I have seen the ground he flew over last time, and there is nothing missing. This time, he will naturally choose another place.

The night wind blew, with the smell of mountains and forests in the cold, gently brushing the grass and trees, lifting the leaves and falling again.

Suddenly, there seems to be other sounds coming from the depths of the mountains!

A syllable came from afar, as if floating from the fairyland, shook people's hearts in an instant. Perhaps, only disciples who suppress their emotions in forgetfulness can be unmoved.

The notes are continuous, like ocean tides, coming out leisurely from the deep mountains, like a wisp of breeze, brushing the mountains and rivers, vegetation, and passing them from afar.

"This...is this?" Ying Yu suddenly widened his eyes and looked into the depths of the mountains.

He remembered what this wisp of notes played. He had heard it more than once and remembered it deeply. Even he had played it himself. In the night of the capital, in the drifting river of the waves, he took a boat and danced his fingers.

This is obviously "Forget the Drunken Red Dust"!

Ying Yu understands the origin of this song, which evolved in Chudu dozens of years ago, recording her emotions and shocking people's hearts.

Now when you hear such a song in this forgetful way, it will naturally not be played by others. Only the cloud dance can play a song full of emotions here.

"With the sound of the piano, follow the sound of the piano... No!" Ying Yu stayed in a forest, tossing and looking in all directions.

He wanted to follow the sound of the piano, so that he might be able to see the cloud dance in a short time, or even take it away from here. But he suddenly found that he could not realize this idea at all.

"Why doesn't the sound of the piano come from all directions and have an accurate direction?" Ying Yu sighed that he could not have an accurate goal and could only continue to look for it everywhere.

Yunyue Peak, this is the name of a mountain in the forgetful way.

On the mountain, where the moonlight fell, a floating figure sat and stood, with a guqin in front of her, gently moving her mutton-like jade fingers, playing quietly, telling her inner emotions.

Yun Qingwu wears a white skirt, his clothes are turned over, his body is like snow, and his body is as bright, his delicate body is slender, well-proportioned, and his facial features are extraordinary. Every inch looks so thrilling, and his eyes are like an endless starry sky, deep and bottomless.

Only her long hair has undergone great changes. The original long black hair turned into snow-white hair, or her long hair finally changed back to the prototype, combed behind her, neat and clean, and only occasionally when the breeze blows, will it ripple gracefully.

For a long time, the song ends.

Yun Qingwu looked at the mountains and rivers in the forgetful way, and looked at the stars and bright moon in the sky, and couldn't help blurting out, "You are always changing, but is the essence still the same as before?"

The mountain is still the mountain, the water is still the water, the stars are still the stars, the bright moon is still the bright moon, but people... are not the past.

Whether it is Ying Yu or Qin Mengli, it has changed from the original time. Even if the essence is attached, it is still different after all.

Reincarnation makes Ying Yu only Yingyu, not Chu Xuan, let alone Xu You.

And Qin Mengli...

"What on earth has changed you? You were not like this before." Yun Qingwu covered his face and sighed, and the clear memory gradually confused in his mind, as if he could not distinguish anything.

Time can change everything. But in general, the change will not be much, but there are always unexpected things.

"What are you thinking about?" A peaceful voice suddenly sounded and floated around Yunyue Peak with the wind.

Yun gently turned around and looked at the woman who arrived in front of him.

Qin Mengli stood there, with her green hair shaking gently and white hair floating. Although her face was still as young, her eyes showed her obvious old age. She was once magnificent, but gradually changed over the years. Even in a few years, she will step into the loess and close her eyes forever. She is already very old.

Looking at Yun Qingwu, Qin Mengli's eyes were very gentle, not like a person who practiced the Book of Forgetting Love to the highest level in the world. Such a person should have been ruthless for a long time.

In fact, Qin Mengli is indeed like this. But she needs to pretend and look at Yun Qingwu with peaceful and even kind eyes. She has this unknown secret.

"Can you tell me as a teacher?" Qin Mengli came forward and said.

She doesn't know that Yun Qingwu has learned everything about her from the reincarnation disk. Otherwise, can she still talk like this?