Chapter 213 The Song of the North Courtyard

"Woo-woo...ah..." A creepy voice suddenly came. The sound trembled and spread. The whole north courtyard was surrounded by this strange sound. The sound was high and low, far and close, as if the fog blown away by the wind, and it felt erratic.

"Young master... Go quickly... This is nutmeg singing... Listen, she's singing..." Mother Lu took the vegetable basket, pulled up the wind and left.

Feng Junyang made a silent gesture and stood still, but Lu's mother hid behind him in fear. The strange voice gradually got on tune, and Feng Junyang heard her singing:

"Meet in the world...

The golden whip.

Wanhu Chuiyangli,

Junjia's side..."

This female voice sings Li Bai's "Meeting", her voice is sad and quiet, ethereal like the sound of heaven, and the lingering sound is endless.

Feng Junyang was stunned.

Where is this ghost crying? This is obviously the voice of a woman's sobbing heart...

Feng Junyang couldn't help following the sound and walking into the room. His footsteps were like stepping on the soft pine needles after autumn, and his whole body and mind were attracted by the song.

"Young master! Young master, you can't go, you can't get out if you go... just like Ah Fu. Mother Lu cried and begged.

Feng Junyang was awakened by Lu's mother's crying. His soul had long been brought to the sky by the ecstasy singing. He seemed to hear the call, and only felt that he had the same sadness as this woman... He thought that the north courtyard lived in his father's concubine. These ordinary rouge women actually had this Wait for the realm to sing such a melodious song.

"What do you mean Afu?" Feng Junyang heard Afu's name in a trance. Afu was the clerk on the counter of the Feng family, diligent and honest.

"Yes, Fu. He also listened to the song and went in. When he came out, he became a fool. The real Afu was sucked by the ghost, and it's not Afu who came out..." Mother Lu said with a runny and tears, "Young master, are you attracted to that song? You can't go. That's the ecstasy soup of cardamom. Whoever goes in will be finished. Young master, you can't go. If I don't stop you from going in, I'm sorry..."

Feng Junyang knew that it was impossible to enter in front of Lu's mother. He doesn't want to embarrass Lu's mother, but he doesn't want to give up such a good opportunity to find out.

He picked up Mother Lu and said as if nothing had happened: "Mother Lu. I just said casually, where do I have the courage to go in? Let's go, Mother Lu. I want to eat the lotus seed soup you cooked. Can Mother Lu make it for me? Make three bowls, and I also want my two friends to taste your craftsmanship.

Mother Lu wiped her tears and suddenly smiled and couldn't close her mouth: "Okay, young master, I'll do it now, I'll do it. The young master still remembers my lotus seed soup..."

"Well, you do it. I'll wait. I'll wake my two friends up first. Feng Junyang said, spread Lu's mother's hand, turned around and went to the west wing. Lu's mother looked at his distant back and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Feng Junyang looked at Lu's mother's distant back and turned back. When he arrived at the North Courtyard, he was originally going to live in the pink room in the North Courtyard, but was intercepted by Lu's mother. Now he heard such an ethereal song, which aroused his interest even more.

He only felt that the current Fengjia courtyard was full of haze and ghosts, like thick fog, covering the sky on the Fengjia courtyard. He wanted to do the dawn that cut through the darkness and restore peace here.

The north courtyard before dawn was quiet. I don't know when the sad song just now stopped. There was only an occasional gust of wind blowing the rustling sound of leaves.

Pink used to live in the second room under the weeping willow. He walked over in turn, and all the rooms were locked and there was no one to live in.

Only the pink room is covered.

This surprised him a little. Pink has absconded and left the Feng family because of the poisoning of cardamom and rouge. Her door is open...

"Squeak..." The door opened.

Feng Junyang was stunned. He didn't open the door. The door automatically opened as if someone had arrived.

A damp and cold wind blew out of the house, with a light musty smell, indicating that the owner of the room had been away for a long time.

One of his feet has stepped in...

"Bum!" The door suddenly seemed to be pushed hard behind and suddenly hit Feng Junyang! He couldn't dodge and was hit by the nose alive, making his eyes look like a star.

With no wind and no waves, this door has become an "evil door"! Don't enter the door. It's open for you. You have to go in. It's about to close the door!

"Dong..." He kicked the "evil door" over.

The musty smell in the room made him sneeze a few big. This room is a pink study, which is called the study. In fact, it looks like a few books. I guess I haven't touched it, just like cardamom. Therefore, I can't even write my own name.

Isn't it to show off in front of the other party? In order to get a liking in front of Feng Wenbai? It's terrible for this woman to be jealous. You can change your preferences, change your taste, and change your face...

There is nothing worth looking at outside, and the wind is handsome until the second room inside.

As soon as he entered the second door, he was shocked!

A dark man came face to face! He looks exactly like himself!

What the hell is this? Or does the Feng family have a twin brother? He came face to face, his pace and thrown hands were exactly the same as his own.

Feng Junyang stopped, and the other one also stopped himself.

He looked carefully and couldn't wait to slap himself in the face. Obviously, it was a huge gold-trimmed mirror standing on the wall!

How can you scare yourself so much?

Who moved the decorations in the pink house? In the past, this was not a dressing table, but a chess table, a battlefield where pink nutmeg and others played chess and mahjong.

By the way, I have been passive here. Maybe it was because of the death of nutmeg and rouge that I moved things, so that the ghosts of cardamom and rouge would not come back and be familiar with the way... The mirror standing at the door is also mysterious, and the ghost can't look in the mirror.

Feng Junyang remembers that the mirror is still in the room. At that time, Pink was still a kind woman.

Pink is a woman who entered the Fengjia compound relatively early. I heard that she was exchanged by Feng Wenbai. She was an orphan and worked hard in other people's homes. When Feng Wenbai came to that house as a guest, the woman who serves tea was pink.

The romantic Feng Wenbai took a fancy to pink at a glance. The master's family happened to ask Feng Wenbai, so he pushed the boat along the water, made a favor, and gave the pink to Feng Wenbai. Feng Wenbai also naturally helped the man.

Pink, who had just entered the door, was arranged to be a girl beside Mrs. Feng. At that time, Feng Wenbai did not dare to brazenly fool around at home, and brought pink into the door to find a close girl for his wife.

Feng Junyang was only ten years old at that time. After finishing his work, Pink would take Feng Junyang to her room to fold planes, make windmills, and pinch clay figurines. The young pink lacked playmates. She regarded the young master of the Feng family as her good friend.

She also taught Feng Junyang to throwing knives.

Every time the flying knife she threw out, the flying knife flashed in front of the small Feng Junyang and reached the center of the target. Feng Junyang praised pink, and Pink picked up a small flying knife and put it in Feng Junyang's hand and asked him to drop it.

So, Feng Junyang just saw the willow leaf flying knife in Yan'an's hand. Why did he feel familiar with it? This flying knife is pink.

That's right, the pink flying knife is wrapped with a pink ribbon on the handle. The pink ribbon of the willow leaf flying knife given by Yan An just now is missing, but there is still pink silk on it.

His intuition tells himself that Pink has not left yet.

It's pink pretending to be a ghost here.

Feng Junyang stepped into the third room, where there was a pink room.

suddenly, a voice seemed to come from under the ground: "Woo...woo..."

This sound is the same as the "opening remarks" before I heard Lu's mother singing outside. If it's right, it's time to sing after this "woo" sound.

The sound of "woo" sounded repeatedly seven or eight times and stopped abruptly.

A few moments later, the sound of nature just now rose again. This time, she sang:

"Go, thousands of miles of smoke and waves... The twilight is heavy and the sky is vast..."

The voice was still so clear and touching. After this sentence, it paused for a moment before the voice began to sing:

"The cold cicada is sad, and it's late for the long pavilion, and the shower breaks at the beginning.

There is no way to drink, nostalgia, Lanzhou urges--

Go away, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, and the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

A sentimental parting since ancient times...Bounded parting...

It's even more embarrassing, the autumn festival is cold.

Where did you wake up tonight, Yang Liu'an... Xiaofeng remnants the moon.

This past year should be a good time... It's a good time.

Even if there are thousands of amorous feelings, who else to say... who to say..."

Feng Junyang stood on the spot. A scene emerged before my eyes. At the dock of the new city, the blue flowers said to herself who was about to board the ship: "Feng Junyang, nostalgic place, Lanzhou urges hair..."

The blue smiling face, like a sunflower, keeps flashing in front of my eyes, which is a thrilling parting...

"Lando..." Feng Junyang was extremely melancholy. In the song, he reached out and touched his Guanyin stone around his neck. Wherever he touched his hand, he was cold, and the Guanyin stone disappeared!

He touched several pockets all over his body, but there was no trace of Guanyin stone.

It's not good. If you lose the Guanyin Stone, you can't deal with Ye Xuanji! Not to mention, Guanyin Stone is the life of Wu Landuo!

He didn't care about looking for the clues of Liuye Feidao, so he turned around and ran out.

However, as soon as he ran out of the step, he spread a huge net on his head, covering Feng Junyang tightly.

"Haha...haha..." The singing voice just now stopped the song and turned into a crazy laugh.