The night is like water, and the sound of the piano is gurgling.

Luo Feiyu sat on the bow of the boat, drinking wine for a while. The boat had swung far away, and the lights on the shore in the distance burned into a bright yellow halo, which looked soft and calm.

A few scattered ship lights floated around him from time to time, but Luo Feiyu didn't even look at them. His eyes were far away, not knowing where in the dimness they landed.

He was determined to take advantage of the fact that Wuhua was an enemy of the Beggar Clan, and put down the marriage to Wuhua in one fell swoop, so as to completely get rid of this uncertain bomb. If Wuhua didn't take the initiative to speak, he would also be brewing emotions.

, trying to perform to the best of his ability in a short while.

Wuhua was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the boat. I don't know what kind of music he was playing. It was tinkling, but it sounded pretty good.

He seemed to be extra patient at the moment, playing the tune slowly and over and over again. It wasn't until Luo Feiyu drank all the wine on the boat and stood up to fiddle with the oars that he calmly removed his fingers from the strings.

"I also prepared some snacks, why don't you have some wine?"

Luo Feiyu glanced at him and sat down opposite him. His sitting posture was very bold and unrestrained, without the slightest reserve of a woman. "I don't like sweets, and I'm not a child anymore."

Wuhua's eyelashes twitched, but she didn't force herself, she just lowered her head and smiled.

Luo Feiyu had a sweet tooth and made many delicious food for him. He knew Luo Feiyu's preferences very well.

Wu Hua knew in his heart that if "Ah Jiu" was really Luo Feiyu, the other party's defense at the moment must be thicker than the city wall. In order to achieve his goal, he must take the lead and control the topic.

He then let out a long sigh: "You don't have to be like this when it comes to wine. Our marriage was never going to happen."

Luo Feiyu couldn't figure out his intention for a moment, frowned and asked: "What do you mean?"

Wuhua turned his head, his eyes filled with the deep black water in the distance and the lights like golden snakes, his eyes were sparkling: "I am indeed a despicable and hateful person. I have another purpose in getting close to Jiuer and being friendly."

Luo Feiyu was wary and deliberately nailed the wine jar to the ship's plank, saying coldly: "I know what the drunkard said is true, but I still want to hear it from you. You have such a good opportunity.

Are you even unwilling to lie to me?"

He followed up with a sarcastic sneer: "That's right, no man in the world would like a crazy female beggar like me. Those words you said to please me sound really fake! I know you are lying, maybe

I have other agendas, but I’d rather let you take advantage of me... Tsk, it’s a pity that rotten people will always be rotten people.”

Wuhua was originally in a favorable position of "voluntarily admitting it", but Luo Feiyu immediately pulled her back, which made Luo Feiyu, a big-bellied "victim", more reasonable.

Wuhua was very calm, with a peaceful smile on his face: "Jiu'er scolds you well."

Luo Feiyu was a little confused. The bald donkey neither defended nor showed his usual condescending attitude. Could it be that he really felt that he owed Sister Beggar and felt guilty?

But the other party is Wuhua, and Ajiu is a little beggar and has no use value. He already knows that Ajiu is a girl, and he doesn't immediately turn his back on her. Who is showing him such a deep-seated look?

Hasn't he given up his doubts about Ah Jiu's identity?

Luo Feiyu became nervous.

That must be the case! Wuhua is lowering his vigilance, I'm afraid he has to hold back his ultimate move and try it again! He needs to deal with it carefully!

Luo Feiyu said: "Okay, you can admit it readily, and I don't want you to beat around the bush. We have no fate, so let's end our relationship tonight!"

Wuhua looked at him with a calm and sincere expression, and suddenly said: "I have put a lot of effort into tonight's appointment, it would be a pity to waste it..." Although he hid it very deeply, Luo Feiyu still keenly caught it.

His smile was a little more forced than usual.

Luo Feiyu's heart felt as if he had been hit by some blunt instrument.

Wuhua still looked elegant and dignified, but Luo Feiyu felt a little strange, because at this moment Wuhua looked like...not so aloof, no longer like a distant and untouchable immortal, but a fallen immortal.

After entering the mortal world, I even felt...somewhat indescribable fatigue and sadness.

Wuhua smiled gently at him and said, "I prepared a small gift for you."

He knocked on the piano box, and a small compartment popped out of the long and narrow wooden box. Inside lay something very familiar to Luo Feiyu——

Snow Phoenix and Ice King Flute!!

Luo Feiyu understood immediately.

He sneered secretly in his heart: I see, Wuhua is retreating in order to advance. Does he think that he will be soft-hearted? I'm sorry, since he took out the big flute, not only does he have to take the big flute back

, he would never let Wuhua succeed in this temptation.

The little monk was so clever that he was fooled by his cleverness. He used a big flute to test himself, but he had no idea that the Snow Phoenix and Ice King flute was a weapon of thousands of flowers, and Luo Feiyu's current beggar clan number...weapons are not handy, hahahahaha!

!

Luo Feiyu calmly took the flute offered by Wu Hua with both hands, and deliberately studied it for a while, "I am a rough man, and I can only blow a leaf. This thing looks precious at first sight. I'm afraid the monk didn't give it to me, right?"

Wuhua maintained a smile: "Please give me a drink. I must give it a try."

Luo Feiyu snorted, deliberately trying to find the hole clumsily, and the breath he blew was completely wrong. The sound of the flute floated upwards like it was hanging on the tip of a whistle, and the harsh and unpleasant notes were squeaking and squeaking.

Hua's brows furrowed.

Wuhua pulled him to stop him and said, "Okay, I already know."

There was no snow falling when Ah Jiu played, which was unexpected by Wu Hua.

This flute has only fallen into the hands of two people, one is Wan Zhanqiu, and the other is Jiang Yulang, who was taught the flute by Wan Zhanqiu.

Wuhua had long thought that maybe the flute was driven by some special inner force to make it fall like snow. He had tried Ah Jiu's martial arts before, and her inner force was completely different from Wan Zhanqiu's. Wuhua could not use it.

From the beginning, I didn’t have any hope that Ah Jiu could trigger Luoxue.

Of course, if it snows, there will be no flowers.

But the gift of the flute itself was just a foreshadowing, a step in his plan.

Luo Feiyu just thought that he had successfully passed the test, and he proudly inserted the flute back into his waist, raised his chin and said: "Since you gave it to me, it should be regarded as the breakup fee for our fatal love. Miao Monk Wu

With such a reputation as a flower girl, you don’t think you have to worry about the things you give away, right?”

Wuhua was startled for a moment, then shook his head: "Everything else can be enjoyed with wine, but not this flute."

Luo Feiyu's face turned cold: "Oh, man."

Wuhua sighed again, a little helpless, and actually stated his purpose directly: "To be honest, I am looking for someone who can use it. Jiu'er can use it as a test. If there is no tonight

If you accept the flute but can't use it, I will kill you and take it away from here to find the next target."

"..." Luo Feiyu was immediately choked by his frankness.

But he still held down the lost and recovered big flute as if he were protecting his food.

Wu Hua's expression at this moment was a bit strange to him. He stared at Luo Feiyu faintly. For a moment, Luo Feiyu almost thought he had seen something else through his own eyes.

But Wuhua said nothing, only lowered his head, lowered his eyes and closed his eyelashes, gently stretched out his hand, and gently touched Luo Feiyu's shadow cast in front of him.

Luo Feiyu's whole body felt like it was electrified, and a strange feeling crawled up his back.

Wuhua suddenly showed a smile, which was both affectionate and ruthless, evil and innocent, as if he could not stop talking, but also seemed relieved.

"The song I just played is called Yue Ren Song. It is about a boatman who was lucky enough to be in the same boat with a prince and boldly expressed his feelings to him..." He stopped talking at this point.

Luo Feiyu realized what he was going to say and became at a loss.

The Yue people sing, "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, but I am happy for you, but you don't know it."

Mu Hanamichi: "Someone once taught me that the custom there is to show love to the person you like by raising your middle finger. I thought, if you are really that person, I will play this song for you and teach you how to do it.

When in town, do as the Romans do…”

Luo Feiyu tensed up his expression: "So, you mistook me for someone else, so you approached me on purpose? Is there something wrong with you, a monk? You teach people to court, and you don't even play some courtship songs like Phoenix and Phoenix.

Play Yue songs for people?"

Wuhua closed his eyes and smiled lightly: "Who said he is a woman?"

"..."

Luo Feiyu deliberately said angrily: "You are a broken sleeve when riding a horse?!"

Wuhua closed his eyes and remained quiet for a long time, then silently withdrew his hand and sat upright. After a long time, he said: "I offended the girl before, and I have offended you a lot."

Luo Feiyu snorted angrily: "When you touched my shadow, were you thinking about him?"

Wuhua remained silent.

Luo Feiyu asked: "Do you like him?"

Wuhua opened his eyes suddenly, "No." He answered firmly.

Luo Feiyu was startled by the viciousness in his eyes, and forced himself to calm down: "Are you a person who is dissatisfied with your integrity? If you don't like her, why are you so persistent in looking for her and testing them one by one?"

Wuhuaxiao asked: "Jiu'er, do you know how it feels to watch someone you care about die in front of you?"

Luo Feiyu was dumbfounded.

Wu Hua's tone was calm and cold: "I hate him, he ruined my life-long plan, and hit me in the head again and again when I was most satisfied... As the one left behind, I feel sad in my heart

He has no idea..."

"If you want to tear my dreams apart and make me suffer, then don't give me any light from the beginning. I'm not a kind person. If the other person can't feel the pain I suffered, wouldn't I be very sorry to myself?"

He said fiercely: "If I find him, even if he is cut to pieces with a thousand swords, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

Luo Feiyu was trembling and didn't dare to show his anger. Wuhua was so persistent in looking for him, actually... just to cut him into pieces!!

Wuhua suddenly looked at him and smiled innocently: "Hey, how can I let it go?"
Chapter completed!