"Ouyang Lianghan, it takes you so long to send someone off. Are you sending a Buddha to the West?"

The sky is filled with sunset, and the stars on the distant sky have appeared.

Xunyang Grottoes, in the pavilion outside the main grotto, Rong Zhen said expressionlessly.

Ouyang Rong walked out of the night, entered the pavilion, and looked around.

"Is there tea?"

"No." Rong Zhen replied firmly: "Where can I find tea for you? Also, I'm asking you a question. You said you'd come over after seeing someone off. Do you know how long I'll be waiting? If I'm busy with other things,

Just say it directly and fail to do what you promised..."

Ouyang Rong said softly:

"I came here right after seeing someone off, but I came here on foot."

Rong Zhen couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Did you come here from Xunyangdu?"

"Um."

"Why are you walking so gracefully?"

"I just want to take a walk." After a pause, he added, "By the way, I'll give Ali a holiday. He's also working very hard."

After listening to this, Rong Zhen felt angry and funny.

But after being quiet for a while, she looked at Ouyang Rong's face and asked:

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"without."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, silently glanced at the mandarin duck jade hairpin that fixed Rong Zhen's hair on top of his head, and added: "I'm not in a bad mood."

Rong Zhen pursed his lips, and after a moment, he took out a water bag from his sleeve and threw it to Ouyang Rong:

"No tea, but water."

Ouyang Rong looked down and looked hesitant.

Rong Zhen turned his head:

"I haven't drank yet...just don't drink at your mouth."

Ouyang Rong followed this sentence without any reason: "What should I do if I accidentally touch my mouth?"

Rong Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the pavilion, saying:

"I'm sick."

Ouyang Rong saw that the girl in palace clothes seemed to have very red ears.

He put away his water bag and followed without drinking water.

After walking for a while, Ouyang Rong looked more calm and asked:

"When will the old timer leave?"

"After the celebration ceremony, he also wanted to take a look."

Ouyang Rong was about to speak but stopped.

What he actually wanted to say was that you asked Mr. Yu to stay and wait. Otherwise, according to the old man's temperament, he would probably run away tonight with the bucket.

Ouyang Rong followed Rong Zhen on the misty bamboo forest path, and soon came to the bamboo house where the old musician lived.

Although the Donglin Giant Buddha has landed secretly, the strange white mist is still there.

This also shows that the cover-up to cover up the completion of the Buddha is still going on.

Even though it is already dusk, the white mist still fills the grottoes, and light rain falls from time to time within the peaks of the twin peaks, maintaining the humidity of the rainy season.

Having stayed in the Xunyang Grottoes for a decade before, Ouyang Rong was used to it, but now he went back to Xunyang City to stay for a few days and bask in the sun. When he came back again, he immediately felt the obvious difference.

It is estimated that only Rong Zhen, old musicians and other people who have never left Xunyang Grottoes are accustomed to it.

When the two arrived at the bamboo house, the old musician had already prepared the meal and put it on the table.

But there is only one pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Aunt Song, Yi Qianqiu and others are not here.

Another coincidence that came sooner rather than later.

The old musician, who almost succeeded in eating alone, looked at Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen, who had obvious height differences, and said in surprise:

"You two should be in a hurry and go to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks. I've got a handful of bones, so you're welcome."

Ouyang Rong smiled and went out to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Rong Zhen sat down naturally and waited for Ouyang Rong to help her.

Ouyang Rong came to the kitchen, took out a bronze dagger from his sleeve, and looked down.

I saw that the bronze dagger that had returned to the white mist environment was covered with an extra layer of rust, covering the strange blood spots, and the entire sword became much darker.

After observing for a while, Ouyang Rong put away Yun Meng Ling, washed the dishes, and returned to the courtyard...

After a while, the three of them sat down, ate, and chatted.

"Mr. Yu, are you going back to your hometown?"

"Um."

"Where is my hometown?"

Before the old musician could speak, Rong Zhen answered: "Wutong County, Cangzhou, Lingnan Road."

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"It turns out he's from Lingnan, but his face doesn't look like him."

The old musician first smiled at Rong Zhen and said, "Actually, if you hadn't looked it up, I wouldn't even know the official full name of my hometown. I only have a rough impression and the common name of the village."

With a sigh on his face, he said to Ouyang Rong:

"I went to Chang'an when I was young and stayed in the north for a long time. The soil and water support the people, so naturally they are the same as the people in the north. Haha, it's a crooked theory, but it sounds quite reasonable. However, you still know faces, little scholar.

?”

"Know a little bit."

"oh?"

The old musician seemed to be interested and changed his sitting posture.

Ouyang Rong and Beiqi looked sideways at Rong Zhen who was biting his chopsticks, thinking that he had something serious and important to do. Who would have thought that the old musician pointed his finger at Rong Zhen and asked seriously:

"Then, young scholar, take a look at this girl's face and see who looks like a couple to her."

Ouyang Rong:......

Rong Zhen:?

After a while, the old musician, who was taught a few harsh words by the girl in palace clothes, calmed down and started laughing while eating.

After the meal, Ouyang Rong saw the old musician taking out a strange-looking wooden piano.

This piano has only one string.

The old musician played with the one-stringed harp in a childlike manner and said to Ouyang Rong:

"The first piano I had when I was young was this one. It was given by my father, a carpenter. I took it all the way to Chang'an that year. Chang'an was prosperous and charming, and everything was like a cloud. I forgot where I lost it. Before I left the capital, I

I've been looking for it for a long time.

"I didn't expect that now that I have come back to my hometown, I miss it so much. Xunyang has such beautiful mountains, water, and bamboos. I just couldn't help but make one. I plan to take it back. It's such a good reincarnation."

After Rong Zhen listened, he interjected: "Old seniors are happy when they are happy, but don't forget what you should do."

The old musician shrugged and said, "The saints have given orders, what can I do?"

He added:

"But Rong girl, don't forget what you promised."

"I won't forget."

Walking out of the bamboo house, Rong Zhen saw Ouyang Rong off.

There is a bright line of stars in the night sky above our heads.

Ouyang Rong asked: "What did Mr. Yu promise?"

Rong Zhen said softly: "On the day of the 15th National Day, the old man will play that song again."

Ouyang Rong asked: "The last time I visited Kuanglu Mountain, what were the seven unique poems and music?"

"That's right." Rong Zhen chanted softly again: "The bridge in the distance is clear and shallow, and the lotus boat floats on it. The Daiyan rock can hardly block the pine flow of the stream. From a distance, you can see the pear trees standing on the green mountain, and there is still the sound of the valley empty..."

Ouyang Rong asked: "It stands to reason that there are seven parts in total. Among them, the Lotus Boat Song, will the seniors be able to play it by then?"

"Yes." Rong Zhen nodded: "The old man said he could play, but he said that Lian Zhou's music has already been played."
To be continued...