Magical comprehensive travel

"Who is Xue Nu?" Honglian asked suspiciously.

"Well, it's my love." Mu Hantian said, "However, you don't have to be sad, Hong Lian, you, I like it too." Mu Hantian said quickly as if he could see Hong Lian's sadness.

"Yeah!" Gulian nodded happily.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect the last time you said goodbye, Xiaotian, you had another confidante." A hearty voice came.

"Brother Jing Ke." Mu Hantian said in surprise.

The man was dressed in brown linen, with sturdy and unrestrained hair, and looked at Mu Hantian with a smile. It was not Jing Ke, but who?

"Xiaotian, it's been a long time." Jing Ke laughed.

"Ah, it's been a few months." Mu Hantian smiled.

"Hehe, won't you invite me to have a drink?" Jing Ke said.

"How is it possible, brother, please sit down." Mu Hantian gave Jing Ke a place.

"Big Brother, why are you here?" Mu Hantian asked "confused".

Jing Ke drank a bowl of wine, smiled and said, "I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Mu Hantian was even more puzzled.

"Little brother, did you know that the people of Qin State were going to kill you?" Jing Ke drank another bowl of wine.

"People from Qin State are going to kill me? But my little brother has never been to Qin State!" Mu Hantian asked "confused".

"This is also the purpose of my coming to you this time." Jing Ke put down the bowl in his hand and said seriously.

"Oh." Seeing Jing Ke's stern expression, Mu Hantian also rallied.

"Does Xiaotian know Fan Yuqi?" Jing Ke said.

"Well, I have heard about him. He was a general of the State of Qin. Later, he was defeated by Li Mu because of Zhao's army. He fled to the State of Yan in fear of crime and was taken in by Prince Dan." Mu Hantian thought for a while and said.

"Yes, but when he fled to the country of Yan, he was helped by someone," Jing Ke said mysteriously.

"Who?" Mu Hantian asked.

"He is a man who is obsessed with music and has a straightforward character without rhyme. His piano skill is extraordinary, and he is the only heir to the music of "High Mountain and Flowing Water" in this world. Legend has it that even the birds in the sky will fall when he plays the piano. Listen; and those who listen to the music will be swayed by the joy, anger, sadness and joy in his music, as if they are on the scene, difficult to extricate themselves. But the music is inevitable and widowed, but it has entered the highest state of music, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to understand the world. Look." Jing Ke sighed.

"Kui Xiu? What happened to him?" Mu Hantian asked worriedly.

"He was guilty of assisting Qin rebels to escape from the border and became a prisoner of the ranks. The fate of the road ahead is in jeopardy. I could have saved him out together, but he refused to follow me." Jing Ke said sadly.

At this point, both of them fell silent.

"By the way, he also entrusted me with one thing." Jing Ke broke the silence.

"Huh?" Mu Hantian looked at Jing Ke.

"That's it, the score for "High Mountain and Flowing Water"." Jing Ke took out a book made of bamboo and threw it to Mu Hantian.

Mu Hantian took the bamboo book and looked at it deeply. Xu Pian, Mu Hantian whispered: What else did Kuang Xiu say?"

"Faced with the imminent death, Kuan Xiu feared that "High Mountain and Flowing Water" would be lost, so I asked me to give you the score of "High Mountain and Flowing Water". He also said that only you can understand the meaning and pass on "High Mountain and Flowing Water". "Jing Ke said deeply.

"Leave it to me, why?" Mu Hantian asked.

"Because he has heard the tunes you played, when he passed Feixue Pavilion, he heard your tunes, and he recognized you." Jing Ke said.

Mu Hantian looked at the piano score in his hand, feeling a little sad.Although he has never seen Kuan Xiu, the Kuan Xiu, who has never met before, only listened to him and regarded him as a bosom friend. For musicians in the world, "High Mountain Flowing Water" is more important than his life. The score is given to myself.

Jing Ke saw Mu Hantian staring at the music score sadly, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it, saying: "A man born in the world, it is not a waste of time to have friends like Kuang Xiu."

"Friend? I have never met Kuang Xiu." Mu Hantian murmured.

A scholar is a confidant who dies, a woman is a happy one; a daughter is easy to get, but a friend is hard to find.

From ancient times to the present, it seems that everyone is looking for a friend in the dark red dust.Who can really find a soulmate?Who can truly resonate with yourself?In everyone's life, words and deeds cannot be consistent with words and deeds. Even oneself cannot fully understand their own psychology, and how can they dare to expect others to understand themselves.

The friends looked at the end of the world, so far away it was even difficult to drink a river of water, but the right tacit understanding flowed silently at the moment of mutual thought.Time and space is nothing but a transparent membrane for the soulmate, how can it stop the communication?

Chapter 293 Letter

Kuan Xiu, this friend who has never met before, Mu Hantian must go to see him for the last time.Not for anything else, just for the word "friends".

After drinking alone for a while, Mu Hantian shouted, "Man."

Soon, the guy ran over and respectfully said: "Guest, what do you want?"

"Do you have pen and ink and writing cloth?" Mu Hantian asked.

"Yes, it's just this writing cloth..." The guy was hesitant to speak but he was authentic.

"How is the writing cloth?" Mu Hantian looked at the man and asked.

"It's just that the written cloth is more precious...".The guy explained.

"I bought it, you go get it." Mu Hantian said lightly.

"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer." As he said, the guy retreated.

Mu Hantian looked towards Yan Guofei Xuege, his face was full of sadness, and muttered: "Xue'er, it seems that I can't go back to see you. I have to do this.

In the attic east of Feixue Pavilion.

A woman with silver hair was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, combing her silver head, and muttered: "It's been more than three months, that fool should be back soon."

Soon, the guy came over with a few things and respectfully said: "Guest, what you want."

"Well, I have to work." Mu Hantian said lightly.He took the inkstone and placed the pen and a piece of white silk on the table.

"Master, do you want me to help you study ink?" Yu Lei asked.

"Some things will become meaningful only if you do them yourself." Mu Hantian shook his head and smiled.

Mu Hantian poured some wine on the inkstone and began to study ink.

"Master, are you writing to Miss Snow Girl?" Yuyou asked.

Mu Hantian said: "Yes!"

After speaking, Mu Hantian stopped studying ink and began to think about it.

After half a cup of tea, Mu Hantian began to write:

"Cher