The old yellow wolf was running wildly out of breath, and the golden-horned dragon horse followed the old yellow wolf easily. Looking at its brisk appearance, it seemed that the old yellow wolf's speed could also be easily kept up.

Chu Tian gently stroked the old Huanglang's neck and thought carefully about Zi Xiaosheng's words.

"So, you know all Chu Jie's thoughts?" Chu Tian suddenly asked Zi Xiaosheng.

"Chu Jie? Of course!" Zi Xiaosheng smiled sly, took out a purple jade pendant from somewhere, and played with his five fingers lightly.

"So, Brother Zi, can you tell me, Chu Jie..." Chu Tian asked Zi Xiaosheng with a little hesitation.

"Hey, hey!" Zi Xiaosheng licked his lips and looked at Chu Tian with a weird smile: "If you want to know anything from me, you have to exchange what you know. Because I can't see your thoughts, I don't know anything about you."

After hesitating for a while, the jade pendant that was jumping rapidly in Zi Xiaosheng's hand stopped quietly: "Tell me a story."

"Tell me a story that makes me feel wonderful." Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian with his eyes fixed on his eyes: "Because I can't see your thoughts, then, just tell me a story and let me guess your past and your life."

"It must be a story that makes me feel wonderful." Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian with a firm smile: "Don't fool me with those big guys, because I have traveled all over the Jin Dynasty and have seen countless people and countless stories, but you can't fool me."

"A story, another answer!" Zi Xiaosheng narrowed his eyes, his eyes as crescent moon, looking at Chu Tian quietly.

Chu Tian also looked at Zi Xiaosheng.

A story, another answer?

It must be a story that Zi Xiaosheng had never heard of or seen before? He wanted to guess the origin of Chu Tian and the past from this story?

It must be a wonderful story?

"I promise, it will be a wonderful story." Seeing the old yellow wolf's running direction gradually tilted, and he looked towards the secret nest of Chu Tian and others in the mountains and forests of Kitana Province, Chu Tian knew that Agou and Aque had escaped safely.

He scolded and stopped the old yellow wolf.

He found a big tree and sat cross-legged on the root of the tree. Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng seriously: "So, Brother Zi, will each story change the answer?"

Zi Xiaosheng hurriedly jumped off the golden-horned dragon horse, squatted indecently in front of Chu Tian, ​​and looked at him intently: "Tell me, tell me, it must be something I have never heard of or seen before. If it is exciting enough, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Zi Xiaosheng's bright eyes were filled with novel flames. This was a young man who was extremely curious about everything.

What makes people feel terrible is that he has this supernatural power that can see through the human heart. His powerful curiosity and his ability to see through the human heart. What else in this world is he who doesn't know?

The fragrant breeze moved slightly, and Aunt Feng appeared silently ten feet away with six burly men who were over meter tall.

Aunt Feng looked at Chu Tian curiously. She followed her all the way and naturally heard Zi Xiaosheng's words. She knew how terrible Zi Xiaosheng's talent was to see through people's hearts, and how rare it was for people who could block Zi Xiaosheng's perception.

Whether it is valuable treasures, luck, or powerful people blocking fate, since Chu Tian has nothing to do with these, how did he do it?

"Story, well, the story I want to tell was heard from an old beggar who was about to starve to death when I was young." Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng with a curious look and said seriously: "I gave him a steamed bun, and he told me this story. As a result, he ate dry steamed buns, didn't drink water, and choked to death. So, I only know the whole story in the world."

Zi Xiaosheng was still looking at Chu Tian curiously.

Aunt Feng curled her lips aside. Zi Xiaosheng was fooled by Chu Tian’s nonsense, and she was not so easily fooled!

"By the way, the name of a certain dynasty cannot be tested. The name of a certain dynasty cannot be tested either in a certain year, month, or day." Chu Tian said deeply: "In a prefecture in that dynasty, there was a young girl."

"By the way, the name of my story is "Liang Zhu". Liang is Liang of Liang Shanbo; Zhu is Zhu Yingtai's blessing." Chu Tian cleared his throat and slowly told the story of "Liang Zhu".

The six burly men remained motionless. They stood aside like six zombies, without any fluctuations in their bodies.

Aunt Feng didn't know when she was already standing beside Zi Xiaosheng and stared at Chu Tian intently.

Zi Xiaosheng opened his mouth slightly and looked at Chu Tian without blinking. With the joys and sorrows of the couple in the story, Zi Xiaosheng's face changed rapidly. His face was as red as blood, and pale as paper for a moment.

Chu Tian talked for a while, and suddenly asked Zi Xiaosheng: "Is there a piano?"

Zi Xiaosheng turned his palms, and a piece of guqin carved from purple jade. The five strings were crystal clear and transparent, and they were integrated with the body of the piano. Chu Tian could not recognize what material it was and it appeared in his hands.

Chu Tian took the guqin and placed it on his knees, gently pulling the strings.

With his stories, songs of joy and touching, or distant, or warm, or sad and sad piano music come out leisurely.

Listening to Chu Tian’s story and cooperating with Chu Tian’s piano music, Aunt Feng’s body shook slightly, and there was a vague tendency to be unstable. Her face turned red, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

Zi Xiaosheng sat on the ground all of a sudden, crossing his legs and holding his chin with his hands. He was obviously completely immersed in the wonderful world that was intertwined by the story and the sound of the piano.

"It's really..." Zi Xiaosheng murmured: "Arranging a marriage is really harmful!"

The last piano sound came to an abrupt end, and Chu Tian said quietly: "I saw the two beautiful butterflies flying, accompanying each other all the way toward the horizon. Lovers finally got married. If they could not sleep in the same bed when they were alive, the souls of the couple would always be entangled after death. After generations, for generations, for generations."

It was quiet in the dense forest, and the old yellow wolf squatted on the ground, tilting his head and quietly looking at Chu Tian.

This old wolf was just a little bit talking. He couldn't understand Chu Tian's story at all, but it did not prevent him from being moved by Chu Tian's piano sound.

The old Huanglang's eyes were also filled with water vapor, and he suddenly opened his mouth and cried a few times.

Two lines of hot tears slid down in Aunt Feng's eyes. She suddenly shook her body and turned to a big tree. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears from her face hard.

Zi Xiaosheng sat in the spot stupidly for a long time, suddenly jumped up and grabbed Chu Tian’s shoulder: “Say, isn’t there any second half of this story? They turned into butterflies, and just like that, they became a pair of butterflies and flew away?”

Chu Tian rolled his eyes and hummed, "It's gone, it's gone downstairs. Hello, hurry up, I'll ask you, that Chu Jie..."

Zi Xiaosheng seemed to have not heard Chu Tian's words. He snatched the jade zither from Chu Tian's hand and slashed it to pieces with one palm.

"Oh, there is such a sad and ecstasy thing in the world!" Zi Xiao sighed with a long sigh, and suddenly turned into a purple shadow and disappeared without a trace.

Aunt Feng, six big men, and golden-horned dragon horse hurriedly chased Zi Xiaosheng. In the blink of an eye, Chu Tian and the old Huanglang were left in the forest.

"Hey, Brother Zi! You can't be stolen!" Chu Tian jumped up in a hurry and cursed at the empty Lin Zi: "What you mean by being able to see through everyone's thoughts is not a bragging, right?"
Chapter completed!