8

As we walked along the way, Xiao Qinxuan and Huizi gradually became familiar with each other and had a lot of fun. Soon we arrived at an open area, Dugu Jue stopped the car and prepared to cook porridge.

Dugu Jue used magic tricks to set up a large pot on the open space, lit the fire, washed the rice, and finished it in one go. Zhang and Huizi were stunned and didn't know where these things came from. Not to mention the big pot and those rice, there was not even a river around it, where did this water come from. Surprisingly, although she had never studied, she also knew the "heroes don't ask where they came from". They didn't seek fame or profit, and they really helped the victims. Why do they have to explore it themselves? So they limped over there and prepared to help.

"Don't ask Mrs. Zhang to help me first. Little girl, come and help me!" Dugu Jue pulled Xiao Qinxuan into the forest.

"Dugu, what is this?" Dugu Jue didn't see him sacrificing his weapons, and the trees around him fell down a few of them. Xiao Qinxuan didn't understand why.

"Make a bowl and a spoon? Do you think refugees carry bowls and chopsticks with you?" Dugu Jue said with a smile, pinched a sword technique, and a few lights flashed in the air, and the falling trees became exquisite wooden bowls and wooden spoons. "Next!" Dugu Jue threw something at Xiao Qinxuan.

Xiao Qinxuan was so swaying from side to side, but she finally got it. It turned out to be a wooden stick, but it was similar to the rolling pin in Jinling Tower. Although it was longer than the rolling pin, it was suitable for the length and the weight, which was quite easy to use.

"What's this for?"

"You'll know in a while!"

"Pretended to be mysterious again!"

After a while, Dugu Jue came back with two large baskets of bowls and chopsticks, and Xiao Qinxuan followed the side with a stick.

"So that's it!" Xiao Qinxuan finally knew the reason, because the scene was really chaotic.

The place where the porridge was cooked was surrounded and some people even planned to take out the hot porridge, which was trembling with scalding. Zhang had already been squeezed aside and pulled Huizi at a loss. When he saw the two of them coming, he hurried over, apologized repeatedly, and blamed himself for not being able to look good. Dugu Jue said it was fine.

Dugu Jue put the basket on the ground and slapped his hands. Zhang, Huizi, and Xiao Qinxuan were unsatisfied. Those who robbed the porridge were as if they were struck by lightning and were shocked to fly far away, and a large circle was empty beside the pot.

"Let me line up!" Dugu Jue said lightly, but it seemed that he had infinite magic power, which made these people who were almost hungry and stood in a row.

Zhang was responsible for serving porridge, Huizi handed the bowl aside, and Xiao Qinxuan stood by with a stick. If anyone disturbed the order, he would be beaten up. Those victims did not expect that such a pretty little girl would be ruthless when she beat people. Several people who were a little bit arrogant were determined to go to the lineup, but were beaten up by Xiao Qinxuan and wanted to fight back. When they looked up, they saw Dugu Jue standing behind Xiao Qinxuan. They were scared to death. They dared not have any idea of ​​resisting, so they had to run away with their heads in their arms.

Xiao Qinxuan used to have the nickname "Su Xiaohu" in the Imperial Capital. All the people who played with were the children of officials. The father was a rich man, the eldest brother was a warrior, he had the protection of butterflies at all times, and knew the empress. In this backstage, even Le Yi, the son of King Jingyang, did not get any advantage in front of her. Those playboys who had been scattered in the Imperial Capital had suffered some secret losses, and it was not easy to deal with a few thugs.

After being hungry for many days, he finally got porridge and fed his stomach. The victims thanked him repeatedly. After that, some people chose to continue their journey, looking for a place where they could be settled, while another group of people stayed. Most of them escaped from Yuzhou Village. When Zhang said that Dugu Jue and his friends were planning to go to Yuzhou Village, they decided to go together. Although their homes were destroyed, as long as the sea water receded and the people were still there, they could rebuild their homes.

As night fell, Dugu Jue asked Xiao Qinxuan and Huizi to insert a few sticks of incense around the open space. In midsummer and after the disaster, there were many mosquitoes, and these incenses had the effect of deworming.

There was a bonfire in the open space, and Xiao Qinxuan leaned against Dugu Jue. The refugees had to rest for days on their way. They could have a full meal now, and there were no mosquito bites. Soon, they felt sleepy. The mud was covered with the ground and they slept very heavily. Many men were still snoring. They didn't feel noisy, but they felt extremely at ease, as if a disaster had never happened.

"Well, this night is the most difficult thing!" Dugu Jue threw some dry firewood into the fire and said lightly.

"If you fall asleep, won't it be dawn if you close your eyes and open them? Why is it still hard to bear?" Xiao Qinxuan asked.

"Because..." Dugu Jue rolled his hand and hugged Xiao Qinxuan, "They have all experienced separation from life and death. The pain of watching their loved ones being swallowed by the flood in front of them is heartbreaking! During the day, people are awake, and they can use various reasons or things to divert their attention, so that they don't think about those unbearable scenes. What's more, they use pain to numb themselves. Do you see that some people are scarred, but they actually do it themselves!"

"Ah? Why!"

"Repentance, guilt, helplessness, and various reasons. Faced with such natural disasters, even mortals may not be able to escape unscathed. It is also human nature to see that their relatives are taken away but they are powerless, and they will fall into a deep self-blame. At the beginning, they may be able to hold them up with half a minute of their hands, or they may run faster, and they will find that they can save more people earlier, and so on!

Many of them are actually gone, so why do they choose to go back? It is touching the scenery and bringing sorrow. Isn’t it better to stay away from it? Because the fallen leaves return to their roots, the Yuzhou Village is their roots. They are afraid that their relatives will not find their homes when they come back on the Yuan Dynasty, so they plan to stay there and give them a place to return!"

"That's how it works!"

"Don't look at Mrs. Zhang's daytime seemingly nothing is wrong. In fact, she is more painful than anyone else. Her husband's life and death are uncertain, and her eldest son's whereabouts are unknown. She fled with her daughter with her son, and her son was swallowed by a tsunami in front of her. If she hadn't been concerned about her younger daughter, she would be afraid... her legs were so injured and she walked so far with her children. I feel sorry for her parents in the world. How deep is the pain in her heart?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Qinxuan secretly wiped her tears.

"Dream is not something that people can control. Once you fall asleep and experience such a disaster, I'm afraid that dreams will be filled with these terrifying scenes!"

As Dugu Jue said, after late at night, many refugees who had finally fallen asleep were awakened by nightmares and could not fall asleep. When they thought of the pain of losing their loved ones, they had to bite their clothes, and even more, they bit their arms, bite blood, and cried silently. The entire camp was covered with an extremely sad atmosphere, which was even more contagious. I don’t know who couldn’t stand it, and cried out loud, and a stone caused a thousand waves. The refugees were no longer depressed, and they cried bitterly. The hearing was sad, and the hearing was crying, which was really sad.

The carriage and horse were given to Zhang and Huizi, while Dugu Jue took Xiao Qinxuan to fall on a big tree. Xiao Qinxuan lay in Dugu Jue's arms and burst into tears when she heard the crying.

"Dugu, help them!"

Dugu Jue looked down at Xiao Qinxuan, smiled slightly, nodded, and Xiao Qinxuan stood up and stood beside him.

Dugu Jue sat upright, his fingers bent and straightened, moved his fingers a little, and then raised his hand to gently stroke it into the air. Xiao Qinxuan was stunned. She had been staying with Qinhuaifang for so long, and she naturally knew the starting style of playing the piano, but Dugu Jue was empty in front of him, and I didn't know what he was playing.

"Zheng!" Dugu Jue made a sound in the air. Dugu Jue's fingers kept jumping in the air, changing different fingerings. Only then did Xiao Qinxuan realize that Dugu Jue's piano was so nice. Before, Yunzhong County and Yunzhong Shuyu collaborated to play the Nine Heavens Xuanniao sacrificial dance music. At that time, she only knew that Dugu Jue could compose music. Now she thought, if she couldn't play the piano, how could she compose music?

"Wow!" Xiao Qinxuan looked at the scene in front of her incredible ways. She saw Dugu Jue's fingertips, every time they beat, they emitted colorful halos. The halos were like colorful ribbons, flowing in the air, and they even fell on the refugees, like a tulle covering them. And those people's sadness really eased, no longer crying, but slowly lay down and fell asleep.

However, Dugu Jue did not stop playing, his fingers were still beating, but the tune went from gentle to comforting people's hearts and seamlessly transitioned to a slightly cheerful tune.

"Huh, this song?" Xiao Qinxuan was very familiar with this song. At that time, in order to practice the sacrificial dance, Shu Yu played the piano in the clouds, and she listened to it dozens of times. It was the "Flying Dance Under the Moon" composed by Dugu Jue. "Well, it's a bit different. That song is faster than this!"

Xiao Qinxuan was amazed. She didn't expect that the same song had different rhythms, and the feeling that it felt was so different when it came out. She was so immersed in the small emotions and stared at Dugu Jue's fingers. She had never noticed before. It turned out that Dugu Jue's fingers were so beautiful, slender and fair. She really "the wind and plum blossoms fell and the plum blossoms were falling, and the sound of the fingers was clean and squirting"!

"Congcong!" Another song suddenly joined in. Dugu Jue smiled slightly and didn't care. Xiao Qinxuan turned around and looked around, but there was no one around. Where did this song come from?

"Look up!" Dugu Jue reminded.

Xiao Qinxuan looked up and saw a beautiful woman wearing a light blue skirt and long hair like a waterfall sitting in the air, with a jade zither on her knees, and the song was played by her. The woman was the Shiyin Tianyin Zong Yu who the two had seen in the sun.

Although he didn't know much about the music, Xiao Qinxuan often listened to the twelve musicians playing during Qinhuaifang. Their instruments were different, but the melody was the same when playing, so he felt pleasant and integrated. At this time, Dugu Jue was playing a song of "Flying Dance Under the Moon", which must have never heard of Yu Shiyin. At this moment, she was playing a song that the two had never heard of.

I thought that two different songs would become noises when mixed together, and refugees who finally fell asleep would be awakened by the noise. I never thought that these two songs were perfectly integrated, like mortise and tenon, tightly fitted, natural, without any sense of incongruity, but more beautiful. And those refugees slept sweeter in this ensemble, with a smile on their lips, as if they were walking out of the pain and embracing a new life.

Xiao Qinxuan finally felt relieved, so she focused on appreciating the ensemble between Dugu Jue and Yu Shiyin.

The sound of the piano is melodious and gurgling.

A clear spring is gurgling here, and a delicate orioles in the forest are singing;

Fengsong Waterfall here is clear and clear, while mutton fat and jade sounds over there;

The floating clouds and catkins here have no roots, and the sky is high and the sea is wide and you can fly;

White snow flew outside the Tianshan Mountains here, and flowing springs grew at the bottom of the stream;

Here, the apes hug the mountain trees, and the dark winter and lonely geese pass over the clouds;

Here...then...then...then...

Here is the jade-breaking phoenix in Kunshan, and then the lotus is crying and the fragrant orchid is smiling;

Here we look for soulmates in the mountains and flowing waters, and then we come to echo.

In short, there is a song here and a tune over there, and it will be coordinated for a long time. After the song, the lingering sound will be lingering.

Who said that Boya Juexianzhong died? There are descendants in the world!

Dugu Jue and Yu Shiyin opened their eyes together, nodded to each other, stood up, Dugu Jue fell from the tree with Xiao Qinxuan in his arms, and Yu Shiyin also fell down slowly with Yao Qin.

"Ting Yushan, Tianyin Sect, Yubu, Yu Shiyin, I have met the young master and disturbed me just now. I am obsessed with the young master's piano sound and can't help myself. I hope that the young master will be indifferent!" Yu Shiyin apologized.

"Fairy Yu is so humble. I am Dugu Jue, a casual cultivator!" Dugu Jue turned his head to introduce Xiao Qinxuan, "This little girl's surname is Su's name Qinxuan! She is traveling around the world with me!" Dugu Jue smiled faintly, and then said, "I have heard that the mysterious magic method of Tianyin Sect has been used to control the five senses and control the seven emotions and six desires. I will meet today and have the honor of three lives. I don't expect that Fairy Yu is the Yu tribe with such piano skills. Tianyin Sect is really capable, and I admire you!"

"Young Master Dugu is too rewarded. Shi Yin's slightest practice cannot be compared with the elder brothers and sisters of the sect!" Yu Shi Yin smiled faintly, with a hint of blush on her face.

"Dugu, I believe this time. This is really a fairy sister!" Xiao Qinxuan pulled Dugu Jue's sleeve, looked at it as Yu Shiyin, and said in a low voice.

Yu Shiyin tilted her head and was quite curious. Dugu Jue touched Xiao Qinxuan's head.

"Of course it's a fairy!"

9

"Haiwa, this is your favorite fish head. I will put it in the bowl for you!" Zhang clamped the fish head into Haiwa's bowl with a smile.

"Haiwa, you have grown up too. The men on the beach should fight the sea. Let's go fishing with your dad tomorrow!" Haisheng sat opposite Haiwa, nodded at him, indicating that he should go to sea like a man.

"My father, I don't want to go out to sea. I want to learn to do business and make a lot of money in the future. I will buy you a big house!" Hai Fugui said, and at that time he named him "Fugui" in the hope that he can be rich and not have to fish for a living.

"What about me?" Huizi was young and didn't know what the future would be.

"Huizi just needs to grow up with peace of mind!" Haisheng touched Huizi's head and said.

Haiwa looked at this warm and familiar scene, as if she was a different world. At the last moment, he was swallowed by the waves and fell into endless darkness. When he didn't want to open his eyes, the whole family was in a happy mood. He couldn't tell which side was the reality.

"Haiwa, why don't you eat? Isn't it unfavorable? Let me tell you what I want to eat, and I will make it for you!" Zhang said with a smile, so gentle.

"No, it's okay! Mom doesn't have to work hard anymore. I like this fish head the most!" After that, he picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat the fish head.

He looked at the fish head and felt it was really weird. The fish head was too big. The most important thing was that the fish head had not been cooked at all. It was wet and seemed to have just been caught from the sea. Something suddenly slapped on his feet. Haiwa lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the table. He saw a fish body appearing under the table. The fish head was connected above. The fish tail was constantly slapped. The fish was actually a live fish!

"Mom!" Haiwa looked up and wanted to ask Zhang, but looked up and there was Zhang's figure there. When she turned her head, the others had already disappeared, "This?!"

Haiwa was puzzled. At this time, the walls of the house fell in all directions, the roof flew upwards, and the floor fell down, making Haiwa tremble, but the table and chairs were still in place, and he sat in a dark space like this. "Crash", he heard the sound of the waves, and before he could find the source of the sound, the darkness around him suddenly disappeared, and he saw a hundred-foot waves smashing down on his head. Haiwa instinctively raised his hand to resist. But how could the body of a mortal resist such a terrifying force of nature? Haiwa was swallowed by the waves.

Driving with the flow, Haiwa was swept by undercurrents in the sea, unable to control her body. I don’t know how long it took, Haiwa slowly opened her eyes and found herself floating in the water. She was so scared that she struggled desperately. However, she did not feel drowning as she imagined, but she could breathe normally. Before he was surprised, Haiwa heard something, and looked in search of the sound and saw a small dot, gradually getting bigger and galloping towards Haiwa. Haiwa squinted her eyes and wanted to see more clearly. It didn’t matter when she saw it, but it was really scary. The black dot was a fish, with a porcelain bowl on her neck, which was actually the fish on the table just now.

The fish came fiercely and swam rapidly towards Haiwa at an extremely fast speed. The fish gradually approached, Haiwa couldn't help swallowing, and was scared because the fish was too big, almost the size of three or four Haiwa. The fish opened its bloody mouth and bit it at Haiwa. Haiwa couldn't move, so she had to close her eyes and wait for death.

Haiwa was not licked by a wet tongue, but was licked by a wet tongue. After the disaster, Haiwa opened her eyes and saw that the fish had a long tongue, and its size had become much smaller, licking its face!

"Wang!" the strange fish screamed.

"Wang··Wangcai?" Haiwa shouted tentatively.

"Wang!" The strange fish responded.

Suddenly, the sea water shook, and Haiwa, who could breathe freely, was suddenly attacked by the sea water. The sea water kept pouring into Haiwa's mouth and nose, and Haiwa struggled desperately.

A strong white light flashed by, and Haiwa shouted and woke up. It turned out to be just a nightmare, it was really weird.

"Wang!" Haiwa was licked on his face, and he tried hard to open his eyes. It took him a long time to adapt to the strong light. He looked around and knew his current situation. The surrounding environment was unfamiliar. He lay on a huge rock, half of his body soaked in the water. Wangcai was squatting on the stone and looking at him.

"Where is this?" Haiwa struggled to climb up the huge rock, stood up and checked left and right, but except for water, there was water, and there was no reference object, so there was no way to distinguish it. He thought that he had been taken to a far place by the waves, and his head was hurt. Haiwa covered his head, remembering that he had lost consciousness by a hard object in the water, "How long has it been!"

"Wow! Wow!" Haiwa suddenly heard a baby crying, but looked up and couldn't find any trace.

"Wo Wang!" Wangcai suddenly shouted in one direction, as if he had discovered something. Haiwa hurriedly followed that direction and saw a cradle stuck in a tree branch.
To be continued...