Chapter 288 From now on, the fairy mountain is no longer lonely

Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji returned to Yunji Mountain.

This time, he had a lot of time to "steal", and with the "loyal" Little Flame couple providing him with elixirs, Chu Ge had long planned to stay here permanently for a while, practice well, and by the way, kill those stinky coders.

It is already spring in the book, and the snow on Yunji Mountain has not stopped, still covered in silver, thinly covering the mountaintop. Xuanji is still cleaning the mountain road and taking care of the plum blossoms, eavesdropping on the sect master's training of his disciples:

"I took you out to the martial arts world for the purpose of training you, but you ended up either being Xie Jiuxiao or being very sad. You pretended to be happy, but where was the training? Where was the training?"

Xuanji: “…”

I also want to meet Xie Jiuxiao and Dabei. What kind of experience can compare to this...

But Chu Ge said, "Didn't we go through the Heart of Flame and fight the Demonic Path?"

"That's called training?" Qiu Wuji put his hands on his hips and said, "What's the difference between that and playing house?"

"Why are they just playing house? They really want to kill me. At least it's more useful than practicing in our own sect."

"So what did you improve? Did you gain any insights from the fight? Did it improve your sword skills or cultivation?"

"Emmmm, no."

Qiu Wuji jumped up and down: "Go to the edge of the cliff and stand there for an hour! Understand what it felt like to fight like that!"

Xuanji smiled with her eyes curved.

Ever since he accepted his junior uncle as his apprentice, the sect leader's human nature has become more and more obvious. He would jump up and down in anger. Before, he was like an ice sculpture, or a sword.

Now... just like her Xuan Ji, I feel even cuter than her.

Look at that angry little look, helpless about what to do with his naughty apprentice. He's so cute.

Chu Ge was driven out of the house and trotted to the edge of the cliff with his sleeves rolled up to stand there as punishment.

Although it was called standing in the corner as a punishment, Xuan Ji felt a strange sensation when watching him. The junior master uncle was standing on the edge of the cliff, gazing into the distance. Snowflakes were falling, his clothes were fluttering, and he immediately felt as if all the snow on the mountain had merged into one with him, like a connecting point between the mountain and the sky.

How strange, is it because our junior uncle-master is good-looking?

No matter how good-looking you are, you shouldn't have such thoughts. This is the meaning of the heavenly way of "I am nature" and "Heaven and man are one" that only top cultivators can have, right?

Xuanji remembered some rumors.

It is very possible that my uncle-master is the incarnation of Heaven, who transformed into a mortal and was discovered by the sect leader, who accepted him as his disciple.

I don't know how credible this rumor is, nor do I know how much enlightenment my uncle-master has gained from his gaze on the cliff. Anyway, as Xuan Ji watched, she gained some understanding of the way of heaven, and she felt as if she was leaving her body, wandering in the sea of clouds.

“Zheng!”

Suddenly, the sound of piano strings was heard in the house.

It was like sword energy in the snow rising up to the clouds; the flying snow disappeared and the sky became blue and boundless.

I don’t know if it is the sound of the piano or the sword.

Chu Ge took out a jade flute from his sleeve and held it across his mouth.

The clear sound of the flute rises slowly, blending with the sound of the piano, and goes straight up to the sky.

The sound of the piano gradually changed from the sword-like tuning to a melody, and the sound of the flute also followed the melody, circling in harmony.

Xuanji had never heard of this melody before, and it felt strange, but it was quite nice.

Of course, no one in this world has ever heard this melody, because it is Chu Ge’s cell phone ringtone, He Tu’s "If I Stop Writing One Day".

This song is particularly meaningful to these two people.

No one else will know about it, whether in the book or outside the book.

"A story that was forcibly injected with the author's will/The era was changed and the name was hidden so that I could be unbridled/The madman who was suppressed in his shrewdness and wisdom/Forgot his body and the world/Just wanted to find another self to pretend to be a friend..."

Chu Ge's flute sounds became more and more familiar from being awkward. At the beginning, Qiu Wuji played the melody and he accompaniment. Gradually, the situation changed and he played the main melody and Qiu Wuji played the piano to accompany him.

Chu Ge was also a little surprised.

Qiu Wuji had hardly ever talked to him about music in the present world. Once, he asked Qiu Wuji to listen to some music, and Qiu Wuji said "oh oh oh" and said she wanted to find some guzheng or guqin music to listen to. But he had never seen her playing music on her computer or mobile phone in daily life. Maybe he had only heard a little music when she went to Zhu Mengmeng's teahouse and listened to a little girl playing the guzheng.

He seldom hums songs in his daily life, and what he usually hums is "Let's Row the Boat Together" rather than these literary and artistic songs.

Chu Ge didn't even know that Qiu Wuji was interested in his cell phone ringtone and even went to search for it.

Actually, that's true... Some of the meaning has already been expressed in the daily communication between the two people. There is no need to talk about the lyrics and music specifically. If it is really necessary, then just interpret the sound yourself to express your heart.

No wonder his eyes lit up when he saw Zhuxiao in the old house, and he insisted on letting him in to play the flute.

Dead hipster.

"I have used the protagonist's name to express my rage in the story, and I have also used the audience's voice to vent my paranoia outside the story..."

As Chu Ge played the flute, he gradually became lost in thought.

The sounds of the piano and flute are circling and winding. Inside and outside the book, the protagonist and the viewer are all me.

Once I get into the game, that’s me.

Xuanji was watching in trance from the side. The junior uncle-master was playing the flute on the cliff, and the clan leader was playing the piano in the house. They had such a tacit understanding... This feeling of being in tune with each other and composing the blue sky together was so beautiful.

Look at the smile on the corner of the sect leader's mouth, it's so beautiful...

Fortunately, I have met a true friend in this world.

From then on, the fairy mountain was no longer lonely.

…………

"When did you secretly listen to this song?"

"Do I need to listen to music secretly? Qiuqiu, the stinky painter over there, is listening to music right now, and you, a coder, don't know about it."

"...Speaking of which, the typing machine is typing again. I can skip to the next plot here and pick up where I left off. Wow, if I don't kill them, I'm not Chu."

"What do you write with? A brush?"

"Um, can't I write calligraphy?"

"Can you?"

"Please, I am a spirit body. I can use a sword directly, let alone writing. It's just that the speed is hard to say. I don't know how efficient it is to write with a brush. Let's try..."

"So I can also draw some original paintings here first... Hey, can you take them out when the time comes?"

"Of course!"

"Please sit a little closer. Don't be so close. It's hard for me to stretch!"

"You don't need to unfold the rice paper so much. Make it smaller. What do you think you are painting?"

The two of them squeezed back and forth, and finally stood side by side, writing and drawing together on the long table.

Xuanji peeked out of the window.

The zither and flute are in harmony, the calligraphy and painting complement each other, and the more I look at their backs, the more they match each other. They are really in harmony, and it is so pleasing to the eye... What am I thinking about? They are master and apprentice...

"Xuan Ji." Qiu Wuji said calmly without even turning his head: "If you keep stretching your head, I'll make a bun grow on your head!"

"Uh, I have something to report to the Sect Master..."

"Just tell me, why are you being so cute?"

Xuanji simply didn't understand what "acting cute" meant. She thought for a long time with circles in her eyes about what profound Taoism there was, but couldn't think of it, so she gave up helplessly: "Chu Tiange is back. He is now in Qiushui Hall telling Elder Ye about what he has seen and heard in the past two or three years. Elder Ye said that there are some things here that should be reported to the sect master, so let us report it."

The two people's brushes stopped above the paper at the same time, and they looked at each other in perfect synchronization.

"I once used the name of the protagonist in the story to express my opinions alone."

The protagonist is here.

In a sense, the most important person in this world is not Chu Ge, but Chu Tiange.

If Yan Qianlie and the others are sons, then they are at most godsons, and Chu Tiange is the biological son.

He is a projection of Chu Ge, representing all of Chu Ge's thoughts and goals, but now he is no longer Chu Ge, Chu Ge has come in on his own.

If he knew something, would he hate him? But his biological son is also real, who can advance to the God Transformation stage in a few years?

Father God once treated him as himself, and even though they later treated each other differently, he still gave him the best treatment, the best cheats, the best skills, the highest knowledge, the deepest insights, and paved the way for him to the pinnacle of this world.

When he went overseas, the operation of Shenzhou almost came to a standstill, Qiu Wuji was cultivating in seclusion, Yan Qianlie was healing, Yunxiao City disappeared, and Hongfa Temple was silent. When he came back, everything revived, Shenzhou was in full swing, and it was no exaggeration to say that the world revolved around him.

But he cut off his marriage and took away the heroine.

The meaning here is extremely complex.

I wonder if there’s a chance that he might… be an enemy.

"You..." Qiu Wuji looked a little strange: "Are you going to meet him?"

Chu Ge looked at the manuscript he had written in silence for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "It once contained my own shadow... Of course I have to see it."

(End of this chapter)