Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Is my flute sound unpleasant?
Zhuyue ran forward wildly, the strong wind blew across his cheeks, and the hair beside his ears was blown high by the wind.
Before leaving, Jiang Yan had carefully taken care of his clothes and hair, but now, in just one stick of incense, everything became messy.
Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and brushed away the loose hair on his forehead.
"Will Ayan be cold?" Gu Jingyun asked.
"No." Jiang Yan said, "This wind is very comfortable."
They were so close that when Gu Jingyun smiled, Jiang Yan could feel the slight tremor in the man's chest.
There are two forks in the road ahead, one is a main road and the other is a mountain path.
"Take you to see the beautiful scenery."
Gu Jingyun turned the horse around and drove Zhuyue into the path between the mountains and forests.
When we first entered, the road was uneven. On both sides were towering trees with branches and vines growing everywhere, and fallen leaves were everywhere.
Zhuyue is extremely spiritual and can walk on a steady path by itself so as not to disturb its master on horseback.
Gu Jingyun slowed down his horse, raised his hands to protect Jiang Yan in front, and used his arms to block the branches and vines that were coming towards him.
"Hide in my arms." Gu Jingyun said gently, "Just get out of this road and you'll be fine."
Why hide from this?
Jiang Yan straightened up and moved a little further away from Gu Jingyun.
With a thought, the magic wand slid from his sleeve to his palm.
Jiang Yan waved the wand according to the casting rules and chanted short spells.
The tip of the magic wand smoothly drew several arcs in the air, and finally the tip turned and pointed at himself and Gu Jingyun.
"…Magical protection!"
The voice and the magic wand stopped at the same time. Under the guidance of the wand tip, the magic power was drawn out, perfectly matching the trajectory of the movement of the magic wand, and finally fell on the two people following the direction.
The fluorescent blue light condensed into an elliptical protective shield around the two people, including Zhuyue.
Any horizontal branches that hit the protective shield will be bounced away with a "bang", and there is no need to duck or block them with your arms.
Jiang Yan put away his magic wand and said with hidden pride: "Look, brother, now you don't have to be afraid anymore."
Gu Jingyun was suspiciously silent for a few seconds before nodding and praising: "Ayan is smart and his magic is quite sophisticated."
Jiang Yan: "Why do you sound reluctant?"
"..." Gu Jingyun couldn't say that he wanted to stick close to Jiang Yan, right? With the magic shield, how could he hold him tightly with a clear conscience?
Jiang Yan turned his face to the side and looked at Gu Jingyun as if he was sitting on a horse and half turning his head.
The young master looked fine, but there was something...depressed in his eyes?
"Sit down." Gu Jingyun said.
Jiang Yan refused. Instead, he reached out and tugged at Gu Jingyun's sleeve. His clear and innocent eyes, like a deer in the woods, looked straight at him, as if he wanted to see into the man's heart.
Gu Jingyun was suddenly speechless and his heart felt numb.
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he tried to act calm.
"Sit tight, don't fall." He repeated it a second time, his voice deep and cold, carrying the chill of an approaching storm.
Jiang Yan was not afraid of him.
"Will my brother let me fall off the horse?"
Gu Jingyun had no way to deal with Jiang Yan. He rode forward without looking away, and whispered helplessly:
"Ayan used magic to protect himself perfectly, so I can't show myself in front of you... Although, I am happy for you that you have this ability."
Jiang Yan didn't understand human nature and asked, "Why do you want to show yourself?"
Gu Jingyun patiently taught him: "It's because of men's despicable little thoughts that they have the desire to show off."
He smiled and said, "So I am not a good person. When I was with you, I did a lot of small things. There are many people in the world who are as scheming as me. Ah Yan, you must keep your eyes open when you are in the world."
Jiang Yan said "Oh" as if he understood something, and didn't say anything for a long time.
Gu Jingyun did not regret analyzing the "bad intentions of men" with him, but he felt somewhat uneasy.
Even though no one is perfect.
In front of the person you love, you also hope to be perfect.
Zhuyue raised its horse's hoof high and jumped over the last vine that blocked its way.
After landing, he jumped forward and disappeared from the woods.
In an instant, the light from the sky tilted and shone on the two of them, coating them with a layer of warm golden light. A waterfall on the cliff in the distance rushed down and landed on the boulders, making a rumbling sound.
On the cliff, a long branch grows obliquely, covered with cherry pink and red flowers, swaying in the breeze.
Jiang Yan was fascinated by what he saw.
He is a nature spirit and of course he likes all the wonders and beautiful sights of nature.
The sound of the waterfall hitting the rocks was so loud that if we didn't use telepathy, we would have to be close to each other to hear each other.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Jingyun leaned close to Jiang Yan's ear and asked in a gentle voice.
Jiang Yan wanted to say that the scenery was beautiful, but when he turned around, he saw the man's handsome profile, perfect jawline, and slightly protruding Adam's apple on his neck.
In an instant, Jiang Yan was speechless and even almost forgot to breathe.
"Hmm?" Gu Jingyun didn't get a response and looked up in confusion.
Jiang Yan inexplicably didn't dare to look him in the eye and dropped his eyes.
The immortal's eyelashes are thick and long, casting a small shadow on the lower eyelid. When he is upset, they tremble slightly, making people unable to look away.
He didn't raise his head, but just raised his voice slightly and said: "...thinking about how to refute you."
"What's the rebuttal?" Gu Jingyun was a little surprised.
Jiang Yan said: "You said that I am despicable and not a good person. In my opinion, you are wrong."
Gu Jingyun smiled and said, "But I do have a lot of bad thoughts."
Jiang Yan: "So what?"
Gu Jingyun was stunned.
The sound of the waterfall was so loud that Jiang Yan had to turn up the volume.
He almost shouted.
“I think you’re great!!”
After hearing this, Gu Jingyun burst into laughter.
He moved his lips, wanting to say something secretly under the roar of the waterfall.
As soon as I had this thought, I remembered that Jiang Yan had always had excellent hearing.
After hesitating for a moment, the words turned around in his throat for a few times, and finally he changed the sentence.
Gu Jingyun touched the top of Jiang Yan's head affectionately, and said with a smile in a slightly lower voice than usual: "You are also very good."
Jiang Yan heard it all clearly and gave him a faint smile in response.
Gu Jingyun couldn't tell whether he felt regret or relief in his heart. He just lowered his body and rested his chin on the shoulder of the person in his arms.
It was as if he was hugging him tightly, encircling him, and the empty space in his heart was finally filled.
Emotions that had nowhere to vent were finally soothed, and the turbulent sea surface returned to calm again, with only a small peak above the sea level visible.
Even more unspeakable thoughts are hidden in the deep ocean.
…
After seeing the waterfall, take another shortcut down the mountain. Run forward for a while and you can catch up with the convoy.
Afterwards, they handed the horse over to the care of the Sirius Guards and the two of them got into the carriage to rest.
As they are not in a hurry to travel, most of them choose to stay in a nearby post station at night. If they are not far from a town, they will choose to go into the city and stay in an inn.
The Sirius Guards were all experienced warriors and had never tried to drive their carriages to a place where there was no village or shop nearby, so they had never camped in the wild for the night.
During the day, Jiang Yan would go out for a ride, take a walk to see the scenery, and get close to nature, or he would stay in the carriage with Gu Jingyun.
They either read books, do magic research, or discuss Taoism and swordplay, play the piano and chess, or make tea and chat...
It's always interesting.
Everything else is fine, but for some reason, Gu Jingyun has been keen on duo performances recently.
Jiang Yan actively cooperated at first, but later he found that every time he played the flute, as long as he did not set up a soundproof barrier - and the barrier was limited to the carriage - the horses pulling the carriage would tacitly slow down, or even stop, looking like they wanted to go on strike.
There were many beautiful scenery along the way. Jiang Yan was often pulled out by Gu Jingyun, forced to run to the beautiful scenery, and play a few songs with him.
A few times after playing the flute, Jiang Yan turned his head and saw Zhuyue and Zhuifeng facing them with their horses' butts.
The horses' legs kicked the ground anxiously and cracked a large rock.
The Tianlang Guards who were caught by Gu Jingyun to listen to music always had solemn expressions on their faces.
He was tense throughout the whole process, with an expression as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and wanted to cry but didn't dare to.
The Wolf Guards were taught not to show any sign of disdain in front of the Immortal Lord, but they could not resist the occasional innocent villagers passing by.
After Jiang Yan and Gu Jingyun finished playing a song together, Jiang Yan put down the flute and was about to speak.
Suddenly, from a distance, an anxious call with a country accent was heard.
"Who is howling like a ghost over there? Why is he playing the piano while crying? Is there anyone there? I stepped on a trap. Come and help me! Help!"
Jiang Yan was at a loss: "?"
Gu Jingyun panicked: "!!"
The two of them followed the sound.
An old man from a mountain village fell to the ground, holding his injured leg, with blood all over the ground.
The trap had been opened, but his legs and feet were badly injured, and he could not move a single step as he was carrying a basket of firewood.
Jiang Yan knows some medical knowledge.
He quickly stepped forward and squatted to help the villager check his injuries. The wand was covered by the wide sleeves, and the old man could only see a white palm covering his wound. After a faint light, the wound healed as before.
"Ouch!" the old man exclaimed, "Is this a god descending to earth? What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful!"
Gu Jingyun picked up the firewood beside him and held it in his hand.
The old man's home was nearby, so Gu Jingyun and Jiang Yan decided to do a good deed and sent him back home to be taken care of by their son and daughter.
Before leaving, Jiang Yan took out a magic potion that could restore energy and blood.
The bottle containing the magic potion was a clear glass bottle, and the color of the potion was different from that of ordinary Chinese medicine. Even the excuse of "this was a medicine prepared in advance" was useless.
The old man and his family stared at the bottle in surprise and fear.
They knew that the two young men in front of them were immortals who practiced Taoism, so they didn't dare to speak carelessly for fear of offending them, and... they really didn't dare to drink.
Gu Jingyun whispered, "Change it to the special elixir you made. If you don't have something suitable, I have a blood-recovering pill here."
"Oh! Yes."
Jiang Yan suddenly realized what was going on, took the potion back and replaced it with a white porcelain jade bottle.
It is filled with glutinous rice balls made from a mixture of glutinous rice flour and magic potion.
The old man bravely poured out one and muttered, "It looks like a glutinous rice cake."
His wife patted him on the back and told him to shut up.
Jiang Yan warned: "Take the medicine to restore your blood and qi twice a day, one pill at a time. Don't take too much, otherwise..."
The old man and his family asked nervously, "What will happen if we eat the wrong food?"
Jiang Yan: "Old people have poor digestion and will have food accumulation."
Everyone: “……???”
Gu Jingyun held back his laughter.
Presumably, Jiang Xianjun’s elixir is the only one in the world that is so unique.
Jiang Yan does one good deed a day, and wants to slip away after doing it.
The old man was helped out of the yard by his own children, and he thanked them repeatedly: "Thank you very much for saving me, or I would have died on the mountain today!"
"When I heard that unpleasant flute sound that sounded like a ghost crying, I thought it was the Black and White Impermanence coming to pick someone up! Oh, it turned out to be the immortals who came and scared me." The old man bowed repeatedly, and his family members also followed suit to express their gratitude.
Jiang Yan: “……???”
Gu Jingyun quickly put Jiang Yan behind him, forced a smile at the old man, and gently advised him to go back and take good care of himself.
The old man wanted to speak.
Gu Jingyun was very afraid of the old man's upright character, and he drew his sword of conscience suddenly.
Without saying a word, he pulled Jiang Yan into his arms, carried him and ran away, leaving the family's screams behind.
Amid the rustling wind, Jiang Yan was hugged by Gu Jingyun around the waist. He remained silent for a long time.
Gu Jingyun found an open space to put the person down.
"Ayan...?" Don't be silent, he is so scared.
Jiang Yan was awakened by these words, and all his past memories were brought back to him.
The birds that fainted, the parents and teachers who hesitated to speak, the elders who praised him for his "effective training in the song of killing", and the Sirius Guards who were very serious every time they came to listen to the song...
Even Zhuyue and Zhuifeng are trying to resist!
He understood, completely understood.
"Does my flute really sound so bad?" Jiang Yan asked quietly.
Gu Jingyun shook his head very firmly.
“I think it sounds good.”
"Stop lying to me!!"
Jiang Yan squatted on the ground, covering his cheeks with his hands, his face flushed with shame.
Gu Jingyun held his forehead and sighed, but he couldn't hide it after all.
Jiang Yanyi recalled those things in the past, and how he would always confidently say, "My flute sound is very nice and perfect..."
He also wanted to shout for help.
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