Kong Wenjun sighed, stood up, and walked into the pavilion with his hands behind his back. Righteousness Qi gushed out and slowly condensed into a zither platform. He took out Jiu Xiao Huan Pei and placed it on the zither platform.
Nie Xiaoqian turned her head slightly to look at this scene. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she said softly,"Young Master, do you know what I am? He actually composed this poem?"
"So what?" Kong Wenjun asked with a smile as he listened to Nie Xiaoqian's gentle voice. His hands gently stroked the strings of the zither, and a crisp and pleasant sound slowly sounded.
Nie Xiaoqian chuckled and did not say anything else. She closed her eyes slightly and played the guzheng.
Kong Wenjun played the guqin song "A Chinese Ghost Story", which he had changed according to the guzheng song.
The zither and the zither played together, ringing by the lake. People and ghosts played together, making the sound of nature.
As she played, Nie Xiaoqian stopped what she was doing and listened to Kong Wenjun's music. A strange feeling rose in her heart. This song suited her very well.
"How dare you come out and confuse people?”Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Kong Wenjun's zither music. A Daoist priest was seen walking over from the other side of the lake. He swung his horsetail whisk at Nie Xiaoqian.
Kong Wenjun opened his eyes slightly and sighed softly. With a flick of his sleeve, the Taoist priest was instantly sent flying back to the side of the lake.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?" The Daoist roared angrily.
Kong Wenjun continued to play the zither. The sound of the zither traveled through the quiet forest. Sometimes it was as light as jade, sometimes it was as loud as a dragon's roar, sometimes it was cold and lingering, and sometimes it was surging and mighty. It flowed into the mountain spring along with the gusts of pine wind and spread into the mountains. It was the first of the ten famous songs in China,"Flowing Water"
Nie Xiaoqian's face was pale as she retreated and hid beside Kong Wenjun. The sudden appearance of the Daoist had given her a fright, but she had not expected Kong Wenjun to be able to defeat the Daoist who could kill her with a flick of his sleeve.
"Thank you for showing mercy, Fellow Daoist, but please take care of yourself.”The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment before leaving.
Kong Wenjun didn't say anything and continued to play the zither.
Nie Xiaoqian bit her lip lightly and sat down beside Kong Wenjun, quietly listening to the distant and serene music of the zither. She had already thrown aside the things her grandmother had instructed her to do.
The music slowly stopped.
Kong Wenjun opened his eyes slightly and looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who was sitting beside him. He smiled and said,""Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Nie Xiaoqian said softly.
Kong Wenjun didn't say anything else. Suddenly, he leaned forward and gently kissed Nie Xiaoqian's red lips.
" You…" Nie Xiaoqian's face turned red from embarrassment. She did not expect that the gentleman who had been so elegant just a moment ago would be so frivolous now, especially since she was a virgin. She was also the only virgin among the female ghosts in Lanruo Temple. Because she was going to marry the Witch of the Black Mountain in the future, the thousand-year-old tree spirit only let Nie Xiaoqian seduce people and never let her be taken advantage of. When people were lured over, it was naturally another female ghost who went forward to absorb the Yang essence. Nie Xiaoqian could then leave.
All of this was because Nie Xiaoqian was going to marry the Witch of the Black Mountain in the future. Therefore, the Thousand-Year Tree Spirit did not dare to act recklessly. After all, it was the concubine that the Black Mountain Lord had arranged for him. He was tired of living, so he dared to act recklessly.
However…
Nie Xiaoqian had lost her first kiss to Kong Wenjun today, but she wasn't angry. She was just a little shy. She realized that she had unknowingly developed a good impression of this man, which made her very afraid.
"What's your name?" Kong Wenjun looked at the blushing Nie Xiaoqian and asked.
Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and said,"Young Master, you should leave quickly. Granny is around."?”
"Thousand-year tree spirit?" Kong Wenjun sighed softly, and his right hand gently stroked the strings of his zither. Ding, ding, ding. Three zither notes transformed into a blade energy that slashed into the distance.
Rumble!
An ancient tree collapsed.
" Brat, how dare you hurt me??" A voice that was neither human nor ghost, neither male nor female, sounded. It was sharp and ear-piercing.
Nie Xiaoqian looked at Kong Wenjun innocently with her eyes wide open. She had clearly told Kong Wenjun to leave, so why did he hit his grandma instead?
"Old monster, what do you think about me taking Nie Xiaoqian away?”Kong Wenjun said with a faint smile.
"Bring your head. Xiao Qian is the concubine that the Black Mountain Lord has arranged for me. If you take her away, I won't be able to live. Moreover, I have never hurt a good person. The people I killed were all thieves. Why do you have to make things difficult for me?”The old monster's voice came from all directions, mighty and ghostly.
Kong Wenjun chuckled and waved his sleeves, repelling the Ghost Voices. He said indifferently,""The Witch of the Black Mountain? That old thing is still alive? Even if he was alive, he would probably be in a sorry state, right? First, you were beaten up by the thousand-year-old centipede demon, and then you were chased by an old monk with powerful magic power.”
"How did you know?" The old monster asked in shock.
" I know," Kong Wenjun said indifferently." Today, I've decided that I'm still lacking a maidservant. Nie Xiaoqian is suitable. What do you think?"”
"You want to snatch her from me with just a few words? Let's exchange blows first." Following the old monster's voice, thump, thump, thump. Three giant trees were uprooted and shot toward the pavilion.
Kong Wenjun laughed coldly. His hands gently brushed against Jiu Xiao Huan Pei. With a clatter, countless blade energies flew out. Puchi, puchi, puchi. The three giant trees were instantly cut into pieces and fell to the ground. The blade energies continued to shoot towards the forest without slowing down.
"Don't move, or I'll hit you.”Kong Wenjun said as he looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who was slowly walking over.
Nie Xiaoqian smiled bitterly and resigned herself to her fate as she sat down beside Kong Wenjun. The old demon's voice had sounded in her mind, telling her to sneak an attack on Kong Wenjun from behind. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to step forward and prepare to sneak an attack. However, she did not expect to be discovered. Since that was the case, she did not have to sneak an attack against her will. She could just sit quietly at the side.
"Yan Chixia, come out and eliminate the demon." Kong Wenjun lightly played the zither and dozens of saber auras shot out in all directions. At the same time, he sent a voice transmission to Yan Chixia.
If he fought the thousand-year-old tree demon alone, he could win, but he would definitely be injured. If that was the case, it would be better if the two of them fought together. It would save trouble, speed up, and avoid injuries.
Yan Chixia, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. After sensing the location of Kong Wenjun and the old monster, he picked up the sword case and quickly ran in that direction. He cursed the old monster in his heart for causing trouble. It was better not to provoke anyone, but you just had to attack my friend. Don't blame me.
"Rumble…"
At this moment, a huge tree root suddenly emerged from the forest beside the lake and rushed towards Kong Wenjun.
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