What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book Chapter 287: From now on, the fairy mountain will never be lonely

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Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji returned to Yunji Mountain.

This "stealing" took a lot of time, and the "loyal" Xiao Huomiao couple provided elixirs. Chu Ge had long planned to stay here for a while, practice hard, and get rid of those bad code words.

The time in the book has entered spring, and the snow on Yunji Mountain has not stopped yet. It is still covered with silver, thinly covering the top of the mountain. Xuanji is still cleaning the mountain road, taking care of the plum blossoms, and eavesdropping with her little ears on the sect master's training over there:

"The original purpose of taking you out of the world was to gain experience, but in the end, either Xie Jiuxiao or Dabei pretended to be happy. Where is the experience? Where is the practice?"

Xuanji: "..."

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

But I heard Chu Ge say: "Didn't I break through the Heart of Flame and fight the devil..."

"Is that also called experience?" Qiu Wuji put his hands on his hips: "What's the difference between that and playing house?"

"Why are you just playing house? They really want to kill me. At least it is more useful than sparring in my own sect."

"So what did you improve? Did you gain insights from the fight at that time? Did it improve your swordsmanship or cultivation?"

"emmmm no."

Qiu Wuji jumped: "Go to the edge of the cliff and stand there for an hour! Realize what it was like to fight!"

Xuanji smiled and rolled her eyes.

Since he accepted his uncle as his apprentice, the sect master's human touch has become more and more obvious. He will jump and get angry. In the past, he looked like an ice sculpture or a sword.

Now... just like her Xuanji, I feel even cuter than her.

Look at that arrogant and helpless little face, so cute.

Chu Ge was kicked out of the house and ran all the way to the cliff with his sleeves rolled up to stand on the edge of the cliff.

It was said that it was a punishment for standing, and Xuanji felt a strange feeling when she looked at it. The young uncle stood on the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance. Snowflakes were falling, and his clothes were fluttering. He immediately felt like he was becoming an immortal, as if the entire mountain was there. The white snow blends into him, like a link between the mountain and the sky.

How strange, is it just because my uncle is good-looking?

No matter how good-looking you are, you shouldn't have this kind of meaning. This is the meaning of heaven that "I am nature" and "heaven and man are one" can only be possessed by top monks, right?

Xuanji remembered some rumors.

The young master's uncle was probably the incarnation of heaven, transformed into a human being, and was discovered by the sect master and taken under his sect.

I don’t know how credible this rumor is, and I don’t know how much spiritual enlightenment the young master’s great-uncle has from looking at the cliff. In short, Xuanji herself has some insights into the way of heaven, and she has a sense of it. The meaning of leaving one's body is to wander in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Zheng!"

The sound of strings suddenly sounded in the house.

It's like the sword energy in the snow is discharged on the clouds, the flying snow disappears, and the blue sky is thousands of miles away.

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

Chu Ge took out a jade flute from his sleeve and placed it beside his mouth.

The sound of Qingyue's flute rises leisurely, harmonizing with the sound of the piano, reaching into the sky.

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

Xuanji had never heard the melody of this song before, and it felt weird, but it sounded pretty good.

Of course no one in this world has heard this melody, because it is Chu Ge’s cell phone ringtone, Hetu’s “If One Day I Finish the Writing”.

This song is... particularly meaningful to these two people.

No one else knows about it, whether inside or outside the book.

"A certain story that was forcibly injected with the author's will/The name is changed to change the era to be bold for me/The madman who was suppressed in the shrewd wisdom/Forgot the body and the world/Only delusional/Find another self to act as an acquaintance ..."

Chu Ge’s flute sound has become more familiar from the raw. At first, Qiu Wuji played the melody, and he accompanied the sound in harmony. Gradually, it was reversed, and he played the main melody, and Qiu Wuji played the piano in harmony.

Chu Ge was also a little surprised.

Qiu Wuji has almost never talked about music with him in this life. He once asked Qiu Wuji to listen to music. Qiu Wuji said oh oh oh, saying that he wanted to find some guzheng and guqin music to listen to, but he never saw her playing it on her computer or mobile phone. When it comes to music, I probably have to go to Zhu Mengmeng Teahouse to listen to a little girl playing the zither.

There are very few songs that I hum on a daily basis, and what I hum most often is "Let's Swing the Oars" instead of these literary youths.

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

Actually, it's true... Some of the meanings are already in the daily communication between the two. There is no need to talk about lyrics and music. If you really need to, just interpret the voice yourself to express your heart.

No wonder his eyes lit up when he saw the bamboo flute in the old house, and he was asked to come in and play the flute.

Die Wenqing.

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

Chu Ge gradually became trance while blowing.

The sound of the piano and flute, whirling and circling, inside and outside the book, the protagonist and viewer, that is all me.

When I'm in the game, that's me.

Xuanji watched in fascination from the side. The young master's uncle was playing the flute on the edge of the cliff, and the sect master was playing the piano in the house. They had such a tacit understanding... It felt so beautiful to have such a tacit understanding and to compose the blue sky together.

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

Fortunately, I have a close friend in this world.

From now on, the fairy mountain is no longer lonely.

…………

"When did you secretly listen to the song?"

"Do I need to secretly listen to music? Now Qiuqiu, the stinky Huahua over there, is listening to music, and you code reader doesn't know."

"...Speaking of which, the code machine is enabled again. I can jump over and write a plot here, and then pick it up later. Wow, if this doesn't kill them, I don't have the surname Chu."

"What do you use to write? A brush?"

"Yeah, can't I write calligraphy?"

"Can you?"

"Come on, I'm a soul. I can use the sword directly, let alone writing. It's hard to say how fast I am, and I don't know how efficient the writing brush is. Try..."

"So I can also draw part of the original painting here...Hey, can you take it out then?"

"Of course you can!"

"Sit closer, don't get so close, I can't even stretch!"

"You don't have to unfold the rice paper that big. Make it smaller. What do you think you are drawing?"

The two squeezed in and out, and finally settled on standing side by side, writing and drawing on the long table together.

Xuanji poked her head outside the window.

The piano and flute are in harmony with each other, as are calligraphy and painting. The more you look at the back, the more they match each other. They really raise their eyebrows at the same level, which makes people feel so comfortable... Hey, what was I thinking? They are masters and apprentices...

"Xuanji." Qiu Wuji said calmly without looking back: "If you stick your head out any more, you will get a bun on your head!"

"Well, I have something to report to the sect master..."

"Let's talk about it, what's so cute about it?"

Xuanji simply didn’t understand what being cute meant. She thought for a long time about the profound truth in it, but couldn’t think of it, so she had no choice but to give up: “It’s Chu Tiange who is back, and he is now talking to Elder Ye in Qiushui Hall about this. After two or three years of experience, Elder Ye said that there are some things here that should be reported back to the sect leader, so that we can report them."

The two people's brushes stopped on top of the paper at the same time, and they looked at each other in sync.

"I once used the title of the protagonist in the story to denounce myself 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 were sons, then at most they were godsons, while Chu Tiange was his biological son.

He is Chu Ge’s projection, representing all of Chu Ge’s ideas and goals, but now he is no longer Chu Ge, Chu Ge himself has come in.

If he knew something, would he hate it? But his biological son is also real. Who can advance to become a **** within a few years?

God the Father once regarded him as himself. Even though he later treated him separately, he still gave him the best treatment, the best skills, the best skills, the highest knowledge, and the deepest understanding. The most smooth road in this world.

When he went overseas, the operation of China almost came to a standstill. Qiu Wuji practiced quietly, Yan Qianlie healed his wounds, Yunxiao City disappeared, and Hongfa Temple was silent. When he came back, everything revived, the wind started blowing in China, and it would not be too much to say that the world revolved around him.

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

The meaning here is extremely complex.

I wonder if he might...be an enemy.

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

Chu Ge looked at the manuscript he had written and was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "I once placed my own shadow on it... Of course I want to see it."