Walking with Cats [Quick Transmigration]

After lunch, it is naturally a pleasant nap time.

Cheng Dan took Zhang Yuliang, whose fingers did not touch the spring water, and after washing the bowls, chopsticks and pans, he set up a soft couch under the plum tree planted in the "Tongyou place" in the small courtyard with bamboo fences, and prepared to take a nap.

Originally Cheng Dan wanted to put two, but Zhang Yuliang said that the place is not big enough, adding a soft couch is enough for the two to rest, so Cheng Dan also pretended not to know his selfish intentions and agreed.

In the afternoon of early autumn, there was a gentle breeze, and the two of them lay flat on the couch, brewing drowsiness against the little sunlight leaking through the branches and leaves.They are not close, but not far, just the distance that is most suitable for their current relationship.

After a while, Cheng Dan's breath became gentle and long, and he was already falling asleep.But Zhang Yuliang opened his eyes, turned around and lay on his side, propped his chin and looked at his face carefully.

Gentle eyes glanced at the delicate eyebrows and eyes, and stopped on the curled eyelashes. Zhang Yuliang stretched out his hand and plucked it. The slight itchiness immediately spread from his fingertips to his heart. smile.

Cheng Dan in his sleep felt his harassment, grunted, turned over to avoid his teasing hands.

Zhang Yuliang's smile deepened, but she didn't continue to disturb his waking dream, just maintained this posture and looked at him quietly.

Unknowingly, the sun slanted to the west, and dusk was approaching.

Cheng Dan, who was bathed in Zhang Yuliang's gaze, woke up suddenly from a dream, and saw Zhang Yuliang's clear black pupils for the first time, before he woke up, he unconsciously reached out to caress the red gem between his eyebrows, and murmured: "So lovely……"

Zhang Yuliang held his cold hand instead: "If you like it, I can give it to you, but you don't seem to be suitable for red, can I change the color?"

The warm touch of the god's palm melted into his own body temperature, Cheng Dan woke up suddenly, quickly withdrew his hand, stood up with his forehead, and apologized awkwardly: "Sorry, I fell asleep..."

Just now he actually regarded Zhang Yuliang as a person who shared the same heart and sympathy with him in the previous two worlds, and he lost his composure.

Zhang Yuliang sat upright, leaning back against the soft pillow, and caught a leaf falling in front of her eyes: "It's okay, the reaction when the consciousness is blurred is more real. If you really like this gem, take it."

As he spoke, he made gestures to take off the gem, but was stopped by Cheng Dan.

"No need." Cheng Dan held him back dumbfounded, and seeing his puzzled look, he made an excuse at random: "This gem looks good on you, but if you take it off, it will lose its charm and become an ordinary thing." .”

Zhang Yuliang's eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "You can talk, since you like to see me wearing it, then I won't take it off from now on."

"..."

Alas, this man's straight ball is really helpless.

After the short conversation ended, Cheng Dan looked at the sky and quickly changed the subject: "It's getting late, do you want to go out for dinner, or should I cook it?"

"Don't worry, I've already asked Yu Qingbai to send someone to bring you dinner." Zhang Yuliang caressed his temples, curled up a soft strand of hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, "Your bun is messed up, let me help you." Let's sort it out again."

Upon waking up from sleep, Cheng Dan's neat bun fell loosely, and the wooden hairpin in his hair was about to fall off, showing a messy and lazy state.

Cheng Dan stroked his hair and smiled helplessly: "Thank you."

"polite."

Zhang Yuliang tapped the tip of his nose lightly, held his shoulders to make him turn his back to her, untied the messy bun with one hand, and made a jade comb with the other, took his long hair in his hand, and combed it until The tail.

There are only two simple hairstyles he knows, the first one has already been combed during the day, he has changed to the second one now, the steps are relatively more, but it is not much longer than the last one.

Soon, Zhang Yuliang tied up her hair in a bun and fastened it with a hairpin, and it was considered done.

"Thank you." Cheng Dan felt that his hair was still loose, so he didn't dare to touch it, and only thanked him.

"As I said, you are too polite." Zhang Yuliang let go of the tail of hair that was entwined between his fingers, "From now on, I can help you with your hair every day."

"If you don't find it troublesome, I'd be more than happy." Knowing that he couldn't refuse, Cheng Dan didn't bother, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and said, "Let's go to dinner, didn't you say that you would teach me how to play the piano tonight?"

"it is good."

Zhang Yuliang nodded in agreement, brushed the mattress with his right hand, picked up Cheng Dan's fallen hair and put it away, and then followed his footsteps.

……

At night, the wind is clear and bright.

Red apples and clear waves stand on the surface of the water. The dark and clear stream is like a silent abyss, but it reflects a crescent moon and a little bit of starlight.

Cheng Dan and Zhang Yuliang sat cross-legged facing each other, each holding a lyre in their arms, burning incense to accompany them, playing with the wind, and the clear song Lingling flowed out from under their fingers, reverberating everywhere.

Of course, only Zhang Yuliang was playing, and Cheng Dan was still memorizing the fingering.

After the song was over, Cheng Dan waited for the lingering sound to dissipate, and then asked with a smile, "Is the song that Yuliang played just now 'Qing Xu Yin'?"

"Exactly." Zhang Yuliang nodded, and moved the strings with his fingertips, and a series of cold strings sounded like ripples, "Qingxuyin is one of the introductory repertoires for beginners of Guqin. The water in this stream is clear and pleasant to the ears.”

Cheng Dan tried to play the first line by plucking the strings, but it was not as smooth as Zhang Yuliang's, which lacked a bit of beauty.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuliang put down the guqin, walked behind him and sat down, stretched out his hands to half-circle him in his arms, and held his hands to help him pluck the strings.

The two were very close, and their breaths were entwined. The closer Zhang Yuliang could kiss the corner of Cheng Dan's eyes with one side of his face, and Cheng Dan was almost tightly wrapped by the cool fragrance in his arms.

Cheng Dan's hands can't be controlled by himself, he can only move the strings lightly or heavily, or hastily or slowly under his control, playing a bright and moving melody.

The moonlight melted into the water surface, and then formed a blurred halo on the water surface, depicting the figures of the two embracing each other into the painting.

Cheng Dan was in a calm state of mind, with long eyelashes drooping, concentrated on feeling and remembering the feeling of playing the piano that Zhang Yuliang brought him to realize, and almost entered a state of ecstasy.

However, the more Zhang Yuliang played, the more restless he became. If his concentration was not strong enough, he would almost play the wrong tune.

As soon as the song was over, the moment he let go, he tilted his head pretending to be inadvertent, and his lips gently brushed his curled eyelashes.

Cheng Dan raised his eyes in surprise: "Yuliang...?"

"I'm sorry." Zhang Yuliang retreated calmly, without changing his face, and there was no unnatural look at all.

His unreasonable and confident appearance of taking advantage made Cheng Dan see him as he knew him well.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuliang was still the same Zhang Yuliang.

"Cough, actually there is a story behind this simple song, and it's related to Feng Bodu and Yu Tianji. Do you want to hear it?" Zhang Yuliang returned to his original position, changing the subject without blushing or panting.

"Tell me, I can practice while listening." Cheng Dan nodded with a smile, and began to practice Qingxuyin based on the remaining body memory.

Although he felt that the relationship between himself and Zhang Yuliang was very similar to One Thousand and One Nights, but since the stories Zhang Yuliang told were quite interesting, he didn't mind listening to more of them.

After hearing too many stories, Cheng Dan had an idea, wanting to modify the stories told by Zhang Yuliang and write them into a collection.

It doesn't matter whether it is published or not, the main thing is that the editing process can pass the time, and if he is lucky enough, this collection may still leave a mark on him in the history, no matter how you look at it, it is not a loss.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yuliang just raised his head when he saw Cheng Dan's expression was a little dazed, so he immediately stopped talking and called him back to his senses.

"It's nothing." Cheng Dan shook his head, his hands kept moving, and the sound became smoother, "You continue."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuliang gave a "huh", and continued the previous words: "Qing Xu Yin is a song Yu Tianji made before washing away the demon blood, and its name is the same name of the move that Feng Bodu defeated him."

……

"The wind blows, the music of the sky is clear, and the narration is clear——" The sword light is like snow, leading to a solemn Sanskrit song, and half of the sky suddenly has a golden knife shadow, and it crashes down.

Yu Tianji couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced by the shadow of the knife, but he was not injured, but the strong demonic energy lingering around him was purified by the Buddha's light, and the pure and violent demonic aura on his body was also smoothed and calmed down.

When the golden light dissipated, the white-clothed Buddha walked over the water, his jet-black hair was braided in front of his chest, his thick bangs covered his forehead, and parted in the middle, revealing his handsome eyebrows.

He has a pair of glass-like pupils, clear and clean, full of compassion.Although he is in the world of mortals, he is still aloof, shining everywhere when he walks, which makes the pure devil reluctant to turn his eyes away.

"Demon, the road ahead is blocked, so we must turn around." Feng Bodu clasped his palms together and gently dissuaded him, but the knife beside him never returned to its sheath.

"You let me..." A vague melody whirled in Yu Tianji's mind, "Who are you?"

Feng Bo Du warmly replied: "Poor monk Lianye Temple Feng Bo Du."

"Lianye Temple... Fengbodu, I'm Yu Tianji." Yu Tianji didn't know the meaning of the name at this time, so she looked serious and asked seriously: "Can I follow you?"

Feng Bodu was a little surprised, and wanted to refuse, but then thought that if he could keep him by his side, it would be a good thing for this demon and the world, so he changed his mind.

"You can follow me, but by my side, you must not do evil things. Otherwise, I will kill you." Feng Bo Du warned.

Not long after Yu Tianji entered the world, his impression of the world was still limited to a piece of music he heard by chance, so he was very interested in the melody of ordinary people, and learned a lot of related knowledge and music scores along the way.

Feng Bodu was the first one, and also the only one who made him create a new melody in his heart as soon as he met.Although this melody is incomplete and still vague, as long as he stays with Feng Bodu, he will be able to complete the melody one day and create his own rhythm.

Because of this sporadic obsession, Yu Tianji agreed to the conditions of Feng Bodu.

He had no interest in killing anyway.

……

"So senior Yu Tianji is actually a music idiot?" Cheng Dan asked while listening with gusto, "But it seems that there are not many of his songs that have been handed down to the world."

"It's not many, but the songs are all classics." Zhang Yuliang heard that he had played a wrong note, corrected it casually, and said: "Qing Xu Yin is one of them, and there are two other songs called Jie Meng Dao. The sound and the song of death and life are all related to the storm."

Cheng Dan had only heard of these two pieces of music, so there was nothing he could do about it, because it was too famous.

The Yiyi Song of Death and Life is not an ordinary piano song, but a sword move.The saber energy is vertical and horizontal, and the tone is loud, as if shuttling between life and death. Before the saber intention comes out, the enemy is already dead.

This is Yu Tianji's famous move, and he is the only one who can use it so far.

"You should know Qingxuyin and Yiyiqu of Death and Life, so I won't introduce more, but you have never heard of the Taoism of Receiving Dreams. Not only you, there are only a handful of people in this world who know Daoyin of Receiving Dreams, because this It's the melody of the demon race, and ordinary people can't listen to it." Zhang Yuliang held down Cheng Dan's hand, and turned to strumming his own guqin, "You are a demon race, so you can listen to it without being affected."

After finishing speaking, the strings changed rapidly, and he played the enchanting voice, leading Cheng Dan into a strange dream.

In an instant, the world is spinning and the rules are overturned. Cheng Dan seems to see the moon sinking into the world, the stars falling into the river, and the flowers blooming and falling in an instant. It seems like silence, like noise, like drunk.

Time flies for thousands of years, and when I suddenly wake up, I realize that only a moment has passed.

Cheng Dan covered his slightly dizzy head, the scene in front of him was covered with double images, and it took a long time before he gradually recovered.

"What a tune of the demon clan." Shaking his head, he said with a helpless smile, "Sure enough, I can't hear it."

Zhang Yuliang smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the center of his brow, and released a touch of divine power: "When you improve your cultivation, your resistance will increase. If you still want to listen to it then, I will play for you again."

"Okay." Cheng Dan smiled and held his hand, but quickly let go.

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