Great cause young maniac

Knowing that she lost her composure, Qiu Li pushed He Hua away, wiped the tears on her face and the eye sockets that were not yet dry, held back all the emotions in her heart, and burst into a heartbreaking smile.

He Hua smiled back at him, put his big palm on his braid, and combed it easily with his slender fingers. Finally, he took his hand and said with great judgment: "Brother Yi will always be with Qiu'er, let's go, Let's go to Gaoting."

Qiuli nodded, and followed Hehua's footsteps towards Gaoting.

The high pavilion is built on a rockery, and under the rockery is an open channel connected to the east wing. The water in the open channel is clear without waves, and the water surface is covered with willow leaves falling from the bank. Totems are carved on the white stone railings. The road paved with green bricks extends for a long time. Far away, it is interdependent with the open channel.Walking through the blue brick road, there will be a hundred steps, all with the width of three people side by side, circling around the rockery like a snake.

The melodious sound of the flute came from this high pavilion.

Going to the Gaoting together, I saw an old man in his seventies leaning on the red pillar alone, playing a shiny jade flute. Sad tune.

He Hua and Qiu Li looked at each other, and stood quietly at the entrance of the pavilion, listening to the music carefully without making a sound.When the song was over, the old man turned around only to find a pair of Birener appeared behind him at some point.

"Old man, the tune you play is very nice." Qiuli stepped forward and praised.

The old man smiled and said nothing, looked at the two of them, finally fixed his eyes on He Hua, and said: "You are Chen'er's guests."

Hearing that Chen'er and the two didn't know who they were, the old man pointed to He Hua's clothes and said, "This is the adult clothes I gave Chen'er when he was weak. This young master's clothes are quite suitable, and it is not in vain for me, the gift giver, to have a good heart."

"It turns out to be Master Chu, He Hua and his righteous brother Qiuli give you my old farewell." As he spoke, he pulled Qiuli to kneel down to salute.

The old man raised his hand to stop him and said, "I didn't intend to reveal my identity, the two young masters don't need to perform such a great gift. Please get up quickly, the old man is inconvenient and cannot get up to meet him, I hope the two young masters are no wonder."

Only now did I realize that the other leg of the old man who had been leaning on the red pillar with his back to them was empty. Seeing the two of them looking at his empty trouser leg, the old man said calmly, "This leg has been useless for many years. , when he fell ill, he rolled down from the pavilion and broke the boulder that he had already rolled down."

Looking at the faint smile on the old man's face, Qiu Li didn't know how to take care of his emotions for a while, but felt a bitterness spreading, and his nose was also faintly sour.

The old man is about the same age as Grandpa, dressed in blue cloth, holding your shiny flute in his withered hand, and has gentle eyes under a pair of white frost eyebrows.

The old man greeted the two to sit down, picked up the mahogany box next to him, opened the mahogany box cover tremblingly, looked at the withered red lotus inside and said: "Every year I pick the most coquettish red lotus in the lotus pond, and let it dry in the air. In this box, those red lotuses can only be stored for one year after being air-dried, and they will all wither after one year."

Curiosity prompted Qiuli to chat with the old man. Qiuli looked at the red lotus in the box and said, "Why did you pick the reddest red lotus? Does it have any significance to the sect master? There must be a story in it, right?" .”