Chapter 5 The Scholar (I)

　　Miao Yi's eyes widened as he looked deeper into the mists and pointed again, surprised, "Someone is playing the zither inside!" 　　"Playing the zither?" Yan Beihong was speechless, seeing that Miao Yi did not look like he was lying, his little thumb hurriedly pulled out his ears and calmly concentrated on listening. 　　After listening for a long time, he didn't even hear a fart, not to mention the sound of the zither, and couldn't help but say with suspicion on his face, "Older brother, overthinking it, right?" 　　Miao Yi, however, confirms that he has not heard wrongly, pointing to the front in an uplifted spirit, he says, "Someone is playing the zither inside, that means that the front is also a safe area, let's go over and take a look, with fewer people stepping in front of us, there is a greater possibility of finding Immortal Grass." 　　As soon as he turned around, he realized that Yan Beihong's face gradually sank, not knowing what he had said wrong. 　　Unbeknownst to him, Yan Beihong hadn't heard anything at all, he was a person who had a clear distinction between grudges, this kind of person often couldn't rub sand in his eyes. 　　Want to pull him to be a bodyguard is nothing, explicitly say it on the line, good discussion, but Miao Yi's this "excuse" let Yan Beihong feel Miao Yi's heart is not right. 　　Miao Yi before killing with a knife Yan Beihong has been taught, and now he is pregnant with immortal grass, in case this kid has bad intentions, it may be possible that he will be in the gutter. 　　Therefore, Yan Beihong's trace of trust that he had managed to build up towards Miao Yi was instantly gone, and on the spot, he unwrapped the parcel that he had snatched from his body, took a little bit of food and stuffed it in his arms, and most of the food along with the parcel was thrown at Miao Yi's feet. 　　"Since old brother doesn't listen to advice, this is all I can do, we will meet again!" 　　Yan Beihong threw down a sentence and left in large strides without looking back. 　　This action caused Miao Yi to be a bit puzzled, how could he flip out just like that? 　　After witnessing Yan Beihong's figure completely disappear into the mist, he still did not understand what was going on, and could only think that Yan Beihong did not want to accompany his own risk. 　　Half a month had passed and he hadn't found a single plant of immortality, was he going to catch up with Yan Beihong, or was he going to continue searching? With Yan Beihong's skill, it should be safer to go back together with him as a companion. ...... 　　Miao Yi stands alone on the mountain and hesitates for a long time, thinking of his younger siblings' future, he looks back to the place where the sound of the zither came from and murmurs to himself, "Where others dare to go, do they not dare to go?" 　　Yangtian took a deep breath, cleaned up his mood, strengthened his will, picked up the parcel on the ground on the shoulder, facing the direction where the sound of the zither came from, striding towards the bottom of the mountain. 　　As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the distantly transmitted zither sound seemed to be extremely unsettled and disorganized for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal. 　　After walking for a while, Miao Yi realized that the terrain here seemed unusually flat. 　　He followed the direction that the zither sound came from, but after walking a long way, the zither sound seemed to always be not far ahead, you never seem to be able to get close to it, so that he had to wonder if he had misheard it, and it wasn't the sound of the zither at all. 　　Miao Yi could not help but stop and hesitate. 　　From him is not a very far place, the mist surrounded by towering peaks above, ping platform a, a stone table, across a long more than one zhang of the giant ancient zither. 　　Ancient zither body, embossed with the sun, moon and stars, the sea and the sea. 　　Three dragons head out of the sea, looking back at the sun, moon and stars majestically. 　　The three dragons of the dragon body humongous zither strings, divided into three colors, exquisite and incomparable. 　　Close enough to see the strings on the dragon scales and curled up four claws, coupled with the lifelike carved dragon head, accidentally let a person also think that the strings are dragons shrinking change. 　　It was obvious that there should have been eight such dragon strings on the ancient zither, but for some unknown reason, five of the strings of such a skillfully crafted ancient zither had been destroyed, leaving only three. 　　A tall man standing in the stone table next to the zither, plain white Confucian robes, wearing a light as a gauze seems to be washed white plain green cloak, clothing materials seem to be very ordinary, if not the reason for the hairstyle, easy to let a person misunderstand into a cleaner dressed in the cold family scholar. 　　Clean long hair upside down back waist, the heavenly court is bright and full. 　　Unfortunately, the head full of long black oily hair, unattractive at the temples of the frost color. 　　Both temples white hair, each divided into a strand hanging on both sides of the chest, and each divided into a strand of white hair side closed in the back of the head, knot a pigtail in the back of the head, constraints on the inverted draped back of the black hair is not scattered. 　　Although the face of this "scholar" was the mature appearance of a middle-aged man, it was so handsome that it was almost indescribable. 　　The nose is straight, between the brows and eyes, eyes like a phoenix, eyes like a cold star, the cheeks of the tough through the mountains of tenderness, the lips line of the rigid and soft kiss can intoxicate the beauty. 　　The whole person can not say what the feeling is, at a glance, righteousness and demonic coexist, noble and ordinary together, domineering and gentle symbiosis, chivalry and tenderness are not lacking, looking back will unintentionally flow out of an out-of-this-world aura. 　　There is a word called flavorful, but his flavorful and describe the woman's flavorful is not the same. 　　There is another word that describes a woman that can also be used on his body, and that is magnificent! 　　This is a man of great splendor, which is hard to find in the world! 　　At the top of the misty mountain, the "Scholar" stands straight beside the ancient zither on the stone table, looking into the distance, with one hand behind his back, and five fingers on one hand, gently fiddling with the three strings of the zither, and the zither sound that Miao Yi hears comes from his hand. 　　With this mountain peak as the center, within a radius of twenty miles is a basin, the sound of the zither that he emits is like a bat's sonic wave, anyone who intrudes will not be able to escape his ears. 　　He was unable to confirm whether Miao Yi was attracted by the zither sound, or he might have mistakenly entered this realm, but he sensed Miao Yi's hesitant stand. 　　The five fingers that easily plucked the strings of the zither did not stop, the hand behind his back was mentioned in front of his chest, and he gently pulled the ribbon knot of the cloak to undo it. 　　The cape automatically floated up, drifting away from his shoulders, drifting away, drifting away into the mists and disappearing. 　　Miao Yi, who hesitantly stood, was stunned and realized that the zither sound seemed to be moving, changing to another direction. 　　What's going on here? Miao Yi scratched his head and looked around with some apprehension, and finally walked towards the place where the zither sound came from again. 　　The slightly drooping eyes of the "scholar" at the top of the mountain flickered for a moment, and slowly inclined his head to look in Miao Yi's direction. 　　He confirmed that Miao Yi was indeed disturbed by the sound of the zither, on the surface, he was unperturbed, but his mind seemed to have been affected, the speed of his five fingers flicked a few points faster, and the sound of the zither became a little more urgent. 　　The sound of the zither changed direction several times, and it seemed that someone was running with the zither, Miao Yi was seduced into speeding up his footsteps, wanting to see who in the end even had the leisure to play the zither here. 　　He himself may not have realized that he had already been led by the sound of the zither to run out of a zigzag route. 　　Outside of the zigzag route, there was a black mantis with a scythe that was so huge that it was scary, its barbed limbs were hideous as if it was wearing armor, and its whiskers and horns were touching each other, some of them were mating, and some of them were gnawing the bloody corpses of the hunted ones with their sharp and frighteningly sharp masticating mouthparts. Bloody corpses.