Chapter 1570 (One Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy) Mourning Sound
At this moment, Chen Wenyuan, who was standing alone in front of the Snow Cold Grass, was ready to transplant the Snow Cold Grass to the mountain peak immediately. At this time, he thought: If the spell I just used on those two people could be used without me seeing each other at all, it would be different. In the future, even if people come up the mountain, I can use that method to make them leave. However, it seems that this spell can only be used on people that you can directly see with your eyes, which is a pity.
Chen Wenyuan recited a spell silently before, and after secretly using the spell, the white robe and black robe spun in a circle, and then stopped and went down the mountain. One of the conditions for Chen Wenyuan to be able to use this spell is that the white robe and black robe The black robe was just within the range that Chen Wenyuan could see with his eyes. His spell cannot be used on people who cannot see directly with their eyes. Therefore, after Chen Wenyuan reaches the mountain, even if he uses the spell to know that someone has gone up Jingxi Mountain, as long as the person who goes up the mountain is not there, Chen Wenyuan can directly see it with his eyes. Within the scope, Chen Wenyuan could not use this method to let people who went up the mountain go back by themselves. Even if Chen Wenyuan used some magic weapon or magic to "see" the appearance of the climber, as long as he didn't directly see the climber himself with his eyes, he would not be able to use that magic to make the climber leave on his own.
After Chen Wenyuan used the magic ice stone to transplant the Snow Cold Grass to the top of the mountain, he placed a curse on the Snow Cold Grass.
He also cast a spell on Jingxi Mountain so that he would know if someone came up the mountain.
When the sun set that day, after Chen Wenyuan watered the snow cold grass, he picked up the lotus shakuhachi, stood on the snow-covered mountain and started playing.
He used to play shakuhachi, even sad music, but it was not as desolate as this time. Every note passed through the sunset, penetrated the floating clouds, and rushed to the sky, telling the infinite heartache.
Although the heavy snow had stopped before and the sun came out later, it was still surprisingly cold on the peak of Jingxi Mountain.
The music he played was also cold, and the howling of the cold wind seemed to match the shakuhachi music he played, making Jingxi Mountain resound with a peerless mournful sound that would make even the setting sun feel heartbroken and cry.
The setting sun left slowly, as if it would never rise again after setting.
After Chen Wenyuan played, he stopped, held the Renqing shakuhachi with his left hand, pressed the white dot on the shakuhachi with his index finger, and started talking. Every time he said a word, he paused for a while, as if waiting for her response. He followed Shan Xia Jing's habit of imagining what she would say, and then spoke again, which followed what he imagined Shan Xia Jing would say. Coming and going, he seemed to have been talking to Shan Xia Jing on the top of the mountain for a while with the Renqing Shakuhachi.
However, from time to time he realized that Shan Xiajing's words were all imaginary, and it felt like he was talking to himself alone on the mountain from beginning to end.
Sometimes, he hoped that he could deceive himself, but it seemed difficult to do so.
It was completely dark, and the index finger of his left hand gradually moved away from the white dot on the Shakuhachi.
In order to keep out the cold, he began to use magic again.
As soon as he used the spell, he remembered that he had the power passed down to him by Shan Xiajing in his body. At this time, he thought: No wonder I couldn't receive Xia Jing's response with my Shakuhachi! She is obviously here, standing on this mountain peak with me! I didn't talk to her directly, but I used the Shakuhachi to contact her, and I only made movements and didn't use any spells just now. She must have thought I was joking, and she wouldn't respond to me with the Shakuhachi too!
(End of this chapter)