The song only appeared for a few seconds, and then suddenly disappeared. All that was left was the sound of rushing water lingering in my ears. The silence between heaven and earth made me think that the song that suddenly appeared just now was just my illusion, but it still echoed in my heart.

What's the matter with the faint sadness?

"Chengyi, what's wrong with you?" A confused look appeared on Uncle Johnny's face. We were obviously talking freely, but I suddenly became stunned and then frowned. This behavior was obviously abnormal.

Didn't Uncle Johnny hear it? Apart from Uncle Johnny and me, there were of course other people on the deck. I raised my head and looked at the others. Except for Lu Shan, who was thoughtful, no one else had any reaction.

"Didn't you hear anything?" I asked doubtfully.

Everyone looked at me inexplicably, and Xiao Chengqian even teased: "What do you want to hear in this river full of fierce fish? I hope there is a sexy foreign girl saying 'eon' to me in my ear, of course."

I would be happier if I added a 'baby', and I have seen a lot of 'black pearls' recently."

The black pearl in Xiao Chengqian's mouth refers to an Indian girl with beautiful facial features, but unfortunately her skin is a bit darker, which does not fit with Young Master Xiao's aesthetics.

Ruyue glared at Xiao Chengqian. After getting in-depth contact with him, this boy no longer had the grace and elegance that he had deliberately pretended before. His speech and behavior were more like a bandit.

But I didn't have the mind to pay attention to Xiao Chengqian's teasing. I didn't believe that I would have any illusions. I stood up and walked towards the edge of the deck. I thought the singing was coming from the river, and I could hear it more clearly from the edge of the deck.

But at this moment, Walma's weak but urgent voice came: "Don't leave me alone in the room, I just injured my leg, please, I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of? How can such a big man still make fun of people like a child?" Xiao Chengqian responded.

"I'm not afraid of the dark. I just suddenly heard a woman singing, damn, that fish must be poisonous and neurotoxin, which caused me to have the illusion. But anyway, thank you for getting me on the deck." Wall.

The horse is so eager.

But no one took his words seriously. Brother Chengxin even snorted dissatisfied and said, "Are you doubting my medical skills? Could it be that I can't tell you are poisoned? Don't make excuses, okay?"

Walma groaned helplessly, but my heart suddenly moved, and I turned around and said: "No, Walma didn't make excuses, Hui Gen'er, go get that guy out, I have something to ask him."

"

Hui Gen'er listened to my words the most. When she saw what I said, she immediately responded and went to the cabin to take Walma out.

After being pulled out, Walma had a strange reaction to me. While praising Hui Gen'er's strength and strength, he said to me: "Chengyi, I know that the kindest one among them is you. Even the three women...

They are not as kind as you."

He didn't know that his words had offended three women unintentionally, and Chengzhen, who had a hot temper, wanted to 'take care of' him the next moment.

However, I stopped Chengzhen and asked Walma seriously: "Did you hear someone singing just now?"

Walma obviously didn't expect that I would ask him this. He blinked his big eyes innocently and said, "It just seemed like, I'm not sure at all, the singing voice suddenly appeared and sang?" Walma said

He looked confused, and finally shrugged at me and said, "Sorry, Chengyi, I really don't know."

I was not disappointed with the answer. Instead, I looked at Walma and said, "I have always been puzzled as to why Ruan Qingqiu's force would accept you as a disciple. Now I have a guess. You must answer me honestly. Okay."

?”

"No problem."

"Are you very spiritually aware?" I asked seriously.

"Yes, at least that's what my master said. People with outstanding spiritual awareness are talented people. If nothing else, it at least represents a strong soul. It's a pity that a strong soul is strong. Chengyi, you know, my family

But it is a rare only-child family. In your Chinese terms, I am an only child. I have to spend a long time in India in a year and can only go there occasionally." Walma looked proud, as if he had forgotten

I started to talk endlessly about my injuries in the afternoon.

I felt like there was a flock of crows crowing in my ears, and I couldn't help but say: "Okay, you don't have to explain to me why you are so bad at Taoism. I don't think I'm interested in knowing."

Indeed, Volma is very poor in all aspects of Taoism. Even the simplest basic techniques and footwork are very difficult, let alone advanced techniques. But he has forgotten the reason. He once said that the first entry level is

The time is still short, and secondly, the time he can practice is limited, and his family has many things that need his attention.

Such a sudden appearance was like a short interlude, and it passed quickly. We didn't notice that Uncle Johnny's face became a little ugly at that time, nor did we notice that the time was already past 10 o'clock in the evening, or in the afternoon.

The encounter left us with lingering fears and no desire to sleep.

Then, we started drinking again, chatting, and discussing our next action plan.

The time unknowingly pointed to 11 o'clock, and for some reason large white mist appeared on the river. Before that, I heard intermittent and unclear singing several times. However, because it had no effect, I

I didn’t want to increase everyone’s psychological pressure, so I didn’t bring it up again.

On two occasions, Wal-Mart was obviously moved, but I hinted at him and prevented him from speaking out.

Because this song finally reminded me of one thing, that is, the legend that Singer told me before entering this section of the river, about a woman who died for love, wandering around day and night, and the moving singing of murder.

"Okay, I think we still need to rest. We still have important things to do tomorrow." Uncle Johnny seemed a little uninterested. Finally, after drinking the whiskey in his hand, he asked for a rest.

At this time, I don't know why, but I subconsciously glanced at my watch, it was just 11 o'clock.

Facing Uncle Johnny's proposal, everyone may have felt tired and said yes one after another, but at this moment, a song that had never been so clear came from the depths of the river.

The voice of this song is very small, but it is so clear. It is an Indian song. The melody is not as cheerful as the common Indian songs. Instead, it has an indescribable touch of sadness, and the female voice singing is so ethereal.

Ethereal, mixed with strong personal emotions - it is a kind of desperate sadness that makes people feel sad in an instant.

"Chengyi, after 11 o'clock at night, all kinds of strange things will appear. People should know how to avoid taboos, so it is best to go to bed before 11 o'clock every night. If you can't do it, try not to go out after 11 o'clock.

, It doesn’t mean that you must be afraid of those weird things, this is the respect you should have.” Master’s words came to my mind again, it was a sentence he said to me when I was a child when he told me about being in awe of all things.

However, when I grew up, I discovered that the larger the city, the more it loses this kind of awe, and it is useless, because the popularity is too concentrated, and human beings have powerfully crushed some existing spaces, and they no longer appear.

, there is no need for awe. Originally, this division was equal and fair, and day and night existed separately.

I don’t know, in a big city, is this kind of thing considered good or bad?

Putting aside these messy thoughts, I still walked towards the deck. Did you show up at 11 o'clock?

This time, I was no longer the only one who heard this sad song, but everyone heard this sad song. Everyone had a different reaction. Naturally, the one who was most afraid was Wal-Mart, who hid in the middle of everyone, shivering a little.

, the reaction of others was not big, just a little confused.

However, it was different for me, Lu Shan, Brother Chengxin and others. Judging from the shared expressions, we were reminded of our lost lovers, and a kind of bitter despair began to boil in our hearts.

I know this is definitely not a normal phenomenon. The Penglai is parked in a safe place, and as cultivators, we are all aroused by the singing coming from far away. It is a dangerous signal, so I said loudly

He said: "Don't listen carefully, everyone recite the Jingxin Secret in silence."

But as soon as I finished my words, Walma, who was trembling with fear just now, and Singer, who was not much better than him, suddenly became confused and walked towards me.

What I am here is the edge of the deck, facing the river over there.

"Stop Wal-Mart." Uncle Johnny's voice came. His expression was sad and painful, but he grabbed Singer, grabbed an unfinished bottle of wine next to him, and rushed towards Singer.

Fall down.

Naturally, I would stop Wal-Mart from limping toward me and hold him back. The simplest way would be to slap him hard.

Singer and Volma suddenly woke up. Brother Chengqing stepped on the deck and began to recite the "Tao Te Ching" loudly. As a practitioner, Brother Chengqing must have the power of telepathy. Putting this aside, "

The scriptures in the Tao Te Ching itself have a certain inexplicable power, a kind of transcendent power. When recited, they can naturally resist the influence of singing.

In this way, it is the best help for people like Walma and Singer who are unable to elaborate on their formulas.
Chapter completed!