"In addition to Zhong Kui paintings and Yu Ji Bawang Temple, there is the third most outstanding Lingbi stone, also known as Qingshi. Our locals call it Bayin stone, and the northern foot of Qingshi Mountain in Yugou Town is the most popular. Look, we are here." Looking in the direction that Lao Tietou, who was driving the car for Prince Kai, there is a gate tower with four big red lacquer pillars in front of the mountain gate in front of the gate. There are three large gilded characters "Bayin Mountain" on the gate tower, and a poem is hung on the red lacquer pillars on both sides: "Lingbi is a stone in the world, and the sound is like bronze and jade."

Behind the gate tower is a stair paved with big bluestone. The road is tortuous and quiet. According to Lao Tietou, there is an ancient temple at the end of these 999 steps, where a living god lives. People from all over the countryside have been blessed by him. Even the magistrate of Lingbi would take his family up the mountain to listen to the living gods praying for blessings. As for whether Yan Qing mentioned the Bayin Sect or the Bayin Sect, he didn't know.

"Old Tieto, go back." Old Tieto, who was originally waiting to pick up Yan Qing, heard the other party say this, pinched the big silver that the other party had just dropped and went there happily.

Zhang Meng and others originally wanted to explore the mountain with Yan Qing, but Yan Qing felt that on the ground of Lingbi, they needed to rely on the magistrate's men to investigate the whereabouts of Princess Roufu. The magistrate and the owner of Bayin Mountain were so close that there was no need to tear each other apart at this moment. Moreover, he learned from Lao Tietou that this living god was good at collecting guqin. Yan Qing also came here with his preferences this time. He spent a lot of money to buy a guqin with a sound in the antique shop in Lingbi County, hoping to use this heavy gift to throw stones and ask for directions, and get one or two useful news from this living god.

As I climbed up the steps, the mountain became steeper and steeper. There was a mountain path directly digging on the cliff arm. The stone steps under my feet were replaced with two oil-black iron chains as thick as my wrists, with wooden boards laid on it. Each time, the suspension bridge could only accommodate one person through. Every section of the bridge body was connected to the cliff beside it. Compared with the iron chain bridge that was directly suspended in the hollow, this suspension bridge seemed to be much more at ease.

Yan Qing had already walked halfway through the journey at this moment, but the mountain was so steep that it was covered with mist. Although the occasional mountain wind blew, the eyesight increased, but the mist was soon filled with layers of white air. The mountain walls that were leaning on were bare and had no grasping objects. They were not very much on the cantilever bridge, and it was easy to fall into the abyss and cause a disaster.

Yan Qing was anxious to go up the mountain, and he didn't care about so much. He took a tentative step forward. The wooden board and the iron chain below were covered with water droplets, which were a little slippery. Standing on the top, he seemed to be more cautious. He walked halfway through this, and then he began to be afraid. If the enemy fired hidden weapons and arrows from both sides at this time, he had no way to go to heaven and no door to the ground, so he could only be slaughtered by others. This cantilever bridge was almost three meters wide. At this time, in Yan Qing's view, the end point seemed out of reach, and with the fog, Yan Qing seemed a little anxious.

At this moment, a very pleasant sound of piano suddenly sounded around. The sound of piano was melodious and stumbled. I don’t know where it came from. The valley was full of echoes. The sound of piano was not too high, but it was like mercury pouring into the ground, and it was like a hole in it. Yan Qing listened carefully to the sound of the piano and felt a little shaken. He knew that the sound of piano must have been made by an internal master. The steady steps under his feet seemed to be a little uncontrollable. The thousand-pound pendant that Yan Qing used seemed to have failed at this moment. He only felt heavy head and light feet, and his whole body was soft. Yan Qing knew something was wrong, but he had no power to fight back at this seemingly breathtaking sound.

Since Yan Qing learned about Princess Roufu's whereabouts, she almost woke up once every few nights. She was both excited and apologized. When she was just climbing the mountain, she rushed up like selflessly. At this moment, she was fascinated by the surrounding music shops. Her body seemed to be exhausted as if she had finished oil and had a dry lamp. Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made him unable to open it anymore. His feet slipped and his body rushed out unconsciously.

At this critical moment, a sharp scream came from beside him. Yan Qing woke up from the daze. The sound of counterattack just now was the sound of the guqin he carried on his body fell to the ground. Obstacled by the sound of the piano, the sound of the piano coming from around him was very messed up. Yan Qing only had a moment of breathing. However, the moment of his body's forward rushing forward did not diminish at all. Yan Qing twisted his body, exerted force on his ankle, and while his upper body rushed out, his feet made an "inverted gold hook", which was directly like an upside-down bat, hanging firmly on the iron chain of the cantilever bridge. There was a gap between the wooden boards, and it was not too uncomfortable for Yan Qing to hang on the suspension bridge. In addition, his blood and energy went against each other, his mind calmed down. At this moment,

The Guqin, who fought back, was firmly held in his hand, and from time to time, played out unorganized music to reconcile. As you came and went, the valley returned to silence again. Yan Qing saw that the opportunity was inevitable, swung his body a few times, tried his best to curl up, and fell back to the bridge deck steadily. However, just after experiencing the disaster of life and death, his clothes were already stuck with the flesh, and there was no more room for him. Yan Qing hugged Yuan Shouyi, and raised his energy and excitedly. He rushed to the end of the cantilever bridge like a swallow, looking back at the suspension bridge that had just experienced life and death. He touched the Guqin, who was tightly held in his arms with deep feelings, which was exactly the old saying, "I was unintentionally planting willows and willows to form shade."

When he walked to the point where only more than one hundred steps were left, the majestic shadow of the ancient temple appeared faintly in the white mist. The sun in the east gradually revealed a prototype, sprinkling a piece of glow in the valley. Yan Qing was located like a fairyland in Penglai. The white mist under his feet was like a long galaxy, making people feel as if he was in the palace of the sky, dazzled by it. Looking at this scene, Yan Qing couldn't help but be infatuated. If the softness and blessings were on his side, it would be even more "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals."

Yan Qing calmed down. In the end, the steps were much wider than before. There were no fallen leaves on it and the dust was not stained. It can be seen that there must be mountain people cleaning it frequently. When they arrived at the mountain gate, a magnificent palace door came into view. The plaque was written with three big words "Qingyin Pavilion". At this moment, the red door was closed. Yan Qing raised his fist and knocked it on it for a while. No one came out to talk. He thought that he had just been plotted against by Qinyin on the cantilever bridge and almost died. The other party was too bullying and could not give up at this moment. So Yan Qing pulled out his two flower arms from his cuffs, pulled it from his right shoulder to his left armpit, and tied the guqin firmly behind him.

The yellow wall is nothing to a trainer like Yan Qing. If you want to break through the mountain gate, you must be very careful. After walking around the ancient temple for a while, you will choose a very secluded place. You stretched your hand up and gently stretched your body. Then you firmly grasped the stones on the wall. You will carefully stretch your head and look inward. You will see vines surround the trees and the rocks are rugged. You seem to have accidentally entered a garden, but there are very deep grass everywhere, as if no one has taken care of here for a long time.

Yan Qing jumped down from the wall, found a path in the weeds, and reached the end, and passed through a rockery, and there was a low wall. Yan Qing gently stretched from the rockery, and stood on the low wall easily. Yan Qing stood firmly and hurriedly squatted down. It turned out that opposite the wall was a row of houses, and in front of the house were planted with various fruits and vegetables. Through the window, the sound of bowls, plates, cups and plates kept ringing. At the same time, a gust of oil scented along the wind. From the above speculations, it was clear that this was the kitchen of the "Qingyin Pavilion".

Yan Qing squatted on the low wall and heard the woman's voice vaguely.

"Is someone knocking on the mountain door just now?"

"Maybe it was a starving monkey."

"No matter whether it is a human or a beast, today is the day to pass the mountain gate, so don't pay attention to it."

It was not yet dawn, and the surrounding fog was rich, and Yan Qing could still hide his body. He was eager to find Rou Fu's whereabouts. He crossed the ridge and walked forward along the back of the ridge of a row of houses. Only after passing one hall, another hall followed behind it, which seemed to be continuous. Seeing that there was not much time left to hide his body with the thick fog, the figures around him were shaking, and he spoke more and more. Yan Qing, who had no idea, had to pick an empty courtyard, listened to it, and there was no sound. He bent down and looked around and looked at it. After confirming that there was no one, he jumped off the courtyard wall.

Just at this moment, the moon-shaped hole door in the left hand creaked wide open, and a thin figure suddenly entered with a pair of mahogany plates. Yan Qing was shocked and shrank and hid behind the door. Fortunately, the other party did not notice it. The mahogany plate was filled with various colors of porridge and side dishes, red and green, and exquisite and elegant, which showed that the person living in this yard was unusual.

Yan Qing followed him with a bold serpentine. He waited for a banana window where the two of them were talking. He squatted down, raised his head and listened to his every move in the room.

"Have the young man eaten the things he sent?"

When he heard it, Yan Qing always felt that the other party's voice seemed to have heard somewhere, but it was not very clear. With doubts, he continued to listen.

The slim woman replied, "Sect Master, this old man is really hard to serve. Ren has broken his throat by our words, and he hasn't even had a grain of rice in it."

"Take the one on the table to him, he starves to death here, and our plan will be over."

"Hehe, I have never seen the sect leader care about any man so much. This is the first time Potian'er has."

Yan Qing was stunned under the window and smiled bitterly. This young master Fu is really a romantic person, and he will harm anyone wherever he goes.

"Let me talk nonsense, I cut your tongue." The doormaster in the room threatened, "Go out, I didn't sleep well last night. I wanted to make up for it and dozing. Without my instructions, don't let anyone disturb me."

The two of them lowered their voices and whispered a few words. The slim woman broke out and left the yard with a red plate. The moment she was out of the yard, she looked back and looked around for a while. Yan Qing, who was originally following behind, almost exposed her tracks. With a "bang", after the door was closed, Yan Qing hammered her thighs with regret. It was not feasible to chase after him. However, it might be a bad idea to capture the owner of this yard and use it to change the princess.

As Yan Qing stood at the front of the door, a familiar sound suddenly sounded. What wasn't the sound of the confusing mind on the cantilever bridge at that time? Before Yan Qing climbed over the wall, he had already prepared two pieces of cloth in his belt. He moved the guqin behind him rashly, which was easy to alarm the snake. After his position was exposed, not only could he not be able to save the princess, but it was a problem for him to escape without saying a word. Without saying a word, he quickly stuffed the ball into his ears. As soon as the sound of the piano was separated, the sudden uneasiness calmed down again.

With a bang, Yan Qing broke into the door. He looked carefully into the room and saw that the furnishings inside were so exquisite. A screen covered with peonies separated the interior and exterior. Next to the screen was a brocade school, and a tea table with green and purple sandalwood was placed on the front. On the coffee table, there was a small green jade incense burner, with a few branches of incense burner slowly, and sandalwood was entering the lungs, making people feel intoxicated. Next to the incense burner, there was a dark, half a foot wide and three feet long. Next to the incense burner, there was a long-standing guqin. When she saw Yan Qing, she took her hands back from the guqin, her eyebrows were shining, staring at Yan Qing innocently, which made Yan Qing feel embarrassed.

"I thought you fell off the cliff, but I didn't expect you to be really capable and actually broke my eight-tone formation."

"Didn't the formation be broken by people? If you stick to the rules and keep it unchanged, when you meet your opponent in the future, like me, if you find the flaws inside, your life will be in danger? When I come here, you should actually thank me."

"My friends in the martial arts world said that Yan Qing was smart and clever. I didn't believe it at the beginning. Today I have learned it. Let me tell you, how can I thank you?"

"Actually, it's very simple. Letting that Young Master Fu and let me be your hostage. Isn't it a joy to have a life of life?" Yan Qing saw the back of a woman who was slim just now, and knew that things had become tricky. Maybe there were already a group of good players outside the yard. The woman on the opposite side was not surprised, and with the guqin in her hand, she lost a lot of her spirit. You must know that when facing the enemy in front of the battle, the courageous aura is often the key to victory. The opponent is not showing any sign of water, and the skilled skill is probably not weak. Yan Qing then threw out the flaws of the eight-tone formation, which cannot be rejected by the other party, and changed his tricks in the face of the battle.

"I never leave a man to spend the night unless this man is blind."

"Young Master Fu..." Yan Qing couldn't help but surged his blood. He recalled the words he said just now in the corner of the window, and realized that he almost fell into the other party's agitated plan. It was obvious that the sect leader had the intention of looking back at Youth. She did this just to let herself not be foolish. She glanced at the other party and found an inadvertent rosy on the other party's cheek. Although she glanced at him at the shocking glance, it was enough to make Yan Qing feel confident.

"Mr. Fu and I have worshipped Guan Gong and have sworn to live and die together." After Yan Qing finished speaking, he removed the guqin behind him, and then played the eight-tone formation with a fingering technique that the other party had never heard of before. The sound of the piano was clear and it was like breaking through the wall and breaking jade.

The leader of the Bayin Sect is a person who knows the goods. The other party just used the big wheel fingering technique. The palace sound is thick and turbid, and it can be heard for a long time. The Shang sound is loud and high, exciting and harmonious; the horn sound is harmonious but not violent, moist but not dry; the sound is intense and unforgiving, like the sound of fire; the feather sound is clear and quick, and the strip is clear and smooth. The state that she has not reached was actually played by the other party for the first time. I thought that I had been studying hard in music for decades, and even racked my brains to create the set of sonic wave skills of the Bayin Array. In front of the other party, it was actually a trick of carving insects and showing off her skills. This was simply a slap on her face. It was so embarrassing.

"Stay here, but don't run around, wild cats here love to catch men's faces."
Chapter completed!