GENIUS
TRAPING THE POISON GIVER 2.

Luo Qan thanked Li Jing for her concern, and also gave an overview of the situation.

Hearing what Luo Qan said, Li Jing smiled and said: “Those handsome little guy, you are really amazing, and you are so good. You really cannot say that you are a martial arts master. In the future, you should be careful and try not to fight with others. Make your own problems.”

“I understand, thank Sister Li for your concern.”

Luo Qan's heart was even warmer.

But he never dreamed that when Li Jing called, there was another woman standing beside him.

Li Jing's phone was turned on handsfree, and the conversation between the two was heard by the woman.

What he didn't even think, no one mentioned this matter today, and those who clashed with him were more or less unlucky ..

The training ended the other day.

After returning to the dormitory and taking a bath, it was still too early to see that the sun had yet to fully set, and Luo Qan suddenly thought of walking around Weiming Lake.

No excuses, just the urge to wake up in an instant.

The Weiming Lake before dark was still quiet and beautiful, but Luo Qan was not interested in seeing the scenery, but walked quickly towards the lake.

Before I reached the island in the lake, there was a faint flute sound in my ears.

As soon as he heard the flute sound, Luo Qan was excited like he was being beaten with blood, and he did not hesitate to follow the flute sound.

Luo Liansheng's grandfather played a good flute, and his flute skills were also good.

Luo Qan had also learned this skill from his grandfather, and his flute and flute skills were excellent.

But now he felt uninterested in the chopsticks skill, but where was the person.

On the way to finding the sound, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and the music became more and more melodious.

Luo Qan could tell that the flute sound that this person was playing was the famous song “Bijianliuquan”.

The song is based on an artistic conception described by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in “Mountain Living in Autumn Fall”.”After a new rain on an empty mountain, the weather is late and autumn. A bright moon shone on the pine, and a clear spring stone rose. The sound of bamboo goes to the girl, the lotus moves the fishing boat, and spring breaks at will. Wang and Sun can stay alone.”

The sound of the flute was long and long, as if telling people about the whispers of autumn, a little melancholy in excitement.

There was a pavilion beside the road, Luo Qan was convinced that Xiao Shengzhong had come from there, and he walked towards the pavilion without hesitation.

Luo Qan was a little surprised as he approached the pavilion but did not see anyone.

The sound of the flute had stopped, and there was no sound anymore, and he suddenly lost his way.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Qan passed through the pavilion and subconsciously walked along the grass by the lake towards the dense direction of Liu Meng.

After passing through the two willow trees, suddenly a white shadow appeared before his eyes.

A tall woman wearing a white dress with long hair hanging behind her, holding a long flute behind her, stood confusedly between two willow trees, staring at the lake in a daze, the girl's skirt danced, and the long hair on the shoulders also danced with the wind.

In the dim night, the surface of the floating lake, the remnants of the dim light of the sky, the dark light under the willow branches dancing with the wind, the white-clothed woman with the flying skirt, the, everything was graceful and hazy, like a dream.

It seemed like having heard a movement or sensed someone coming When Luo Qan stopped, the girl standing by the lake slowly turned her head.In a flash, the two of them crossed their eyes.

Amazingly, it was that girl in white that I accidentally met that day.

The same dress, the same costume, was still very graceful and beautiful, Luo Qan stared blankly again.

The girl also recognized Luo Qan, and after smiling, her body turned around.

“Inticed by the sound of your flute,” Luo Qan walked under a willow tree and stood next to the girl in white. “After the new rain on the empty mountain, the weather is already late in the autumn. A bright moon shone on the pine, and the spring rocks rose. Unfortunately, there were no mountains or mountains here. In that month, it never rained on the shores of Weiming Lake, and there was little artistic concept.”

The white-clothed girl did not speak, but looked at her calmly, still as graceful and gentle as just now.

“Do you disturb your Yaxing?” Luo Qan turned his head to look at the beautiful girl, “If anything, I will leave soon.”

He still did not speak, but looked at Luo Qan with beautiful big eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes, like a blooming orchid.

So Luo Qan stopped talking, and looked at him to the side like this.

The red hue on the girl's face became slightly thicker, after she lowered her head to avoid Luo Qan's eyes, she lifted her head and looked at Luo Qan with the corner of her mouth tilted.”I just learned this song, but I really like how it feels ” he finally said.

At least 1.7 meters tall, with unusual facial features, a goose-like neck, and slender fingers — Luo Qan used to think the woman in the photo was very pretty, she said, but now he felt that the woman in front of him looked better .

The woman in the photo always kept that expression, much more nimble than the girl in front of her.

Ouyang Feifei was also very beautiful, judging from his appearance, he was in no way inferior to the girl in front of him.

But Ouyang Feifei's face was firm and did not smile all day, and her beauty was naturally disturbed.

The woman who liked to laugh was the most beautiful, this was what Luo Qan believed in her heart.

The beautiful girl smiled lightly, which can snatch the souls of many men — like this.

Luo Qan only felt that his heart was racing, and the feeling of being unable to speak was even stronger.

“I also really like this song,” Luo Qan took a deep breath and smiled happily. “I started learning this song when I was ten years old. My grandfather taught me. It can be said that this is my favorite ancient song.” song

“Can I listen to you play a song?” The girl in white asked as she tilted her head, smiling with neat teeth like clams.

This smile made Luo Qan's heart beat faster.

“Tomorrow I will bring a flute,” Luo Qan stares at the white-clothed girl bravely, “Come here. Are you...come?”

The girl in white only smiled slightly, nodded gently, and said nothing.

The two smiled like this and looked at each other for a while, and no one turned away.

A light breeze blew, and the girl in white clothes shivered slightly and frowned slightly.

“Dark, return,” Luo Qan points to the surrounding area at dusk, “Autumn night, Lu heavy, be careful with cold.”