Chapter 631： Answering the Remnants (8) (1/2)

Even with so much support, I even gave it away! !!

”What? Do you really understand?” Guzheng's surprise and incredulously asked, thinking of the confusion that had been incomprehensible for hundreds of thousands of years, and the tone changed with excitement and doubt.

”I ask you, apart from that blank paper, do you have any other questions about your master?” Xiao Yan suddenly asked such a question.

”No.” The remnant soul in Guzheng answered very simply.

”Huh-that's good.” Xiao Yan Changshu breathed.

”What is it! You can tell what the blank paper really means!” The remnant soul in Guzheng can't wait to know the answer.

”I said you're in a hurry? Have you waited for hundreds of thousands of years, but still in a hurry?” Xiao Yan said angrily, ”Let me breathe? You look so nervous, I'm afraid you will Again, my life is not enough for you to toss. ”

”Okay, I relax, I relax. You hurriedly say.”

At this time, the remnant soul in the guzheng relaxed like an obedient child. Xiao Yan knew the hazy sky in the sea suddenly became clear. Xiao Yan clearly felt that the power of the soul locked on him had become much more gentle.

Xiao Yan paused for a moment before he said, ”You, as the only man who passed on your master, must especially hope that you will carry him forward, and hope that your life will take a path of exultation and dignity, right? ”While waiting for the remnant soul in Guzheng to answer, Xiao Yan then said word by word,” So, the blank paper is just your Master's good care for you before the end! ”

”Good intentions? What good intentions?” The residual soul in Guzheng asked tightly.

”Predecessor, you have no friends since childhood and have suffered from the world ’s white eyes, so for you, your master is your father and your spiritual pillar, and you long for his recognition because that is your motivation to move forward Or else, sooner or later you will be swallowed up by darkness, or you will fall down in suffering and unconfidence. ”Xiao Yan habitually touched his nose, looking at Guzheng who was apparently in deep thought without the slightest movement. Master, your master knows your mind very much, and it is because of this understanding that he wants to give you a conviction, a conviction that strengthens you when he leaves. He knows you so well, he knows, as long as you One day without opening Zheng's body and seeing his message, you will not give up one day, and you will be alone in the endless years without him. ”

”Is this really the case? Is it really the case?” Xiao Yan said, and the remnant soul in the Guzheng cried out. Instead of asking Xiao Yan, he was asking his heart.

”With your talent, you never even thought that there would be a day beyond your master, and you really did it. This is the best proof.” Xiao Yan said with certainty that his tone was beyond doubt. .

”Then why Master left a blank piece of paper, even a few words.”

Guzhen Remnant now actually fully believes Xiao Yan's words, but the confusion over hundreds of thousands of years still made him sigh, or he only hoped that Xiao Yan would give him a comforting answer to help him thoroughly. Get out of confusion.

”When you see the blank paper, it means that you have fully met your Master ’s expectations. He has no regrets. Only comforting, what words do you need to leave for you?” Xiao Yan Kaijie said with sigh, ”You should thank your master. In fact, he has seen you today, and I believe you will understand his good intentions when you see the blank paper after breaking the eighteen strings.”

”Master!”

Chapter 102: Untangling the Residual Soul (9)

The last trace of confusion in Guzhen's remnant's heart finally disappeared, and his deep thoughts of Master gushed out like Xiao Yan's words, like a flood of a dyke, and continued to roar in the sea and sky, inciting numerous stormy waves and violent earthquakes that shook the world. And from the Guzheng, an illusive figure was turned back to Xiao Yan. The tall and burly figure was like an unshakable pillar of heaven between heaven and earth.

The figure knelt to the ground holding Guzheng in both hands, twitching violently, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Silent tears are more sad than sound. A suppressed, painful sigh, as if drawn from the shadow of the soul of the figure, scattered in the sea of ​​knowledge, weaving a thick sadness.

Under the infection of the silently crying figure, Xiao Yan couldn't help tears gradually blurred his vision.

Maybe he was tired of crying, the figure stopped crying, looking at the white paper floating in the air, his body trembled slightly, and tears couldn't stop flowing upwards again. He couldn't help but stand up, raised his hands, and tried to caprify again. The kind of care that Master left for herself.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yan's heart-breaking scene happened.

The figure stood up and raised his hands up. It didn't matter. The guzheng he was holding immediately fell down. He hurriedly reached out to grab it, grabbed it on the eighteen strings, then held it with his left hand, and loosened his right hand. The eighteen strings suddenly returned. bomb.

”Oh!”