Chapter 250 Ruan Shushu

When Huan Yin reached the end of the corridor, a corridor door appeared in front of him. However, this door has no leaves, so Huan Yin can clearly see the scene inside.

Inside the door is a rather large hall. Except that it has a stronger sense of sleeping, it is not much different from the places Huan Yin saw on both sides of the corridor before. It still has a strange and strong feminine atmosphere.

In the middle of the hall, there is a pair of fine bead curtains hanging from above, blocking the view behind the hall, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, Huan Yin could still vaguely make out a woman sitting in front of a piano behind the bead curtain, and the sound of the piano came from that woman's hand.

"Huan Yin pays homage to the master of Qin Pavilion. I have taken the liberty to come here today. I'm sorry for disturbing you." Huan Yin bowed to the woman in the pavilion, and his voice rang outside the hall.

The sound of the piano stopped again, but the woman in the hall did not speak. Huan Yin found that she seemed to have raised her head and looked towards him, but Huan Yin could not see her expression and appearance clearly.

After a while, the woman in the hall finally said, "Senior Brother Huan, please come in."

The woman didn't speak much, only seven words in total, but Huan Yin's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously after hearing this voice.

He had never heard such a beautiful voice. It was as if as soon as the woman in the hall opened her mouth, all the sounds in the world suddenly stopped, for fear of interrupting the beautiful voice.

Huan Yin even felt that the voice did not come from the human mouth at all, but the voice of a fairy, as if Fairy Piaopiao above the nine heavens was speaking to him.

After standing for a while, Huan Yin realized that he seemed to have lost his temper. He bowed to the woman in the pavilion again and walked into the hall.

"What's wrong with you?" Huan Yin felt a little confused. He kept reminding himself that he shouldn't be the way he is now.

After seeing Huan Yin walking into the hall, the woman behind the bead curtain spoke again: "Senior Brother Huan, can you answer my two questions, Junior Sister?"

The gentle and melodious voice like water sounded again, making Huan Yin feel like he was in a trance again. However, Huan Yin clearly remembered that Xue Xin said that there were only three problems with the Qin Pavilion Master. Why are there two now?

"Pavilion Master, please tell me." Huan Yin said without thinking any more.

"First question, is Senior Brother Huan missing both souls in heaven and earth?" The master of the Qin Pavilion asked Huan Yin her first question.

Huan Yin has realized that this first question is actually not one of the three questions mentioned by Xue Xin at all, but the most basic requirement of Qin Ge to recruit mortals. It seemed that this request was extremely important to the master of Qin Pavilion, so she wanted to verify it.

Huan Yin was silent, because his ability to cultivate immortality without the souls of heaven and earth was his biggest secret. If he revealed this secret, it would be very difficult to hide the existence of the "Infinite Sutra".

After waiting for a while, the master of the Qin Pavilion obviously saw Huan Yin's scruples. She said at the right time: "Junior sister, I swear by my Taoist oath that I will never reveal what my senior brother said today to a third person. I won’t delve deeper into the original issue even if I say half a sentence. Otherwise, I will die.”

Huan Yin could feel that the master of the Qin Pavilion really wanted to know the answer to that question, but Huan Yin still couldn't find a reason to answer the question.

"Since senior brother has walked into my palace, you and I are destined, why not follow the fate?" The voice of the master of the Qin Pavilion rang again.

Now Huan Yin felt that the atmosphere of his conversation with the master of Qin Pavilion was getting more and more strange. He and the master of the Qin Pavilion seemed to respect each other as guests, and they didn't even test each other with their spiritual senses. When they met for the first time, they were discussing Huan Yin's biggest secret, and the master of the Qin Pavilion even made an oath.

Huan Yin sighed slightly and said, "To be honest with you, Pavilion Master, Huan Yin does only have a life soul." Huan Yin finally answered, and he didn't know why he made such a choice.

There was another long silence, and Huan Yin could feel that the master of the Qin Pavilion was looking at him. However, she never used her spiritual consciousness, but always looked with her eyes like a mortal, even if she couldn't see clearly through the bead curtain.

"Senior Brother Huan, there is one last question left." The voice of the master of the Qin Pavilion was a little faint. There were too many complex emotions in this voice, including sadness, expectation, and trembling excitement, etc. etc.

"Excuse me, Pavilion Master." Huan Yin knew that the question this time was the real third question.

"The third question..." The voice of the Qin Pavilion Master paused here, as if she was constantly adjusting her current emotions.

"Here and now, Brother Huan, what do you want most?" Finally, the question was spoken by the master of the Qin Pavilion in an extremely beautiful voice, and reached Huan Yin's ears.

"Buzz!" The moment Huan Yin heard this question, there were strange sounds in his head, making him suddenly lose his mind and himself at this moment.

Huan Yin's expression changed, and the literary aura on his body suddenly shrank, as if he had never had that aura before. But now, a new aura gradually emerged from his body, one that was majestic and domineering, like an emperor!

At the same time, the heroic aura between Huan Yin's brows that had existed since his birth exploded at this moment, making the imperial aura in him even more obvious, as if he had been an emperor since birth, a born emperor. !

At the moment when Huanyin's aura suddenly changed, the owner of the Qin Pavilion behind the beaded curtain stood up immediately, with an expression of disbelief on her face, and her body began to tremble slightly.

"If you can play a piece of music for me, it would be wonderful." This voice was steady and loud, and full of majesty. It came from Huanyin's mouth, and it seemed to be his answer to the third question of the owner of Qin Pavilion.

However, if Huanyin had not lost his mind, I am afraid that after hearing his answer just now, he would not believe that such words were said by himself. Because that sentence, except for the voice, the tone and accent were completely not his style.

The next moment, the imperial aura on Huanyin began to fade gradually, and his eyes gradually became clear.

"What happened to me just now?" The literary Huanyin came back again, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was restrained, although it was still so compelling.

Just when Huan Yin felt extremely puzzled and didn't know why he had lost his mind just now, the voice of the Pavilion Master of Qin Pavilion rang out: "Brother Huan, can you please move to the inside of the bead curtain?"

The Pavilion Master of Qin Pavilion was still standing, and her voice had obvious emotional fluctuations, that was excitement, even if she was always gentle, she couldn't cover up such excitement.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you." Huan Yin looked at the woman who stood up behind the bead curtain at some point, responded politely, then he approached the bead curtain and opened it with his hand.

At this moment, he saw her, and she saw him.

As if time had completely stopped, Huan Yin and the woman opposite him just stood quietly, staring at each other. It was as if they had reunited after thousands of years of separation. At this moment, there was no room for anything else in their eyes, only each other.

What kind of feeling is this, and what kind of emotion is this?

Why does this scene make people feel so familiar, so heart-wrenching?

It doesn't matter, why is it, and what is it? How about just staring at her forever?

"Brother Yin!" Suddenly, a voice rang in Huan Yin's mind. It was Lan Yu calling him. He was startled and immediately came out of the strange state just now. His eyes regained color again and he really noticed the appearance of the woman in front of him.

Huan Yin didn't know what words to use to describe the beauty of the woman in front of him. Lan Yu couldn't compare to her, absolutely couldn't compare. If Lan Yu stood with her, I'm afraid no one would notice Lan Yu's existence at all, because she was so beautiful. Where she was, any other existence could no longer be called beautiful.

"Among the women in this world, she is probably the most beautiful. No, there is probably no one in the Three Realms who has such a flawless appearance as hers." Huan Yin's heart beat very fast. He felt that he must have been attracted by the appearance in front of him just now, so he lost his mind.

The eyes of the Pavilion Master of Qin Pavilion also softened. She bowed to Huan Yin and said, "My daughter Ruan Shushu is here to meet Senior Brother Huan."

Her voice was very soft, and she was even softer. As the head of a pavilion in Ziyin Sect, she actually called herself "my daughter" in front of Huan Yin, and took the initiative to greet Huan Yin.

Huan Yin quickly reacted, and he also bowed to the Pavilion Master of Qin Pavilion with a fist and said respectfully, "It turns out to be Pavilion Master Ruan. I'm sorry for being so presumptuous today."

"Senior Brother Huan, just call me Shushu." The Pavilion Master of Qin Pavilion showed Huan Yin a heart-touching smile, which made Huan Yin feel that the surroundings suddenly darkened.

Then, before Huan Yin could say anything else, she sat down again, put her hands on the zither, and said, "Brother Huan, please sit down. Just now, Brother Huan said he wanted to listen to the zither, so Shushu will play a piece for him."

Huan Yin didn't remember saying he wanted to listen to a piece of zither, but since the owner of the zither pavilion invited him to listen to the zither, he naturally had to appreciate the courtesy and sat down in the hall.

The zither music that had often lingered in his ears in the past two years rang again. Huan Yin listened to the melody that always intoxicated him in a trance, and his heart became more and more nervous. He didn't even dare to look up at the face of the owner of the zither pavilion, because he was afraid that he would lose his mind again.

This time, the zither music was more beautiful than any other time, because the person playing the zither this time was not sad.