I opened my backpack to find some clothes and casually asked, "How long has it been since we last saw Lin Lingxiao? I remember I haven't seen him since the battle at Tiewa Temple!"

Lin Zhao said, "That's right! After that, Lin Lingxiao was chased away by Nie Xiaochun and never dared to show his face again!"

I put on my clothes and said, "Why do you think Xiaochun dislikes Lin Lingxiao so much?"

"Xiaochun, that girl, is usually a bit of a troublemaker, but she's never muddled when it comes to important matters. She does things based on principle, not personal feelings. Why is she so disapproving of Lin Lingxiao?"

Ye Yang said, "I wouldn't say she disapproves of him! Didn't she risk her life to protect Lin Lingxiao at Tiewa Temple?"

Lin Zhao said, "I always feel like there's something else going on between Lin Lingxiao and Nie Xiaochun."

"It seems like Lin Lingxiao remembers Nie Xiaochun, but Nie Xiaochun doesn't remember Lin Lingxiao!"

"Do you think they might have known each other in a past life?"

I stood up after putting on my pants and said, "We really need to ask Lin Lingxiao about this later. That guy is like a ghost all day long, guarding outside Liangjie Hall, waiting for Nie Xiaochun. It's just not right!"

As I was speaking, the zither music in the village suddenly changed, and the killing intent in the music surged through the night sky.

At the same time, I also faintly heard the sound of fists and palms colliding.

Lin Lingxiao was fighting someone.

Martial arts experts who use the zither can free up one hand to fight while playing, and the zither music continues. Some experts can even hold the zither with one hand, pluck the strings, and fight with their legs.

However, when this happens, it means the zither player has been forced into close combat and is in a critical situation.

I got up and said, "I'll go take a look!"

"Don't go!" Ye Yang stopped me. "Lin Lingxiao is fighting desperately. Now his zither music doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. As long as you step into the range of the music, you'll become his target. Going there won't help, you'll only get yourself into trouble."

"Wait a moment, Lin Lingxiao isn't that easy to kill!"

Lin Zhao also said, "Don't worry, Lin Lingxiao hasn't used his real special skill yet!"

"Do you know what his master, Guan Tianya's, most powerful skill is? It's the Yuanhun Qu (Song of the Unjust Souls)."

"Guan Tianya's instrument is a ghost, and his Yuanhun Qu is a song sung by ghosts. Once the Yuanhun Qu is activated, everything within three miles will be destroyed."

"Lin Lingxiao hasn't used the Yuanhun Qu, which means he hasn't been pushed to the end of his rope!"

I asked casually, "Is the Yuanhun Qu sung by one ghost or a group of ghosts? Do you think Nie Xiaochun might be Guan Tianya's instrument who ran away?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Zhao said, "Guan Tianya is not someone to be trifled with. If Nie Xiaochun were really his instrument spirit, he would have already attacked Liangjie Hall."

As we were talking, Lin Lingxiao's zither music gradually came to an end, and he followed.

At this time, Lin Lingxiao's face was unusually pale, and he was covered in blood. He even staggered a bit as he walked, as if he had been seriously injured in the battle just now.

Just as I was about to go over and speak, Lin Lingxiao sat down directly, reattached the broken string, and began to play the zither with both hands.

Lin Lingxiao's expression was very focused, and tears were streaming down his face, as if he was completely immersed in the world of music. But I couldn't hear a single note.

Could it be that I suddenly went deaf?

I looked at Lin Lingxiao for a long time before transmitting my voice, "Can you hear the zither music? Why can't I hear anything?"

Ye Yang was also shaking his head slightly, "I can't hear anything either."

Lin Zhao cried, "This is the Tianqin Xinyin (Heavenly Zither Heart Sound), the highest realm of a zither player."

"Qin Xin told me that a zither player can transmit music to the listener's heart. Even if the listener is standing in the midst of thousands of troops, they can clearly hear his zither music, while others can only see him playing the zither."

"Tianqin Xinyin, heart to heart!"

"Legend has it that the original Tianqin Xinyin was only composed once in a lifetime, and only for one person. That is to say, once the song is played, it becomes a final performance, and no one other than the composer and the listener can hear the song."

"Later, the Tianqin Xinyin changed, but only a lifelong lover could hear his song."

"Tianqin Xinyin has become a symbol of the zither player and his beloved. When one cannot devote a lifetime of love to one person, they cannot activate the secret art of Tianqin Xinyin."

After listening, I directly said, "Isn't this just being too idle? You spend all your effort to make a song, just for one person to listen to? And after listening, no one else knows. Is that song called 'Intimate Whispers'? It's too embarrassing to say it out loud?"

Lin Zhao was so angry that smoke was coming out of his ears, "Are you a reincarnated monk? Do you know what romance is?"

"No! Even a monk isn't as clueless as you!"

Ye Yang said with a blank expression, "He only knows how to be a playboy, not what romance is!"

"You two!" I really didn't know what to say, "So the romance you're talking about is sneaking around with affection, and no one else knows, right?"

"I can do that too!"

"How about we find a place with no one around to chat!"

"Pah—" I almost got spat on by Lin Zhao.