Li Mu slipped out of the back door of the Yunyan Pavilion with a satisfied expression on his face. He slipped back to his own home.
Although the gathering of grief did not go as smoothly as he had expected, it was not a bad thing for him if he could condense the second Soul Concealing Arrow through the anger.
No matter which soul it was, he would have to condense it sooner or later. He was a single dog. Even if he condensed the Sparrow Shade, it would be useless for now.
Today, he had absorbed quite a bit of anger. It was a pleasant surprise that was worth celebrating. Li Mu was humming the tune of Liang Zhu. He was about to cook two dishes to reward himself when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Li Mu was startled. He thought that it was Liu Hanyan who had leaked his address. Those people from the teahouse who were listening to stories had come to kill him. Looking carefully, he realized that it was only Liu Hanyan.
Li Mu looked at her tentatively and asked, "What's the matter?"
Liu Hanyan quickly walked to his side and asked, "Uncle Shan died of illness. What about Yingtai? What happened to Yingtai?"
Li Mu thought that something big had happened. As he washed the vegetables, he said casually, "When Yingtai was forced to get married, she took a detour to Uncle Shan's grave to pay her respects. Under Yingtai's grief, wind, thunder, and lightning raged. Uncle Shan's grave exploded. Yingtai jumped into the grave. The grave closed, the wind stopped, and the rain stopped. A rainbow hung high in the sky. Two butterflies flew out of the grave and danced in the mortal world …"
Liu Hanyan looked at him in a daze. She said in disbelief, "Yingtai died for love? Uncle Shan didn't come back to life?"
Li Mu glanced at her and said, "Do you think this is one of those ghost stories where people die and come back to life?"
Liu Hanyan said firmly, "No, you have to let Uncle Shan come back to life. Then he and Yingtai can fly together …"
"Haven't they already become butterflies flying together?"
"This is different!"
…
"I won't change it."
Li Mu's attitude was just as firm. There was no room for negotiation.
The reason why Liang Zhu was Liang Zhu and why it could be passed down through the ages was because it was a sad and beautiful tragic love story. If it became a happy ending, would it still be Liang Zhu?
This was an insult to the original story of "The Lovers of Liang" and also an insult to Li Mu.
Liu Hanyan looked at him with her big watery eyes and begged, "Please …"
Li Mu didn't expect her to use a soft approach. He was almost melted by her gaze. He quickly looked away and said, "Even if you look at me like this, I won't change!"
Liu Hanyan retracted her gaze and said angrily, "How can you be so cruel!"
"How can there be so many perfect things in the world?" Li Mu shook his head and said, "Not all love endings can be as beautiful as people expect."
"Are you really not going to change it?"
"No, I won't change a single word."
Liu Hanyan seemed to be angry. Her chest heaved as she left. Li Mu didn't care. Women were emotional. It wasn't strange for her to hope that Liang Zhu would have a happy ending. It would be fine after she calmed down.
He continued to hum a little tune as he thought about whether he should steam the fish or sweet and sour it when he passed by the market earlier. Wanwan seemed to like sweet and sour fish, so sweet and sour it would be fine …
Li Mu was just about to scrape the fish when footsteps came from beside him again.
Liu Hanyan walked back and asked doubtfully, "What tune are you humming? How come I've never heard it before …"
Li Mu said, "Butterfly transformation …"
Liu Hanyan said in surprise, "Butterfly transformation has a tune?"
Li Mu said perfunctorily, "I hummed it myself."
Liu Hanyan said, "Hum it again for me to hear …"
Li Mu said in surprise, "Don't you have to look after the shop?"
"It's my shop. I can go whenever I want." Liu Hanyan sat next to Li Mu and said, "Hurry up and hum a few more words. This tune is a bit interesting …"
Li Mu handed the knife to her and said, "Then help me kill the fish. I still have a chicken to stew."
Other women might be more resistant to these things, but Li Mu knew very well that Liu Hanyan was not a pampered young lady. She was even more skilled than Li Mu when it came to killing fish. After she was done, she cut the fish on both sides, stuffed onions, ginger, and garlic into the belly of the fish, and put it aside to marinate.
Li Mu was not a music major, so he could not remember all the notes of Liangzhu, but he could still hum a long section.
After Liu Hanyan heard it, she looked at Li Mu in surprise and said, "The rhythm of this song is slow and fast, and the tune is changeable. Moreover, it is secretly in line with the story of butterfly transformation. You are definitely not humming it yourself …"
Li Mu shook his head and said indifferently, "If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Liu Hanyan looked at him a few times and then walked out of the courtyard. After a while, Wanwan ran over and saw Li Mu busy in the kitchen with marinated fish. She said happily, "We are eating fish today …"
Li Mu asked, "What flavor do you want to eat? Steamed, boiled, fried, roasted, or sweet and sour?"
The girl thought for a moment and said, "Let's eat steamed. Young Lady likes to eat steamed."
Li Mu steamed the fish into the pot. With Wanwan sitting in front of the stove to light the fire, he went to the courtyard to refine the anger he had absorbed today.
At a certain moment, Li Mu suddenly heard a melodious music.
The familiar melody made Li Mu stunned for a moment. He almost thought that he had returned to his previous life.
The music came from next door. It was Liangzhu's tune. Although it was somewhat different from the original version, just by listening to Li Mu hum a section, he was able to infer the score almost exactly. Liu Hanyan's attainments in music made Li Mu admire Li Mu.
To be able to hear the music he was incomparably familiar with in this unfamiliar world, at this moment, the satisfaction and joy in Li Mu's heart could not be described with words.
Not long after the music stopped, Liu Hanyan walked in again and asked Li Mu, "Is there a complete score for this song?"
"Not at the moment." Li Mu shook his head and said, "Wait until I think of a complete one. I'll let you try to hum it again …"
The Fu-lu that Li Qing gave him last time had lost its effect. He had to find a chance to ask for another one. At that time, he would be able to hum the complete song of Liangzhu.
"I have an idea." Liu Hanyan looked at him and said in a negotiating tone, "In the next few days, we can let them talk more about Butterfly Transformation. If the story of Butterfly Transformation is popular, we can let the bookstore publish it as a book. The music house and theater can also use it as a prototype to compose a song or make it into a play …"
It had to be said that Liu Hanyan was very business-minded. Now, she wanted to turn Liangzhu into an IP and develop the copyright for multiple lines …
Li Mu wanted the seven emotions. Although he did not care about its commercial value, Liu Hanyan's words made him think of a way to collect grief.
Since everyone's grief was directed at Liang Shan Bo and Zhu Ying Tai, Li Mu could not absorb it. But what if he was Liang Shan Bo?
"You can decide for yourself," Li Mu looked at Liu Hanyan and said, "I only have one request."
Liu Hanyan said, "Don't worry, you will be satisfied with the reward …"
Li Mu shook his head and said, "It's not about the money."
Liu Hanyan was confused, "Then what is it?"
Li Mu said seriously, "After the story of Butterfly Transformation is made into a play, I want to act as Liang Shan Bo!"
Liu Hanyan said, "You know how to act?"
Li Mu, "No, but I can learn."
Liu Hanyan shook her head and said, "A quarter of an hour on stage is ten years of work off stage. You can't learn it …"
Li Mu suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, I have a dream of acting since I was young. I just want to stand on the stage of my dreams before I die …"
"Okay, okay …" Liu Hanyan's heart tightened and she quickly said, "Isn't it just acting? I'll let you act …"
… …
Telling a lie often required countless lies to cover it up.
Li Mu himself did not remember when he started to lie in front of Liu Hanyan without blushing and without skipping a beat.
Others treated him with sincerity, but he covered it up. This made Li Mu feel very uncomfortable.
He could only comfort himself that other men lied to girls for their bodies. He used Liu Hanyan's sympathy to condense his soul and save his life. He did not covet her body, nor did he want to cheat her of her money. This could only be regarded as a white lie.
After comforting himself like this, he became more at ease …
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