In the early morning of Xingyuan Valley, the clouds and mist were shrouded, as if a light veil was gently covering the valley. Ling Shuanghua stood outside the house, carrying a basket of collected dew mushrooms in her hand, ready to go to the village to exchange some daily necessities. Her mood was unusually peaceful, and the horror of the previous night seemed to have been replaced by the peaceful atmosphere of a new day.
However, the atmosphere in the village is different from usual. A tense atmosphere filled the air, and the villagers gathered and whispered. Ling Shuanghua approached and only heard one news: an outsider sneaked into the valley last night, intending to steal the legendary Xingyuanqin.
Shocked in his heart, Ling Shuanghua couldn't help but recall the figure that suddenly appeared last night. Could it be that he is the "outsider"? Her heart was full of doubts, but more than that, there was a trace of unspeakable worry.
At this moment, a figure came from outside the village, it was Mo Wuxian who came to the rescue last night. His gaze swept over the gathered villagers, and finally landed on Ling Shuanghua. The two looked at each other, and many words seemed to become unspoken.
"Miss Shuanghua, do you remember what happened last night?" Mo Wuxian got straight to the point, and his voice was low.
Ling Shuanghua nodded, her eyes inquiring, "Who are you, why are you here?"
"I'm a passerby, and what happened last night was just instinct. Mo Wuxian didn't reveal much, and instead said, "But now it seems that the matter involved in this guqin is far more complicated than I imagined." ”
As they spoke, they were interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps. A villager came running out of breath with a panic on his face: "Oh no! They seem to have come looking for the guqin!"
The news was like a bolt from the blue, dropping a bombshell in the calm village. The villagers panicked and didn't know what to do. Ling Shuanghua and Mo Wuxian glanced at each other, and they both saw the firmness in each other's eyes.
"It seems that we have to work together to deal with this crisis. Mo Wuxian whispered, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
Ling Shuanghua nodded, she knew that it was her responsibility to protect Xing Yuanqin from falling into the hands of evil. The two quickly walked out of the village, ready for the upcoming challenge.
The wind is surging, and a battle for the guqin is about to begin. And in this turmoil, what role will Ling Shuanghua and Mo Wuxian play? and how will they protect the peace of Xingyuan Valley? All of this is unveiled in the second chapter of "Xingyuan Ji".