雾霭沉沉的湖上,一叶轻舟悠悠飘荡,忽然,一阵琴声飘来,哀婉凄绝,如尖刀划破了迷雾。湖边,一位长发飘飘的侠客,听到这琴声仿佛中了魔咒,兀立不动,一条条的血线从耳鼻口中缓缓流下,“扑通”一声,栽入了湖中。随后,琴声戛然而止,小舟隐没在湖中…… Flooded fog on the lake, a long leaf floating boat, suddenly, while the sound of the piano floated, sad Wanqian never, such as sharp knife cut through the fog. Lakeside, a long-haired flounced knight heard this piano seems to spell, standing still, a line of blood flowing slowly from the ear and nose mouth, “thump”, planted in the lake . Subsequently, the piano stopped abruptly, the boat hidden in the lake ......