Sure enough, as Mi Taishou said, only half a day has passed, hundreds of two-star qinists have come to the sky above Shouchun City, most of these qinists are composed of Xiaoxiang Sect, and the Lingnan Sect, which is also the southern qin sect, also has a small number of qinists involved, and hundreds of two-star qinists hovered over Shouchun, as if a sky net was set up for Shouchun, so that those foreign qinists and people who were still trembling ate ate a reassuring pill.

Two-star qin masters are a group of extremely heavy backbones for every sect, and the dispatch of so many two-star qin masters by Xiaoxiang Sect at one time shows its fancy for this two-star conference.

In a relatively reassuring public security environment, two days passed quickly, and Ye Xianglun finally adjusted himself to the best state today.

Although the murderer has not yet been found in the Shouchun street murder case that everyone is concerned about, there is a more important thing in Shouchun City that makes people forget their curiosity about the murder for the time being, that is, Shouchun's two-star note conference.

According to Si Tianjian's calculations, today's unitary time, two star notes will fall from the sky.

Although there are still five or six hours before the time of the note landing, the people in Shouchun can't wait to see this grand event, especially the violinists from all parties who are participating in the election this time, and they walk on the streets of Shouchun with the guqin on their backs early in the morning, for fear that the early landing of the note will make them miss the opportunity to participate in the election.

Driven by this high mood, Ye Xianglun decided to set foot on the streets, anyway, even if someone really wanted to be unfavorable to him, he would not choose to do it today.

The three of them walked into the street and found that the originally bustling alleys are more like bazaars today, and not only can you see folk crafts with stalls everywhere on both sides of the road, but even some opera shows are also on the streets today.

"Good ——"

A monkey artist drew cheers as he guided the monkey along his back and arms to pick a bunch of bananas hung high above his head on a bamboo pole.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

A boy of seven or eight years old under the musician nodded his head in thanks while receiving the rewards from everyone on the tray.

"In the past few days in Shouchun, it's the first time I've seen such a lively scene!" casually rewarded this music artist, Ye Xianglun seemed to be returning to the temple fair in his hometown, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

"This should be the most prosperous day in Shouchun City, after today, this place should soon return to its original appearance!" Ye Chen looked at the violinists rubbing shoulders on the street, and sighed.

Crowded all the way, when the three of them met again, they each held a large handful of various snacks in their hands, and the three of them met each other and began to share the food in their hands.

Walking along the dazzling alleys, the three of them ate, drank and played all over the place, and when they reached the end of the alley, the fragrance of tea wafting from a teahouse attracted the three of them.

"It's fragrant tea, I didn't expect such a small street to have such high-quality tea, Mr. Ye, why don't you go in and sit down?"

"Good!"

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Ye Xianglun readily agreed.

Walking into the teahouse, what catches your eye is the peach wood tea table full of guests, ten tea tables in the shape of vines are placed in two rows on the left and right, filling the spacious teahouse full, each tea table is less than two or three people, more than seven or eight people, Ye Xianglun and others walked in, found that there was no free space, and when they were about to turn away, the teahouse Xiao Er came over warmly and greeted:

"The three distinguished guests must be the violinists who have come to participate in this note conference, right?

As he spoke, the shopkeeper pulled the three of them to a small tea table.

"After all, it's still the violinist who has a unique vision, and the tea in the small shop is all high-quality craftsmanship, and there are not so many people patronizing it before the note conference!"

The shopkeeper touted while wiping the tables and chairs for the three of them, and after sitting down, Ye Xianglun found that the customers in the hall were indeed all luthiers with guqin on their backs, so he was not stunned.

"Do the three of you drink green tea or green tea?" After seeing the three of them seated, Xiao Er hurriedly beckoned the three of them to order tea.

Since Ye Xianglun's hometown tea is green tea, he ordered a hand of green tea, and after the tea was finished, Ye Chen praised it after tasting it.

"Mr. is a person who understands tea when he hears it, although this green tea is produced in the north, it has the charm of tea in the south, and the people in the north don't understand the tea ceremony, and sell piles of green tea to the south cheaply, which is really a tyrannical thing!"

"Fart!" The tea ceremony book is produced in the north, and after you southern merchants came to the south, you thought you had learned very little, and then you took the tea ceremony for yourself, which is ridiculous!" said one of the pianists at the next table with anger when he heard this.

"I don't want to talk to you rough people in the northern country, you rough people won't understand these things like the tea ceremony!" The pianist at Ye Xianglun's table glanced at the person who answered, and saw that the person was full of beard and rudeness, so he continued to drink tea with a disdainful face.

"Hmph, the southern qin master is really arrogant, who doesn't know that in the past few years, even the Xiaoxiang sect, the head of all the sects, has gradually declined, I really don't know what you southern qin masters are proud of!" A man with a folding fan and a gentleman's face next to the bearded man replied when he saw this.

"The Xiaoxiang Sect alone has as many as tens of thousands of youth training disciples, how can it be said that it is in decline? What's more, the southern country is vast and rich, and there is not only one Xiaoxiang sect, but the small sects in the southern country have blossomed over the years to cause the Xiaoxiang Sect to divert talents, and the prosperity of the Southern Qin Sect will never be comparable to the northern country!" Seeing that another pianist answered, another pianist at the same table as Ye Xianglun said proudly.

"In the southern country, in addition to the few old people of the Xiaoxiang Sect who have joined the Qinist Association, how many other piano masters are still good at it? Even the Qinist Association is located in the northern country, I really don't understand what else you have to argue!" Speaking of this, on the other tea table, it must also be the tea guest of the northern qinist.

"Hahahahaha————"

The words of the violinist drew a burst of laughter from the northern luthier in the teahouse.

"Your Excellency must also be the northern pianist who came to compete for the two-star note, why don't you all sit in the north and south, how about you compare and compare?" The man heard that the north and south violinists in the teahouse were about half, so he proposed in a loud voice.

"Okay, I'm afraid that you and I will be my grandson!" said the bearded luthier who was the first to pick the head.

"Then it's up to me to teach Your Excellency's piano skills!" the pianist on Ye Xianglun's table got up and said.

"I don't know, do you want to compare your piano skills with Lao Tzu, or do you want to compare your cultivation?" Seeing this, the bearded man took off the guqin and said in a rough voice.

"Dog butcher, clean your mouth for me!" the luthier at the same table scolded when he heard the foul language of the other party.

"Hahahaha, so to speak, it's going to be hard, go, fight with me on the roof!" The bearded man picked up the guqin and strode out of the door.

"Zheng—"

The strings were plucked, and a sharp note of energy mixed with the sound of the wind shot towards the bearded man, and before the big man had time to react, the long beard under his jaw was cut off by this energy.

"Hahahaha, my mouth finally looks clean!" said the luthier sneered as he stroked his long sideburns.

"Little cub, look for death!" Seeing that his long beard was cut off, the bearded man quickly plucked the strings and mobilized the energy of the notes to attack the pianist at Ye Xianglun's table.

Seeing this, the luthier sat firmly on the rattan chair and drove the piano to resist.

"Boom-"

The notes of the two sides collided, and a shocking explosion sounded in the teahouse.

"Two ancestors, don't fight, it's all because the kid didn't greet you well, I'll kowtow to you to make amends!"

Xiao Er, who walked out of the tearoom after hearing the sound, saw that the purlins on the floor of the teahouse were broken, and hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded.

"Spineless fellow, kowtow to this butcher! What a shame on our southern country!"

Seeing the timid appearance of Xiao Er in the teahouse, a Nanguo luthier closest to Xiao Er raised his palm angrily and wanted to hit Xiao Er who "damaged the face of Nanguo".

"Zheng—"

At the sound of the piano, a tea bowl on the tea table flew towards the man's palm under the impact of the power of the notes.

"Smack!"

The lid of the tea bowl sounded softly, and the tea bowl fell into the pianist's palm impartially, and the force of the palm falling was offset by the trend, but it turned out that Ye Xianglun was not used to it, and manipulated the guqin on the same table, driving the power of the notes to hit the tea bowl.

"Drink tea, drink tea, can you not be so disappointing! I didn't expect that a cup of tea in Ququ can also cause such a big fight, if you really have backbone, you can compete in the note conference!" Ye Xianglun sat on the rattan chair and sneered at the pianists from both the north and the south, "Ye Chen, let's go, it's really a group of boring people!"

After speaking, the three of them got up and walked out of the teahouse, and for a while, all the violinists in the teahouse were there.

"Who is this man who has such a precise grasp of the power of the notes at such a young age?"

"Could he be...... Ye Xianglun, right?"

"What! Ye Xianglun, who fought alone against the seventeen disciples of the Qin Sect?"

After Ye Xianglun and the others left, everyone in the teahouse was shocked and discussed.

"The pianists who participated in the two-star note conference, hurry up to Mingtang to get together!"

The violinists, who were making noise in the teahouse, were shocked when they suddenly heard the sound waves of the two-star violinists from high in the sky.

"What? The two-star note is already showing signs of landing!"

The violinists ran out of the teahouse, looked up at the sky, and found a golden halo above the sky, like a golden hoop, firmly buckled in the sky above Shouchun City, and the sky above Shouchun also changed suddenly, which was the precursor to the landing of the note.