The monk is dressed in white, with a bald head and a bright thief, and the ring scar is obvious, who is not the Zhen Zidemon who boiled wine to the moon?

Zhen Zidemon said: "Of course I came to you to have something good for you!"

As he spoke, he took down the long package on his back and opened it, revealing a piano inside. He pointed to the piano www.biquge.info and said, "I'll show you a baby!"

Yan Qingrui sneered: "It's just a piano!" Although it seems that the material of the piano is of the highest quality, the timbre must be good, and there is a dark red spot at the end of the piano, like plum blossoms, as if the sky is generated.

But she really doesn't care about a piano.

Zhen Zidemon said as if offering a treasure: "This is that you have no vision, how can I show you an ordinary piano?" Of course, it is an extraordinary piano, an extraordinary piano, and moreover, it is a super powerful and magical piano. ”

Yan Qingrui said: "What's so magical?"

Zhen Zidemon stretched out his hand and stroked the strings, looking at his technique, even if it was not a fairy sound like flowing water, at least it was pleasant and moving.

But what was surprising was that Zhen Zidemon's hand was stroked up, and then withdrawn, the strings were moving, but there was no sound.

Yan Qingrui smiled dumbly and said, "Silent piano, you want to give me a dumb piano?"

Zhen Zidemon's eyes widened, and he said with an unacceptable expression: "Who said I was going to give it to you, how can you be so greedy?

Yan Qingrui: "......"

It was he who said that he had something good for her, and now he said as if she were going to covet one of his broken pianos.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Then what are you doing with it?"

Zhen Zidemon looked at her and said inducingly: "Don't you think this qin is very familiar?"

The corners of Yan Qingrui's mouth twitched slightly, she was familiar with a ghost, she had seen it for the first time.

Zhen Zidemon looked at her expression, suddenly patted his bald head, and said, "The poor monk forgot, this matter has great meaning, and the secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Yan Qingrui said speechlessly: "Zhen Zidemon, what are you crazy about with a dumb piano? Now that you have seen the piano, you are not ready to give it to me, can you go?"

Zhen Zidemon shook his head again and again, shaking like a rattle, only to see a bald head swaying, shining like a light moving rapidly.

Yan Qingrui was speechless and said, "Then what do you want?"

Zhen Zidemon said: "I'll tell you a story!"

At this time, Jade brought the tea. Zhen Zidemon took a sip, smashed his mouth, and complained: "What kind of broken tea are you, it's hard to drink, it's like a rotten leaf that has been aged for seventeen or eighteen years!"

Seeing that Yan Qingrui's expression was wrong, he instantly changed his words: "Although it looks like rotten leaves, it is rare to be able to rot like this." ”

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Fortunately, the jade has retreated at this moment, otherwise, I would have to roll my eyes a few more times after hearing it.

Zhen Zidemon put down the teacup and said, "Let's stop talking about tea, let's talk about stories!" It's been ten years since the poor monk got this piano. Do you know why this piano is mute? Actually, this piano is not mute, it is just cursed!"

Yan Qingrui rolled her eyes, even if she was crossing over, it didn't mean that she would accept these messy things, curses?

Zhen Zidemon said: "Don't believe it, ten years ago, this piano really sounded like heaven and sound like fairy music, but that day, when the poor monk You Fang arrived in the capital, he happened to meet the Chinese book to order Su Junqing to be beheaded by the emperor. ”