The old man sat down lightly, and his wrinkled hands were placed on the guzheng on the left and the piano on the right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I closed my eyes, controlled my breathing, and the whole world was silent.

Wu Haotian also sat quietly on the side, ready to listen to the tune.

Suddenly, the old man moved!

Her thin but dexterous fingers flicked on the keyboard of the piano, while her right hand swirled back and forth among the strings of the zither.

"When—" A note popped up.

The sound of the piano came inadvertently, like a gentle breeze undulating. This repeated piano sound, melodious, a kind of rhyme but resonant.

The ancient guzheng and the black and white keys of the West are subtly fused, and even after mixing, Wu Haotian can't tell which note is the guzheng and which note is the piano.

The black and white keys give birth to a variety of beautiful music, while the strings tell a story.

Wu Haotian never imagined that one day he would hear such beautiful music.

Under every note, there is a calm and flexible heart.

The floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the world is wide and far away with the wind.

……

After a long time, the music came to an abrupt end, and the old man's last strumming ended the piece.

But Wu Haotian is still immersed in it, and the charm of music is really incomparable.

"What's the name of this song?" When Wu Haotian woke up from the artistic conception, he asked the old man.

""Blue Waves"!" The old man said.

Although the old man said that he had broken off his earthly thoughts, Wu Haotian felt infinite warmth from the title of this song.

It doesn't matter anymore whether it's broken or not.

Wu Haotian thought that Mu Ning'er was still outside and couldn't stay long, so he said to the old man: "Teach me later, after all, I'm just in consciousness now." Mu Ning'er was still waiting outside. ”

The old man nodded, and then, as if thinking of something, asked, "Are you in my room now?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then I'll help you too, the third calligraphy and painting on the left side of the wall is pushed away, there is a dark grid, there is a jade pendant in the dark grid, you take it, if that kid from the Mu family dares to embarrass you, you show the jade pendant, and tell him that you are the person chosen by my Zheng Yan."

Wu Haotian was overjoyed in his heart, presumably this jade pendant must be extremely precious in the eyes of the Mu family, at least in the eyes of the old man.

Wu Haotian didn't need to guess to know that this kid should be the old man's son.

That is, the current head of the Mu family!

……

Wu Haotian returned from consciousness, opened his eyes, and found that the girl was staring at him, full of doubts.

"Uncle, do you have to pray for 15 minutes?"

That's right!

Fifteen minutes have passed!

Although there was a certain percentage of time elapsing in the space of the Nine Soul Locks, Wu Haotian was immersed in the music for a long time, so much so that a full fifteen minutes passed in reality.

In the past fifteen minutes, Mu Ning'er once thought that this uncle named Wu Tian was asleep.

And it's standing up and falling asleep!

Although she had heard that a martial artist could sleep on her side when she reached a certain level, she had never heard of anyone who could fall asleep standing up.

Wu Haotian scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to explain it for a while.

"Every place has its own customs, and I don't ...... either"

"Wait a minute! Uncle, scratch your head again and show me. ”

Mu Ning'er was about to give the uncle in front of him a step down, when he suddenly found a familiar action that could not be more familiar.

There was a boy in Yucai No. 3 High School back then, every time he scratched his head, his mouth would be pursed, and unlike others, the boy's head went in the opposite direction of normal people, which was reversed.

And just now, at that moment, Mu Ning'er seemed to see familiar movements and expressions on the uncle in front of her.

It's the same as Wu Haotian.

That verve and feel is like the story of Hangzhou that day.

When Wu Haotian heard this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, the woman is really a terrible animal, she must have betrayed herself by her actions just now.

Wu Haotian had no choice but to stretch out his hand and continue to scratch his head, this time he deliberately changed his direction and expression.

"Am I mistaken?" Mu Ning'er muttered quietly.

After all, because of long-term thoughts, I am indeed prone to a trace of hallucinations often, and it is normal to see it wrong.

"The prayer is over, uncle, let's go."

Mu Ning'er obviously gave some eviction orders. After all, the uncle is a stranger, and this is grandma's bedroom.

"Hmm." Wu Haotian nodded, but in his heart he was thinking about how to take that jade pendant, this jade pendant is likely to be the key to whether Mu Ning'er's second wish can be realized!

If you don't take it today, there will really be fewer opportunities in the future, Wu Haotian now clearly feels that there are seven powerful eyes outside the door of the Mu family looking at this side.

Presumably, his appearance has already attracted the attention of some people, not to mention that there are many hidden lines in the Mu family, and it is difficult to step into this place again without using the items of the Nine Souls Store.

Just as the two of them stepped out of the room ten meters, Wu Haotian suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Uncle? Mu Ning'er reacted immediately.

"I lost my amulet." Wu Haotian lied and said without a draft.

"Oh, so what?" Mu Ning'er's beautiful eyes flowed, and she looked at Wu Haotian with interest.

It's as if he can see through everything about Wu Haotian.

"I ...... I'm going to look for it? Wu Haotian felt that Mu Ning'er's eyes made him sweat behind his back, women are creatures with a sixth sense, and their ability to predict is really terrifying.

"Uncle, come with me." Mu Ning'er turned around again and walked to the original room.

Wu Haotian could only reluctantly follow.

Eventually, the door closed.

"Uncle, say it, what are you looking for, don't say anything about the talisman, I'm not a fool, I knew from the moment you came in that you had a plan, I don't know if it's good or evil, I just hope you can confess truthfully." Mu Ning'er crossed her hands on her hips, and her innocent and beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

Wu Haotian knew that it was impossible for him to lie in front of Mu Ning'er, so he said truthfully: "Your grandmother asked me to pick up something." “

A trace of doubt flashed on the girl's arrogant and bewitching face: "My grandmother? Do you know my grandma? “

Mu Ning'er's memory of her grandmother only stayed when she was 8 years old, and now she has a hint of suspicion when she hears that the uncle seems to have been sent by her grandmother.

Grandma and rarely communicate with people, her world is almost only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is unlikely that she will know people from the outside world.

She looked at the face of the man in front of her very meaningfully, wanting to see that the man was lying, but the latter's face was flat and sincere.

He seemed to be telling the truth.

Wu Haotian nodded noncommittally, he really didn't lie about this.

It was Mu Ning'er's grandmother who asked him to take this thing, and he didn't care about other details.

"Then let me ask you, what is my grandmother's name and what does she look like." Mu Ning'er asked.

It was precisely because her grandmother rarely went out that few people outside knew her grandmother's name and appearance, and she believed that this question was enough to distinguish the truth from the falsehood in the man's words.

"Her name is Zheng Yan!" Wu Haotian said truthfully, and also described in detail the appearance of the old man in the soul searching world.

Mu Ning'er was very surprised, and suddenly Lingling's pair of apricot eyes widened.

Same!

The boy didn't just answer by name! Even her appearance is exactly the same as her grandmother!

Who the hell is he?

Why did Grandma let him pick up things for the first time in many years?

All the mysteries haunted Mu Ning'er's heart.