Mu Qingqing and Liang Yue also took away their own scrolls, and happily entered their rooms to retreat and cultivate, in addition to paying attention to strength, this thing also has to consider the problem of understanding, even if it is as confident as night, it is inevitable that there will be a little apprehension.

Yuan Mei looked at Wu Liang with blank eyes, compared to the others, there is no doubt that she does not have the slightest basic strength, except for the red Qingluan tattoo on her arm, there is not even anything that can prove her identity.

However, Wu Liang obviously didn't care, and took out another safe from the box behind him, the same three combination locks, with cyan scrolls inside, which looked full of a simple and atmospheric feeling.

There are eight scrolls in turn from top to bottom, Yuan Mei can clearly feel that there is one in it that belongs to her, as if there is a thought in the dark, urging her to make her own choice, Wu Liang looked at her and let go of her body.

After a slight hesitation, Yuan Mei firmly stretched out her palm, and the cyan scroll on the right side of the first row fell into her hand, and that feeling disappeared in an instant, and the moment she got it in her hand, she knew that the choice she had made was correct.

Carefully closing the safe, Wu Liang put them back in the room, hidden in the safe behind the wall, and continuously put on the fingerprints, faces, pupils, numbers, and voice five passwords, before he was relieved.

Looking at the lifelike image in his hand, it was a Qingluan bird on it, as for what mystery was inside, even Wu Liang had no right to see it, only the inheritors of each generation were qualified to know what it meant.

So Wu Liang didn't ask, and motioned her to go to her room to look at it, this kind of thing is not something that can be understood in a moment, and it is estimated that it will take a long time.

In addition to Wu Liang, there is only Yan Ruyu left in the living room, compared with two years ago, the girl's dusty breath is more fresh, and when facing her, people can feel calm, maybe the ancient saint is like this, Wu Liang couldn't help but think crookedly.

For what happened in front of him, Yan Ruyu didn't seem to see it, and she didn't even have any curiosity, she just silently watched them happily finish dividing things, and then ran into the room in a hurry, even if there was no hint of wanting to find out in her eyes.

At this time, when Wu Liang's eyes fell on her, he put down his head a little shyly, and slightly fluctuated his strings a few times, Wu Liang instantly sobered up, smiled wryly, and then picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip, hide his embarrassment, and put it to his mouth only to find that there was not even a drop of water in the teacup.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but smile, moved Lianbu over lightly, picked up the teapot on the table, poured half a cup of tea for Wu Liang, and the atmosphere between the two sides instantly calmed down, and said something about her father, as well as her life recently.

Although her father is over 50 years old, but after he recovered from his illness, he has devoted himself to work again, as a famous master of Chinese Chinese studies, with a large number of titles, even the top few national leaders, have met with him more than once.

In the past two years, I have basically been conducting Chinese culture education and research at Beijing University, and of course, I will come to Z University from time to time to take classes, and by the way, I will look at my daughter, Yan Ruyu dislikes the officialdom of the capital is too strict, so I don't want to go anyway.

"If you had to choose the city you lived, where would you go?" Wu Liang couldn't help but ask.

"Bingzhou, or Dunhuang" Yan Ruyu gave Wu Liang an answer that Wu Liang couldn't understand anyway, in his opinion, she should really move the lotus step on the broken bridge of the West Lake, hold an oil-paper umbrella, dump Leifeng Pagoda, or the Jiangnan Water Town, Pan Yiye Xiaozhou, Guzheng Pipa and Ming.

Looking at Wu Liang's face full of puzzles and questions, Yan Ruyu smiled and gave her own answer: "I'll first go and see the places where the iron and blood of the ancestors were cast, what kind of land did the years of the Jin Ge Iron Horse roar by?" When she said this, Yan Ruyu's eyes were extraordinarily bright, in fact, she had never left Yu Province for more than 20 years.

Wu Liang fell silent in an instant, it turns out that the goddess also has this kind of influence worship, he still thinks that the girls now like the little fresh meat type, the kind of men who are becoming more and more strict with their motherhood, it seems that their ideas are a little biased.

"If you have time, I'll take you to see it!" After thinking about it, Wu Liang raised his head and said flatly, but the eldest husband was full of words.

Nodding slightly, there was no surprise on Yan Ruyu's face, as if this qiē was taken for granted, he put his guqin on the coffee table, and sat opposite Wu Liang, with white jade-like fingers plucking the strings, making people worry about whether those strings would cut their fingers.

The sound of the piano that comes to mind is not like the quiet dingdong at the beginning, but it seems to be calm and dignified, like a majestic picture scroll in front of you, slowly spreading out, sometimes like the wind sweeping the desert, flying sand all over the sky, sometimes like Jin Ge Iron Horse, the two armies face each other, there is no feeling of loose birdsong and Tan Shenshui dingdong, and then look at the moment with a radiant and boundless confidence between the eyebrows Yan Ruyu, where there is still that quiet and elegant appearance.

Slowly closed his eyes, and there was a fierce sound of the piano in his ears, which brought Wu Liang into the battlefield where the horse leather shrouded and the rest of the battle was fought in an instant, and I don't know how long the time passed, and a few clanging sounds in an instant, like the order of Mingjin to withdraw the troops, the entire battlefield was instantly quiet, and there was a death-like silence, no wind, no voice, as if even the heavens and the earth were dead.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Yan Ruyu had regained his original appearance, sat quietly on the sofa, watched Wu Liang wake up, hurriedly looked at his face to other places, touched his back, and his hands were wet with sweat.

Even the clothes on his body were soaked, and he quickly rushed into the bathroom, cleaning up his image, Yan Ruyu looked at the place where Wu Liang was sitting, there was residual sweat on the sofa, and there were all the thoughts in his heart, it seemed that he could still do something.

Letting the cold water pour on his body, Wu Liang's heart was full of horror, of course he knew what Yan Ruyu's performance just now represented, after devoting himself wholeheartedly, he had a huge appeal to other people, and he was able to use his piano sound to influence other people, just like the scene just now, of course he knew why he was sweating, that is, he was frightened by the silence of death after the war.

Is this kind of piano skill innate, or is it cultivated, then her teacher is simply too terrifying, stabilized her mind, Wu Liang sat on the ground in the bathroom, ready to mobilize righteousness to calm down.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes strangely, and then his face was full of surprise, Nima, he actually broke through to the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, and countless people can't cross the threshold in their lifetime, and they actually stepped through it after listening to the piano, when is it so simple to break through the level of the third or fourth layer!

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