Wanhua raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingquan, and said softly: "Play with this piano, the deity wants to listen to "Yangchun White Snow". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lin Qingquan stepped forward in response, picked up the guqin that said it was Huangquan, until she hugged it in her hand, she felt the difference between the two pianos, although the appearance is exactly the same, but the Huangquan of Huangquan does not have her Biluo kind of evil spirit, just like twins, although they look very similar, but one is warm as spring, and the other is cold as winter.

Although the temperament is different, the sound quality of the two pianos is exactly the same, and it is also a sharp weapon that can kill people, and of course, it can also amplify the peace in the music several times.

"Yangchun White Snow" is even more distant under the interpretation of Huangquan Guqin, the hall is so comfortable that people are drowsy, the maids at the door have already dozed off, Lin Qingquan quietly looked up, but saw that Wanhua closed her eyes, put her hands on the armrests, and leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, looking as if she was asleep.

After playing the song, Wu Hua still didn't react, Lin Qingquan had to repeat it, and said in a deep voice in the blood dome: "Play "Spring Back to the Earth". ”

Lin Qingquan was stunned, gritted his teeth, followed the instructions of the crosshair, and played "Spring Returns to the Earth".

As soon as the sound changed, Wu Hua's eyes opened suddenly, and she looked at Lin Qingquan several times, the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and Lin Qingquan was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out on her back, and she secretly scolded her for hurting her.

Fortunately, after a while, the sound of the piano moved the evil stars above, and the climate in the hall warmed up, and the girl closed her eyes again, her body was more relaxed, and her fingers were still knocking on the armrest with the sound of the piano.

Lin Qingquan sighed lightly and finished playing the song.

"Look at the flowers in the flower garden, they are all blooming!"

"And the birds, too, have flown over!"

The surprised voices of the maids sounded outside, and Lin Qingquan didn't raise his eyelids, like an old monk in a fixed place, waiting for the guy above to speak.

Wanhua slowly opened her eyes, looked at Lin Qingquan meaningfully, and asked, "What's the name of this song?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the name "Spring Returns to the Earth", is made by the slave elders before they die, and the slave and maid feel that it is okay after tidying it up in the past few days, so they want to play it to the emperor."

The woman in the blood dome snorted uncontrollably, reached out and picked a spirit fruit and gnawed it, the blue bird next to it looked at the owner's mouth with a blank eye, it also wanted to eat, but the big tree was so fierce that it didn't even give it a grass to eat.

Wanhua's expression was stunned, and a voice seemed to sound in her head:

"In the future, I will compose a tune so that the flowers will bloom and the birds will dance, and I will definitely like it."

"Then I'll name this song *** Back to the Earth", this song was composed by the two of us together."

Wu Hua's face changed drastically, and she asked, "What is your elder's name?" What does it look like? ”

There was eagerness in his voice, especially anxious, as if he wanted to determine something, Lin Qingquan thought about it, and said deliberately: "The elder's name is Sima Xiangru, he looks very beautiful, more beautiful than a woman, and he likes white clothes the most, but it's a pity that the sky is jealous, and the elder died young." ”

Wanhua was even more anxious and asked, "Do you have any other tunes for this elder?" ”

Lin Qingquan blinked and nodded, "Yes, it's just that this elder doesn't allow me to show these curved bullets to outsiders." ”

"What tune?" Jie Hua asked urgently.

Lin Qingquan's face showed embarrassment, Wanhua's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly, Lin Qingquan pretended to be afraid, and said in a panic: "There are many songs, and the slave and maid can't say it for a while, but one of them is the elder's favorite play, called "Feitian". ”

"Flying Heaven?" Wu Hua's body stiffened, muttered to himself for a long time, and then ordered Lin Qingquan to play this song again.

Lin Qingquan responded and began to play, this song "Flying Sky" is his favorite according to Grace, and it may also be Grace Hua's favorite to listen to, she played it very seriously.

"What are you doing? Why do you have to make your own decisions? "She was angry and roared loudly, this hateful woman had exposed his existence like this, didn't she think about what the consequences would be?

Lin Qingquan didn't pay attention to him, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

After playing a song in the sky, the face of the head of the head has returned to calm, but there seems to be something more in his eyes, and the eyes looking at Lin Qingquan are also a little strange.

"Who is you, this elder?" Jie Hua asked suddenly.

Lin Qingquan's brain was running rapidly, and he pulled out all the bloody dramas he had watched in his previous life, and then replied carefully: "Actually, this elder has no blood relationship with the slave maid's family, he is the slave's great-great-great-great-...... Great-grandfather picked it up on the mountain, he was seriously injured at the time, and then the injury slowly healed, and he lived in the slave's house, and this elder is very strange, not only beautiful, but also not old, lived for a long time, until the slave came to the fairy world before the immortal died, and the face is still so beautiful. ”

Wanhua frowned painfully, caressed his heart with his left hand, and after a long time, his eyebrows jumped, and his face had a bright color, and asked, "What about the body of your elder?" ”

"It's burned, the elders are dying, and the slave father and mother must burn him clean, and sprinkle the ashes in the river, saying that they will come and go naked." Lin Qingquan opened his eyes and said nonsense, and the love in the blood dome was already so angry that he gnawed on a hundred spirit fruits.

The brightness on Wanhua's face became even more obvious, and she asked with a smile, "Then what do your elders usually tell you?" ”

Lin Qingquan wondered in his heart, why is this guy so happy?

Could it be that he really wants to die in love?

"Yes, the elders of the slave maid often say that brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, hands and feet cannot be broken, but clothes can be discarded, the elders also said that he used to have a very good brother, closer than siblings, but then there was a misunderstanding and separated, there are tens of thousands of years of not seeing each other, but the slave and maid think that his old man must be talking nonsense, how can anyone live tens of thousands of years? Maybe his brother has already been reincarnated and reincarnated, maybe he has become a pig, a dog, a cow or a sheep, and eaten into the belly of a slave and an elder! ”

The first half made Wuhua dance when she heard it, and she was ready to give something to this woman, and she was also an apprentice of love, but when she heard the back half, her face became more stinky than stool, her face was pale, and the hall cooled down again.

"Go down, and I'll give you a reward for this piano, remember, the name of this piano is Biluo." Wanhua said very heavily in Biluo.

Lin Qingquan secretly scolded his mother, these two are sick in the brain, Biluo for a while, and Huangquan for a while, what is the name?

On his face, he said happily: "Emperor Xie gave the qin, and the slave and maid will treat this Biluoqin well." ”

Hurriedly returning to the residence, she dared to ask the concubine: "What is the name of this qin?" How do you and Woo Hua say the same? ”

She said coldly: "Of course, it is called Huangquan, the upper blue falls and the lower Yellow Spring, the blue falls for the yang, and the Yellow Spring is the yin, and the two can also be one, regardless of each other." ”

(To be continued.) )