"Jinse, what do you want?" Fu Huntzhi looked at Jin Se. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I, I want revenge." Jin Niang smiled playfully at Fu Huntzhi, but her face seemed to be very stiff, which made her smile look very strange.

"If you want revenge, kill me. Let all this hatred end with me. Fu Huntzhi closed his eyes.

"It's too cheap to kill you." Jin Niang's voice was hoarse. "All the pain I have suffered will be inflicted on you. How do you know what the hell I've been through. How would you know. "You were laughing when I was struggling in pain, when you married your beloved daughter of the Lin family. You were laughing when I was being abused, celebrating the birth of your son with Frost Niang. You laughed when I died, because a cruel and vicious woman like me was finally punished. "Jin Niang, who said this, turned the blood red of the demon because of her crazy eyes.

"No, it's not like that." Fu Huntzhi closed his eyes. "Maybe I really thought you were so unbearable, but Shuang Niang told me everything before she died, and I was sorry for you. So if you can appease your hatred, kill me. ”

"How can I let you die so easily?" Jin Niang stroked Fu Huntzhi's face that had been eroded by the years, and this face was no longer the face full of youth that it was twenty years ago. At this moment, Fu Huntzhi's face was wrinkled, and his sideburns were a little pale because of hard work. "How did you think I was hooked on you in the first place?" Saying that, Jin Niang restrained Fu Huntzhi's chin and forced Fu Huntzhi to look up at her.

"Jinse, what do you want?" Fu Huntzhi looked at Jin Se.

"Marry me." Jin Niang smiled, her eyes full of mockery.

Fu Huntzhi looked at Jin Niang for a long time, and after a long time, "Okay." "This is what he owes her, and he is willing to do it if it appeases her hatred.

"I'm waiting for you here." After speaking, Jin Niang let go of the hand that restrained Fu Hunt's chin and turned to leave.

At this moment, she couldn't tell whether she loved or hated him.

Fu Jiazhi sat there quietly, the wind blowing across his face, he closed his eyes and thought back to the past.

"Hunting, your piano sounds so good." Jin Se looked at Fu Huntzhi, who was playing the piano in front of her, with both hands on his cheeks. "What's this tune?"

"Miss Jinse, please call me Master Fu." Fu Huntzhi closed his eyes and still didn't stop stroking the piano in his hands. The sound of the piano is melodious, and the sound is in the ears.

"No, you're only three years older than me, and you're not one of those old men with a white beard, so I don't want to call you Master." Jin Se said this, stood up, and began to dance to the sound of Fu Hunt's harp.

Fu Huntzhi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jin Se dancing in front of him, his gaze was complicated. There is admiration and struggle, such a Jinse is not something he can love after all, and there is a frost girl waiting for him. Retracting his gaze from Jin Se, Fu Huntzhi looked down at the qin in front of him, the movements in his hands changed, and the gentle and sad sound of the qin slowly came out under his fingers.

When Jinse noticed that the joyful sound had turned into a sad and gentle sound, she stopped dancing. Then he sat back in his original position.

"Why, don't jump." Fu Huntzhi said that the piano music in his hand also came to an abrupt end.

"It sounds so sad that I can't jump." Jin Se was a little unhappy. It seemed that the sound of the piano made her feel sad.

"That's right, let's start learning the piano." Fu Jiazhi opened his eyes again to look at Jin Se, this time there was nothing in his eyes, and all his feelings were hidden.

The girl started to stroke the piano, and then stumbled and stumbled, and occasionally mixed with the sound of the piano exclaimed by the girl came out of the small building.

Fu Zhanzhi looked at Jin Se in front of him and covered his face with his hand, as if he was holding back a smile.

Jin Se raised his head and looked at Fu Huntzhi, who was sitting not far away. "You're secretly laughing, aren't you?" Her face flushed with shame.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jinse, but I've only thought of something funny." Fu Jiazhi paused before speaking.

Jin Se looked at Fu Huntzhi's face with a change of expression, as if he wanted to smash the piano and leave, but in the end it just turned into a cold snort.

Then she lowered her head again and stroked the piano intently. The sound is still choppy, mixed with the occasional misplay.

"Sir." Manager Fu's voice interrupted Fu Huntzhi's memories.

Fu Huntzhi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Manager Fu. "I'm really old, and I'm starting to remember the past." Saying that, Fu Huntzhi got up and prepared to leave.

Mr. Fu quietly followed behind Fu Huntzhi without saying a word. He's just a dutiful steward.

After Fu Jiazhi returned to the Fu Mansion, he went straight to a place, which was a place that had been idle for many years. Fu Jiazhi pushed open the door, and the dust rushing to his face made him cough.

"Master, can you let someone clean up before you go in." Manager Fu looked at Fu Huntzhi, who was coughing and heartbreaking, and asked.

"No, you don't." Fu Huntzhi's voice was a little hoarse. He waved his hand, as if to dispel the dust in front of him.

Manager Fu took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Fu Huntzhi.

Fu Huntzhi turned his head to look at Manager Fu, then took the handkerchief handed by Manager Fu and covered his nose and mouth. Then he walked in.

The furnishings in the small building are still the same as they were many years ago. Fu Huntzhi walked to a piano, his fingers unconsciously ran over the strings, and the piano that had not been maintained for many years made an unpleasant sound.

"Take this instrument and fix it." After Fu Huntzhi took the piano out of the small building, he handed it over to Mr. Fu.

Manager Fu looked at the piano in his arms and sighed silently. Can such a piano really be repaired?

The owner of the piano shop looked at the piano in Mr. Fu's arms and carefully studied it for a long time. "This piano seems to have been made twenty years ago by an old luthier in the west of the city."

"Really."

"Put the piano here first, and if it can be repaired, I will send someone to the house to inform the chief." The owner of the piano shop pushed the glasses that stood on the bridge of his nose.

"Then there will be labor." Manager Fu said as he took out the money bag from his bosom and handed it to the owner of the piano store. "This is a very important piano for the master's family, please fix it anyway."

took the money bag, and the owner of the piano shop smiled and agreed. "Good, good."

After watching Manager Fu leave, the young man came to the front of the owner of the piano shop. "Boss, can such a tattered piano really be repaired?"

The boss of the piano shop knocked on the young man's head: "Although it is very difficult, if Manager Fu goes out with the piano, he will smash the signboard." ”

The young man thought for a moment, and then showed a look of sudden realization. Then he scratched his head and smiled at the boss. Why didn't he think of so much?

The owner of the piano shop sighed and walked into the inner room with the piano in his arms, although it was tricky, but it was not impossible to repair.

Ethereal Mountain, the white-haired old man sitting in the Qiankun Hall untied the letter on the feet of the spirit pigeon who came to summon him. Slowly unfolding the letter, the old man's face was solemn. The devil is out, and the time has come.

Thinking of this, the old man spoke. "Go and call Lou Luan over."

"Yes, sir."

After a while, Lou Luan walked into the Qiankun Palace. "Master, what did you call me to come?"

"Lou Luan, it has been twenty years since you entered this ethereal mountain." The old man's voice is flat.

"Yes."

"I remember you were only eight years old when you entered the mountain. Now it's a small success. ”

"Lou Luan has always kept in mind the teachings of his master and does not dare to relax his practice."

"I've been holding you down the mountain, have you ever held a grudge?"

"No, I didn't."

"I know that you have a deep blood vendetta, but the time has not yet come, and it is in vain for you to go down the mountain." The old man paused, then continued. "Now that the time has come, go to Shuhe City, whether it is a catastrophe or a fate, it depends on creation."

"The disciple receives the order." Lou Luan said as if he was about to retreat.

"Remember, everything is according to fate, don't force it." The old man didn't seem to be at ease with Lou Luan, so he finally told him again. Then the old man waved his hand at Lou Luan. "Let's go down the mountain."

"Yes." Lou Luan said and left with his sword.

Looking at the back of Lou Luan leaving, the old man sighed softly. The life of the people of the Lou family is born with evil spirits, and they can't live to be thirty years old. I don't know what will happen to Lou Luan.

Lou Luan clenched the sword in his hand, he could finally go down the mountain. It's been 20 years, and I don't know where my brother is in the world. After the demon of Shuhe City is solved, he will go to Shengjing to investigate the truth of what happened back then.

"Senior Brother Lou Luan, do you want to go down the mountain?" Qingming watched Lou Luan walk down the mountain with his sword in his hand.

Lou Luan was silent.

"Shizun actually let you go down the mountain. Aren't you particularly happy. Qingming paused, saw that Lou Luan was silent, and then continued to speak. I asked if we should go together, and I took over the task of going to Shengjing to eliminate demons. ”

"Beam River City." Lou Luan didn't seem to want Qingming to continue to be noisy, and said three words coldly.

Qing Ming reacted for a moment, only to realize that Lou Luan was talking about his destination. Then he hurried to catch up with Lou Luan, who was moving forward.

"By the way, Senior Brother Lou Luan, don't you also want to go to Shengjing in the end. How good it is for our brothers to walk together, slay demons and eliminate demons, and uphold justice. Saying that, Qingming let out a hehehe laugh.

"Whatever you want." Lou Luan knew that he couldn't get rid of Qing Ming, so he let Qing Ming follow him.

According to the description in the little Taoist letter, the demon is very powerful, and the two brothers have been flying with their swords directly to Shuhe City since they got off the mountain.

In the sky outside Shuhe City, Lou Luan sensed a strong demonic aura. He rushed straight down without thinking about it.

"Hey, Senior Brother Lou Luan, you're too reckless." Qing Ming watched Lou Luan and shouted, but followed behind Lou Luan.

Xie Zhao thought about it, and then said with a smile: "I won." ”

Jin Niang looked at Xie Zhao and didn't care at all about the two Taoist priests from the Ethereal Mountain not far away, so she also pretended not to see it.

"One more plate. I'll win you in the next set. ”

"Senior Brother Lou Luan, you see that they ignore us." Qingming said to Lou Luan in a low voice.

Lou Luan held his sword and looked at a demon and a demon cultivator who were completely ignoring him playing chess, and finally strode to the side of the chessboard, stretched out his hand and held the chessboard.

"I wonder if I'll have the honor to fight you?"

"If you play chess, I am naturally welcome, and if you are overplayed, I will not accompany you." Xie Zhao raised his head and looked at Lou Luan, the Taoist priest in front of him looked to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, wearing a blue and white Taoist robe characteristic of the Ethereal Mountain. But what made Xie Zhao care most was the sword in his hand. It turned out to be Ming Yuan.

"The heart is like a mirror, and it is in the abyss. This Ming Yuan is not bad. Looking at Ming Yuan, Xie Zhao smiled.

Lou Luan looked at Lin Feng beside Xie Zhao and spoke. "Your Lin Feng is also a good knife."

As if feeling praised, the wind began to hum. Xie Zhao pressed Lin Feng with his hand, signaling Lin Feng to calm down.

Jin Niang watched the two people facing each other slowly get up and walked into the house.

"Please." Xie Zhao motioned for Lou Luan to sit opposite her.

Lou Luan glanced at Xie Zhao, who was smiling, and then looked at the stone seat, and finally sat down.

"If you don't mind, please take a seat."

Qing Ming heard Xie Zhao's words and sat down on the seats around the chessboard without hesitation. Whether it's the Longtan Tiger's Den or the Hongmen Banquet, there is a senior brother carrying it anyway.

After a while, Jin Niang walked out of the house with tea.