"What are you doing?!" Baizhu opened Qu Hui's hand, Qu Hui's light skills are really superb, the two of them came out of the secret room in the blink of an eye, and now they don't know where they are in the Moon Tower, the surrounding scenery is a little unfamiliar, Baizhu looked around, he has never been here, and he has no impression. It is not within the scope of Atractylodes daily walking.

"You kid!" Qu Hui touched his hand that was hurting, "Uncle Shi took you out to play!" - Why aren't you happy at all? ”

Baizhu glanced at this neuropathy, turned around and left: "I'll go back." ”

"Oops!" Qu Hui dodged and blocked his way, "What are you doing back?" I'm going to be sucked by that kid in Baili again."

Qu Hui suddenly stopped, and Baizhu asked suspiciously, "What are you sucking?" ”

"Suck - did I say what to suck?! I mean, when you go back, you have to wash your master's clothes again, it's very tiring! ”

Bai Zhu looked at Qu Hui's very unnatural figure and said, "My master never asked me to wash his clothes. ”

"Hahaha." Qu Hui laughed dryly, "Yes, I remember that it was Xiang Tianyu of Yulou who always asked the disciples to wash their clothes-that guy can pick the door, and no one wants to invite one." You see, the Moon Tower and the Jade Tower are all about the same, but I made a mistake. ”

Baizhu turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, don't, teacher" Qu Hui hurriedly changed his words, "Uncle Shi finally took you out for a long time and gave me a face!" ”

Baizhu looked at the fact that he could block his neurosis at will by relying on his ability to do light work, and felt that he couldn't leave.

"Long insight? I'm going back to practicing the Taiguqin. See, when I learn martial arts, it will naturally grow. ”

"Practice? Hahaha! Qu Hui laughed, "That's even more right, you can play the primeval now, what you lack is the knowledge of music." - You follow Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi will take you to see and see, what is called sucking aura with red lips, and the true voice of jade fingers! Let's go! As he spoke, he picked up the white atractylodes.

Atractylodes:

It doesn't feel like a good place to go

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Although Yuelou is doing the Qinglou business, but the people of Fengxing Valley will never go to the field of Yuelou if they need to-go to the boundary of Yuelou, they will always feel that the person who has just had a good time in front of them will notify Fenglou of their * in the blink of an eye, which is not safe at all. Where is the joy they are looking for? Where is the gentle country they are looking for?

So Qu Hui flew down the mountain with Baizhu in his arms, and flew for a long time before he came to a green building standing near the lake - Xunfang Pavilion. What a simple and crude name.

Qu Hui walked into the door like holding Baizhu and walked into the door with a familiar car.

"What about people!"

"Ouch, Master Guest~" An old bustard-looking man greeted him with a smile on his face waving a red handkerchief, "It's still daytime, and the girls are still sleeping - this is Ling Gongzi?" Ouch, this little looks so handsome! ”

The old bustard greeted the guests with a smile on his face, and thought to himself: What a long experience. I've seen someone who brought his son to prostitute himself, but I've never seen such a small one. - Anyway, these two are father and son, right? It won't be a child prostitute - and it won't bring the Qinglou to bring its own child prostitution!

"Call the head card up, and the rest is free. Find an attic with a good view for the uncle, go to the drunken fairy building next door and order a few signature dishes, and send them up, this is a deposit. Qu Hui took out a gold ingot, "Is it enough?" ”

"Enough, enough!" The old bustard smiled and saw that he couldn't see his face, grabbed the gold in Qu Hui's hand, bit it, and said with a smile, "The guest officer comes with me~"

Qu Hui hugged Baizhu and turned it upside down: "Go, smash." ”

Baizhu pasted his face: "Who is your son, do you want to be ashamed." ”

Qu Hui was still in the dark of taking advantage of the master, hehe smiled, hugged Baizhu and followed the old bustard upstairs.

And Baizhu, this way was used to being held by Qu Hui, so he didn't bother to struggle.

To be rich is to be efficient. They were taken to an idyllic attic, where they could see the lake sparkling in the sunlight by the window, and the food was quickly put on the table, Qu Hui and Baizhu were seated separately, and now it was the top card.

The old bustard smiled: "The guest officer~ Miss Qingfeng is freshening up and bathing, and she will be here soon." ”

"It's fine." Qu Hui said, "Xiaoshu, are you hungry?" These dishes are all expensive signature dishes here, so let's eat them. ”

Baizhu glanced at Qu Hui and really ate it to himself.

The old bustard retired with a smile, and Qu Hui didn't even look at it, just stared at Baizhu's face. Just look at it, and giggle!

Baizhu glared at him: "What are you doing?" ”

"Didn't do it. I just think that the little master is really good," Qu Hui smiled, and learned from the old bustard to speak, "Ouch, you look so handsome!" ”

Baizhu rolled his eyes, lowered his head and silently picked up the rice: "Don't think about it, I won't be your son." "If you want to do it, you will also be Master's son.

Bai Zhu thought that this Qu Hui was so abnormal that he must want to recognize him as his son, but when he thought about it, Qu Hui's attitude was obviously very distant and disdainful, and then the sudden change was that after carefully looking at his appearance, he changed in a second.

At that time, he asked him if anyone said that he looked like a man, and then he clamored for him to be his son. - Could it be that the man who looks like him is his lover? He thought Baizhu was his lost son?

Atractylodes for three seconds with black lines for their own brain holes.

There was a slight knock outside the door, and a soft female voice came: "Childe, Qingfeng is here." ”

"Come in."

The door creaked open, and a slender woman in a glamorous dress came slowly, and she was not surprised to see a big and a small sitting at the dinner table with chopsticks, and smiled at them softly, and blessed herself: "Qingfeng has seen the son, the little son." ”

Qu Hui asked, "Do you know how to play the piano?" ”

"A little." Qingfeng said softly.

"That one is fun." As he spoke, he pointed to the five-stringed guqin hanging on the wall next to him, "That's it." ”

Qing Fengrou claimed that it was, walked to the wall elegantly, and took off the guqin.

With a flick of the tender fingers, Qu Hui enjoyed it, stroked his palms and exclaimed: "The five strings are out of love, and the twist is full of life." - It's worthy of an oiran, it's beautiful! Good! - What does Xiaoshu think? ”

Baizhu held his cheeks, looked at him boredly, and said, "It's not as good as Yuehua." ”

Qu Hui laughed: "Yuehua is a celebrity around Baili Fengqing, naturally not an ordinary red face. ”

Baizhu supported his cheeks, he didn't listen to it at all, and he wandered outside the world.

He really doesn't like music at all!

Since he was a child, he has not had all five tones, let alone a guqin! It's okay to ask him to listen to rock music, but I don't understand what kind of sound I want to listen to.

"Xiaoshu?" Qu Hui called, "What are you in a daze." ”

"That's what you brought me out to listen to?" Baizhu replied to him rather boredly.

Qu Hui was speechless, and a sentence came out for a long time, "If you don't listen to this, you can't do anything else!"

Baizhu glanced at him speechlessly, picked up chopsticks and ate silently.

"Alright, stop playing, don't play!" Qu Hui suddenly waved his hand impatiently, "What a mess to play!" "It's as if the person who just praised 'five strings out of love, twisting and plucking' is not him." Let's go! What an Oiran! I haven't played a handmaid well yet! Go down! ”

Qingfeng pretended to be pitiful when I saw it, and gently blessed her body: "Uncle is angry, and the slave family will retire." Then he stopped three times and seemed to be very reluctant to go.

Then he closed the door and raised his mouth high, glanced at his little eyes with disdain, and thought to himself, who! And said I didn't play well! If you have the ability, you can play one! Hum!

Qu Hui in the room really walked to the piano and said with a slightly smug expression: "Xiaoshu! Don't be in a daze! Uncle Shi will play one for you! Make sure that you will no longer be in the wilderness! ”

The Qingfeng outside the door has not gone far, and there is a burst of Qingyue's piano sound in the house, like the first cry of the young phoenix, the hundred chicks of the orioles, it is the Kunshan jade broken phoenix called, and the hibiscus wept and smiled with Xianglan. The music went around the beam, half of it soared into the clouds, and one shook to the surface of the lake, swaying and swaying with the waves.

Qingfeng, who understands music, was stupid, and the real music idiot looked at the song emblem playing the piano with his cheeks in the room, without blinking. After the song, Qu Hui asked smugly: "How?" Uncle Shi's piano sound is not something that ordinary people can hear. ”

Baizhu stretched out his hands and applauded!

Qu Hui smiled and asked, "What can Xiaoshu hear from this?" ”

Baizhu suddenly turned into a dead fish eye in seconds: "The piano is ringing?" ”

Qu Hui's smile suddenly cracked.

Bai Zhu looked at Uncle Shi's stiff expression, and thought that he would have to rely on him to teach him how to use weapons in the future, so he immediately said, "There is also Dolai Mifa's instigation!" Although he didn't hear any dolaimi, he still knew the seven sounds. All music is universal!

"What's that?"

"Eh" Baizhu thought about it, and in ancient times, "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu?" ”

"You" Qu Hui was about to vomit blood, "you heard this?!!! ”

Baizhu really couldn't think of it, so he looked at him silently.

Qu Hui seemed to be poked into the chest by a sharp blade, expecting him to hear the flowing water and the lonely lamp sailing, and then tell him this? He clutched his chest and muttered, "No, it's impossible! Master, there's no way he's ignorant of music! ”

Isn't Baizhu a master?

Qu Hui looked at Baizhu's little face, remembered Baili Fengqing's inference again, and then denied his own idea.

But if Baizhu is really the master, then what is it! Let him become so and so untalented for music!

Think about your future days, teaching such an untalented person to play the piano, and he still plays the Taiguqin! - That's like playing the piano to a cow!

Qu Hui silently swallowed blood.

Master, what the hell is wrong with you?