The sound of the piano came from the small courtyard not far away, Chu Ge didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to rush in, after all, the sound of the piano was too aggressive, and it was obvious that he had encountered a strong enemy. She rounded the ring around her, and finally landed on her tiptoe on a large tree planted against the courtyard wall.

This is a small courtyard, compared to the other courtyards of Changgemen, this courtyard is obviously barren and messy~ messy, even the guest rooms where she and Ye Guicheng live are better than here - the yard where they live is cleaned and clean, a pond is not big or small is dug in the middle, a lotus flower and dozens of koi fish are raised, there are strange stone rockeries stacked around, and a few carefully cultivated potted plants are scattered but chic, it is in the flowering period, the flowers and trees are sparse, and there are small and delicate wind chimes hanging on the eaves, and the wind will sound crisply, fun and tasteful.

But this yard is not only small, but also has no furnishings, except for the tree at her feet, the whole yard is almost empty, the only room is also very dilapidated and old, the roof rubble is slightly broken, the doors and windows are even more somehow done, they are all called a thousand holes, although now it is also pasted, but obviously not dedicated, even the window paper used is different, the paste is also messy, the walls are mottled with white paint, and it seems that the whole yard is depressed and dilapidated.

What seems like an abandoned yard?

Chu Ge hid at the top of the tree, glanced at it roughly, guessed in his heart, rolled his eyes, and followed the sound of the piano to look at the corner, the mottled high wall cast a heavy shadow, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen, and he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see that he was holding the piano in his arms, his arms were swinging lightly, plucking the strings, and with the black robe, it looked more and more ethereal.

Only one person? Chu Ge couldn't help frowning—the enemy...... This?

There are no enemies!

Realizing this, Chu Ge suddenly remembered a person-

At this moment, the figure under the high wall suddenly let out a chuckle, hugged the piano into his arms, and then spun around, as if avoiding something, and took a step forward...... At this moment, his whole person was completely exposed to the setting sun, which made Chu Ge on the tree look right-

The face is calm and handsome, pale as paper, without a trace of blood, a green hair is scattered, hanging very messily on the side of the face, the eyes are slightly closed, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, revealing a confident smile in the chest, but with an undisguised ruthlessness.

The atmospheric and simple piano swirled in his hand, the pale and slender fingers swiped hard, and the internal force poured into the sound of the piano rose sharply, and the sound waves seemed to be condensed into an entity, swinging out a ** ripple like flowing water, spreading outward violently, and venting like a note, at that moment, the wind was raging, and the sound range was reaching, flying sand and stones, grass and trees were not growing, the paper windows and paper doors of the house were broken again, the roof rubble was loosened, and it was shaken into pieces by the sound of the piano before it fell, and the solid courtyard wall fell into wall paint, and even the big tree where Chu Ge was shook violently.

Chu Ge was also shocked when she saw this, but it was obviously too late to escape at this time, she could only gather her strength to resist, but before she could lift her true breath, the sound wave had already arrived in front of her, and she was about to resist hard, but this sound wave seemed to be unable to touch her at all, and swept away from her body very gently, and then continued to leak out violently.

Chu Ge simply didn't do useless work, holding the trunk firmly with one hand, so as not to be shaken down by the tree, holding his head with the other hand to cover his face, but revealing a little gap, he squinted his eyes very curiously and continued to look.

As the vocal range expanded, the smile deepened at the corner of the man's mouth, and finally he pressed heavily on the strings.

The strings were tight, and a rapid scream was released, but the surging and violent sound of the piano suddenly closed, the dust fell to the ground, and there was silence all around.

Chu Ge was completely stunned, and there was a sentence in his mind that was frantically swiping the screen.

Uncle Womb is so handsome!

——This person is naturally the elder brother of the master of the Changge Gate, the madman uncle, Yang Qingyue.

At this time, the sun was setting, Yang Qingyue was dressed in black, holding the guqin in her arms, her long body was jade, the green silk was scattered, and the corners of her mouth were raised. The remnant sun is like blood, the small courtyard is barren, and his smile is cruel and bloodthirsty, but it is hearty.

After a while, the main gate of the small courtyard was suddenly pushed open with a creak, and a disciple of Changge leaned out half of his body, glanced around, and whispered to Yang Qingyue tentatively: "Uncle? ”

Yang Qingyue frowned suddenly, the bloodthirsty smile on her lips disappeared, she raised her hand and pressed it to her temples as if she had a headache, and slowly opened her eyes that had been closed, her dark eyes were half dazed and half clear, and she turned her head to look at the Changge disciple.

The Changge disciple immediately pushed the door in, bowed down and said, "Uncle, you have made a breakthrough again this time, and the dream only lasted for half an hour. ”

Yang Qingyue nodded, and then waved her hand.

The Changge disciple looked at the messy room, and said with some hesitation on his face: "Uncle...... The disciple gave you ...... "Pick up the house?"

It's just that the rest of the words were silenced under Yang Qingyue's gaze.

In the end, the disciple just arched his hand and said goodbye.

After the disciple retreated, Yang Qingyue showed fatigue, sat directly on the ground with a little loss of strength, looked up at the sky for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing--half an hour...... Those thieves can only bully themselves who are powerless at the moment......

Yang Qingyue rested on the ground for a moment, then slowly got up, and when he was about to raise his legs to enter the house, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the strings under his hand were plucked lightly, and a piano sound rushed directly to Chu Ge's hiding place, the piano sound was urgent, but his voice was faint: "Come down." ”

However, the sound of this piano is mainly shocking, but there is no killing intent. So Chu Ge easily dodged with a green flying feather, and then jumped down from the tree and approached Yang Qingyue with a smile: "Uncle is amazing!" ”

Yang Qingyue looked at her lightly for a while, then didn't say a word, turned around and entered the room.

Chu Ge didn't understand the thoughts of this "madman" uncle, but there was no malice in his eyes when he looked at him, and the uncle was not a villain, so she simply didn't study it carefully, and was about to enter the house with Yang Qingyue.

There were no lights in the house, but because the doors and windows were half-destroyed, and it was not dark, I could see it clearly.

After seeing the appearance inside, Chu Ge was immediately stunned by the appearance in the house.

The whole room was in a mess, all kinds of things were placed very casually, most of them were piled up together, and Yang Qingyue was kneeling in front of a cabinet, not knowing what to rummage through, many things in the cabinet were thrown out, and a small pile was piled up under him.

Where is this like the room of the elder brother of the Changge Gate? It's just that the utility room in her tavern is much neater and neater than here, right?

Yang Qingyue didn't know her belly slander at all, she seemed to have found what she wanted, and walked out with a ball of things, and glanced at Chu Ge by the way, the meaning was obvious-follow me.

Chu Ge could only follow him out.

After Yang Qingyue put down the things in his hand, Chu Ge found that the things in his arms had a small bucket of paste and a pile of waste paper - it should be used to paste doors and windows, Changge Gate is an elegant place after all, and it is rich, and the disciples in the door all have to practice calligraphy, and the paper used is of good quality and thick, so it is a waste to throw it away, so it is used to paste the windows.

Originally, the papier-mâché windows were very low, and large households used gauze, such as Tibetan Sword Villa, but Changgemen did it like this, but it was very elegant.

So Chu Ge glanced up at Yang Qingyue.

Yang Qingyue nodded.

Pasting the window with him, it's rare that she will do this job, and she has done it with Uncle Du...... Wait—Chu Ge Orz: Uncle, is it really okay for us to make eye contact like this? Why can you read what I'm trying to say and still make me understand what you're trying to say......

Yang Qingyue nodded, regardless of Chu Ge's entanglement, she had already knelt in front of the window by herself, and deliberately leaned to the side, vacating a lot of space, obviously reserved for Chu Ge

Chu Ge: ...... She really didn't get it wrong.

When Chu Ge knelt in front of the window, Yang Qingyue had already pulled a piece of paper casually, and was about to brush the paste and paste it on the window.

Chu Ge looked at the paper in his hand, then at the remaining pile of paper, and was speechless for a while. Then the splitter snatched the paste brush from Yang Qingyue and threw it back to the paste bucket: "Uncle, the window paper is not so paste, no wonder this window was so ugly before......"

"You have to choose the paper before you paste it." Chu Ge said as he picked up the pile of papers on the ground and looked at them, put them separately according to the colors, and compared them with the windows and doors one by one, and finally gestured: "You see that these papers are the same, you have to paste them together, these are obviously different from those colors, if they are used together, they will make the windows very ugly...... So this pile of papier-mâché windows, that bunch of papier-mâché doors, and the rest ...... I'll use it later. ”

Yang Qingyue tilted her head and looked at her for a while, and then obediently followed what Chu Ge said.

Chu Ge stepped forward to help, and after pasting half of the window, he couldn't help but have nothing to say: "The words on these waste papers...... Although some are a little immature, you can also see the iron painting silver hook, strong and powerful bones. And judging by the stylistic habits, this should be written by a person...... So is it the word you practiced when you were a child, uncle? Isn't it pretty......"

Chu Ge was talking to himself, he didn't want to get an answer, but he didn't want to hear a glorious reply: "No." It's Yifei's. His handwriting, naturally, is very good. ”

Yang Qingyue has a good voice, but she speaks very slowly, and obviously doesn't communicate with people often.

It's just that...... This is a strong sense of stupid brotherhood...... Chu Ge couldn't help but glance over.

At this time, the sunset sprinkled a golden afterglow, and the warmth was melting, Yang Qingyue raised her chin lightly and smiled slightly. His face was already calm, and this smile was even more gentle and amiable, just like the "madman" who had been in the dream before.

Chu Ge couldn't help but think - if there was no pursuit back then, or even just that "rainy needle", I don't know what the situation of Changge Gate is now? There is one less crazy uncle, but there will probably be an elegant and gentle master of the gate and a second master who is favored by his brother?