The neglected Mo Qiu stood aside, as if blending into the darkness, his face full of sadness. Why, why did these people ignore him so directly?

"Whether it's a bosom friend or not, I don't know until the girl plays." Jingli chuckled, such a response was not friendly.

Rolling around at the person in front of him, the black cloak covered his entire body, and the hood covered most of his face, only the pointed chin and pink red lips could be seen.

"If it's a bosom friend, I'm willing to play it for him until I'm old, and I don't take a penny, if it's a layman, then listen to my song, the price is not cheap." She doesn't seem to be angry with Jingli's coldness, her whole person exudes a special temperament, not like a geisha, not like a demon cultivator, like a noble lady among mortals.

"You're human?" The ghost sent the gods, and Jingli asked.

Her face stiffened, her attitude suddenly changed, she tilted her chin and said, "Why, are you afraid that I, a lowly piano player, will accidentally pollute your ears?" It's a pity that although the demons imitate the human race everywhere, they will never learn the essence, and the same is true for playing the piano, even if they learn to play the piano, it is half a bucket of water, and they can't understand its deep meaning. The piano is made by us humans, and naturally only human beings can control it perfectly. ”

"The curly girl misunderstood." Jingli chuckled, but she didn't expect her to say casually, and suddenly touched the other party's sensitive nerves, "I saw that the girl's temperament was dusty, and it was completely different from the hot and vulgar charm of the demon girl, so I had this question." ”

The word "human" makes her very sensitive. Is it because you hate demons or humans? If it is the former, this curl may really have something to do with Song Xiao.

"Nope. I'm so vulgar that I don't deserve to be praised by adults. He turned around and entered the small building with the lantern in his hand, no longer as enthusiastic as he had at the beginning.

When Jingli and Mo Qiu followed into the small building, they had already finished burning incense with their hands. She sat in front of the guqin, and saw that the two of them had already sat down, and with a stroke of their fingers, beautiful music flowed from their fingertips.

In the bamboo forest, the small building has disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In front of me is the sparkling sea, and a small boat on the sea is slowly coming, on board. A man of remarkable grace stands with his hands behind his back. The face looks familiar, who is it? Why does it look familiar?

The water surface reflected the sunlight and dazzled people's eyes, and she couldn't help but close her eyes. When you open your eyes again. In front of me, there are already mountains in front of you. Birds chirping and butterflies flying, what a beautiful view. Hey, what's that? Tiger! Come on. Come on!

She ran desperately for a long, long time, and she had already lost half her life, maybe she didn't chase anymore, right? She looked back. Yikes! A high-pitched scream rang out, and in front of her was a gaping mouth of blood, taking her head in. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the bustling streets, hawkers, pedestrians, obviously a secular scene, but it inexplicably made people feel reassured......

The music fell, there was no more prosperity, it was still a bamboo forest, a small building, and a silence.

"To the earth? Is that what it means? After a long time, Mo Qiu came back to his senses from the song, and he muttered to himself, "This song is obviously beautiful, why is it so depressing?" ”

He smiled slightly, didn't say a word, picked up the piano, and turned to leave.

The girl ran out of nowhere, she stretched out her hand in front of Mo Qiu, and looked at him expectantly: "Senior, Lingshi." ”

Mo Qiu glanced at the side, but saw that Jingli seemed to be still intoxicated by the song and had not yet come back to his senses, so he pointed at Jingli half-jokingly and half-seriously, and said to the girl: "Find this sister to ask for it." ”

Jingli glanced at the girl, but rarely pushed back to Mo Qiu's body, but asked softly, "How much?" "It's quite rare to hear such a skill, and it's okay for her to pay some spirit stones.

"A thousand spirit stones, a song." The girl replied crisply.

Jingli's hand that was about to take out the storage bag stopped, and she asked uncertainly, "How much?" ”

"A thousand spirit stones." The girl raised her voice and smiled toothlessly.

Jingli took out the hand that got into the storage bag, well, she changed her mind, this song is so bad, where is it worth a thousand spirit stones.

"Little girl, I'll give you two choices, first, you take us to find the boss of your Jade Immortal Garden, and second, let your boss come to me, which one do you choose?" Jingli held the girl's shoulders with both hands and asked solemnly.

The girl looked at Jingli, rolled her eyes, broke free of her hand, turned around and ran out, shouting loudly as she ran: "Go and inform Aunt Fu, go and inform Aunt Fu, someone is listening to the overlord song, someone is smashing the field!" ”

The girl was so agile that she ran a long distance almost instantly. Jingli just smiled, didn't care, it was good to call someone, no matter what method she used.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Qiu opened his mouth, but he didn't say it, but asked in a voice.

If Su Jingli didn't want to give this money, she would naturally push it on her head, but she said that she wanted to see the boss, there must be other reasons.

"I think, no matter how much money the two of us spend to see this curvy girl, we won't be able to find out about Song Xiao."

This curly girl is very scheming, she played such a tune, as if she accidentally revealed her inner struggle and unwillingness, so that the listeners of the music have pity for her and sympathize with her. But Jingli is a person who understands the piano, no matter how skilled she is, Jingli still hears the deliberateness in her piano sound, and she is deliberately creating a painful and tenacious and brave image.

"How so? I think we'll be able to get into her heart soon, she's just a little lonely, you see she's a human being, a geisha, and she's in front of a group of demon cultivators who don't understand elegance all day long......"

"Stupid." Jingli said sarcastically coolly, "Mo Qiu, can you play the piano?" ”

"No, but I'll listen." Mo Qiu straightened his waist, indicating that he was a person of taste.

"Do you know why it's hard to find soulmates in this world?" Jingli asked again, this time without waiting for Mo Qiu to answer, she took the initiative to explain, "Because people who can play the piano hide their emotions in the deepest depths, ordinary people can't hear her true emotions at all." Only those who really know the piano can hear the voice of the person who plays the piano, and there are too few people who know the piano, so it is difficult to find a confidant. But just now, even you can hear the emotion in her piano sound, isn't it ridiculous? ”

"All I can hear is that you're looking down on me right now." Mo Qiu's face instantly collapsed, and he was despised again.

"I'm telling you, what you hear is what she wants you to hear. It's the skill of playing the piano, not her true heart. So, she's a scheming person, you don't have to expect to find out anything, we can only go off the rails. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Boss, are you short of prostitutes here? The kind that can play the piano. Jingli shouted to the middle-aged woman who was pushing the door in. (To be continued.) )