In the guest room in the backyard of the Loujia Library, Bu An did not have the consciousness of being a master at all, his long shirt was completely stripped, only a pair of obscene pants were left, and he was holding a small Jianhao of Banzhu that was originally very elegant, while looking at the diagram of the general outline of the meridians, he traced a line on his stomach.

Su Su tilted her head and muttered, "It's crooked, go a little further this way...... Right, right...... Wrong...... A little further up...... It's crooked again......"

Bu An said angrily: "Your head is crooked, you can see that of course everything is crooked." ”

Su Su scratched her head embarrassedly, helped Bu An flatten the meridian diagram, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Childe, how do you know a Taoist priest?"

Bu'an's hand shook, almost drew a fork in the line, glared at her and said, "Didn't I say I didn't know him." ”

Su Su glanced at Bu An suspiciously, grinned, and made a low eyebrow look, and then said after a while: "Shouldn't Childe want to trace these pictures, return the book, and ask for the silver back?"

"I want to go back, but are you so good at talking?" Bu An rolled his eyes and said, "I'm going to draw a map of the spiritual power in my stomach so that it knows where it came from." ”

Su Su let out a long "oh", as if she understood, but the blank look on her face betrayed her.

Bu An continued: "When Gongzi I try this spiritual power, if we really want to use it, we will have to do a good job of catching ghosts in this Yuezhou City!" He only said spiritual power, not ghost energy, because he was worried that Su Su's mouth was not strict. Judging from her usual style of doing bad things with good intentions, she has to guard against it.

When Su Su heard that Bu'an was going to hunt ghosts, she remembered the unlucky Taoist priest and said nervously: "Isn't the son afraid of being caught by the government?"

Bu An snorted and said: "I'm not stupid, how could I ...... against the government" After thinking about it, he suddenly laughed and said: "Ha, while catching ghosts, while deviant, it just kills two birds with one stone." ”

He didn't finish drawing the meridian diagram, but according to the route that the powerful ghost in his memory drilled into his body, he drew an ink line from the dantian to the index finger of his right hand according to the detailed diagram of the meridians. When the ink was dry, he sat on the edge of the bed, bowing his head and guiding the ghostly aura.

He tossed all night without success, but it wasn't for nothing, at least he was able to run the ghost qi smoothly to his shoulders.

The next day, Zhu Xiuqi threw everyone down and said that he was going to the government to run around and dredge, Lou Xinyue and Fang Fei'er took Song Qing to go shopping in the market, Bu An asked Su Su to follow to play, and he still stayed in the room to practice spiritual power running.

Lou Yunkan saw that he was closed, called his two sons to him, and taught: "If you see it, everyone else goes to hang out, but Bu Gongzi stays in the house all day long and studies hard, you should also take it as an example, you must know that there is no reason in this world that you do not learn and have skills." Why is Bu Gongzi so amazing? It's just because he has worked weekdays. ”

At noon, the maid who delivered food to Bu An came out with a red face and said, "Bu Gongzi has been meditating with his eyes closed, and he has drawn a lot of meridian diagrams on his body......"

The two little sons of the Lou family looked at their father with a puzzled expression, thinking to themselves why the sons were not studying hard at this step, and what was the reason for drawing the meridians on their bodies.

Lou Yunkan's brows were so furrowed that he was about to tie the knot, and it took a while to figure out the truth, sighed, and said, "The University has clouds, and it is knowledgeable from things...... As the so-called paper is shallow, I never know that I have to do it. This is the attitude that should be done in learning...... Bu Gongzi is really very human!"

The two little sons listened fascinated, and the original worship of the eldest sister was almost all transferred to this step boy.

This kind of day lasted for three whole days, and by the evening of the third day, Bu An was finally able to barely run the ghost qi to the tip of his index finger, but his proficiency was not high, and he had to tinker for a while to succeed once, and it was far from practical, but it was more than enough to use it for an experiment.

After dinner that day, Bu An was taken by Su Su, who was already familiar with the house, and walked into the night market of Yuezhou City for the first time.

This night is the three yang night of the evil moon of Jiuxi, that is, the third night when the night sky is moonless. The night market of Yuezhou City is very lively, the streets next to the Grand Canal are full of fragrant restaurants, tourists are weaving, and the lanterns of the painting boats are reflected on the Demoromi River, a tributary of the canal, singing and dancing, and even the boatmen who support the fence are full of red light. It seems that the whole city has nowhere to vent its enthusiasm in the nine cloudy nights of the evil moon, and it is about to explode in these nine moonless nights.

Su Su was petite, and her steps were brisk, like a kitten in the crowd, Bu'an was struggling to follow, so she simply called her over, held her little hand, and then walked leisurely while keeping an eye on the storefronts along the street.

Su Su played the role of a little tour guide, saying that the pastries in this house were not as sweet as the one in the street, and that the rouge in this house was unreasonably expensive, and Sister Xinyue spent two taels of silver to buy a small box......

Walking across the stone bridge over the Demoromi River, Bu'an saw an inconspicuous piano shop on the opposite side of the street, and hurriedly walked over. He came to the night market to find a piano.

The owner of the piano shop was an old man, who was still dozing off, but when he saw a customer visiting, he hurriedly stood up, wiped a handful of saliva from the corner of his mouth when he was half asleep, and said with a smile: "Childe is going to buy a piano?"

Bu An let out a casual "ah" and looked at the goods displayed in the store with his hands behind his back.

The shopkeeper finally ushered in a guest, for fear that he would run away, spitting and chattering, saying that this is the Qin Zheng of the golden silk nanmu, the store has twenty-one strings, if the son is interested, the store can even order the twenty-five strings of Jinse; and said that it is a seven-string yaoqin, the strings made of pine wood are crisp, and the sound of paulownia wood is like gold and stone......

Bu An didn't hear it, and looked at it by himself.

Su Su asked with some curiosity: "Does Childe still play the piano?"

Bu An replied vaguely: "Yes, yes, it's ...... here" He wanted to say that there was no such piano here, but suddenly saw a few pipas in the corner, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the smallest one of them and said: "Uncle, how can this piano be sold?"

The shopkeeper walked up to him and said, "Childe, this is the long-necked pipa used by the little doll to learn the piano......

Bu An glanced at Su Su, and Su Su hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, son, I don't want to learn to play the piano." ”

The shopkeeper was probably in a hurry to make a business, even if it was to sell a small pipa, and persuaded Su Su with a smile, saying that playing the piano was a matter of elegance, and he picked up the small pipa and played with it a few times.

"Give me a try," Bu An took the pipa from his hand, and weighed it horizontally, not as heavy as an ordinary pipa, and tried to sweep the strings, and the sound was not bad.

The shopkeeper's face turned blue and white for a while, and he wanted to remind him that this piano was not played like this, but he was afraid of offending the guests, so he said: This person is also a person who doesn't understand the rhythm, so let him buy it and play it around.

Bu An asked the price, and after some bargaining, he finally bought this boy pipa at a low price of less than two taels of silver. If it weren't for the advent of the evil moon and the bad market, such a well-crafted long-necked pipa, even if it was the smallest size, the materials used were not expensive, but it could not be bought without four or five taels of silver.

The boy pipa of this size did not have a matching box, so Bu An found a nearby cloth art shop, made a lake-green silk cloth strap on the spot, and then like a wandering folk singer, he carried the little pipa behind him, swaggered onto the street, and muttered: "This should be a bit deviant, right?"

Su Su followed for a while, leaned over and reminded softly: "Childe, many people are watching you?"

Bu An pouted and said: "Just look at it, if you don't do something out of the ordinary, how can you spread the reputation of deviant to Bianjing?"

In this way, the two of them returned to Lou's house one after the other, bathed in countless curious or playful eyes.

As soon as I entered the backyard, I saw my brothers and sisters sitting in the yard. There was also a sloppy Taoist priest sitting on the side, who looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dirty and dirty, and his appearance was also thoughtful, needless to say, it must be Deng Xiaoxian, the Taoist priest of Qinglian Temple.

When Zhu Xiuqi saw Bu An coming back, he quickly got up and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Bu, look who is coming." Lou Xinyue and Fang Fei'er also looked at him with a smile.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest also got up and bowed his hands, with a touched look of reunion after a long absence, and choked up: "Step brother...... You and I haven't seen each other in Jiaxing Mansion for three years, right?"

Bu An was inexplicably puzzled by him, and thought to himself: This person won't really know the previous Bu An, right? Is there really such a coincidental thing in the world? Will there be an old acquaintance named Pan Donkey one day?

Just as he was puzzled, Song Qing suddenly walked behind him and laughed: "Oh, no wonder you want to ask me how to practice music, it turns out that I want to learn to play the pipa?"

Su Su hurriedly explained: "No, no, Gongzi is going to use this pipa to test his spiritual power, and by the way, he will use it for deviance!"

He waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense! I think this little pipa is easy to carry and is the best for practicing music." ”

As soon as Su Su was told by him, he stood aside with his mouth closed, looking a little aggrieved, probably because he felt that Gongzi had reversed his word.

Zhu Xiuqi also saw the strange pipa that Bu An was carrying behind him, remembered the words that the master had said before going down the mountain, and felt that this little junior brother could really endure the unbearable of ordinary people, and a trace of respect for him rose in his heart, and he felt sad and indignant for him.

"Senior Brother Bu, I've hurt you......"

He said it sincerely, although Bu An still didn't feel how bitter he was, he was also moved by his tone, waved his hand and said, "Senior brother, this is nothing." "I thought to myself: carrying a quirky four-stringed guitar to the street just takes some courage at first, and getting used to it will be fine.

Lou Xinyue and the others couldn't understand what they were talking about, and they all looked at the two of them blankly.

Zhu Xiuqi glanced at Taoist Deng Xiaoxian, then at Bu An, and sighed lightly: "There are no outsiders here, so that everyone can know how much Senior Brother Bu endures humiliation and burdens......