"The bamboo leaves are green, the wind is strong, and the wind is strong and iron-clad is blown. A bend of the bright moon shines on Dan's heart, the affection is earnest, the meaning is heavy, and the mirror flowers and water moon are finally empty. After Qi Ran woke up, there was the melodious sound of the piano in his ears, accompanied by Man Changyu.

"This ancient style is good!" Qi Ranxin said.

Looking around, this is an octagonal pavilion with potted flowers resting on wooden chairs, a bamboo basket standing against the chair, and ancient books neatly placed inside. A young genius was caressing the piano there, his fingers flying, and the sound of the piano turned from slow to intense as the sound fell.

Qi Ran heard the sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves.

"Damn, the casting of this costume drama is too good, and the protagonist is a proper guqin master." Qi Ran was immersed in the sound of the piano.

"Senior brother, you have finally realized the highest level of using love as the harp. It's a pity that your life ends here, so why bother! A voice came from overhead. Qi Ran looked at it, it turned out that there were still people on the back of the cool hall, the people on it were dressed in soap clothes, hardcover, delicate facial features, grass in the mouth, with a faint smile, lying on the top of the hall looking at the sky, it seemed that the beautiful music did not affect his good mood.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat." At the end of the piano sound, there is a tendency to break through the sky.

"A piece of Dan's heart is wrong, pitiful, and lamentable." The people at the top of the hall did not comfort and encourage, but expressed their feelings.

"This plot has to be changed, at least with some positive energy." Qi Ran wanted to kowtow and kowtow with the two.

As the words came out, Qi Ran couldn't hear his own voice, he was surprised in his heart, and slowly walked towards the plain pianist in the cool hall.

If you play the piano so well, you must be a master.

The pianist seemed to have no one in his eyes, and his clean hands were on the strings: "You and I are brothers, and I will stroke another song for my brother, and from then on heaven and man will be separated forever, and each will cherish it." ”

"What's going on!" Qi Ran put his hand on the string, but the other party ignored his existence, his ten fingers were quickly pulled, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded, which was a song of mountains and flowing water.

"This person played this song before he died, which shows that the relationship between the two brothers is not bad." Qi Ran knew the allusions to the alpine flowing water song, and understood that the two were not only brothers, but also close friends.

As soon as the piano sounded, Qi Ran came to the top of the cool hall, wanting to see who this extremely indifferent confidant friend in the hall was. He now knew that he was just a little spiritual sense, and he knew that he had an accident when refining his true name magic weapon, which caused his divine consciousness to flow here.

There is no shooting of the peripheral scene here, he should have traveled to ancient times, judging from the scholarly robes in the hall and the short clothes of the people in front of him, it should be between the Tang and Song dynasties.

At the end of the mountains and flowing water, the scholar sighed: "Senior brother, go first for my brother, the world is scorching and cold, and it is so precious." After speaking, he picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Qi Ran was not obedient, and he wanted to stop it but couldn't do anything. And this confidant of his brother seemed indifferent.

The luthier toasted, his head fell on the piano, and he bled to death from his mouth and nose.

"What a poison!" Qi Ran shook his head, what can't he think of, he wants to take poison?

can be so ruthless to himself, why can't he get justice back to himself!

Qi Ran is very worthless for this gentleman.

"Senior brother, let's go, I will help you fulfill your unfulfilled wishes." The soap-clothed man was extremely cold, and instead of collecting the body of his senior brother, he turned and left.

"I also know how to make friends, and I can't reach my friends. I'm too lazy to do this thing, you really don't know anyone. Qi Ran thought so, and was deeply unworthy of the pianist.

He wanted to help the luthier wipe the blood from his mouth and nose.

Judging from the violinist's clothing, it should be a very important image, and he can't be allowed to report to Hades with this embarrassing image.

As soon as Qi Ran touched the dead man, he was electrocuted.

"He's not going to be dead and haunted." Qi Ran is a cultivator, and he knows that the human body is an energy body, a small star, but now that this star is dead, his energy no longer exists, why can he still reach the divine consciousness of a cultivator!

When Qi Ran's mind turned, he felt tightness in his chest.

"How can the divine consciousness have a feeling of tightness in the chest!" Qi Ran let out a long sigh, "I crossed over." ”

Qi Ran took over Wu Yue's system in its entirety!

Wu Yue, 20 years old, although he was only a small official in the history of Chen Guotai in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, he was a famous genius in the world, he was selected to enter the Chen Palace because of the person he loved, and he was powerless, he felt bored, and died of poisoning.

Wu Yue is a great talent, he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if Qi Ran wants to mix well in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Wu Yue's system is the most suitable. He met friends with his writings and met famous people all over the world; Because he has the world in mind and has met many hot-blooded young people, such as You Ran, Qi Ran is very optimistic about this chivalrous and righteous young hero.

"Perhaps, your sweetheart is now very happy to climb the high branches, but you ended your life here, no wonder your senior brother Wei Xu is not worth it for you, and I am not worth it for you." Qi Ran muttered to himself, "Wu Yue's life is over, and in the future, I will borrow your skin to walk in the world and start Qi Ran's new life." ”

Qi Ran loaded the piano with his hands and feet, picked up the bamboo basket, and walked out of the cool hall.