There are still five days, which is the month when Qin Zixin really becomes the master of the Xiaoyao Pavilion. Qin Zixin and Zhuge Yan sat in the side hall of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and the bookcase inside was full of everything about Xiaoyao Valley, from the big account book to the small register.

"Have you memorized all of this?"

Zhuge Yan glanced at Qin Zixin, who was in a trance, did he push too hard? But now the situation outside is getting more and more chaotic, and she can't even protect herself.

"Well, probably, maybe I remembered." Qin Zixin looked at Zhuge Yan in the hazy candlelight, and his cold and jade-like face was filled with a gentle aura.

Suddenly, the scene of eating with Xue Lingjing in Biluo Palace that night surfaced. Qin Zixin shook her head and looked at the book in front of her intently, originally she could probably still recognize the words of this shijie, but the words of this Xiaoyao Valley were always flowing and difficult to read.

"Time is running out, whether you want to be captured as a sacrifice or become the pavilion master of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, you choose for yourself? Or will I help you choose? ”

Zhuge Yan handed a guqin to Qin Zixin.

"When、Of course, I choose. It's just, weishenme wants to learn the piano? ”

Qin Zixin immediately looked at Zhuge Yan with a hundred times more energy, but Zhuge Yan, why did he give her a guqin? To become a cabinet master, do you want to learn to play the piano? No, except for dancing and painting, she is a poor person with artistic cells.

"The sound of the piano can be hypnotic. It can confuse people's minds, or it can kill people invisibly. I'm just going to give you an explanation and then I'll teach you how to prevent it. ”

Zhuge Yan looked at Qin Zixin amusedly, what had she been thinking about all day? Everyone naturally just has their own specialty, and there is no variety.

"That's good. I thought you wanted me to learn how to play the piano. Qin Zixin exhaled lightly, if she was allowed to play the piano, it was estimated that she would not be able to play cotton yet.

Zhuge Yan moved the piano to the table and sat down calmly. A delicate sound like water flowed from Zhuge Yan's fingertips, faintly echoing in the quiet night. Qin Zixin was lying on the bookcase, and the exhaustion of his body seemed to have receded, and Zhuge Yan, who had calmed down, actually had a floating and immortal temperament, and he was incomprehensible in beauty.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned sharply, and Qin Zixin felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had been caught by something.

"Glass comb?" Qin Zixin found that it was a similar coolness spreading from the place where the glass comb was placed.

Qin Zixin took the glass comb in his hand, the light of the glass comb became brighter and brighter as the sound of the piano intensified, and the halo also wrapped Qin Zixin tightly, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart slowly dissipated. Seeing this scene, Zhuge Yan couldn't help but speed up the plucking of the strings, who knew that Qin Zixin was not affected by it in the slightest.

"It looks like it's going to protect you." Zhuge Yan pressed the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"I also think it's weird, it's not the first time, but usually it just doesn't change." Qin Zixin put the glass comb back on.

"I don't think it's early today, Zixin, you can go and rest first." Zhuge Yan looked at the night, he still had to listen to the reports of the internal informants planted in various countries and other Jianghu organizations, seeing that Qin Zixin's progress was also a rapid progress, he must be able to relax.

"Zhuge Yan, don't you need to identify acupuncture points today?" Qin Zixin remembered that in order to learn acupuncture points, she had a lot of trouble identifying acupuncture points, so she had to experiment with herself, but she almost crippled herself.