Before he could get closer, Xin Lang was standing under the circular shell wall when he heard music coming from inside.

After listening to it as soon as he heard it, he knew that it was the sound of the Winged Qin Sword that he had heard at the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony before, and its timbre was very unique, as if it directly plucked people's heartstrings.

But after hearing a few sounds, he couldn't help frowning.

This player is so unqualified, and there is no discipline in the rhythm, just like a three-year-old child casually beating a musical sword, which is really difficult to hear.

Xin Lang thought to himself, I guess which beginner tried the sword at the home of Master Weigong.

I don't know if visiting them now will bother them.

What Xin Lang never expected was that this unpleasant music without melody was played by the inventor of the Yiqin Sword himself.

Cui Xiaoxiao covered her ears with her hands, it was really unbearable, and she shook her head and sighed while reading.

Damn Emiya, why am I being dragged here to listen to you play this ghost-crying wolf-like sound?

If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't been able to enter the Imperial Spirit Realm for a long time, she would have snatched it up and let him understand what a master's level of performance was.

Emiya tried all the notes and laughed contentedly.

"How?"

"Pretty much." Cui Xiaoxiao replied lightly, "Aren't you known as absolute hearing, why are you asking me?" ”

"Ah...... The main thing is to ask about the feelings, not necessarily the pitch, but also the feelings of the audience. ”

Wei Gong has only one thing hidden from Cui Xiaoxiao so far, that is, the golden finger on his body, I don't know why, he always feels that it is better not to tell her.

It is with this golden finger that he can occasionally show off his power in front of Cui Xiaoxiao, such as being able to accurately measure frequency, current intensity, separating elements with bare hands, and so on.

"Look at my expression, look at it seriously." Cui Xiaoxiao looked like a broken jar, holding a round little face with her hand, and her big eyes were not bright at all, "What do you think, how do the listeners feel?" ”

"Okay." Wei Gong received the sword to his side, this dead girl, obviously dissatisfied with the level of his performance.

It was then that they heard a knock on the door downstairs.

"Is it the aunt of Kenrin Sakura?" Cui Xiaoxiao muttered.

"It's not polite." Wei Gong had a happy smile on his face, and said as he went downstairs, "You have to call someone else's sister, otherwise I will be scolded for being undisciplined!" ”

"Death Guard Palace! You have to take care of it! Cui Xiaoxiao complained, and her eyes almost erupted with fire.

When Wei Gong opened the door, there was an old man with snow-white hair standing outside, he was wearing a piece of mud-stained and somewhat yellowed clothes, and the original white background could be vaguely seen.

The old man carried a large bamboo basket behind his back, and on top was a round peachwood stool that was some years old.

Emiya let out a disappointed sigh, then struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"Old man, who are you looking for?"

"Little brother, is Master Weigong at home? I'm here to find Master Emiya. ”

"Hmm. I am. Wei Gong said lightly, "Old man, are you here to forge a sword from me?" ”

"You are?!" Xin Lang's wrinkled eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was the legendary Master of the Guard.

This person looks handsome, slender, and looks like a jade tree facing the wind, which is still a little different from the mysterious white-haired old fairy he imagined.

However, Xin Lang immediately understood, it is said that after a person cultivates to the realm of the twelvefold golden pill, he will be able to rejuvenate and stay young forever, although he is not immortal, but his appearance is similar to that of a young man in his twenties.

is worthy of being the master of the palace, it turns out that he has reached this realm.

Xin Lang was excited, with a little tears in the corners of his eyes, and then knelt down in front of Wei Gong with a thud.

"Master Weigong, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Old man, please hurry up, I really don't dare to be." Wei Gong hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, and let out a sigh in his heart, thinking, didn't he meet another madman?

"Master Weigong, I want to worship you as a teacher." As soon as Xin Lang was helped up by him, he knelt down again.

"You?" Wei Gong pointed to the tip of his nose with a look of disbelief, "You want to worship me as a teacher?" ”

This old man, to say the least, is seventy or eighty years old, he can be his grandfather, and he actually wants to be his apprentice.

Xin Lang nodded very seriously, "I want to follow you, as long as I can learn how to make a winged qin sword by your side, and I am willing to be a cow and a horse." ”

"Old man, you are serious......

Emiya had no choice but to use the Wind Resisting Technique to hold his body up in the air and send him into the house.

After Xin Lang's explanation, Wei Gong realized that he was the old man who sold mini music swords in the night market of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, and it was only because Jian Rin Sakura played with the Wing Qin Sword at the sword sacrifice ceremony that he made up his mind to pursue him.

Xin Lang wanted to worship him as a teacher, but Wei Gong refused at first.

But then I thought about it, he really needs a swordsmith who understands the rhythm of music to help him, and the Yiqin Sword itself is the music sword, this one called Xin Lang also sold the music sword in the Heavenly Sword Country last time, and the control of the music rhythm should not be bad.

If there is a problem, he can also check and adjust the quality, and maybe he can help with the new music sword in the future.

During this time, he has been thinking about what to do with the future path of sword forging, and using his poor knowledge of the 21st century, he has formulated a series of business strategies.

His Wei Sword Casting Group has to increase some manpower, on the one hand, to expand the scale of production, and on the other hand, to liberate Wei Gong himself, so that he can have more time and energy to build new swords.

In his brain system, there are many good swords that he once particularly wanted, but struggled with not having the money to build.

Wei Gong is also a person from the 21st century, and he deeply understands a truth, no matter how much money there is, it is a waste to keep it in his hands, and all the profits earned this time must be invested.

According to his strategy, the first is to open as many different stores as possible, and then add new products to sell all over the world, and at the same time a large part of the money has to be used for advertising.

The advertising agreement signed with Jian Rin Sakura before must be implemented as soon as possible.

In this way, each branch also needs people.

It just so happened that Xin Lang could come in handy, this old man seemed to be sincere, otherwise he wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to find him alone.

Thinking of this, Wei Gong finally made up his mind and lowered Xin Lang from the air to the ground, and then nodded reluctantly, "Okay, I'll take you as an apprentice." ”

Xin Lang was so happy that he burst into tears, lay on the ground and kowtowed, and said in an old voice, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Wei Gong looked embarrassed, he was really not used to having such an old apprentice.

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