Walking to an intersection and crossing the zebra crossing, a few small sparrows suddenly flew from the wires above Lin Sheng's head.

The chirping sound is very crisp and pleasant.

Lin Sheng felt that the heat in his heart seemed to be better.

He stood under the wires and looked up at the little sparrow above.

As soon as he raised his head, the sparrows on the wires exploded like an electric shock, screaming and flying away.

It felt like someone was holding a stick and giving them a blow.

"It's too exaggerated..."Lin Sheng was helpless, lowered his head, and just walked on the deserted street, blowing a cold wind, which made him feel better.

It was getting darker and darker.

Lin Sheng walked a few kilometers, feeling a little more conscious, and his body seemed to be calmer. That's when you have the mood to care about where you are.

At this moment, a thin sound of strings drifted from the right side not far away.

The soft and rhythmic crisp music made Lin Sheng's heart feel like a clear spring, and the volcanic state that could erupt at any time was quickly controlled.

His heart moved, and he walked briskly in the direction where the music had come.

Soon, next to a cake shop, I found the source of the sound of music - a simple piano shop called Otto.

The store is not large, only taking up two of the width of a normal storefront. The position of the plaque above is painted all black, and four large characters are hung in white woodcuts: Yin Feng Qin Xing.

The entrance is a transparent glass door, and a leaflet is posted on the door: long-term enrollment, and the tuition fee at the end of the year is 20% off.

There was a display board outside the door, on which was written: Karna piano, Hyde piano, Visman violin, Kahn harp, etc., we have everything you need.

Lin Sheng walked to the edge of the glass door, looked through the glass, and looked inside.

A few children, the youngest of seven or eight years old, and the oldest of twelve or thirteen years old, are carefully demonstrating and playing their own music under the guidance of a girl in white with short hair that reaches her ears.

On the other side of the shop, there are various ogre, flutes, and harps of different sizes and colors.

There is also a pitch-black medium-sized piano in the corner, and two couples who look like customers are standing in front of the piano and chatting quietly.

From time to time, there was a somewhat clumsy crisp music in the shop, but it was this slightly clumsy music that made Lin Sheng's heart involuntarily calm.

"Music?"

He was silent, and stood in front of the store quietly watching the little ones playing the piano inside.

Although he is now, he is actually eighteen or nineteen years old. Not much older than these kids.

It's just that his body shape, originally he has become a lot stronger because of his recent exercise. Now in the state of semi-dragonization, it is one size bigger than before.

At this time, Lin Sheng, standing in front of the door of the piano shop, was nearly two meters tall, with strong muscles as hard as rocks, coupled with the subtle dragon power that came with the natural transformation of the half-dragon.

Just standing in place can make passers-by retreat.

Lin Sheng didn't care how much pressure he would bring to others.

After standing for a while, he finally reached out and pushed the door and walked into the piano shop.

The woman in charge of teaching the piano looked at him, and was slightly shocked by his exaggerated strong size. But after a few more glances, she continued to teach a few children to practice.

A female clerk in a dark green apron approached and politely looked up and smiled at Lin Sheng.

"Would you like to see the five-stringed harp, the six-stringed harp, or the violin, or the harp?"

"I'll take a casual look. Lin Sheng could feel that his half-dragon was under the influence of music, and he could relax a little.

But not enough!

He needed more, clearer and more serene music.

He walked past the ukulele hanging on the wall, his fingers running over it.

Of the large number of memory fragments that had been absorbed, all the parts about music were sifted out.

Soon, he walked over to a pale gold harp that was only the length of an adult's forearm.

Seeing this, the clerk on the side quickly stepped forward to finish.

"This is the Sal Harp, and unlike most harps, the Salar Harp is very small, and although the tone is not as melodious as that of the large harps, it is better in terms of crisp rhythm. ”

"Really?" Lin Sheng reached out and took off the pale golden harp, his mind recalling the way he had seen the Blood Blue Harp in his previous dream in the Snow Wind Castle.

This Sal harp, with only a slight modification, seems to be able to be transformed into the recorded blood blue harp.

Both are very similar in size and appearance.

Lin Sheng stretched out his hand and closed his eyes.

The small and delicate harp contrasts sharply with his large physique.

Flick your fingertips.

Bite....

A crisp and pleasant sound suddenly drifted through the piano shop.

In the memories that Lin Sheng absorbed, there was a heavily armored soldier who liked the harp the most. No matter how heavy the war task is, he will squeeze out time to play a song for himself every day.

The soldier came from the ancient kingdom of Mito, which once had the most abundant forests, the most delicious fruits, and the lush verdant vegetation.

It's a pity that in the memories of the soldiers, the Mituo Kingdom has long been sunk in the long river of history, buried by the wind and sand, and disappeared.

Lin Sheng closed his eyes and carefully recalled, the ancient ballad from the soldier's memory, accompanied by his somewhat rusty fingering, slowly cleansed in the piano shop.

As the sound of ancient and tranquil music spread, Lin Sheng's spirit and body gradually returned to normal under the influence of this tranquility.

The heat and blazing heat in his body seemed to be watered by an incomparably cold spring water, and his whole body was cool and comfortable.

This feeling of comfort almost made Lin Sheng forget that he was in the piano shop, not resting.

After a piece of music, Lin Sheng released the strings.

"I want this piano. He handed the Sal harp to the clerk who was stunned.

"Well... Good!"

The clerk came back to his senses and quickly replied.

He'd never heard that tune before. That kind of ancient sadness, quiet and distant style, so that he feels calm when he listens closely.

When he came back to his senses, he remembered that the person who had just played the harp was actually a strong man who was a head taller than him. It's such a soft sound.....

In another corner of the store, the boys and girls who were practicing, as well as the teacher who was teaching the piano, also looked at Lin Sheng in surprise.

It's not because he plays it too well, but no one has heard this song, and Lin Sheng is two meters tall, strong as a bear, and holds a small and delicate pale gold harp.

This kind of picture gives people a very strong impact of contrast.

The young couple on one side looked at Lin Sheng with appreciative eyes, and their temperament was very similar to that of professionals who specialize in music.

In these years, there are too few people who can play the Sal harp so smoothly and can substitute their own feelings. Not to mention that Lin Sheng is so young.

After paying the money, Lin Sheng refused the couple's initiative to communicate and left the piano shop directly.

After he played a song, he felt that the half-dragon on his body was slowly fading, and the size of his previously inflated body was slowly shrinking and recovering at this time.

He planned to go back and transform this harp to make a blood-blue harp that could exercise his holy power.