Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Streamer, the Bosom Friend

"Old servant, that kid will let you take care of it, I'll go back first!"

"Don't worry, Wuji, this is my son-in-law of Mufu!haha!" The old man smiled, and Zhao Wuji was speechless, that is, he had joined your Mu family, and it was not possible.

After Zao Wou-Ki left, the old man sighed: "Alas, it's difficult, when the light bulb is invisible." ”

Because Mu Xian'er didn't allow him to get so close, he could let Oscar lead him later.

"Oscar, that piano shop called Wutong Yuan is good, there are so many people!" Mu Xian'er pointed to the guqin shop not far away.

"Well, my little princess, let's go over and see!" Oscar smiled, the feeling of being in love for the first time, very happy.

"This is the treasure of the store's town store, the streamer piano, those who can play this piano, the store will give it away for free, and you won't take a penny!" A man in his thirties introduced this guqin, which is also eye-catching, shining in the sun.

"I guess the owner of this shop is bluffing, but this piano looks worth a lot of money!" said one of the spectators.

"It shouldn't be like it, it hasn't been played in years!" said another observer.

Then, a handsome man who seemed to be in his twenties stood up and asked elegantly and politely: "Boss, I don't know if you can try it!"

"It's him!" Mu Xian'er said with her mouth covered.

"Hmm, little princess, who is he?" Oscar asked, this young man's cultivation is also around the soul venerable, and his demeanor is elegant, very polite, and dignified.

"When I was a child, I went to Barak City with my father, and I saw him at the King's Banquet, and he was also a well-known music master in the Barak Kingdom. Mu Xian'er said excitedly, remembering the silent scene at that time, and the singer was gloomy.

Seeing his little girlfriend so excited, isn't it similar to seeing an idol, so he asked, "Then the music he plays should be very good!"

"Uh-huh!" Mu Xian'er nodded.

Oscar was speechless, just like you, a little witch, you're not afraid of me being jealous, but this girl should have been quite small at that time.

The boss carefully took out the streamer piano and said to the music: "Please take care of it!"

The man nodded, and gently stroked the colorful flowing guqin, the silk was made of some unknown pieces, exuding a trace of coldness. I don't know what material the body is made of, so I can't see the years.

"Hey, I can play it!" I tried it, but I was unwilling to give up on the music, and I wanted to pluck the strings again.

After the second time, his fingers kept shaking, and his mouth said, "Impossible, impossible, how can this be!"

Oscar shook his head, walked up and said, "Master Le, your heart is upset!"

The handsome man looked at Oscar, his appearance was better than himself, he looked like he was about ten years old, he was now nearly thirty years old, he had studied music for more than 30 years since he was a child, he was proficient in all kinds of music, he couldn't talk about this guqin, and he was unwilling and reluctant in his heart.

"Oscar!" Mu Xian'er came up and took Oscar's hand, and hundreds of people around watched it.

"Little friend, thank you for reminding me, it's Le who is too conceited!" The man finally gave up, and he still couldn't let go in his heart.

Oscar nodded and said: "Master Le is an upright person, but it's a pity that this guqin is made of deep cold 10,000-year-old golden silk, the cold is unparalleled, and the body of the piano should be made of colorful immortal sycamore wood, it can be seen that the person who made the qin has exhausted a lot of effort!"

The music heart was a little relieved, yes, this may be a lifetime, and then looked at Oscar and said: "Xiaoyou actually knows this guqin, I don't know how to play it......"

There was a pause before he finished speaking, how could the Oscars be played at the age of fifteen at most?

"Oscar!" Mu Xian'er was surprised, he would know about this guqin?

smiled at Mu Xian'er, and then gently stroked this guqin, Le Yin Pavilion, I don't know if the girl there is okay, is she being bullied by other forces?

"Knock-" A long and tactful sound, like a phoenix, Oscar's slender fingers flicked.

"It's ringing, it's finally ringing, grandpa, you are in the spirit of heaven, you can rest in peace. "The boss is already in tears, and the plucking proves that he can play.

"Can you tell me, little brother, your name?" the thirty-something boss requested.

Oscar thought about it and couldn't help but sigh: "The person who played it called, Xuan Ming!"

"Xuanming, Golden Silk, good, good!" the boss smiled.

"Don't you regret that I'm going to take it?" Oscar asked, his real name almost forgotten, Xuan Ming was his name in the cultivation world, a merry cultivator.

"No, no, no!" The boss said, because there were many people, please invite a few people into Wutong Garden, and the boss began to say: his name is Mu Youqin, and his grandfather is a titled Douluo of the qin martial spirit, titled Qin, a love of the qin, first looking for the guqin everywhere, and finally spent a lifetime of hard work to make this streamer qin, and it also has a name called Liuxian Qin.

"The remnants of the fairy?" Oscar sighed.

This Title Douluo finally plucked it, and he left with regret before he had time to play a song, hoping that someone could use it to play a song before he died.

Le Quxin himself is also such a person, and now he is nearly thirty years old before his soul is respected, and he is called Douluo?

"Oscar, is it okay?" Mu Xian'er felt the chill of the streamer and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry!" With this guqin, his own Xuanming recipe is like seeing something delicious, and it is running actively.

Facing a few tablets of the ancestors of the Mu family, he stroked the guqin again, and said lightly: "The jade festival beads are out of Hanlin." Poetry and books are handsome and deep. The mighty tiger roared and the dragon roared. I am a corporal of the husband's sect, and I have wine and pour when we meet. Mountains and rivers meet bosom friends. ”

I finished reading this ancient poem.

Plucking the guqin, one note after another beats, colorful lights flash, like a fairy, until the end of the song "Mountains and Flowing Water", the hands have become purple.

"Hiss!" Mu Xian'er held Oscar's hand, wanting to warm herself, and let out a sound, you can see how bad the cold is.

"You're my Yoremy!" Oscar remembered as he looked at the girl.

"It's okay!" said with a slight smile, pulling his hand back, it would not be good to freeze this little girl.

"I'm a corporal of my husband's door, and I have wine and pour when we meet. Mountains and rivers meet bosom friends!" Le Quxin and Mu Youqin both muttered.