After seeing the face of the person who stroked the qin, Lezuno took a few steps back.

The stumbling man sat down on the ground.

"How... How could that be! Who are you?! He looked calm, but his voice was undoubtedly a little shaky.

The man holding the guqin in front of him, except that his clothes were different from the green silk he was wearing, was like him carved out of the same mold.

No wonder he felt so familiar with this figure and voice!

This is another him!

This has to be terrifying, anyone who touches it will feel scared...

"There's no need to be so alarmed." The man paced up to him, bent slightly, and held out his hand, motioning for him to grab himself.

"Who the hell are you!" Le Izuye didn't get up, kept a sitting posture, and looked at him with a frown, although he had calmed down the panic, he was still a little at a loss between his eyebrows.

What the hell is he doing?

"Ghosts? The man didn't force him, withdrew his hand, and chuckled, "I'm not a ghost. ”

Le Izuno was shocked, how did he know what he was thinking?!

He didn't say anything.

"Not only can I hear your inner thoughts, but I can also feel your... Afraid? The man holding the piano said half-teasingly.

"Are you a human or a ghost! Who are you! Why did you lead me to this strange place! Leideno was a little angry.

And this person has the same face as him, can he still be scared by his face and doubt his life?!

his uncle's.

He got up from the ground with a pout, and looked at the person holding the qin in annoyance.

"So what to do when you are angry, I am neither a human nor a ghost." The person holding the qin turned around a little funny, turned his back to him, and walked back to the pear blossom tree.

He leaned against the trunk of a tree, sat down cross-legged, and with one hand, a table appeared in front of him, on which were white wine glasses and jugs.

"Would you like a drink?" The violin bearer held his glass, turned to look at him with a smile.

With some anger, he strode over, grabbed the wine glass in the man's hand, and drank it in one go!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—grass! Ahem..."

Le Izuye was choked by the wine and coughed, but he couldn't help but curse secretly.

The hugger chuckled and shook his head, then turned around and poured himself a glass, "Come and sit down." ”

Le Izuye didn't care if he was a human or a ghost, he choked on the wine, and he was even more angry, and sat down opposite him unceremoniously, with one hand on his knee.

With a thud, he slammed the glass down on the table.

Compared to the other self sitting upright, this posture is like a ruffian.

"Who the hell are you! What the hell are you playing? Believe it or not, I'll kill you! ”

"You must have drunk this wine." The man who held the qin did not hurry to fill his empty cup.

A snow-white petal fell into the glass, floating on the wine, as if you could still smell a pear blossom.

"What... What? Le Izuye didn't slow down a little and blurted out.

"Drunk." The person holding the qin was leisurely, and drank a cup of spicy drunkenness without changing his face, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

"Drunk?" Le Izuye muttered suspiciously, and then slapped the table, "I don't care if you are drunk and wake up, return or not!" I'm asking you, who the hell are you! ”

The person holding the violin put down the cup in his hand and looked up at him.

"I am you, you are me."

When Leideno heard this, the hair all over his body exploded!

Feeling cold and swishing on his back, the person holding the qin in front of him obviously looks very eye-catching.

But he only had terrible and weird feelings.