Sang Ziting took the electronic prayer post and waited in front of Master Fan Guan. Behind her was a large package, an unununtied soundstone.

In the afternoon, the melting snow was dripping. Sang Ziting rang the doorbell and put out an electronic prayer post.

This snow castle is close to a passage somewhere in the dungeon, but there are no snow castles within a radius of ten miles.

Ziting listened to the sound left by the snow dripping, the sun was just right, and the goggles were automatically turned on, it was really quiet, but it was not normal quiet.

Close to absolute silence. Even the ticking sound of melting snow is kept to a minimum. If it weren't for Sang Ziting's high-level spiritual power, she wouldn't have discovered this.

It looks like I'm out for a trip today.

Even the ticking sound, if Fan Guan felt that it was "disturbing", then the humming sound of her flying machine would have already awakened the owner of this snow castle.

Since he didn't open the door, he obviously refused.

Sang Ziting thought about it, put down his gift box, got up and left.

The first time he placed it, Ziting thought that since he was a mental rioter, he might like light food.

I tried to make three dishes.

a porridge product, mung bean porridge; A dessert, Xue Mei Niang, with a hand-beaten whipping cream sandwich without any soup; A soup, beef stew with potatoes, the beef has been simmered for 24 hours and has a great taste.

Sang Ziting piloted the aircraft, and just started to fly out of a thousand meters, he was smashed down by a sudden "small fireball".

Qiuqiu's calm voice came, "The fireball of the ability hit the drive directly, and it can't be started again, and a new drive needs to be configured." ”

Sang Ziting, "......" Fan Guan's temper is really bad!

The clay man also has three points of anger, Ziting's eyes are amazingly bright, Qiuqiu knows that Ziting is angry.

Ziting took out the invitation card and wrote a few lines of poetry.

One

"Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty.

Wan Lai is silent here, but Yu Zhong chimes. ”

(Everything is silent, but there is a bell.) ）

Second

"The bottom of the intermittent warbler is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while.

Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. ”

(Sound is quieter than silent.) ）

Ironically, Master Fan wanted to be quiet but couldn't. There is no absolute silence in the world, just as there is no absolute vacuum.

Fan Guanyue blocks sound through various means, and it is better to accept the existence of "white noise".

Just like at night, Fan Guan chose to sleep in the dungeon, and the wind bell vine passed through the wind cavity to emit a kind of white noise.

"You're quite literate, come in."

Sang Ziting really wanted to leave with a backbone, but she needed the piano. So, she endured.

Ziting took a deep breath, got off the flying machine, and put on his own piano case. Walking in the snow, during this time, she walked step by step, using her mental power to form a protective barrier around her body, she didn't want to resist the fireball with her body.

If the fireball comes on your body, you will be hurt.

She has a steady heart rate and a good attitude. If you can't ask for the piano, then leave.

Thanks to the physical training during this time, otherwise Sang Ziting would have gasped even more. She stood in front of the door, patted the snow on her body, rang the doorbell politely, and lifted the gift box in front of the door.

The door in front of him opened.

Ziting almost didn't stabilize the expression on his face, the huge living room was full of various utensils, and there was a small path in the middle.

Follow the trail and step into a small room. This small room should be a storage room.

It's empty, just an old carpet.

Ziting put the gift box and his own piano box on the carpet, and sat down cross-legged.

The hospitality hall is full of clutter, and the small storage room is used as a waiting room, which is really weird. Since I can't understand Master Fan's behavior and habits, I can only respect it.

"Angry? A young man is even more angry than an old man like me. ”

An old red-haired man in a plop protective suit walked in through the door. Don't look at the messy living room, but this old man is clean and tidy.

Sang Ziting was indeed a little upset, but when he thought that he had already secretly gone back, he thought that the previous thing had been canceled, and the aircraft was smashed and smashed.

Sang Ziting didn't force himself to laugh, but tried his best to treat each other politely.

However, Fan Guan said more directly, "I want the stone on your flying machine, tell me about your conditions." ”

Sang Ziting was relieved, she opened the piano box beside her, "Mr. Fan Guan, this is my channel." ”

Fan Guan glanced at the piano, "In this way, you want a groomer." ”

Sang Ziting didn't grind, and nodded directly.

"Then I'm not going to be a good deal." Although this little sister-in-law has reached a high level of mental power at a young age, the master level is just around the corner.

However, the official level crushes people to death, not to mention that the master level is not so easy to cross. Her results are good, but Fan Guan didn't see it.

"What do you say, I need to do?" Sang Ziting asked directly.

"Hahaha, you're not old, you're not too young, what do you need to do? I'm going to have to think about it. Master Fan Guan stood up, it was rare for him to talk to someone so calmly.

changed to others, after a sentence or two, Fan Guan couldn't help but jump like thunder, there was something strange about this Gu Liang.

Although Sang Ziting in front of her came to ask for the qin, there was no excessive desire in her eyes and body, she was a little angry, but there was no trace of resentment.

Fan Guan's irritability was not because he was a fire genus, but because his spiritual tentacles were very sensitive, and any slight fluctuation in the outside world would affect him.

He can easily sense people's emotions, "It's a calm person, hey, for your sake, forget it." Alas. ”

Sang Ziting held back the tic-tac-toe pattern on the corner of his forehead, "In addition to playing some piano music, I will also make some simple food, although it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, but the taste is acceptable." I brought three samples today, and asked Mr. Fan to taste them. ”

Sang Ziting saw that Master Fan Guan had agreed to help her make the piano, so he took out the insulated food box.

Cool mung bean porridge, warm potatoes and beef, snow-white dessert Xue Mei Niang.

The alluring aroma and simple combination make Master Fan's belly buzz. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and ate half of Xue Meiniang in one bite.

Immediately after that, the rest of the food was eaten.

Ziting opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Fan Guan; It's the beer that Chippatri helped her brew.

Master Fan took a sip and said, "It's too bitter." And he put it down.

Sang Ziting did not have other superfluous actions. He sat quietly cross-legged and waited for Master Fan Guan to speak.

Probably because he was full of food and drink, Fan Guan's temper did not explode, but began to babble and ask questions to Sang Ziting, "What style of piano do you like, grand piano?" Do you just like black, or gold? ……”

"It's simple and easy to carry. The color should not be too exaggerated, black, white and gray are fine. ”

"It's boring, girl, it's very appropriate to use pink, hahahaha......"

A pink piano? Sang Ziting couldn't accept this color at all.

"Pink can't do it, pink green, powder blue powder starts with can't." The tic-tac-toe pattern still climbed up the forehead of the Sang Zi Pavilion.

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