"Alright." Mr. Xiang handed the silk to Xiaoqiu, "Go back and help me wash it." ”

Xiaoqiu took the silk with a big grin, and her delicate but calloused hands suddenly felt the fine silk cloth that was as soft as water and as cool as the wind. "This fabric is so soft, Mr. Xiang can buy such a fine silk!" With a sigh, she slipped it into her jacket pocket.

Mr. Xiang turned his head sideways and glanced at her lightly, the light in his eyes replaced by disgust.

"Ahem, Xiaoqiu, you can send me another one when you go back."

"What?" Xiaoqiu was a little stunned.

"My silk can only touch the strings and my hands. You put it with coarse cloth clothes, and its smooth surface will be subject to wear. I just don't want to use it anymore. I will give you the buyer's address. ”

Xiaoqiu stuck out her tongue: "It's really too deceitful, Iron Rooster." ”

Mr. Xiang didn't care about Xiaoqiu's resentment, he looked at the woman with a friendly look: "Madam, I have already thought of the song I composed for your heart knot. Next, I'm going to play this little part. ”

The crowd began to cheer as Mr. Xiang was finally about to start his divination show. There is the opening song with the beauty of Qiu Juyan pressing the group at the beginning, and everyone present is speculating about what kind of magical power Mr. Xiang will show next, will it be more wonderful than the macro of a hundred birds and a phoenix?

With a poignant and melodious tone, the divination song began.

Mr. Xiang's level is indeed very different from other musicians. Normal musicians want to play moving music, and even if there is a sense of picture, the end point is in the rhythm. And the divination song that Mr. Xiang is playing now sounds like it has nothing to do with the song at first glance, it is really a group of strange notes that are randomly put together. But when you listen attentively, you will find the mystery in it. Mr. Xiang's divination song transforms the beauty of all the notes into a picture.

The unique memory of Yuexia that existed in Xiaoqiu's body began to emerge again at this moment. In a trance, she remembered a boy wearing a mask, and in front of a strange thing, the music played was also very graphic. But there are differences between the two. Mr. Xiang's music requires full attention, and it is very quick to feel the objective progress of things from it, which is not affected by his own subjective will. And the song in my memory is a very seductive feeling, which only plays a role in inducing, and you can imagine the picture you want to see from a subjective perspective without listening carefully.

If Mr. Xiang's music is like a weak autumn chrysanthemum outside the world, people can watch calmly and cultivate their self-cultivation; Then this inexplicable melody in memory is like a mandala in a secluded mountain col, which arouses curiosity and intoxication, but is easy to be poisoned.

In the depths of another memory, there is a melody similar to that played by Mr. Xiang. Xiaoqiu felt a little dizzy in her brain, holding her forehead and swaying it.

The little girl saw that something was wrong with her, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you okay?" If you really don't feel well, go back and rest. ”

Xiaoqiu raised her hand: "I don't need to rest, let me think about it, and I will remember it soon." ”

The little girl glanced at her: "I'm afraid this madness is getting worse and worse." ”

Suddenly, the path of memory extends to Yuexia's college days, and a boy takes advantage of the fact that there is no one next to him, and plays curiously in front of a guqin.

"Little Tower?" Xiaoqiu, who had the memory of the moon, inadvertently pronounced the name, "Who is it?" Who is Little Tower? ”

Mr. Xiang heard the girl's soft call, but did not show anything on his face, and continued to play the piano earnestly.

Most of the people present can realize that this song is actually a story about a woman and her sister!

At first, the rhythm jumps, sometimes it is normal and sometimes cheerful. It makes people see the life of ordinary people's coarse tea and light food.

After a while, the rhythm jumps in a different way, and the scene suddenly shifts to the seaside. Everyone immediately understood that this passage represented the incident in which the father of the woman who asked for divination rescued Mr. Fengming.

Then the tune continues to be high-pitched, and a twist makes everyone see a place that is brightly lit and magnificent at night.

Soon, the tune was filled with anticipation and struggle. Everyone understands that this is the scene of the woman's sister competing for the top spot in the Snowflake Art Gallery.

Xiaoqiu thought to herself: I'm afraid the next thing is to fight and sorrow, right?

That's true, yes, but what everyone saw was not a group fight, but two women fighting. One of them will disfigure one of them. The disfigured woman fled in vain. The woman who hit her was very much like this sister.

Moreover, one thing that is not easy to notice is that between the fight scenes, there are very short wedding scenes, like dowry gifts.

Everyone wondered why what the sound of the piano showed was not exactly what the woman had said.

At the end of the song, the disfigured woman is so grief-stricken that she bites her finger and writes a love letter on her handkerchief, intending to kill herself.

She was rescued by an immature young man with a guqin, who looked very much like Mr. Xiang, but his complexion was far less mature than Mr. Xiang was now. The disfigured woman of the teenage girl talked to her about something. Soon, the woman turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the guqin. And the melody at this time was full of hatred, like the sound of a night owl coming from the deep valley of hell.

The crowd was horrified by the scene. At this time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Mr. Xiang smiled wickedly and looked at the woman in front of him: "Now, you know where your sister is, right?" ”

The woman's face became distorted by fright, she put twenty taels of silver in front of Mr. Xiang, lowered her head, her voice trembled a little, and asked gently: "A few seconds after Mr.'s divination song, I seem to have seen my sister enter the piano." But is that really the case? ”

Mr. Xiang nodded: "Not bad." ”

"When was that?"

"Three years ago, I just arrived here and met her who was so disappointed that her appearance was ruined."

"This ...... She actually got into the guqin! This fact is counterintuitive. ”

"The world is so big, there are no surprises. There's so much you haven't seen before. Besides, haven't you also seen Mr. Fengming's excellence? ”

"But...... Why did she get into the piano, but there was a way to get her out? ”

Mr. Xiang sneered: "What? When you learn how to do it, do you want to do everything you can to stop it from coming out, so that it will be trapped in the piano for the rest of its life? ”

The woman's expression looked anxious, and she hurriedly explained: "How can it be, I want to save her, she is my own sister!" ”

"Since you love your sister so much, why do you want to ruin her appearance and marry her Langjun?" Mr. Xiang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was extremely cold.

The woman was so flustered that she looked around and found that everyone was looking at her with suspicion.

She kept her voice to the lowest: "Mr. Xiang, I would like to give you more money, please tell me, what is my sister going to do?" ”

"No more money. I'll tell you right now. Your sister and I made a deal. I brought you in and played a tune that hurt your heart and lungs, and this is to avenge your sister. And your attitude, your acting, your story, is the real reward. ”

The woman's expression was a little out of shape, and she was very frightened: "What did you say?" Hurting my heart and lungs? What's going on? ”

"I just carefully observed your state of consciousness in the process of wiping the piano, and the music I composed can not only restore the real picture, but also hurt the villains in the story! Haven't you heard that there is music that kills? The killing music is all there, what's so hard about me hurting you. ”

"Since Mr. has seen through it, I dare to ask, does Mr. have a way to save me?"

"Yes, yes, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it."

"Sir, but it doesn't hurt to speak."

"Repent from the bottom of your heart, and pray for your sister for seven days and forty-nine days. Be careful, don't just put on a show, or your illness won't get better. ”

The crowd heard their conversation, and finally there was no more silence. The accusing words of the woman burst out like steel balls.

Xiaoqiu frowned: "This Mr. Xiang is really excessive, and he doesn't shy away from talking about this kind of thing that exposes people's shortcomings." ”

The little girl laughed at her: "Didn't you also hate that woman when you started? ”

"I'm ......" Xiaoqiu wanted to say that it was because of jealousy, but she glanced at Mr. Xiang, who was as calm as a wood, and stopped talking.

"Hahaha." After hearing everyone's discussion, the woman painfully covered her hand over her beautiful face, and her eyes became wet, "All of you here, is everyone so cold and jade!" Who are you to accuse me? At the beginning, my sister was very deep in the city, and she lied to us that she liked the guqin, but she didn't like it at all! Everything is her plan, it's just her plan to marry your son! It was only when she came home that she told us about it. I was so envious and jealous that I couldn't do it. Why can she have a stepping stone to climb the rich and noble, and I have nothing? ”

"You offered to send your sister to the Snowflake Gallery?"

The woman shook her head: "No, she asked me to accompany her." She said that when she became a young grandmother, she would let me go over to serve her as a maid. That way, she said, I would be able to live in a big house and eat the rest of the good food. ”

Mr. Xiang sighed: "Actually, she is also excessive. ”

The guqin began to shake violently, and Mr. Xiang was startled. He gestured to Xiaoqiu and Xiaowu who were standing next to him. They came over and tried to keep the guqin under control.

"Your sister doesn't seem to be happy with my evaluation."

"My sister is proud of herself."

"Go on."

"That day, I arrived at the Snowflake Art Museum. My sister still says hurtful things. I finally dealt a cruel blow to her, ruined her appearance, and robbed her of the music that Mr. Fengming gave her. The rich and noble son, who was going to marry him, was sad to see her missing. Because my sister and I looked nine points alike, the boy married me and asked me to take my place. For the next two years, I lived in fear, fearing that one day my sister would come back and take everything from me. Unexpectedly, in just two years, my husband was tired of me, gave me a letter of resignation, and gave me a lot of money, so that my parents and I would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives. At last, he said...... It's all about my sister's face! I'm really angry, I have to find my sister, I want to ask her why, even though she's missing, she still haunts me! This, combined with my curiosity, drove me to you. ”

Mr. Xiang's brows finally relaxed, and he told the woman in a very small voice: "Madam, thank you for being able to tell me the mystery, which is a very useful thing for me." Truth be told, the reason why I was able to play such a piece was because of your sister's role in the piano. This piano of mine is quite magical, when someone and the piano are combined, it will produce great energy, through the will of that person who has been resentful for a long time, and the divine power of the guqin, you can play the most wonderful divination song~ Finally, what I want to tell you is that in half an hour, your sister will automatically return to your house. I also hope that you can reform and reconcile with her. If you or your sister continue to do evil, this guqin will definitely not let you go~"

"Got it, sir." After thanking the woman, she hurried away under the accusations of everyone.

Xiao Qiu leaned up to Mr. Xiang proudly: "This woman looks like a good person, but I didn't expect her heart to be so vicious." ”

Mr. Xiang sighed: "It is precisely because of this that she is so pitiful. ”

The color of jealousy stained Xiaoqiu's cheeks: "You still sympathize with her?" Hey, don't be so overflowing with love! ”

Mr. Xiang glanced at Xiaoqiu, and quickly turned his head away from her.

"It's so cold again, I'm really speechless." Xiaoqiu complained, "Anyway, I'm half of your personal maid." ”