Through the glass, the figure didn't look very clear, a little ethereal.

But it is certain that it is not human, it is a ghost. And, judging by the figure, it's a female ghost.

"Xiaoxiao, can you catch her at such a distance?" Ding Ermiao asked in a low voice.

Because there are words first, Ding Ermiao can't make the first move. Otherwise, Ding Ermiao had the confidence to take down the female ghost with a ghost chasing talisman.

Ji Xiaoxiao took out a small plastic gun, aimed at the opposite side, put down her hand again, and said, "She is hiding behind the glass, I can't hit her." Otherwise, you can kill her with one shot. ”

"What kind of gun is this?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Simulation, inside is cinnabar bullet and pig iron minced." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

Ding Ermiao nodded, using cinnabar and pig iron powder to deal with ghosts, but it was also decent. It's just that some old ghosts are very fast and not easy to hit.

"Alright then, let's go get her." Ding Ermiao smiled, took out the yin talisman, covered his forehead and shoulders, and pretended to be a sick seedling with insufficient yang qi and yin invading.

My wife wanted to show off her skills, but Ding Ermiao couldn't help it, she couldn't spoil her interest, so she had to accompany her. Otherwise, I will clean up this female ghost in every minute.

The two of them left the dormitory, looked up and looked at the opposite side, behind the window on the fifth floor, the white shadow flashed, but it was gone.

"Oops, she ran away." Ji Xiaoxiao said in a low voice.

"It's okay, the monk can't run the temple if he runs away." Ding Ermiao held Ji Xiaoxiao's hand, squeezed it gently, and said, "Pretend that you don't know anything, go to the other side and have a look." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao snorted, naturally took Ding Ermiao's hand, went down the stairs, and walked to the opposite teaching building.

Between the two buildings, the distance is only fifty meters.

Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao walked around to the front door, pretending to be idling, and walked upstairs slowly, watching as they walked.

Stepping on the stairs and going straight to the fifth floor, after a short pause, Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao turned to the right and walked up to the corridor on the fifth floor.

The hallway is brightly lit, like daytime.

"What are you doing with so many lights, it's a waste of electricity." Ding Ermiao said absentmindedly as he casually turned off a few lights.

The light is too bright for the ghosts to dare to come out.

But Ding Ermiao turned off a few lights, and the few remaining lights in the corridor also flashed, and then went out.

Then, in the open classrooms on the fifth floor, all the lights gradually went out.

Only in the room where the ghost appeared just now, there was still a fluorescent lamp.

"Why did the lights go out again all of a sudden? I really don't understand this school. Ji Xiaoxiao complained.

"Maybe it's the end of the day, right?" Ding Ermiao looked left and right, and said indifferently: "There is another room with lights on here, go and take a look." ”

Of course, both of them knew that the light went out just now was a good thing done by the female ghost, but they didn't say anything, pretending to be confused and playing haha, waiting for the female ghost's next move. 912

The corridor was quiet, except for the footsteps of two people.

The only room with the lights on is a music classroom. In the corner behind the podium, there is also a small door, and inside the small door, there is a piano room with various musical instruments.

Around the corner, a long table.

I don't know what was on the table, and it was covered with white silk.

The silk cloth bulged up in a long strip, more than a meter long, and swept it as if a dead man was sleeping underneath.

Ding Ermiao squinted his eyes and looked at it, and knew that there was a problem under the silk cloth, and the yin qi was very heavy.

Ji Xiaoxiao also saw that something was wrong over there, and asked, "What is it covered by the silk cloth?" ”

"Just open it and take a look......" Ding Ermiao smiled and casually ripped off the white silk cloth on it.

A dark red twelve-stringed zither was presented in front of the two.

"It's a guzheng?" Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought that there were dead people sleeping below, and it scared me to death." ”

"What dead man would stay here? Why don't you take music lessons and not be so noisy? Ding Ermiao grinned, pointed to the guzheng and said, "Xiaoxiao, you play music, can you play this guzheng?" ”

"I know a little bit about it, what, you want to hear it?" Ji Xiaoxiao smiled proudly.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Although I don't know how to appreciate, I like to listen to music, flute, erhu, guzheng or something, I like everything." ”

On this zither, the yin qi is extremely heavy, and it must be something that the female ghost will never forget.

So Ding Ermiao asked Ji Xiaoxiao to move her favorite instrument to see how she reacted.

"Okay, it's rare for you to have such a Yaxing. The night is long, and I'll play you a song. Ji Xiaoxiao agreed without difficulty, and said, "Move the guzheng out and play it in the classroom, the effect is better." ”

Ding Ermiao agreed, first moved the piano stand out, and then put the guzheng on the shelf.

Ji Xiaoxiao found the tortoiseshell armor for playing the zither from the drawer of the table just now, then put her backpack at her feet, straightened her clothes, and sat down behind the zither.

"This zither is expensive." Under the light, Ji Xiaoxiao looked at the zither in front of her and said, "Lankao paulownia wood patterned panels, deer tendon strings, and mahogany zither bars embedded with cow bones are all the best configurations. ”

Ding Ermiao shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't understand at all.

"What do you like to listen to?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

"Whatever, I'm a Lower Riba person, as long as I listen to the excitement, I will listen to whatever you play." Ding Ermiao smiled and sat opposite Ji Xiaoxiao, just like a student in music class, sitting upright.

Ji Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, adjusted the tone, tried the timbre, and gently plucked her fingers a few times, and the pleasant ding dong sound immediately sounded in the classroom.

It's really a reel plucking the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

"I'll play you an ancient song "Fishing Boat Singing Evening" first, you see how it goes." Ji Xiaoxiao had no distractions, waved her bare hand, and began to play.

The relaxed melody flows in the classroom, first slow and then fast, first loose and then tight, the rhythm is layered on, a picture of smoke and waves, the scene of fishing boats racing back, fishermen singing and harmonizing, appears in Ding Ermiao's imagination with the music.

At the end of the song, Ding Ermiao applauded.

But paying attention to the movement around her, the female ghost did not appear.

"Let's have another song of mountains and rivers, Xiaoxiao." Ding Ermiao was not in a hurry to catch ghosts, and said.

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, took a breath, and continued to play.

Alpine flowing water, is one of the top ten famous songs in ancient China, played with the guzheng, it is more vigorous and deep, clear and smooth, towering mountains and oceans and flowing water, all in it.

Ji Xiaoxiao's fingering is skillful, from bass to treble, from treble to bass, and the artistic conception of trickling and dripping clear spring is vividly expressed.

Even Ding Ermiao, a layman, heard all kinds of benefits, and his heart was relaxed.

Ji Xiaoxiao stopped her fingers and smiled: "How is it?" ”

"Good, very good!" Ding Ermiao gave a thumbs up.

"What's so good? Can you talk about it? Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

"I don't know about this ......, I just know that it sounds good." Ding Ermiao sneered.

"Although you and I are husband and wife, we are not my soulmates in music. The owner of this zither doesn't know who it is. If she's here, she'll know my heart. Ji Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, and suddenly said sadly:

"Smashed Yaoqin Fengwei Han, who is not playing to in the sub-period? The spring breeze is full of friends, and it is difficult to find a soulmate. Alas, ......, the bosom friend is not there, and he has lived up to the beautiful scenery of tonight, and it is a pity that this guzheng is also a pity. ”

Ding Ermiao shrugged his shoulders and squeezed out an innocent expression, and it was not intentional to not understand music, so there was no need to hit people so hard, right?

"Snobbery and snobbery, who remembers the bosom friend? Boya does not pass away in the future, and it is said that the qin is broken through the ages...... "Suddenly, a woman in white, with long hair hanging down her shoulders and a beautiful face, walked slowly with lotus steps, and said:

"Thank you two for coming here tonight, plucking the drums and pianos, and comforting me for my loneliness."