The young man who played the piano, with a pair of confused eyes, looked at Zhen Qiang, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not called Yuan Mo, you recognized the wrong person." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhenqiang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, looking at this black-haired boy who looked exactly like Yuan Mo, after he was annihilated by antimatter, he came to this side of the galaxy, and like Leda, he was also reincarnated and reborn, and was reborn as the boy who played the piano in front of him,

Zhenqiang looked at this young man playing the piano in surprise for a while, Yuan Mo died in a car accident due to his parents, so there was always a sadness in his eyes, and in the depths of this young man's eyes, there was still a layer of eternal lingering sadness, which really looked exactly the same as Yuan Mo,

The young man who played the piano said again, "Do you know the Terminator of Music?" ”

"Yes!" Plato suddenly lifted his spirits, waved his arms and said: "The terminator of music means that music ends when it reaches him, and there is no one who can surpass it, and no one can play better than him!" ”

The lyre boy said: "My teacher Karma has told me many times the story of the musical terminator more than 700 years ago, and I admire him very much, can you guide me to my piano skills according to his standards?" ”

"Oh! Of course! "Plato's heart was full of joy, and at last there was a place to play his talent that was not doom.

Plato said excitedly: "Sound comes from love, love comes from the heart, the heart comes from the thought, the thoughts flow, the fingers are at will, the elasticity is the same, the speed is by the will, the piano is your heart, the piano is your god, in this way, the sound is born from the heart, the music is born from the feeling, the rhyme is from the meaning, the environment is felt by the heart, the world is born from the understanding, the beauty of music, the most important thing is the person himself, the musical instrument, is just a way to express the person himself." ”

Plato's words made Zhenqiang stunned, and such an esoteric philosophy came from his mouth, which seemed a bit nondescript.

The young man's eyes suddenly flashed, and he stayed on the spot, as if he understood the meaning of these words, and after a while, he gradually plucked the strings, and this time, the sound of the piano did not seem to be played by him, but the piano itself came out automatically, making people wander into the heavens and dreams, as if listening to the sound of the piano, they could transcend all things in the world.

Suddenly, there was a "snoring" sound around him, and when I looked again, the strong minotaur was standing on the ground and falling asleep soundly. Really strong smiled, really played the piano to the cow, didn't care about him, continued to listen to the piano, after a while, suddenly "snapped", the sleeping Tagore suddenly woke up, raised his palm and slapped himself.

"Tagore, it's okay if you don't understand, and you don't need to beat yourself." Zhenqiang said.

"No, master, there's a fly biting me." Tagore stared left and right into the air, then slapped his head again.

Zhenqiang took a closer look, sure enough, there was a cowfly flying on Tagore's head, and then stopped on the bull's head, Tagore slapped a palm on his head like a rock, "pop", the bull's head suddenly swollen, and the cowfly disappeared, after a while it stopped on Tagore's face, Tagore slapped it again, and the cow's face was swollen again, but after a while, it stopped on the bull's nose, "snap" Tagore's bull's nose was inescapable, he slapped his palm on his nose, roared, Tagore was beaten by himself for a while, and his nose hurt, He roared, and saw that his eyes were red, and he was panting, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was angry looking for traces of cattle and flies.

"Tagore, sit down, I'll help you." Zhenqiang said.

After Tagore sat down, the cowfly stopped on the cow's head again, and he slapped it with a palm, and paused, "Ah! The bull's head was harder than a rock, and tears flowed in pain.

Tagore waved his big palm to drive away the cowflies, and Zhenqiang helped to command, and the two joined forces to fight the cowflies.

"Tagore, left!"

"Tagore, right!"

"Upper!"

"Below!"

"Nose!"

"Eyes!"

After more than a dozen rounds, the two were defeated, the cattle fly was unharmed, and Tagore beat himself to a bruised nose and swollen face, almost unrecognizable.

"Oh, master, bull head, be quiet, I still have to teach students to play the piano." Plato said unhappily when he saw that they were disturbed.

Tagore's eyes were bloodshot and furious, and he was not so angry when he fought against the mountain king Reyemer, and the mane on the bull's head was tufted up, and now a small cowfly made him helpless.

"I knew I had brought a bottle of insecticide." Zhenqiang also panted and said.

At this time, the cowfly rested on the bull's head again.

"Roar!" Tagore roared wildly, raised his arms, raised his iron palm, and was about to slap his own head, and if this palm was slapped, he would have to smash his own head.

"Rabindranath Tagore! Stop it! Are you going to kill yourself! Seeing this, Zhenqiang hurriedly shouted to stop him.

The lyre boy suddenly took out his bow and arrow, and without aiming at it, shot an arrow at the top of Tagore's head.

The arrow "whoosh" snorted through Tagore's scalp, and with a "bang", the cowfly was nailed to the far wall, and then a few strands of cow hair floated down Tagore's head.

This scene made Zhenqiang frightened for a while, how big is a cowfly, and the cowfly stopped on Tagore, the slightest deviation of the arrow, Tagore will definitely die. This was an extremely dangerous scene, and he took the arrow and bent the bow, without hesitation, without aiming, raising the arrow and shooting, as if no matter how he shot it, he could shoot the cow fly, the whole process without the slightest hesitation and stagnation, flowing smoothly, in one go, as smooth as he played the piano.

There are not a few shots in the world, but it is rare for him to shoot an arrow like this, and also shoot a hundred shots, he is really shocked, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said: "Your archery is really accurate, if you don't shoot the cow fly, Tagore will be tortured to death by the cow fly." ”

The young man smiled and said, "It's nothing, your friend has taught me a lot of piano skills, and I can play better than before." At this, his eyes with a hint of sadness lit up.

Zhenqiang looked at him with a faint smile on his face and his eyes flashed, but the trace of sadness in his eyes was still clearly visible, and he couldn't erase it at all, and asked, "Are you playing the piano here to make money?" ”

The young man nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the copper plates on the ground, picked them up and put them in his arms.

"What can these copper plates sell?" Really strong asked.

The boy shook his head and said, "I can't buy anything, I have to earn a few days of money to buy some food." ”

Zhenqiang thought that he had Nicole's victory chapter, and he was the reincarnation of Yuanmo, so it was impossible to see him poor and ignore him, so he suddenly said arrogantly: "Go, follow me!" ”

"Where?" The teenager asked.

"Go to the tavern, take whatever you want to eat today, I'll treat you!" Really strong and arrogant Ganyun said.

The boy looked surprised and incredulous.

Zhenqiang turned around and was about to enter the tavern, when suddenly the tavern door was slammed open, and a person flew out of it and fell to the ground, and at the same time, a strong man also rushed out of the tavern, wearing a short leather armor, holding a huge iron sword in both hands, which was as tall as a person, and roared with anger on his face:

"How dare you rob me of my pork leg! Lao Tzu slaughtered you! ”

As he spoke, he raised his great sword and rushed towards the man on the ground.

Zhenqiang saw that the sturdy man was tall and sturdy, with short black hair, his eyes were shining, bright, with a long beard and stubble, with a rough and heroic face, and the man who fell to the ground had black hair covering his eyes, was dressed in a long robe, and his body was full of chains, and he still had a sinister smile when he fell to the ground.

The sturdy man jumped up and slashed at the man in chains on the ground, and the man in chains jumped up from the ground, raised his chains to block the sword, and said, "Whoever has more money will belong to whomever it is, this is a fair deal, and if you have less money, of course you won't get it." ”

The big man said angrily: "I bought the things first, and I was about to open my mouth to eat, but you came to grab it, and if you have money, you have to come first and come first!" ”

"If I have more money, it will be mine, don't say that you are eating, even if you eat it, you will spit it out for me!" The man in chains said.

"Drink!" The strong man slashed at the chain with his sword, and the man in the chain was shocked back a few meters, and the strong man said: "You have more money than me, and my strength is greater than yours, look at whether the pork leg belongs to the rich or the powerful!" As he spoke, he raised his sword and rushed forward.

After the man in chains stood firm, he was not afraid, still with a sinister smile on his face, untied the chains on his body, and threw them on the ground.

"It's useless if you're naked! Lao Tzu hacked you to death with a sword! The big man raised his sword and ran over, slashed down with a sword, and the man in chains jumped out of the way, and with a "boom", the rock on the ground was cut into a big pit by the big man like an explosion, and his strength had reached the intermediate state of surpassing his strength.

After the chain man dodged, he stretched out his palms and said, "Kill the chains!" I saw that the chains on the ground suddenly jumped up, like a python, firmly entangled the big man's whole body, and fell to the ground.

This sudden situation was unexpected by everyone, the big man was tightly bound by chains, like a dumpling and could not move at all, he tried his best to break free, and scolded while struggling: "What kind of trick is this, you have the ability to let me go, let's fight hard."

Zhenqiang saw that the chain man could control the chains, thinking that this should be the control type force method, the control force type force method is to judge the power state with the power that can be controlled, the chain man's strength is not as strong as the big man, but he can control the chain to firmly entangle the big man, and he should have reached the advanced state of transcending the power, one level stronger than the big man.

"Hmph, who is stupid enough to fight brute force with you, I won't let you go, you won't think of it for the rest of your life, if you beg me for mercy, I can think about it." The man in chains smirked.

"Phew! I'd rather be tied up for the rest of my life than beg you for mercy!" The lean man yelled as he struggled.

"The pork leg meat is still mine." The man in chains walked into the tavern with a smile, and after a while he came out again, shook a pig's leg at the big man, and then walked away in a big way.

"Pork leg meat! My pork leg meat! If you dare to take my pork leg, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth! The big man shouted as he struggled, and the man in chains turned a deaf ear and turned a corner to see it, and the onlookers dispersed giggling.

"Don't go! You bastard! You rob me of pork legs! I will never let you go! Pork leg meat! That's my pork leg! The lean man shouted hysterically on the ground.

"......, haven't you ever eaten pork legs?" Zhenqiang asked the big man.