In the blink of an eye, a week passed by in a hurry.

Xiao Qitian recovered from his injuries very well, and he was able to get out of bed three days ago. It's just that he rarely moves, and most of the time he lies in bed, only getting up to move his muscles and bones when no one is around, or getting up in the morning to get some fresh air.

This guy is insidious, he is thinking about other people's treasures, but he doesn't want to be found out that he can get out of bed.

Of course, even if he walks around, in this small Leng family, it is still quite easy not to be discovered.

Even so, in the past three days, he still had a thorough understanding of the Leng family's situation. Overall, this is a business family that has been in business for generations and has deep pockets. Leng Jianhui, the head of the family, although he is a businessman, is also a strong man in the later stage of foundation building, and in this Jianhai Town, he is already among the peak powerhouses.

Of course, the Leng family's huge foundation will definitely not be maintained by Leng Jianhui alone.

For this reason, the Leng family also invited three major offerings outside, one of which was in the late stage of foundation building, and two were in the middle stage of foundation building. All of them have mysterious origins and haunting, even if they are from the Leng family, they are rarely seen.

Naturally, the Leng family is also indispensable to the nursing home, all of them are walking with dragon and tiger steps, and they are agile and agile, guarding the navigation of this commercial ship.

Early this morning, Xiao Qitian got up early in the morning as usual and pushed open the door to get some fresh air. was stunned, but in his ears, there was a sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious, but it is undulating. Sometimes majestic, sometimes clear, like a jade ball, and like a thousand pine waves. When it is urgent, it is like a volcanic eruption, and when it is slow, it is like a light song and dance, and it is like a phoenix in Yaochi.

After listening to the song, the dust is refreshing. I only feel that the gods are interested, and Chang'e is attentive, nothing more than that.

He was suddenly a little curious, the music was so beautiful, and the person who could play it must be not bad, right? Unfortunately, he had just listened to the music and was so fascinated that he forgot to look for the person who stroked the qin.

When I was feeling regretful, the sound of the piano started again.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, like a heavenly sound. In just an instant, Xiao Qitian exhaled a breath of turbidity, like a trickle of water flowing through his heart, washing away the lead and purifying his soul.

In another moment, Xiao Qitian felt as if he was in the middle of a mountain range. Thousands of mountains are vast, and a vast momentum is pressing, atmospheric, majestic, arrogant, let the world change, let the wind and rain blow, I stand majestically.

In another moment, Xiao Qitian was like being on top of a high mountain, standing on the top of the sky, with a panoramic view of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, unconsciously open-minded, there was an impulse to look up to the sky and roar, and his chest gave birth to a kind of pride that was overwhelmingly Lingtian and had a glimpse of the mountains.

In another moment, the sound of the piano turned. Xiao Qitian suddenly came to the edge of the stream, far away from the hustle and bustle, and had no quarrel with the world. The flowing water is murmuring, quiet, elegant, eternal, moisturizing things silently.

In another moment, the sound of the piano changed sharply, the sound of flowing water increased, and the trickle of water gathered into a surging river in vain, rushing forward, never turning back, pioneering and enterprising, the water and stones hit each other, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Such a melody, such a piano sound, it is really wonderful, a moment ago you can see the green mountains faintly, the clear water, several streams cross vertically and horizontally, flow quietly, poetic and picturesque, the mountains and rivers are beautiful like a paradise. Suddenly, the peaks and loops turned, the front suddenly opened up, and the bubbling mountain springs suddenly converged into a rushing river, and the water was surging and turbulent, pouring down from the top of the mountain, just like the Milky Way falling for nine days.

Xiao Qitian was drunk, and he was intoxicated.

As the saying goes: This song should only exist in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

Unconsciously, I was even more curious about the person who stroked the piano in my heart, and I pricked up my ears at the moment and followed the sound forward.

Lengjia is very big, there are a lot of pavilions and pavilions along the way, green bricks and green tiles, warped corners and cornices; on both sides of the verandah, carved dragons and painted columns, jade railings are built around; splendid gardens are full of stones and springs, strange flowers and different grasses, competing for strange and beautiful, seven miles of fragrance. In general, the wealth is elegant and it is really good.

Xiao Qitian went all the way forward, avoiding the subordinates one by one, and finally approached the source of the piano sound before the piano music was played.

It was an incense pavilion with pink curtains covering the windows, but the door was open.

Xiao Qitian knew that this must be a woman's boudoir, and it was really abrupt to enter it. He hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't help but be curious, and tiptoed in. As for why he tiptoed, he naturally couldn't bear to interrupt others playing the piano.

Besides, such a beautiful sound is enjoyable to listen to for a second longer, and if it is interrupted, isn't it a sin?

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Qitian was stunned again.

The first thing that caught my eye was an extremely familiar pretty face from Xiao Qitian, which I saw every day during this time.

It's just that this face is cold to him every time, but at this time it is gentle and intoxicated.

That beautiful expression even Xiao Qitian was stunned for a moment, blinking, and couldn't believe his eyes.

It turned out that the owner of this face was the maid who delivered him medicine on time every day.

It turned out that when the maid was not cold-faced, she was also a pretty woman, beautiful and moving.

Of course, there are other people who play the qin.

This room is indeed a girl's boudoir, fragrant, elegant.

In the depths of the boudoir, two shadows sat opposite each other.

One of them had his back to the door, and was stroking the piano with his head down, earnest, focused. Although he couldn't see his true face clearly, just looking at the back, it also gave Xiao Qitian an extremely amazing feeling.

The other person was the maid, who was facing the door, and found Xiao Qitian who had entered the door at a glance.

Looking at each other, the maid was slightly stunned, and then her pretty face changed, and she just wanted to scold, but she saw Xiao Qitian make a "silence" action, and pointed to the girl who was stroking the qin.

Seeing this, the maid finally didn't speak, but with a cold face, she glared at Xiao Qitian fiercely, and then she shifted her gaze and listened to the music with a look of intoxication again.

Xiao Qitian smiled and didn't care.

It was also at this time that the style of the qin music changed, no longer high, no longer urgent, no longer low, no longer gentle, but a combination of rigidity and softness, tending to be soft and natural. The more the product is lighter, the lighter and clearer, the clearer and purer, the purer and more true.

In a trance, a landscape ink painting is opening in front of Xiao Qitian's eyes: under the vast sky, flowing water is gurgling in the mountains and ravines, thousands of mountains are vast, standing majestically, the flowing water is clear and pure, and the world is continuous. The mountains and rivers are good, and everything seems so natural.

At the end of the piano song, Xiao Qitian and the maid were still addicted to it. The moving sound of the piano seems to still reverberate in their hearts, making them have endless aftertastes.

"Qiaoqiao, when a guest comes, why don't you say it? Snub the guest, doesn't it seem that I am not approachable?"

In vain, a voice sounded, and finally pulled Xiao Qitian and the others back to reality. It was the girl who was stroking the piano who spoke, with a sweet voice and a little coquettish in the crisp.

Just hearing the voice, Xiao Qitian couldn't help but want to see the true face. Unfortunately, the girl still had her back to Xiao Qitian