"I refuse!"

Facing Ding Nian'er's blazing eyes, the red-clothed demon refused without relenting, and even had a faint expression of resistance on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Ding Nian'er directly retreated, "Then, okay, since you don't want to, I don't want to mess around! You said you wouldn't kill me, I believe you, then I won't bother you, goodbye!"

After speaking, Ding Nian'er nodded at Bu Shu and directly pushed the child away.

When Ding Nian'er's carriage walked away, Bu Shu suddenly thought, this Ding Nian'er can really soothe the killing intent of his junior brother, this is the first time since he met his junior brother.

Wait, what did she do?

Dead skin and face follow?

It doesn't seem right.

Poisoning?

Not right either.

After studying for a long time, Bu Shu didn't understand how Ding Nian'er did it?

Bu Shu approached the red-clothed demon and asked cautiously, "Senior brother, why didn't you kill her?"

The red-clothed demon was silent for a while, "Probably there is no reason to kill her!"

What is the reason? Is there a reason for the murder of the junior and disciple?

Bu Shu looked at the red-clothed demon even more puzzled.

The red-clothed demon didn't explain anymore and walked straight away.

......

However, Ding Nian'er just gave up?

Qizi looked at Ding Nian'er very puzzled, the master didn't look like a person who would give up easily. Even if that person is powerful.

When he was far away, Qizi asked, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Ding Nian'er smiled, "Qizi really understands me." But you don't understand him, he is a person, he must not be pressed against his will, but take a step back, which will make him feel closer. It's okay, I'll always make him accept me!"

After that, although Ding Nian'er and Qi'er did not appear in front of the red-clothed demon, they could always know where the two of them had arrived with the news of the Eye-Watching House.

And the red-clothed demon also discovered something strange.

Every time he played the piano, he would always come across a bouquet of flowers wrapped in dried vines on the way through, and the bouquets were made of natural materials, all of which were common on the roadside, such as grass, flowers, branches, or berries.

But after a match, a structure, it has formed an overload of natural overload of ordinary beauty.

Sometimes elegant, sometimes warm, sometimes intense, sometimes fresh...... Each bundle is different, but each bundle seems to be specially designed for their own sound or state of mind.

As a result, the walking red-clothed demon can always notice the existence of the bouquet of flowers at a glance in various complicated scenes and be attracted to it.

There is a state of mind that cannot be expressed in words, but can be blended by a bouquet of flowers.

And this bouquet must have been given by someone who understood the sound of the piano.

At first, the red-clothed demon felt that he had been violated, but there was no one else within his sound barrier. And music is not limited by sound barriers, and he doesn't care if others hear it or not.

So, he forgave it, after all, the bouquet really made him like it.

But he would pass by as if he were ignoring the bouquet, each time, just remembering the appearance of the bouquet with his eyes, and then departing after drawing it in his heart.

Gradually, the red-clothed demon began to wait for the bouquet to appear, and after each play, he would deliberately seek out and pay attention to the presence of the bouquet. And the bouquet, which never misses once, will always appear in their field of vision without surprise.

This is a gift from the audience, and it is the audience expressing their love for the piano he plays as he pleases.

Slowly, he no longer felt like it was stalking or violation.

Such a person, he always listens to the piano silently, and then silently sends flowers away, silently, without interference, without hindrance.

He doesn't need an audience, but he doesn't care if there is such an audience. Why not, such a well-behaved audience?

Surprises, and surprises without surprises, always filled his heart with joy.

Slowly, he would even start to smile and put the bouquet away.

Bu Shu, who was following the red-clothed demon, was not as indifferent as the red-clothed demon, and he had already begun to wonder who placed this eye-catching bouquet that appeared inexplicably?

However, when he went to look for it, he couldn't find any trace. Even if he waits for the rabbit, he always keeps the wrong plant.

This made him very remorseful, and once, he said directly to the red-clothed demon, "Senior brother, why don't we work together to find out this person!"

The red-clothed demon shook his head, "It's not good! the other party doesn't want to show up, and it won't get in the way of us, so why should we find him out?"

I don't have the slightest desire to understand the person behind it.

Bu Shu was really curious, and thought for a long time and said, "Senior brother, did you say that you are the girl who wants to hire you as a piano master, it seems that your name is Ding Nian'er!"

The red-clothed demon was not curious, but when he heard Bu Shu's conjecture, he couldn't help but think about it too. He replied to himself, 'If it's her, it's possible!'

Seeing that the red-clothed demon didn't speak, Bu Shu hurriedly said, "Senior brother, do you think it's very likely?" Otherwise, we'll ask her out to meet her!"

If it was her, even if she was asked out, she wouldn't bother herself.

I can't help but be a little curious.

After Bu Shu persuaded him for a long time, the red-clothed demon finally nodded, "Okay!"

Bu Shu was excited, and after the red-clothed demon played the piano, he immediately passed on his words, "The girl who sent flowers, my junior brother invites you to come out and meet!"

He is nine points sure, she must be a clever girl, and in addition, she thinks that it must be Ding Nian'er.

As his words fell, Ding Nian'er pushed Qi'er's wheelchair and walked out slowly, holding a bouquet of delicate flowers that had just been tied in his hand.

Bu Shu thought a little well, it was indeed her. But what ingenuity, I thought wrong. These bouquets, although they are all made by Ding Nian'er from the design and picking flowers and grass, it is still Qi'er's help to really help to wrap the bouquets properly.

This is the heart of the two.

Bu Shu smiled, "Senior brother, look, I said it must be them!"

Ding Nian'er smiled, "I didn't expect to be disturbed." I like to listen to the sound of the hero, so I am reluctant to stay away all the way. However, I don't think it's interesting enough to listen to the white reward, so I will give a bouquet to show my gratitude! If the hero doesn't like it, I won't do it in the future!"

Bu Shu hooked his lips, "You are really persistent, it seems that you really like the sound of my junior brother's piano!"

Ding Nian'er nodded, "Of course, after listening to this sound, there is nothing else in the world that can reach the ears, so I can't stop it!"

Bu Shu couldn't help but have a dark face, and actually directly degraded his superb piano skills to the dust.

"How can you do that?"

Ding Nian'er only smiled silently, she looked at the demon in red.

The red-clothed demon seemed to understand what she meant, and he plucked the strings a few times, and the leaves and petals flew to the sound of the piano.

Ding Nian'er said with a smile, "Can you be my free piano master, whatever you want, whatever the conditions are, I only need this little bit of intersection!" (To be continued.) )