In the center of East Chu Jianzhuang, nearly 100 people were surrounded on the platform in front of Mrs. Chu's building.

Dongchu Jianzhuang only has a guest secretary, which is divided into internal and external guest qing.

Xu Zhien's position as a deacon is the most special, but he always humbly runs errands for Mrs. Chu.

There were more than 100 monks in Jianzhuang, and there were more in the past, at most close to 500.

Since Mrs. Chu's Daoist Daoist had an accident, the gate of Jianzhuang has gradually cooled down.

"Ahem, you don't have to be restrained." Xu Zhien said with a smile to the three people in the center of the crowd.

The three of them were the luthiers he had begged for.

Two women in their twenties, an old gentleman in his sixties.

The two women, who had never seen this battle, stared at the piano in front of them, sitting upright, not daring to make a sound.

Hundreds of immortal masters in their eyes looked at them, uncomfortable, for fear of doing something wrong.

The old man with snow-white hair asked, "Deacon Xu, hasn't Mrs. Chu come out yet?" ”

Xu Zhien glanced at him and signaled not to ask more.

Mrs. Chu went to invite him an hour ago, so he didn't have to worry about it.

The old man nodded and said lightly: "The old man's body will not be used for long, so let's wait a while." ”

Xu Zhien hurriedly said: "Mr. Yu, don't worry, the woman will come down." ”

This old man is very famous in his hometown, and he also asked for it with a lot of effort, but he can't leave before he starts.

The old man surnamed Yu nodded lightly, he is old, not for money, but for the future generations to have seedlings who can practice, and Dongchu Jianzhuang will help one or two.

As for the other two, the old man glanced sideways.

Presumably for money.

The immortals on the mountain shook the corners of their clothes casually, and these two girls would not worry about flowers in their next life.

Most of the Jianzhuang Keqing cultivators are in the Disheng Realm, and a few are gathering qi, and at this time, they are all in the atmosphere and dare not breathe, not to mention the wind flying around, they are all waiting quietly.

Not much better than those two women.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with them, but except for the Keqing who is in retreat, they are all here.

Without him, just for the queen of Chu Fuxiang, waiting to praise him, and by the way, praise Mrs. Chu for her good eyesight.

"Ahem." Xu Zhien coughed a few times.

On the seventh floor, a very young-looking beautiful woman stepped out of the window and stepped down.

Unlike last time, this time I put on a pair of white women's shoes.

Everyone didn't dare to look at it more, and they only thought about the four words of dignified elegance in their hearts.

Dongchu Jianzhuang took the surname of a Mrs. Chu, and the other was the name of her Taoist companion, so she got the name of Dongchu.

This immortal couple is enviable, but the host died young, leaving only Mrs. Chu alone.

The true owner of Sword Village.

It may also be the reason why she died at such a young age, Mrs. Chu, who is known for her gentleness and virtuousness, has changed her personality greatly, becoming more and more eccentric, and it is difficult for others to see through.

There are fewer and fewer Jianzhuang monks.

But Mrs. Chu will never be stingy, and those who stay will not choose to leave, this is a good monk dojo...

At this time, everyone bowed their heads again and again, for fear of causing trouble.

The woman in the palace costume landed on the chair in the center of the front of the building, and Xu Zhien raised her hand and said, "Madam, this is the violinist I found a few days ago." ”

The woman in the palace dress nodded slightly.

There were nearly ten people at a time before, but this time she asked that as long as the violinist, only three people could understand.

Xu Zhien looked at the old man and asked, "Mr. Yu?" ”

After the old man looked left and right, he didn't want to bully the young man, and said, "Let's go first, two girls... Don't be nervous, immortals are also people, and immortals are also people. ”

Mrs. Chu rarely spoke, her voice was cold, and she said, "I can see it clearly." ”

The old man smiled and nodded in response, and then looked at his nose and nose and sat down.

The dignified woman slowly closed her eyes.

The two women looked at each other a few times, and finally one of them began to play.

Ye Wei stood on the outermost side and watched with relish.

"That old man has a good heart."

Even if she doesn't know the rhythm, she knows the order.

In case the first one has met the needs of the lady's heart, then it is useless for the later people to play it well.

The two women may have some strength at home, but they are too nervous to play at this point, and the bullet is really average, and Mrs. Chu didn't move.

Ye Wei nodded, it feels pretty good, it's almost the same as Wei Xia Zhi's, isn't it?

Xu Zhien shook his head, his performance was so bad, his wife would definitely say that he didn't care, and he couldn't avoid a scolding.

The old man surnamed Yu smiled kindly at the two women, and then sat up straight.

Bell –

……

Bell –

After two consecutive flicks, the woman in front frowned slightly.

Xu Zhien had already secretly pinched a handful of sweat and said secretly: "What are you doing with this old boy?" ”

angered this woman, and this body bone could not resist a light palm.

"The title of the song is "Flowing Flowers"."

"It took the old man fifty years."

The old man stopped and began to play.

The tune is on the low side, delicate and smooth.

It was spring, with such a gentle tune, not many guests closed their eyes and felt the spring breeze.

Ye Wei, who was in the distance, nodded secretly after listening for a while, sure enough, it was an old gentleman, much better than Wei Xia Zhidan.

The woman in the palace costume who still closed her eyes was also slightly moved, and this song was good, like a slender warm current, slowly drilling into her heart.

Xu Zhien quietly gave the old man a thumbs up, but the old man was already immersed in his own world and didn't know the outside world at all.

A quarter of an hour, the song is over.

Mrs. Chu heard Xu Zhien's inquiry and slowly opened her eyes.

The old man surnamed Yu is actually a little nervous, his song has been heard by the rich businessmen, the chivalrous warriors, and the common people, and the evaluations are mixed.

But it's not too bad.

The first time it was played in the ears of the immortals high above, it was hard not to be nervous.

The young woman spoke softly, "It's okay." ”

Xu Zhien was overjoyed and glared at the old man.

The old man surnamed Yu was also in a good mood, his wrinkled face was like dead wood welcoming spring, and his face was full of smiles.

"Thank you, Madame, thank you, Madame......"

The woman in the palace dress was about to get up.

A young man who stood aside and listened for a moment suddenly clasped his fists and said, "Mrs. Chu, can you delay a little time in Xia Wei Xia Zhi......

The boy wore his long hair loose and covered his eyes.

His face was pale, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and he looked like a sick man.

Ye Wei found out that he was coming.

Mrs. Chu looked this way, her eyes seemed to pause for a moment, "This is the dirty person that day?" ”

For her, who had fought to the death, Wei Xia Zhi didn't feel anything about her injuries, she only felt that her whole body was covered in dry and cracked blood, and it was uncomfortable to look at.

Xu Zhien was also a little embarrassed, and hesitated for a moment before holding his fists and saying, "Exactly." ”

The old man also looked over there and smiled, "Young man, the old man's piano is older than you." ”

The young man in thin white clothes said disapprenously: "This piece is really good, the first time I played it, it is impossible to have this effect." ”

"You!" The old man stood up angrily.

Although he has also played a lot of tunes, but this song "Flowing Flower" is his mental strength for most of his life, how can a yellow-haired boy be so flat?

Wei Xia Zhi smiled and shook his head, "Old gentleman, pay attention to your body. ”

After that, he didn't care whether Mrs. Chu agreed or not, took more than ten steps forward, and sat directly on the ground.

Boom –

A strong horse came running with an iron box in tow, and there was a clang.

Many guests couldn't hold back their laughter, and quickly turned their heads to snicker.

"You're full of saliva." The boy laughed and scolded.

Unconvinced, the strong horse snorted his two noses and ran away.

The young man in white brushed away his long scattered hair, and although his cheeks were slightly sunken and his face was extremely pale, it was difficult to offset his own appearance.

Wow –

There are female guests, although there are only a dozen.

Wow!

Xu Zhien was still thinking about how to play the round, and he also looked up at this time.

The laughter was still there, but it was much less instantaneous.

The face that is too outstanding is reflected in people's eyes, and no matter what thoughts are disturbed at this moment, it will be disturbed for a moment.

When the realm is high, the appearance is naturally more exquisite, but like a young man, it is really incredible that a mortal man has the appearance of an immortal.

Wei Xia Zhi unhurriedly pulled out the iron box and took out the guqin.

Mrs. Chu also sat down at some point.

The old man surnamed Yu has confidence in himself, "Pretending, it's just grandstanding." ”

"Improvisation, nameless." The boy spoke softly.

As soon as this remark came out, it was even more dumbfounded.

Not to mention that when the young man pulled out the silk, he was still a blind man.

Blind bullet play?!