Back in the house, Ye Yunsheng took down the sword, was a little silent, went to bring the bath bucket by himself, boiled hot water and poured it in. Mu Fangqing wanted to help him prepare, but seeing that he looked weird, as if he wanted to be alone, he was annoyed and helpless, and turned away.

He sat in the tub with his head resting on the rim of the tub and his eyes closed, letting his thoughts drift into the past.

At this time, someone came to the door to look for it.

Mu Fangqing just came back with a box of hot food, and put it on the table, Cui Zilong and Yuwen Qinghe both got up, came to the hall, heard the movement outside, and Cui Zilong went to answer the door.

Outside the door was Xiao Qi, who said, "The villain came to find Mr. Ye." ”

Cui Zilong's heart was clear and asked, "Your master is back?"

Xiao Qi smiled and said: "Exactly, so I sent the villain to invite." ”

Since no one has come to challenge again, it is time for the people behind the Proud Workshop to show up, but I don't know where the other party came from.

Cui Zilong invited Xiao Qi in and said, "Sit in the hall for a while, Brother Ye is still bathing. ”

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "It's okay." ”

In the room on the other side, Ye Yunsheng slowly dried his body, put on the red samurai shirt that he liked the most in the past, tied his waist with a cloth belt, there was a pair of worthless clogs in the room, he was barefoot, with long hair scattered, holding the sword in his hand, and walked out.

Several people in the hall had never seen him so unkempt, and they were a little surprised to see him.

He looked at ease, took a piece of bread from the table, didn't look at Xiao Qi, and walked out by himself.

Mu Fangqing, Cui Zilong, and Yuwen Qinghe were all unknown, so seeing Xiao Qi chasing after him, they also put down the chopsticks in their hands and the half-eaten cakes, and chased after them.

Ye Yunsheng walked out of the courtyard and walked slowly along the corridor, biting the cake in his hand.

I don't know what's going on with this cake today, it's extraordinarily stiff and dry.

The young swordsman under the porch was still sitting upright, his sword on his lap, his eyes closed.

The man had not moved, but now he suddenly stood up and pulled his sword out of its scabbard.

Ye Yunsheng still had unchewed bread in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Why did you come out with me at this time?"

The young swordsman said coldly, "Because of your momentum, you have never been so low at this moment. ”

Ye Yunsheng held the cake in his hand with his mouth, pulled out Naluo with his free hand, and stabbed forward.

After stabbing it, it was put away, and it was inserted into the scabbard.

He took the bread and said vaguely, "You read it wrong. ”

The young swordsman lowered his head, and a hole was broken in the placket of his chest, although he raised the blade in time, but did not block it.

He didn't think that what Ye Yunsheng did was just a simple straight stab, so he asked: "I see that you have fought many times, but the swordsmanship you have made is not this way, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Ye Yunsheng turned his head to look at Xiao Qi and asked him expressionlessly, "Do you know what kind of swordsmanship this is?"

Xiao Qi didn't seem to dare to look at him, bent down, and was silent.

"Let's go back, have a good meal, take a bath, and get some sleep, isn't it?" Ye Yunsheng said to the young swordsman again, biting down on a piece of bread, chewing hard, and walking past him.

The young swordsman was not depressed, and said to his back: "My name is Yu Liang, under the Qingfeng Gate of Luoyang, the coming day will be long, and when I wait for a few years, I will come to you to compete!"

Cui Zilong and Yuwen Qinghe turned around together and looked at this young swordsman who was a little shameless, very stubborn, and refused to admit defeat.

Instead, he glared at him......

It's also strange to say, obviously Xiao Qi came to invite Ye Yunsheng to go on behalf of his family master.

But Ye Yunsheng took the lead, and Xiao Qi followed behind.

Seeing that Mu Fangqing and the three of them were confused.

Cui Zilong had the heart to ask, but Ye Yunsheng felt very strange to him today, as if he had changed into a different person, and he didn't know how to speak along the way.

Mu Fangqing felt the deepest, last night this person came to her room, at first he didn't feel it, and after a few times, he noticed that something was wrong, but he really couldn't hold it, his head was in chaos, and when he woke up, it was even more obvious, from his solitary practice of swordsmanship, the set of swordsmanship that he couldn't remember but should be in his memory, to the silent boiling water bath.

And the sword that was just used.

And what he asked Xiao Qi.

Her thoughts coiled around that sword, from every detail of Ye Yunsheng's shot, she couldn't disperse for a long time, she felt that this sword technique should be known, but she couldn't remember it...... It is by no means a swordsmanship of any school or school, it should be a swordsmanship used by a very famous person.

Walking out of the corridor, Ye Yunsheng kept bypassing a path, passing through a few flowers, and came to a clearing, and the front suddenly opened up, which was a two-story attic.

There was silence all around, Ye Yunsheng stopped, the bread in his hand was eaten into his stomach, he didn't look back, only left a sentence: "You guys are waiting for me here." Don't be reckless. ”

The three of them didn't understand, don't be reckless? What do you mean, where to start?

Xiao Qi bowed down one by one, really stood aside, and didn't plan to go inside.

Ye Yunsheng took a step forward calmly, as if there was a gust of wind, blowing through his entire body, his long hair was slightly raised, his sleeves were swaying, and some of the remaining cloth belts around his waist were swinging and falling.

Mu Fangqing followed closely behind him, took a step, then paused, took another step, and suddenly took three steps back, returning to the position just now.

When she stepped back, Cui Zilong was walking forward, walking past her, and turned her head to see her holding Yuwen Qinghe.

Although it was strange in his heart, he still took a step...... If there was a line on the ground, he happened to pass the line that Ye Yunsheng had just walked forward.

Then he felt a breeze blowing in his face, and as the wind blew across his face, it was as if he had fallen into the river and was completely submerged in the water.

He stopped, looked at the attic in front of him in shock, and his gaze fell on the windowsill on the second floor.

There was a man there, waving his hands.

The thing below was blocked by the windowsill, but he knew in his heart that it was a piano.

The man in the attic is playing the harp.

However, in this world, there is not a trace of piano sound!

He hesitated for only a moment, then lifted his foot and took another step forward.

Rumble!

It was as if the river was rushing towards him, and for a moment, he felt breathless, sore, and almost unable to stand!

He used all his internal strength, first condensed in his ears, but the situation did not change at all, and then he used his strength to protect his body, and these surging tides seemed to slow down a little, and he hurriedly retreated, not daring to test forward again.

He retreated to Mu Fangqing's side, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up to see that Ye Yunsheng had already walked into the attic, as if he was not affected in the slightest.

"Is it 'Da Yin Xisheng'?"

Mu Fangqing finally thought of the swordsmanship that Ye Yunsheng had used to defeat the young swordsman. She said coldly: "I have heard of it, but I didn't expect it to be true...... What he just did should be 'go to nine to one', right?"

Yuwen Qinghe was at a loss, she came to the Central Plains from the deep mountains of the Northland, where would she know this?

There are very few people in the world who can control the sound of musical instruments with internal force, and there are very few who can defeat the enemy.

Among them, the one who can reach the realm of "big sound Xisheng" is the only one in the East China Sea sixty years ago, and since the death of the qin idiot, no one has been able to do it for forty or fifty years.

It is only in the last ten years that there is a person who is said to be able to play the "big sound of Xisheng". Killing people invisibly within 50 steps, and not hearing the sound of the piano, is really taking people's lives, silent and invisible! The skill is slightly weaker, and he dies in an instant, and the skill is profound, or there is still a chance to come forward.

Ye Yunsheng had already walked upstairs, step by step in front of the person who was stroking the qin, and sat on the ground across the piano case. Look at the person on the other side who is focused on the guqin, plucking the strings like a storm!

Mu Fangqing and the others couldn't hear the sound of the piano, but he had already heard it when he came out of the courtyard.

The sound of this piano is elegant, wonderful, light as snow, heavy as a mountain, like bamboo, flowing like water, rising with thousands of people singing, hurting and falling for a hundred years of loneliness.

It's hard for anyone to imagine what kind of person can play such an emotionally charged tune with countless experiences!

Ye Yunsheng stared at the person in front of him, and in a trance, time changed with the sound of the piano...... He reached out and took the jug from the side of the table, pressed the lid, tilted the spout, poured wine into his mouth, and drank the jug with just a few snaps of his fingers.

He sighed and said to the person in front of him: "Second Uncle Ning, the more you play the piano, the less you look like you are in the world. ”

Ning Minghai, the head of the second room of the Ning family, held down the strings, smiled at him, and said, "It's all because the second uncle is not in this world!"