The rooster crowed, and the window was dawning.

The monk was still smashing his mouth in his sleep, reminiscing about the deliciousness of last night's food.

A handsome guy had already gotten up early and went to the practice ground of the Phantom Sound Gate under the leadership of a girl in a green dress.

It is said to be a practice ground, but it is actually a large chamber music hall.

There are eighteen kinds of weapons in the training ground, and there are eighteen kinds of musical instruments here.

The big ones were guzheng, guqin, se, etc., and he even saw a big drum, the size of two people hugging each other, and there were two big sticks and mallets tied with red cloth and silk next to them.

It looks like a small brass hammer.

Well, a hammer and a headshot.

Jiang Ping felt that the disciples of the Phantom Sound Sect didn't need to be so troublesome when they were doing their work, and it should be more convenient to directly hold the mallet and knock on the head.

Among the many musical instruments, it is the most lethal and domineering instrument.

The medium-sized ones include erhu, suona, pipa, etc., but they are decent.

The small ones are flutes, dong flutes, ocarina, tuxun, etc., and he even saw a pair of allegro in the corner, and a wooden fish that eats ash.

It is worthy of being a sect that started with music skills, and with such a complete range of musical instruments, I am afraid that it will be the only one in the whole city.

"Green Bead Girl, do you all know all these instruments?"

Jiang Ping asked softly.

Since he can't act secretly, Jiang Ping feels that it is better to be above board.

Use the crushing level to directly investigate these low-level disciples of the Phantom Sound Sect.

Since the Sekong monk said that there are undercover agents of the Demon Gate hidden in the Phantom Sound Gate, then there is a good chance that these undercover agents will cultivate power in the Gate.

Otherwise, such a large sect would not be able to operate with just one or two people.

Maybe many people don't know that they are actually duplicitous.

But it doesn't matter, on the panel information of the system, who is what identity, it is clear.

As long as he finds one, then he can follow the vine from the bottom up, and he can't find out anything.

Once you've identified your goals, it's much easier to look for any evidence.

He's sure to convince all the undercover agents.

And Lu Zhu, who had already heard about Jiang Ping's identity from a certain channel, looked at Jiang Ping's eyes full of admiration at this moment.

The three words of ghosts and gods are in the rivers and lakes, and those who are afraid are afraid to death, but there are many people who like and admire.

Among them, there is no shortage of Fei Jiangping's silver.

The so-called public mouth is gold, if everyone thinks he is a bad person.

Even if he does good deeds, then he can only appear as a bad guy in the future.

So Jiang Ping has been secretly letting people promote his positive image, not too much, as long as it arouses a little suspicion.

Naturally, there will be bored people who will go to the truth.

And many of those who discovered the truth felt that they were the only wise men, and they would be full of sympathy for Jiang Ping, a chivalrous man who did righteous things but was notorious, and automatically became tap water.

The two audiences are entangled, and it becomes his half-black, half-white image.

Before, he thought that in the future, whether he joined the Righteous Path Alliance or cooperated with the Demon Gate, there would be a reason.

Joining the Righteous Path Alliance is naturally because he is essentially a good person, and there is no need to question it.

Joining the Demon Gate, of course, it was a righteous boy who was misunderstood by the onlookers, so he had to become a demon in a rage, and he would never love again.

It all seems logical.

But now, of course, he is a big chivalrous man.

When he becomes the supervisor of the Righteous Path Alliance, with the exertion of his money ability, in less than half a year, only his good name will be left on the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Ping is very familiar with this wave of operations.

So there are many people who are afraid of him, but there are also many people who like him.

It just so happens that the green bead girl is the handful who admires Jiang Ping.

"Hmm!"

The green bead girl nodded stupidly, looked at Jiang Ping and smirked, and didn't hear what Jiang Ping was saying at all.

"Uh......"

It seems that even if I have a mask to cover it, I can't hide my handsomeness.

Seeing Luzhu like this, Jiang Ping fell into the trouble of happiness for a while.

But the good thing is that he still remembers that he was here to get down to business.

"Hey!"

Jiang Ping took a few steps, picked up two big mallets, weighed them, and sure enough, the weight was not light.

He walked up to Luzhu again, shoved the two mallets into her arms, and said:

"Miss Luzhu, since you can say anything, why don't you give me a piece of "General's Order", I love to listen to this song. ”

Lu Zhu only felt a sinking in his arms, and finally reacted, and when he heard Jiang Ping's request again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"But I won't. ”

"Didn't you just say you could do anything?"

Jiang Ping's voice was a little more suspicious:

"Or are you perfunctory to me?"

"No, no, it's not. ”

Lu Zhu hurriedly threw the mallet to the ground and explained:

"I didn't hear it clearly just now, I really can't beat the drum, it's Senior Brother Chu's weapon.

But I'll give you a, or I'll give you a, right?"

With a wave of the green bead cuff, she saw a piece of emerald green hole slip out of her sleeve.

"?"

Jiang Ping felt that he had been tempted, so he said decisively:

"Okay, give me some excitement. ”

Lu Zhu didn't see the suddenly lewd corners of his mouth under Jiang Ping's mask, and put the hole flute to his mouth very seriously.

As soon as her breath moved, the passionate sound of the flute suddenly rose up, turning into a golden iron horse, surrounding the entire practice ground.

After about a cup of tea, Lu Zhu put down the hole flute and spit out a mouthful of turbid air:

"It's ugly. ”

"Nice, so good. ”

Jiang Ping praised it sincerely this time.

Because he suddenly felt that he could learn too,

In this way, you will be able to bring your own background music when you appear in the future.

Think about that image.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze comes slowly and the bamboo leaves fly.

There is a white dress fluttering down, stepping on a bamboo branch the thickness of chopsticks, a flute is in the air, and a song of heaven flows quietly in the air.

Everyone below was dumbfounded.

The forced grid is instantly full.

Jiang Ping secretly snorted and immediately became energetic:

"Miss Green Bead, can I learn this from you?"

As a hanger, as long as the experience points are enough, there is nothing he can't learn.

Lu Zhu didn't expect Jiang Ping to be interested in, her face was happy, and she was about to speak, when she heard a slightly sarcastic voice coming:

"Senior Sister Luzhu, I heard your voice early in the morning, and I was really diligent. ”

"Yo, there are still outsiders here, Senior Sister Luzhu, you are getting more and more bold, relying on the love of the door owner, even outsiders dare to bring it into the door.