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Ou Chuyang saw that Zheng Zhihua said very sincerely, and his heart was also warm, and he thanked: "Thank you Zheng Shopkeeper, if you need anything in the future, I will definitely come to ask for help." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's good. Zheng Zhihua smiled and changed his words, "But then again." This time I should really thank the mysterious person. After the Shengpinxuan was bombed, the business of our Tiangong Pavilion skyrocketed by more than seventy percent, hehe. ”

Ou Chuyang laughed and said: "This is called: good people naturally have good rewards, and evil people have their own evil people to grind." ”

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After Shengpinxuan was blown up, Park Zhengchang really fell silent.

The business of the sword material store is booming, and it has completely entered the formality. Under the leadership of Yuan Tiezhu, the newly recruited helper apprentices have mastered various processes. The bonus of more than one or two silver a month makes everyone cherish this hard-won good job.

The Gongsun family also specially transferred three swordsmen and nine swordsmen, divided into three shifts to guard the sword material shop in turn, to avoid another unforeseen disaster.

The days gradually stabilized, and Ou Chuyang could finally attack the sword master realm with all his strength without distraction. The time left for him is less than half a year, and if he doesn't break through the sword master, he really doesn't have time to move up another level and obtain the assessment qualification.

......

"After half a year of hard work, your improvement is considerable, not bad. Meng Pingsheng continued with a pleased smile: "Next, we will enter the last stage of the course. ”

The faces of more than 40 old students suddenly changed, and the freshmen were also nervous. As soon as the previous stage came up, everyone vomited blood and fainted. This last stage is definitely more difficult.

"Don't be nervous, relax your mind, and just keep the front line of the mourning platform. After Meng Pingsheng finished speaking, he gently flicked the strings.

When the piano sounded, the students didn't feel anything unusual, as if it was the same as when they listened to the piano and practiced on a single day.

I can only hear the sound of the piano, and the tune is subdued and frustrated, and it is changeable. Sometimes the big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and sometimes the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Unconsciously, everyone was intoxicated by the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate themselves.

Ou Chuyang only felt that the surrounding environment had changed abruptly, and Qingyun Pavilion, Meng Pingsheng, and everyone else were all gone. He was alone in a colorful and bizarre time portal, flying forward so fast that he couldn't feel anything.

Suddenly, Ou Chuyang's eyes lit up, and then his heart was shocked.

This...... This is hometown!

I...... I am back?

Everything around is so familiar, so intimate...... The red lights at the intersection are jumping with numbers, blocking the long traffic flow. When the famous song "Grateful heart, thank you for having ......" came from the beauty salon on the side of the road, Ou Chuyang also took advantage of the promotion to charge a card of 500 yuan. The fried chicken shop next to the beauty salon is still doing so much business, and you can smell the enticing aroma of fried chicken from afar......

That's right, this is the earth, this is my home, this is my home!

This thought flashed, and Ou Chuyang immediately ran to the side of the road to stop the taxi, and the three cars were not empty. Ou Chuyang couldn't wait, so he ran and ran forward.

Run across the bridge in front of you, and then turn right, you will find the villa area along the river, where his home is!

However, in just two or three thousand meters, with Ou Chuyang's current physical strength and speed, it was only a matter of minutes.

Ou Chuyang quickly ran up to the bridge, his speed was comparable to that of an SUV, and he could already see the roof of his house from the bridge.

Run...... Hurry up and run...... Then run......

Ou Chuyang kept running, running desperately......

But why can't this bridge run all the time?

He has obviously surpassed one car after another, step by step, why is he still so far from home?

Why!

Ou Chuyang was in a hurry, and drew his sword in his hand. He wants to cut through the inexplicable obstacles in front of him with a sword, fight his way, return to his long-lost home, and embrace his parents who miss him day and night......

"Stop!" suddenly snapped.

Ou Chuyang was stunned, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

The bridge is gone, the traffic is gone, and the home is gone......

Qingyun Pavilion...... Meng Pingsheng......

Meng Pingsheng stood in front of him, holding Ou Chuyang's sword-holding wrist with his left hand, and patting his shoulder with his right hand, "It's good to wake up." ”

Was it a dream? Or was it a fantasy?

Why is the scene in front of you, the sound in your ears, and the smell so real and clear?

Ou Chuyang shook his head fiercely and calmed down. He had already realized that everything just now was caused by the sound of Meng Pingsheng's piano, and everything was his memory, or his fantasy.

Ou Chuyang forcibly suppressed the incomparable regret and melancholy in his heart, and sat down dejectedly.

A small number of the other students around had also woken up, and they all sat silently and looked sad. And those students who did not wake up all had blank faces and blank expressions, but the brilliance in their eyes changed again and again, sometimes joyful, sometimes sad, sometimes sad, sometimes painful......

Meng Pingsheng's piano sound really seems to have devilish power, which is really terrifying......

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Listen to the piano on a single day, and refine your heart on a double day. In the blink of an eye, another month flies by.

The autumn wind is bleak, thousands of trees have fallen leaves, and thousands of flowers have withered. After a bleak wind and cold rain, the sky and the earth are dark, and the mountains and rivers are colorless.

Ou Chuyang walked on the cold, wet and slippery muddy mountain road covered with thick fallen leaves, and slowly climbed up the mountainside, his heart was also as gloomy and heavy as this cold late autumn.

"Did you hear that? Wang Jin dropped out of school. ”

"Who is Wang Jin?"

"It's the little man who sits last all the year round and never speaks. ”

"I don't have any impressions, why did he drop out?"

"He's always been at the peak of the sword warrior realm, so he should feel that there is no hope. So instead of staying here and going under a lot of pressure, it's better to give up early and go home and have a good time. ”

"Long pain is better than short pain, and it's better to leave early. If you want me to say, if your cultivation is so bad, you should stay at home, why do you want to come to the academy to be embarrassed. ”

"Shhhhhh ”

"What is there to be afraid of at the peak of the sword squire...... Belch...... Brother Yu, the weather is good today, hehe. ”

Ou Chuyang crossed the crowd expressionlessly, sat on top of a stone pier, and closed his eyes as if nothing had happened.

"Come on, come on, today I sit in the bank, and bet on when the only one among us is the peak 'master' of the sword swordsman, when he will drop out of school and get out. Park Jung-chang laughed ill-willedly.

Ou Chuyang turned a deaf ear, but his heart was gloomy to the extreme. It is now the end of November, and the assessment time of the academy is set for the end of March when it rains, less than four months away. And he didn't even break through the entry of the sword master, let alone the small sword master......

...... (To be continued.) )