The Indian saint who played the huqin and the whisper who played the beautiful music were invited by the president to apply for VIP membership. It may be that the people in the Yu Nan community were too excited and ignored Jiang Xue, who had never played the huqin.

All those who did not play the huqin were invited by the host to the original hall to present souvenirs.

Xiao Jing whispered, "It's okay to whisper, right?"

Jiang Xue said: "No, they won't be stupid enough to do it at this time, and if they have something, they will wait until the future when they whisper to travel with the VIP status of the club." ”

Xiaojing: "That is to say, whispering will be dangerous!"

Jiang Xue: "Don't worry, I guess, the strange appearance on this huqin, as long as you don't have this huqin, you can rest assured that you can travel the world for free with the VIP membership card of the Yunan Society." I'll take care of that huqin when I go back. ”

If it was Xue Cheng who said this, Xiao Jing and Wu Huang would not hesitate to choose to believe it, but this sixteen-year-old boy said this, and he did not show any extraordinary strength at present, which made the two girls really worried.

The guests who got the gifts left one after another, and the scumbag who tried to lure the whispering scumbag glanced back at the back door as he left.

Wu Huang, who was extremely excited when he saw the scumbag, said: "This guy will still deceive Whispering, if you don't help Whispering make this miserable, I won't go back to Huaxia!"

The last to remain in the hall were three Hindu monks wearing hats. Under the hats, the three of them flashed their unkind eyes from time to time and looked at Jiang Xue and the others.

Half an hour later, the president personally sent the whispering and Hindu saints to the hall. It was followed by four strong men carrying the huge huqin.

The president personally led people and sent Huqin to Jiang Xue's room in the Xiangjun Hotel designated by Whispering in a special car.

After the president and others left, Jiang Xue and the four of them circled around the huqin.

"Whispering, how did you pull out such a beautiful tune?" Wu Huang looked at the giant piano equal to twice his height, and really couldn't understand how such a bulky guy could make such a melodious and beautiful sound.

whispered: "I heard Xiaoxue's singing, so I couldn't help but pull it up, and I don't know what's going on, I don't know how to play the piano at all." ”

Xiaojing: "Xiaoxue, can you play another song?"

Jiang Xue's hand rested on the huqin pole: "It's too big, it would be better if it could be smaller." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the huqin suddenly became smaller, and the huqin, which was originally a lot taller than Jiang Xue, was instantly shorter than him.

The three girls exclaimed: "Wow-"

Jiang Xue held the piano pole and said, "It seems to be a little big, so it's smaller." ”

When the words fell, the huqin was smaller again.

The three girls couldn't help but have in their minds the plot of the Great Sage Dragon Palace in Journey to the West, the wishful golden hoop stick, the size of the stick, is it really the plot of the treasure to recognize the owner?

The huqin was finally shrunk to the same size as the ordinary huqin, Jiang Xue picked up the huqin, sat on the coffee table, held the qin in her left hand, and held the bow in her right hand. A mysterious piece of music lingered in his ears, pulling his body and mind into it, and he couldn't help but want to play this huqin and merge with it.

Jiang Xue pressed the strings with his left hand and played the piano with his right hand, and when the first syllable sounded in reality with a real physical sound, his reason became extremely clear for a moment: No, I must not play this piece according to the requirements of this huqin, absolutely not!

Jiang Xue gritted her teeth to maintain the last shred of her sanity, pressed the strings with her left hand, pulled the bow with her right hand, and the notes came out quickly, and she used the huqin to pull out Chopin's revolution.

The mysterious music from inside the Huqin suddenly strengthened a whole scale, like a storm hitting Jiang Xue's mind.

In his mind, the two pieces of music mingled and entangled, and the waves beat against his heart, and he felt that he was incarnated as a flat boat, fighting in the storm of revolution......

Three Girls: What about good music, why does it sound like you want to fight, like watching a horror movie!

Wu Huang: "Why do I feel like listening to the howl of a pig?"

Xiaojing: "I seem to be watching a war picture of a world blockbuster!"

Whispering: "I feel like a horror movie I watched as a kid!"

Looking at Jiang Xue again, the piano was painfully like passing through hell, he gritted his teeth, blood continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and his hand intermittently pulled out the sound effects of horror movies.

"Jiang Xue, if you feel uncomfortable, don't pull it, it's too painful!" said softly.

Wu Huang sighed: "Xiaoxue, why bother? We know that you understand music, so you don't have to be so stubborn!"

Xiao Jing, a Qi Refining Period cultivator, said, "I feel that Jiang Xue seems to be fighting against Huqin. ”

In the room, a ghost and a devil, the bearded man and Wumo appeared with their ears covered, and the two ghosts were so made by the sound of the torn huqin that they could no longer maintain their invisibility, revealing their entities so that they could cover their ears.

Whispering screamed in fright.

Wu Huang said: "Beautiful bearded man, Wumo, hurry, you guys help Jiang Xue!"

Wumo made a dance start and said, "The slave family can only dance." ”

Bearded man: "I can't help it, this is a spiritual music contest, and foreign objects can't help him." ”

Xiaojing: "What will happen if I lose?"

Bearded Prince: "How do I know? But I feel that the demonic energy on this piano is very heavy, and the cultivation methods of demon cultivation are different, otherwise how to call us demons? I am still a kinder little white flower in the demon clan!"

Hearing the bearded and beautiful man boasting about the little white flower, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Whispering felt that her worldview was shattered at this moment. She finally understood what Xue Cheng meant when he said that they were not ordinary people. She even had a little suspicion that she was dreaming, and she was on the set of a magic movie.

Wu Huang reminded: "Bearded man, you haven't said it yet, what will happen if you lose Jiang Xue?"

The bearded man spread his hands: "I have already answered, I don't know." Each demon has its own different methods, maybe he will be demonized and become a demon, or he can be devoured by the demon and become the nourishment of the demon, but if the result is not reached, who can say clearly?"

Wu Huang accused: "Hey, you already knew that there was something wrong with that piano, why didn't you remind Jiang Xue and let him stop playing?"

Bearded Boy: "That kid is such a ghost and elf person, will he not pull it if I remind him?" I live with myself...... I can't remember how many years I've lived, well, I'm telling you from my personal experience that I've lived for so many years, character determines fate, and what kind of character you have, what kind of fate you will end up with. Like me, a person who loves to be cheap so much, he deserves to be imprisoned in the soul ring by Pangu for so many years. ”

The girls were curious: "Beautiful bearded man, what did you do cheaply?"

The beautiful bearded man looked back on the past: "Don't mention it, don't mention it, don't mention it......"

On the coffee table, Jiang Xue's huqin was played thrillingly, pulled to the emotional place, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Therefore, early in the morning, Xue Cheng returned to the hotel with the big fat man and Shi Yongming, who had successfully lost weight to three hundred pounds and broke through the Qi refining period, and with her sensitive ears, even though the hotel room was well insulated, Jiang Xue's moaning voice and the screams of the girls could still be heard from Jiang Xue's room.

Oh my God, it's early in the morning, there are men and women in my son's room, what are you doing?

Xue Cheng panicked, rushed to the door of his son's room, and was stunned again, should I go in or not?

Young people, even if they are willing to love men and women, should not indulge excessively, let alone minors!

Xiaoxue has lived with his father for many years, and he has always been a good son, but as soon as he got into his hands, he became like this, whose fault is this?

Xue Cheng instantly fell into deep self-blame.

Today, even if it is something in her son's room, she should not be unable to watch it as a mother, and she has to rush in to educate her son.

Xue Cheng kicked open the door, and a mouthful of blood spurted in her face, spraying her all over.

"Mother......" Jiang Xue fell headlong and fainted, and the huqin in his hand fell to the ground, turning into a blood mist and integrating into his body.

"Senior sister, why don't you answer the phone?" Wu Huang exclaimed.

"The call last night was too long, and the power was turned off. She flew all the way to find the big fat man, her mobile phone was turned on, and the battery was not much. "What's going on with Jiang Xue?" Xue Cheng stepped forward to help his son up, and while opening the magic eye spiritual power to check his son's body, he touched his veins to check the situation.

After checking it out, it was found that Jiang Xue was only physically and mentally weak, and there was no worry about her life, so she was a little relieved, and she remembered that the moment she entered the door, a huqin-shaped thing turned into a blood mist and drilled into her son's body.

Xue Cheng's spiritual power combined with the Demon Eye carefully inspected Jiang Xue's body, and finally saw the stored Huqin on the ring finger of his left hand. Looking closely, the huqin was only stored on his ring finger and did not threaten his body.

Xue Cheng was a little relieved, picked up his son, sent him to the bedroom bed, and let him sleep for a while.

When she returned to the living room, she didn't care about dealing with the blood on her body, and listened to Wu Huang and others tell the reason.

After listening to their story, Xue Cheng could only sigh: "You children, you are so bold, in this peaceful mortal world, the undercurrent is surging, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life." ”

For the time being, Jiang Xue and the suspected magic qin Huqin are fine, and what happened can only be asked when he wakes up.

Xue Cheng charged his phone, changed out of his bloody clothes, and stayed by Jiang Xue's side to wait for him to wake up.

Jiang Xue slept until noon the next day. During this period, Xue Cheng called Sakura Naiko to come over and handed her the Open Heaven Axe, which had shrunk to the size of a fingernail, and asked her to hand it over to the Yasuda family as the heir.

In order to make the Open Heaven Axe willing to cooperate, before Sakura Naiko came, Xue Cheng fed it a lot of pine nuts.

After lunch, Jiang Xue slowly woke up and saw her mother sitting on the carpet guarding her.

"Mom......" Jiang Xue's voice was a little hoarse.

Xue Cheng stroked his hand, took out a cup of Linglong rainwater from the jade wrench, helped Jiang Xue up, and let him drink it first.

Jiang Xue drank the water in one go, and her throat immediately improved a lot.

"What do you think?" asked Xue Cheng.

Jiang Xue stretched out her left ring finger and looked at it, showing a wry smile: "I'm afraid this huqin is relying on me." ”

Xue Cheng said with concern: "How do you say it?"

Jiang Xue said: "This is a huqin with spiritual wisdom, maybe it is a magic weapon left over from the power, anyway, it opens its own spiritual wisdom, it tries to seduce me, play its music, you can devour my spirit body and become its nutrients, but I fight desperately, it can't help me, and I can't accept it." I guess before me, it devoured many people with musical spirituality. The Yu Nan Society should have signed some kind of contract with it, and the Yu Nan Society will select the object for it, and it will also give the Yu Nan Society some benefits. ”

After Jiang Xue finished speaking, the light in her eyes flashed, and she immediately went to get her mobile phone and started searching.

After a short time, he read: "The famous Japanese musician Ogawa Hurry No, who mysteriously disappeared in Hokkaido five years ago; the singer Yuzu Aokawa disappeared at home seven years ago; and the symphony conductor Tomomi disappeared in Australia eight years ago......

Jiang Xue read out more and more musicians from Japan and the world, and Xue Cheng was thrilled to hear it: "Child, let's quickly throw this magic piano away, can you take it out?"

Jiang Xue's fingers moved, and there was an extra huqin in her hand: "I can take it out, but I'm afraid I can't throw it away." He stood up, walked to the window with the huqin in his hand, pushed it open, and threw it out.

But in an instant, Huqin turned into a blood mist and burrowed into his body.

Xue Cheng exclaimed: "You throw it out again, mom smashes it!"

Jiang Xue shook her head and said, "No need Mom, we can't help it, but it can't help me." It wants to devour me, it needs me to pull up its tune, but if I don't pull it, it won't swallow me. ”

Xue Cheng stood up and said in a panic: "No, no, no, I can't let such an unstable factor hide in your body, I can't help it, and your master and ancestor...... Master, I'll contact Master. ”

Jiang Xue grabbed Xue Cheng: "Mom doesn't need it, I really don't need it, believe me, I will slowly find a way to solve it, I will keep myself safe." ”

Facing his son's firm eyes, Xue Cheng finally gave in, but he was not at ease, walking around his son's room, physically and mentally restless.

Daddy Song's noodle restaurant has been very popular in the past two days, and from morning to night, there is a long queue outside the door. People are here to eat the clear soup noodles that Daddy Song made the judges crazy.

Xue Cheng possessed Daddy Song through the staring technique and competed for him, Daddy Song's harvest was huge, and his comprehension of making noodles was improved to a huge level.

Although the clear soup noodles he made were not as good as the noodles made by Xue Cheng on the day of the competition, they were so delicious that the diners came to line up every day after eating them once.

The family of three was busy and happy, thinking that their future life would be so busy and happy.

Yamamoto Junior High School walked into the store again with a group of people.

Mother Song's heart trembled when she saw her younger brother: "Why are you here again? You have already lost, what else should you do?"

Yamamoto Junior High School: "The five-year period is still a week away, I haven't lost yet, and I will compete with my brother-in-law again at the Tokyo Food Festival in three days, and I won't lose!"

After Yamamoto finished speaking, he put down the registration ticket for the food festival and turned to leave.

Song's mother was furious, picked up the registration ticket and threw it into the trash: "We don't participate, it's already compared, he has already lost, everyone can see it!"

Daddy Song bent down to pick up the return coupon from the trash can: "According to the agreement, even if we admit defeat if we don't go to the game, don't worry, I will definitely win." ”

In a humble noodle restaurant on the outskirts of Tokyo, Kawashima, who had been planted by Xue Cheng, knelt in front of a weak old man: "Please, my master and your disciple Chun Songzi died in the hands of Huaxia Xue Cheng." ”

A group of men and women sitting on the floor bent down deeply and fell to the ground: "Please Yi Lao!"

The frail old man waved his hand to get everyone up, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't have to do this, I will meet her at the Tokyo Food Festival, and what interests me is her noodle making skills." ”