Three or five hours passed, and everyone was silent, some people looked curiously at Mo Xun, who was immersed in their own world, and some people looked left and right in the exhibition room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha...... It's done!Finally it's done!" Mo Xun exclaimed, holding two well-carved fakes of the Fuxi Qin and the Divine Soldier Score in his hands.

Everyone's eyes converged on Mo Xun almost at the same time, except for Shangguan Ziyun, who had seen Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum, the rest of the people had never seen it. But from the exquisiteness of its carving, it is by no means a vulgar product, and they have to be impressed by Mo Xun's superb skills.

Especially Shangguan Ziyun, looking at the fake in Mo Xun's hand, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "High, really high! Absolutely fake and ......true" She praised from the bottom of her heart.

Mo Xun proudly shook the fake in his hand, and said loudly to Yun Feiyang: "Boy, take a look, how is it?"

Yun Feiyang took the fake, looked at it a few times, grinned, and said disappreciatively: "It's not good, I don't know if it's a little higher than those Jianghu warlocks." ”

"You...... Stinky boy, I think you came here on purpose to find fault, but you should tell the reason, otherwise, you don't want to get out of the house alive. Mo Xun sank his face, waved his palm and slapped a stream of air, which shook on a row of weapon racks, and with a "boom", the gate of the courtyard slammed shut, and the "boom" shot down a few bars in the air, closing the gate tightly.

Everyone was shocked, they all looked at Yun Feiyang, I don't know what medicine he sells in his gourd, originally Mo Xun forged a fake of Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum, he should be grateful, took the fake, and quickly left here with his tail between his legs.

But instead of being grateful, he scoffed at the forged forgery of Mo Xun, and he really couldn't figure out what he wanted.

Mo Xun's palms sank, his face was solemn, between his sleeves, his hands behind his back, and he stared at Yun Feiyang, "Boy, Xiao Ke is very curious, what kind of green onion are you......?

Chu Wuji smiled awkwardly, rolled his eyes, looked at Yun Feiyang, and gave him a look, suggesting that he would accept it when he saw it.

Who knows, Yun Feiyang turned a blind eye and smiled faintly, "Old man Mo, have you heard that Fu Xiqin has any mysteries?"

"Xuanji? What kind of mystery? Isn't that just a guqin, what other mysteries can there be!" Mo Xun heard it, and it was obvious that Yun Feiyang was questioning his skills, he was a competitive person, and Yun Feiyang also firmly grasped him.

Therefore, in order to create a truly unique fake of Fu Xiqin, just when Mo Xun carved it just now, he already had a number, if he took the ordinary fake to the Chenghuang Temple in the east of the city to exchange the antidote with the poisonous hand Yinglong, he would definitely be exposed.

Even a fake from the hand of the Ever-Changing God Mo Xun may not be able to reach the accuracy of the real Fu Xiqin.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

Although Yun Feiyang is also a layman, he is a little more meticulous. Because the rivers and lakes have been circulating that there is a treasure map hidden in the Fuxiqin, that is to say, once the insiders who understand the mystery of it, to identify the authenticity of the Fuxiqin, as long as they see whether there is a treasure map, they can know its authenticity.

Yun Feiyang didn't pay attention to Mo Xun, and instead asked Shangguan Ziyun, "Ziyun, have you ever heard of the treasure map hidden in Fuxiqin?"

Shangguan Ziyun groaned slightly, and said solemnly: "I only know that the most beautiful thing to play in Fuxi is the nine chapters of Fuxi, which can play the most beautiful rhythm in the world, which can be called the sound of heaven." My father once said that all the secrets of Fuxiqin are in the nine chapters of Fuxi, and I don't know what the mystery is. ”

After hearing this, Yun Feiyang was a little disappointed, but he thought for a moment, smiled at Mo Xun and said, "Old man Mo, do you hear the mystery of the treasure map contained in the real Fuxi Qin......

Mo Xun's eyebrows furrowed, although he was a little unhappy with Yun Feiyang, but when he heard Yun Feiyang say this, it was indeed a drawback of the fake, so he couldn't help but ask, "Then what do you want?"

"The rhythm is nothing more than the five tones, the palace, the Shang, the horn, the sign, the feather, if you want to forge the Fuxi Qin with the real and fake, when integrated into the five tones, no matter who moves, you can surface a map, so that it can be regarded as truly true to the false. Yun Feiyang said confidently.

Although he didn't know the art of imitation, he didn't know the true skill of Mo Xun. But since he can bring it up, and Mo Xun is a person who pursues excellence, then Mo Xun will definitely do his best to complete it, otherwise, he will not be able to protect his old age.

"Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu play a map, which ...... Stinky boy, are you here to entertain Xiao Ke, how can this be ......" Mo Xun shouted angrily, his eyes wide.

Everyone was shocked by Yun Feiyang's request, could it be that he was really kicked in the head by a donkey? How could there be such skills in the world?

Even Shangguan Ziyun said from the side: "Feiyang, it's almost enough, how can this be possible to play the map in the rhythm of five tones?"

Shangguan Ziyun is proficient in music and rhythm, she is the most authoritative to speak, and Gongsun Invincible also knows a little bit about it, he frowned slightly, "Brother Xian, such a skill is indeed rare in the rivers and lakes, it is better to stop here!"

"Yes, Yun Shaoxia, don't be embarrassed by Brother Mo!" Chu Wuji had no choice but to persuade him.

Yun Feiyang didn't give up, and said in a sneering tone: "If the Hundred Variety God Hands can't even do this, then we will run for nothing today." Okay, Old Man Mo, I won't force you, let's go!"

As he spoke, Yun Feiyang threw the Fu Xiqin and Divine Weapon Spectrum on the ground, and turned around to leave with everyone.

The rest of the people were hesitant, and they didn't want to pick up the fakes on the ground, and they didn't pick them up.

Just when everyone was riding the tiger and it was difficult for them to get down, Mo Xun's face was so angry that his face was blue, purple for a while, and white for a while, and then he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet and said: "Okay, Xiao Ke has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and today is planted, it seems that if you don't show your housekeeping skills, it will really be too late." Boy, wait, isn't it just the rhythm of the five notes playing out the map!"

Yun Feiyang's original footsteps towards the door stopped, and a smug smile appeared on his face, but no one saw this smile, he slowly turned around, looked at Mo Xun, and smiled, "Really, old man Mo, don't be ashamed!"

Mo Xun gritted his teeth, grabbed the fake on the ground, and said unconvinced: "Boy, you wait for me!"

Everyone looked at each other, as if this was the only way to understand Yun Feiyang's intentions. (To be continued.) )