Chapter 32: The Boya Qin

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After lunch, Qiu Ju had already summoned outside the door. Xiao Mo carried the guqin, Zhao Li picked up the jade flute, and followed the Eight Music Workshop to the main hall of the Liuli Pavilion.

Zhao Li looked around, but didn't see Wan'er, and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the girl, have you ever seen Youluan and the white-clothed maid beside her?"

Qiu Ju couldn't help sneering, her expression was extremely arrogant, and said: "What, I still have to reiterate this rule? The Eight Music Workshop has been running for many years, and now I feel that I have become famous and famous? Don't think that if you get the appreciation of the festival, you don't know the height of the sky!"

Zhao Li was scolded inexplicably, his smooth face was full of questions, and he said, "Why did the girl say this?"

The old man of the Eight Music Workshop coughed lightly and said in his ear: "The young man doesn't know, these bad things are the unwritten village rules of the people of Yunzhou. Youluan is a famous character, since it is the finale, dancing on the lotus platform in the main hall, we are just a small music workshop, my face can not be revealed, how can I see Youluan and his people, play for three days and receive the reward money can go. ”

Zhao Li suddenly understood why Qiu Ju said this. Fang just saw that he was respectful in front of Youluan, and now he turned his face like a change of sky, and he couldn't imagine that this woman was such a force.

Qiu Ju looked bitter and said sullenly: "What are you muttering there, aren't you chewing the root of this girl's tongue?

Xiao Mo's pupils were smart, and he smiled: "The girl is self-aware, and she is a guess, Xiao Mo admires it very much." ”

Qiu Ju was so angry that she panted frequently, pointed to the square platform behind the curtain, and said: "You are here to play with other orchestras, there are no exceptions, so for three consecutive days, the music scores are all on the table, look carefully." Remember that you are not allowed to move around in the Liuli Pavilion, and be careful that the army will treat you as thieves and chop off your head. If there is feces and urine, I will hold it back for this girl, and I don't bother to say hello!"

The old man looked at Xiao Mo, sighed, shook his head and said: "Why did the little boy anger her, the grass and trees of the official family are more expensive than human life, we are just flat-headed people, cheap as pigs and dogs, humiliated in front of people, just to support the family, today you do this, I am afraid it is the end of my life." He put the guqin on the table and sat cross-legged with a sad face.

Xiao Mo didn't care, smiled and painted the cat and the tiger, and wanted to put the guqin on the stone case. It's just that there is a heavy sword hidden in this piano, and when he let go, there was a loud noise, which frightened everyone in the Qingyin Fang next to him, and they all looked sideways.

Although Qingyin Fang is not as famous as the Eight Music Fang, it is also a good story in the community. I saw a person with a big mouth open, a look of astonishment on his face, and said, "Little brother, how can your guqin be so heavy?"

Xiao Mo's skin is clear and clean, elegant into the painting, and he said: "Your Excellency knows the period of Boyazi?" The man bowed his head, and Xiao Mo continued: "The so-called mountains and flowing water are looking for bosom friends, and this guqin is the instrument of the qin fairy Boya, which is called Zhiyu, and has a history of more than 1,000 years. ”

The man's eyes widened as the size of a copper bell, and he exclaimed, "Knowing Yuqin? The Eight Music Workshop is really the first music square in Yunzhou, and it deserves its name, and it is well deserved. Boya's generation of qin immortals, I can't imagine that there are still tokens passed down in this world, I don't know if I can be lucky in my later life, I can listen to my predecessors play a song?" Although he is more than half a hundred years old, he is a person who loves music, in front of "knowing the qin", how dare he rely on the old and sell the old? Therefore, he humbly called the late life, but called the sixteen-year-old Xiao Mo as the senior.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes tightly, looking quite intoxicated, and said, "If you want to play this piano, you must first wake up the piano." ”

The man's eyes were full of longing, but he had never heard of what it was. Suddenly felt that Xiao Mo was unfathomable, and his reverence was overflowing, and he said respectfully: "It's really a vain life in Xia, and I think that I have reached the realm of transformation in the piano, but I can't imagine that I just rest on my laurels and hold on to the incomplete." Can the seniors be stingy with their teachings, this ...... What is this awakening?"

Zhao Li put together his red clothes, Xuanwen cloud sleeves, and was sitting in the corner looking at the excitement, and said in his heart: "This hairy boy, the cowhide is blown too much, I will see how you end." ”

Xiao Mo looked as usual, not in a hurry or impatient, as if he wanted to believe it, and said slowly: "The so-called awakening of the piano is to loosen the strings, turn them into strings with your mind, and hang your fingers in the air on the piano surface. ”

The man felt that the mystery was quite deep, and said, "But I don't know how long it will take to reach the realm of the unity of man and piano?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "The miasma of smoke here, it is very noisy, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to calm down, since Your Excellency intends to listen to it, then I should do my best." He took off the strings and ran his fingers back and forth on the surface of the instrument, pretending to be in such a way that it was so upright that it was really a strange thing.

Zhao Li couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xiao Mo's amazing blowing. He raised his head to look around, but when he saw the wine pond and meat forest in the Liuli Pavilion, the armor came and went, but he couldn't find Xue Chong's figure, he had no choice but to mention the jade flute and play, Xiao Yin was poignant and resolute, as if mourning the righteousness of his brothers and sisters, the love of his comrades, unconsciously, it was dusk.

At the place where the curtain moved, Qiu Ju passed by, brought everyone back to the empty valley pavilion, his face was gloomy, put down the meal and left.

Xiao Mo saw Qiu Ju walking away, so he picked up the guqin, pulled Zhao Li out of the empty valley pavilion, looked back at the bustard's mother, and then raised a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

Along the way, there are three steps and a sentry, five steps and a post, and the sergeants are as dense as the stars, because the two of them wear golden flowers, so no one stops. It was getting late, the sunset was like blood, and the two of them came to the door of the Linhua Palace and lightly buckled the Zhu Gate.

Xu Wanqiu was really still in the room, and when she saw Zhao Li coming, she was overjoyed, and the two of them entered the hall, and saw the incense bed in the corner of the wall eye-catching, hanging with a shark silk tent, and the wind was moving, like falling clouds, mountains and fog. On the bed, Youluan stroked the green silk on his head, his skin was as bright as snow, and he was completely fearless.

"We will go out and take Xue Chong's head, we can't wait any longer. The purple gold folding fan bloomed with golden leaves, and Wan'er's willow eyebrows frowned, almost wanting to lose her mind.

Zhao Li pressed the fan, his eyes flashed with a thousand lights, and said: "I and the little ghost wore a golden stamen on our heads to enter and exit here freely, but we couldn't pass through the flying corridor leading to the main hall. At this time, we don't know the exact location of Xue Chong, if we meet in a short battle, but there is death and no life, and we need to find another way. ”

Xu Wanqiu combed her rare bun, beautiful and graceful, and said angrily: "Even if you die for a lifetime, you have to try him, otherwise why are you here?"

Xiao Mo's face overflowed with a playful luster, and he smiled unfathomably, and said: "Just because the two of you also want to kill Xue Chong? If you can get out of this door, you will be the enemy of thousands of heavy armored soldiers, and within half a pillar of incense, you will meet the king of Hades." It's a real elm head, and he doesn't measure himself, and at the critical moment, he has to listen to Lao Tzu. After a pause, he continued: "If you want to kill Xue Chong, I have a wonderful method that can teach Xue Chong to come and die by himself." ”

Xu Wanqiu raised her eyebrows proudly and sneered: "Ridiculous, how could he come by himself?"

Xiao Mo's unruly face showed a determined look, and said, "You have to ask the number one prostitute in Yuncheng, Miss Youluan!"

Youluan's body was stunned, and he looked at Xiao Mo incredibly, his eyes were strangely cold, flowing with a bottomless realm.