In the afternoon, when class was about to end, Zhuo Bufan received a phone call, it was Liu Dan, she was not at home now, but in another place, and the location agreed with Zhuo Bufan should be changed.

"You're here...... On the west side of the square, there's a little corner, and I'll be waiting for you there. Liu Dan ordered.

"Why is it not your home!" Zhuo Bufan was unhappy, Liu Dan's voice was too tough, it was already a command, and he was a little disgusted.

"I'm afraid the house will burn down again. Liu Dan's faint words made Zhuo Bufan speechless.

"Okay! You remember the accounts, what I want to check, it's not what you said!" Zhuo Bufan replied, every penny and every penny must be counted clearly.

"Hehe, no problem, if you have any questions, I will answer them for you one by one. Liu Dan chuckled lightly at the suggestion of Lu Dao, as if he felt that Zhuo Bufan's actions were ridiculous.

Ridiculous? I checked out what's wrong with the accounts! My money was also earned by hard work! Zhuo Bufan was slightly angry in his heart, and was about to speak, but Liu Dan had already hung up the phone!

Looking at the phone and being stunned for a while, Zhuo Bufan finally put away his things and decided to go to the place Liu Dan said in advance, he couldn't wait, he wanted to see the account book clearly as soon as possible.

"Afan, why don't you use my money first. On the way to catch the car, Mo Xiaoye said kindly.

"No, your money is for your father's retirement! I won't use it!" Zhuo Bufan vetoed categorically.

Mo Xiaoye still has a sum of money, but it was left for her father after the most reluctance, but her father rarely needed money, so Mo Xiaoye stayed in the bank and signed some anonymous agreements with the bank to conditionally let the bank manage the money, but if there was anything to his father, he could bring it up at any time.

And now, Zhuo Bufan is the anonymous owner of this money.

"I seem to have some money, but I haven't remembered where it is?" said Nerve.

"Don't mention it if you don't think about it. Xu Lao replied loudly, just kidding, is the alchemist a poor ghost?

"Boy, I usually tell you to work harder, but you just don't listen, and now you regret it!" Xu Lao said loudly, "The old man still has a little treasure, you take a medicine to the super pharmacy, I don't believe that the money is not enough!"

Xu Lao also came up with an idea, selling pills and selling medicine are two concepts, so I am not afraid of the loss of soul merits, and I will treat people if it is a big deal!

"I said no!" Zhuo Bufan was very angry, he was also a strong person, when he was young, he was also talented, not bad for money, and a lot of money was earned by himself!

Was it really crippled by a little girl?

In other words, her house is made of gold, and it is not worth so much money!

Zhuo Bufan's heart said.

The three souls wanted to speak again and again in Zhuo Bufan's ring, and no one said a word after the end, they were afraid of hitting Zhuo Bufan.

Today's weather is good, and the sun hides in the thin clouds for a while, and then comes out of the clouds, giving people a warm melt light.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know which door he entered, he remembered that after entering Peking University, he first went east, then south, and then east, and by feeling, he finally found the true direction.

Walking up the steps, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly walked down a path, and at this moment, a melodious guitar sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Originally, it was impossible for Zhuo Bufan to notice the sound of this guitar, because he had a heart, but because of the sound of two people, he had to stop and listen.

"Huh, Afan, listen to this song. Mo Xiaoye suddenly said in surprise.

"What song?" Zhuo Bufan didn't react.

"That's the song!That guitar sound, you pay attention!" Mo Xiaoye exclaimed, his voice a little anxious.

A soft and melodious guitar melody came into his ears, it was a very good song, Zhuo Bufan felt a little familiar, but he was not good at pop music, although he had been taught by the bull Mo Xiaoye, but he only knew a little about it.

"Well, that's nice. Zhuo Bufan replied.

"I'm not talking about whether it's good or not, but ...... This is the song I wrote!" Mo Xiaoye screamed.

"The song you wrote, I don't know how it can be here!" Zhuo Bufan asked.

"It's the song you uploaded for me last time! I wrote it for everyone to listen to, it's called A Midsummer Night's Dream of Summer Worms! Don't you remember?" Mo Xiaoye was very angry.

"Well, it sounds a little familiar to you. Zhuo Bufan immediately said with an embarrassed face.

There is a cow teacher's teaching, and he even forgot the teacher's work, which seems to be a bit not good, not a good student.

"Wow! Who is it!Who actually pirated my song!" Mo Xiaoye said murderously, he didn't notice Zhuo Bufan's embarrassment at all, as a musician, what she hated most was piracy.

"Your song is also free for everyone to listen to, and now people use it to practice the guitar, it's not a big deal, right?"

"Well, no, this is not an ordinary song!" Xu Lao suddenly interrupted.

"Isn't it an ordinary song? What does this mean?" Immediately, Zhuo Bufan and Mo Xiaoye both looked at Xu Lao suspiciously, Mo Xiaoye emitted a soul light fluctuation in the ring, while Zhuo Bufan stared at the ring.

This song is a song written by Mo Xiaoye, and it can also be called an ordinary song, but in the eyes of Xu Lao, I'm afraid it can't be called ordinary!

"The guitar sound of this song is not an ordinary guitar sound, this is a spiritual sound! It is the sound of the cultivation of cultivators who practice sonic wave skills!" After listening to it for a long time, Xu Lao finally came to a conclusion.

"Lingyin!?Sonic Wave?" Zhuo Bufan and Mo Xiaoye looked at each other, what is this.

"Don't say it, you don't understand it, I didn't expect that there are still cultivators in the world who practice sonic power, it's really unbelievable!" Xu Lao sighed, and then said, "It's almost over, let's go and take a look." ”

"Good. Zhuo Bufan replied briefly, and continued to walk towards the front of the trail, but this time, he did not walk quickly, but strolled, he was completely immersed in the sound of the guitar.

The light guitar sound keeps coming, making people have a kind of understanding of the depth of the night, it is indeed good! At first, I vaguely felt as if I had seen a layer of light, and then it was unrecognizable, and the eyes were completely useless, this kind of falling into the abyss realm only a moment later, a lacquer light suddenly appeared in front of me, and the eyes were still useless, but the body and mind could sense it, so that Zhuo Bufan had a kind of understanding, this is the ultimate of black, the extreme of night, black is dull, black hair paint is shiny.

Then, an irregular lake appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan's eyes, this was not an illusion, but a real lake.

It's just that where is the edge of this lake, is it round or square, Zhuo Bufan doesn't know what to do, why does he have such an inexplicable question, touching the white jade railing around him, the delicate feeling on the hand came, just like the skin of a girl, behind him, as if there were slippery raindrops, the sound was subtle, it can be imagined that this sliding route was undoubtedly sliding down from the weeping willow leaves.

Zhuo Bufan could barely tell whether this was real or an illusion.

It's just that whether it's real or hallucination, Zhuo Bufan feels that it doesn't matter.

In the black and dark light, it seems to be very close to him, and it seems to be far away, it seems to be very high, and it seems to be very low, the lake is very large, the soft grass on the side of the road, moist and gentle, the feet step on it, there is no sound at all, the breeze blows on the face, the mouth and nose are enjoyed, every skin and every hair on the body is enjoyed!

"Unnamed Lake!"

Zhuo Bufan muttered three words.

Peking University is brilliant, the sun is shining, I don't know anyone, no one knows me, come quietly, go quietly.

This spiritual sound is really extraordinary, and before seeing people, it has already made people feel so illusory and real, if they really meet, I don't know what the consequences will be.

Xia Worm asked...... What can't you ...... Who deprived me of my rights......"

The winding trail finally came to an end, and the staccato singing accompanied by the guitar bass reached Zhuo Wei's ears.

What appeared in Zhuo Bufan's eyes was a big tree, and behind the big tree there was a long stone bench that was half blocked, and the owner of Lingyin was on the stone bench behind the tree, and Zhuo Bufan could still see the half-exposed corner of the guitar.

And at the moment when Zhuo Bufanfu appeared, the sound of the guitar suddenly stopped, as if there was a spirit, and someone was found.

Zhuo Bufan was a little nervous, according to what Xu Lao said, Lingyin's cultivators usually rarely intervene in the cultivation realm, because their cultivation is unique, it is difficult to define the power in it, and they don't need too many cultivation resources, they value talent more, without a pure soul and noble character, it is difficult to cultivate successfully, so they can't intervene in the fighting cultivation realm.

But how can people be clean and alone in the rivers and lakes?

Therefore, the cultivators of Lingyin have also haunted from time to time in the history of the cultivation realm, leaving extraordinary legends.

Walking over gently, Zhuo Bufan first saw a sign on the ground, which read: "I don't accept songs, I don't want food, I don't want money." ”

Really!

It's not an ordinary person, it's impossible to hear the touch of the spiritual sound, and the average person is afraid that after listening to it, he just thinks it's good, and he will think of people as people who sing on the street.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened instantly, he saw a puppy-like little animal running out from under the stone bench, cute and agile to the root of the tree, there was a snail crawling slowly, the puppy shook his head and stared at the snail, the little tail was still cute behind him swaying left and right, looking at it made people can't help but produce heart-shaped eyes.

It's just that this little animal is extraordinary and he knows!

"Wind-raccoon!" Zhuo Bufan shouted with little confidence.

The guitar owner behind the tree suddenly got up.

"Why are you here?" Why did you come so early? Didn't I say on the west side of the square? What are you doing here?" asked Liu Dan.