The sound of the piano is extremely fine, like a spider silk entanglement, as if coming from all directions, with an indescribable treacherous and solemn meaning.
As soon as Gu Xiangfu heard it, she felt her inner breath tumble, but when she saw the opportunity, she immediately forced herself to calm down.
And Wen Kexing, who was originally sleeping on the bed, woke up without knowing when, standing silently by the window, the moonlight through the window rim shone on his face, his complexion seemed to soften. , But stared at a place in the dark without blinking.
His long shadow drew behind him, motionless. At first glance, his face was expressionless, but with a smile, like a cold and strange stone statue. Under the night, the danger of his body was undisguised.
Like a ghost with no joy and no sorrow.
Gu Xiangren was very clever. When he noticed something was wrong, he immediately sealed his ears and tried his best not to listen to outside sounds. He sat down and adjusted his breath, hugged Yuanyi, and it took a long time to suppress the nausea.
Wen Kexing slid his slender fingers across the window lattice, and laughed lowly: “You unexpectedly invited Meiqu Qin Song… This is not a small trick, and I don’t know who it is dealing with.”
Suddenly, he heard the sound of something breaking through the wind, as if the strings were too dry and could no longer make the piano sound. He could only make a dull “pounce” sound, and it seemed that someone had played a few times. A tiny pebble hit the boundless void.
It’s almost inaudible, but it subtly interrupts the lingering and endless sound of the piano, like throwing a small stone into the water, and the clear waves ripple instantly, in places where people cannot see or capture. Spread out.
The sound of the piano really stagnated.
Wen Kexing leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and listened carefully, with a playful smile on his mouth.
Afterwards, the sound of the piano slammed again, surging like a beast, and the person playing the piano suddenly made a killing move. At almost the same time, there was a scream from the next room, which sounded like a flute. The ordinary flute will not make such a sound, it is extremely sharp, so sharp as to tear something.
The timing is extremely accurate, and the sharp sound of the flute meets the vicious sound of the piano.
The strings of the piano player broke instantly.
Then Wan Lai was silent.
Wen Kexing stood there again for a while, shook his head and said to himself: “If you are better than a sword, you will die by a sword. The ancients sincerely don’t deceive me.”
Gu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: “Master, you said that Qin… Qin has something, is he dead?”
Wen Kexing said softly: “Even if he doesn’t die, his meridians are all broken. From then on, he is a useless person. I think he is more comfortable to die.”
Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pushed open the window, making his voice lighter, as if he was afraid of alarming something: “Axiang, things in this world are always so interesting. There is no reason for not giving anything. Handle the lyre, killing people invisible, although it is fun and interesting, but you must beware of others’ backlash.”
Gu Xiang tilted his head and asked, “When will it go back?”
Wen Kexing explained patiently: “When others are better than you.”
Gu Xiang nodded, thought about it, and said, “What do you want to do to compete with people who are stronger than yourself, and to bully those who are weaker than yourself?”
Wen Kexing looked back at her, facing the moonlight, his whole figure seemed to be rimmed with silver, and the expression on his face became more and more indistinct. After a while, he said: “You can bully no one, like me, be a good person. .”
Then he stretched out his hand to open the door, and Gu Xiang watched the “good guy” go out with trepidation.
Zhou Zishu’s own situation is not very good either. His flute was boring on the road, and he slashed it casually, probably because he was not skilled enough. The sound he played was always inaccurate, and the tone was deserted and dumb, so he stopped. Fiddle with it, who expected it to be really used tonight. The flute was only blown, and a big hole broke. Fortunately, he lured the man with all his strength, so that he was lucky enough to hit it, otherwise I really don’t know how to end it.
Zhang Chengling seemed to be fished out of water. His skill was too shallow. Even if Zhou Zishu plugged his ears in time, he still suffered internal injuries. He had already vomited for a while, his face was like golden paper.
Zhou Zishu was worried that he would be ill at a young age, so he didn’t care about adjusting his breath, so he put his palm on his back and said in a deep voice, “Concentrate.”
Afterwards, I used internal force to help him walk for a week. When he saw his complexion gradually eased, he withdrew his palm, but he was already sweating profusely.
Fortunately, this place is not far from Zhaojiazhuang in Taihu Lake. Otherwise, I am afraid that he will really be humiliating. He has not done any good things in this half of his life. If the first time he wants to accumulate virtue, he will give up halfway, I am afraid it will be unlucky.
If you talk about big and small things in the arena, people from the north and the south, I am afraid that no one knows better than the former head of the skylight. After Qin Yin was together, he immediately knew who this person was outside.
According to the legend, “Meiqu Qin Song” is an eunuch. He loves to dress up as a woman. He wears red and green to show the world that he is a poison. Because of his skill in killing people without seeing blood, he really started the business of killing people. Mother’s principle, whoever gives more money will be a dog.
This will be silent. Zhou Zishu knows that he will not die. If he is in his heyday, there is no need to kill such a person, but now he has lost five success strengths and only half his life is left. Big, but a lot more vicious.
I just listened to someone outside the window with a high-five and praised: “In this nocturne, there is no one who can’t afford the love of the homeland-so the stars are so moon, brother Zhou and Qin Yin caress the flute, so elegant, it is not feasible to be a beauty.”
Talking nonsense to this level is also breathtaking.
Zhou Zi pleasant road, not any person acting aware of this, he had stood outside the window, so elusive individual, his prime time yet need to fear, rivers and lakes to his knowledge, there are a total of three and a half people, all of them have to offend.
He took a deep breath, opened the window, pointed at his green yellow vegetable-colored dough, looked at Wen Kexing with a very dull look and asked, “Beauty?”
Wen Kexing choked, swept a circle on his face that was not terrible, but he was too lazy to give a second glance, and then turned to look at the moon.
Zhou Zishu sat on the window with his legs raised, and followed his gaze. The night was full of moon, the moon was like water, and the ground was like frost, so bright.
Zhou Zishu wondered which of the three and a half the self-proclaimed Wen Kexing was, and couldn’t help thinking about his motivation to follow him, the more he thought about it, the more confusing he became.
From this person, he felt a very subtle and similar taste, so he knew that this person must also be unprofitable and early, following himself…or, following Zhang Chengling to Taihu Lake, it must have a plan. After thinking for a while, without any clues, he secretly laughed at himself, asking the bottom line, but he was getting sick.
As soon as he lowered his head, seeing Wen Kexing looking at him with interest, he smiled and said: “Brother Wen is really curious, why not take out my skin and see how many layers of meat and bones are inside?”
Wen Kexing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, “Also.”
Before he finished the word “good”, he shot Zhou Zishu’s face like lightning. Zhou Zishu was prepared for it, leaned back, folded his waist, and raised one leg to kick Wen Kexing’s wrist.
Between the sparks and the fire, the two of them have been dazzling and overwhelmed.
Zhou Zishu felt that he was holding on to the window, his actions were quite restricted, and he was at a disadvantage, so he bowed his head and avoided him, and jumped down. However, for him, Yamoto was not easy, let alone having tossed most of the night. A nail was sharp and painful, making him stagnate.
In just an instant, Wen Kexing’s palm had reached his chest, the strong wind hit, but the move was in vain.
Zhou Zishu lowered his head and glanced at the hand that was almost on his chest, but his expression was still calm, and he smiled: “Thank you, Brother Wen, for staying…”
However, the words of a word fell, Wen Kexing’s hand suddenly touched his face, not counting, and slowly rubbing his fingers with his fingers, as if to distinguish whether the thing was made of human skin or pig skin.
Before Zhou Zishu had time to back away, he saw that Gu Xiang probably heard the movement over there. He poked his head out of the window, glanced at it, then covered his eyes and retracted his head, yelling, “Oh, Indecent!”
——Yes, he said what he wanted.
Wen Kexing was very close and his expression was extremely serious-his expression always seemed serious, and Moonlight became ambiguous, and he looked really impolite.
Over there, Gu Xiang didn’t know how to lower his voice, and muttered to himself: “A needle eye needs a long needle eye…”
Zhou Zishu hurriedly coughed, then took a big step back, calmly, and asked nonchalantly: “Wen Daxia, can you see what this face is doing?”
“It’s made of flesh and skin.” Wen Kexing groaned for a long time, and came to such a conclusion.
Zhou Zishu expressed his unconditional agreement.
Wen Kexing stared at his fingers and said, “Weird… weird, it actually feels like you look like yourself.”
Zhou Zi Shu calmly said: “Fucai, It is coming from own long.”
If there was a third person present, it would definitely feel that one of the two men was a lunatic—except Gu Xiang of course.
Wen Kexing seemed to feel a bit of a blow, and stared at Zhou Zishu again, got up and left-instead of returning to the room, he walked out. Gu Xiang poked his head again, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: “Okay this time, my master probably can’t accept the reality. I went to Goulan Yard to find his beauty. He is gone, everyone can go early. Wash and sleep.”
Wen Kexing didn’t know how, people were already far away, but his voice was light and fluttering, like a thread drifting in the wind, and it floated accurately into Gu Xiang’s ears.
He said, “Axiang, are you talking humanly?”
Gu Xiang congruently said, “I’m farting.”
Then he quickly retracted and closed the window-as if he was anxious to swallow the ass.
Zhou Zishu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly softened his body, leaned against the wall, gritted his teeth, making no sound.
Fortunately, the pain lasted from time to time, and after a while, it was a little better before he tidied himself up and went back to the house.
This night seems to be very long.
Three days later, Zhou Zishu arrived at Taihu Lake with Zhang Chengling, a young master who had lost a circle in just a few days.
Knocked on Zhao Jing’s door and waited for him to explain his intentions, the old butler looked directly at Zhang Chengling with a pair of eyes, and said silently, “You are… You are Chengling? Are you Chengling?!”
Then he turned his head and yelled to the young man inside: “Hurry up and call the master, Master Chengling is here! Master Chengling is still alive!”
Not long after, Daxia Zhao Jing and Zhao from Taihu came out in person. Zhang Chengling knelt on the ground with a “plop”. It seems that the bad news of the Zhang family has spread all over the country. A group of people cried and formed a ball, and then greeted the two with fanfare Go in.
Zhou Zishu thought, finally there is no need to worry about someone making trouble for his ancestors underground-it is really hard to accumulate virtue to do good deeds.
