Chapter 5： Drunk Yinhai (1/2)

Soon, under the arrangement of the little girl, Gu Qingfeng followed Xiaozhuang of the villa to take a bath.

If you want to say that this villa is really very cozy, even the bathing and bathing areas are arranged in the same way, not only there are hot springs to soak, there is a drizzle shower method on the head, after the shower operation, it is like drizzle from the sky This not only sighed Gu Qingfeng, but now people really know how to enjoy it.

When you think about your own practice, the aura of this world is very sparse, and the veins are occupied by Damonism. Even the spirit stones are luxury jewelry. Sometimes it ’s better to fight for a spirit stone. A catastrophe goes on like a rebirth of heaven and earth, everything begins to recover, and the spirit veins are all over the place. The matrix method will not hurt the spirit when it is running.

Everyone feels refreshed at every happy event.

过 After taking a bath, Gu Qingfeng's mood was greatly relaxed. He took a few vitality dans. Although his body was still weak, he was much better than when he was just awake, and his complexion gradually recovered.

Put on the new clothes that Xiao 厮 brought, and it fits well. After wearing it, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, it feels strange.

In the bronze mirror, he is tall and straight, with long black hair scattered randomly, a fair face, with sharp edges Leng Jun, a pair of narrow eyes, and the silence is as deep as the abyss.

The ancient breeze touched his face, and he felt an indescribable feeling inside.

I have no years of practice.

To be honest, since Gu Qingfeng has tempered the flesh with nine ancestors, he has not looked in the mirror for a long time, and he has forgotten what he looks like.

”I thought that we were also a famous handsome guy in Shiliba Village ... now ... oh! Old ...”

Although his appearance seems to be in his early twenties, and he is wearing a very young and brand-new white clothes, he still has no youthful vigor, and some are only the deep twilight.

Xiu Xiu Jin Dan can indeed stay young forever, but only with the youth of appearance, but the youth of heart.

再 No matter how young you look, you can't conceal the traces left in my heart.

Ugh.

Xiao Xiaoyu sent a lot of fruits and seeds. Gu Qingfeng was eating and waiting, but after waiting for a long time without seeing Ouyang coming over, he was bored and went out for a walk.

Earlier, I heard that the girl from Ouyang Ye said that there seemed to be an art festival here. There seemed to be a lot of music masters in the Qingyang realm. It was called a mess, and it really answered the old saying, it was just playing the piano.

”This can also be called a master? I think when I first played the rhythm, he played better than this ...”

If a mysterious piece of music can pop into the mood, it can indeed make people dream back to the ages, but if it can't be played, it is simply torture, after all, the rhythm thing can really easily resonate with one's spirit.

There are gardens everywhere in the villa, and there seems to be someone playing the piano in each garden. Gu Qingfeng listened and couldn't help but stop in front of a garden. It wasn't because the piano sounds were beautiful, but from the garden. The sound of the piano is so ordinary, it sounds like a beginner.

The ancient breeze stopped because the sound of the piano inside made him laugh.

The sound of the piano is intermittent. People who play the piano seem to be practicing. Every time they play the wrong thing, they stop, and then they play, and they make a mistake again ... and so they go back and forth wrong more than ten times, and the people who play the piano seem very persistent. Just keep playing and keep making mistakes in the same place.

”What a muscle ...”

The ancient breeze could not hear it anymore, and went in looking for the sound of the piano. To his surprise, the seven- or eight-year-old Huangmao girl played the piano.

The little girl is not tall and has blue hair. She looks very cute. Now she is standing in the gazebo and playing with her head crooked. Maybe she plays it wrong every time. The little girl looks very depressed, murmured. : ”Why do I play wrong every time I come here ... Why on earth, my **** is obviously correct, the strings are correct ... the rhythm is also good, isn't the magic trick used incorrectly?”

Since the melody is known as one of the top ten fairy arts, naturally it is not as simple as empty play. A wonderful piece of music, if it pops up, it may be pleasant or natural, but if it is played with spiritual power, it is like giving a piano music Like the soul, it will be more vivid and mysterious. The reason why the rhythm can deter the demon is the effect of injecting spiritual power. A powerful rhythm is even more powerful than a terrifying magical spell.

The little girl was very persistent and seemed a bit stupid and cute ... she went back and forth dozens of times, and she made a mistake in the same place every time. It was really a disappointment. Gu Qingfeng walked over and laughed: ”Little sister, Your **** is not wrong, the strings and rhythms are also correct, and the wrong is the use of spiritual tricks. ”

”what!”

When she heard someone talking, the little girl shouted in surprise. When she saw Gu Qingfeng, the little girl was more shy besides being surprised, and her face turned red immediately. She asked shamefully, ”You ... who are you what!”

”Oh ... I was passing by, and when I heard you play, come over and see.”

The little girl whispered, seemed to remember the words just now, raised her head again, and asked, ”Brother, what did you just say, did you use the magic trick wrong?”

”You used the four-string shaoyu tactic just now, which is a bit heavy for the tune just now.” Gu Qingfeng went into the gazebo and sat down, saying, ”You might as well change to the stroking stack and use the three-string small compound. Just look at it, ”

”Change to stroking, and then use Sanxian Xiaofuju?” The girl opened the music sheet in her hand and looked at it, responding: ”But it's not like this on the music sheet.”

”The sheet music is dead. People are alive. How do you know without trying?”

The little girl crooked her head for a moment, and then looked at it with her eyes wide open for a long time. Then she played it with doubt and doubt. When she played the wrong tune just now, she changed her **** to stroking, and her magic trick also changed to Sanxian Xiaofuqiao, unexpectedly succeeded.

Maybe I didn't expect it to be so smooth, or maybe I couldn't believe it was true. The little girl tried again, and it turned out again ... The little girl looked at the music score and stared at Gu Qingfeng. I can't figure out why I can talk about such a tune without following the score.

”Brother, are you a musician here?”

”I?” Gu Qingfeng shook his head, signaled that he was not.

”The elder brother must understand the rhythm well, right?”

”OK, I've played for a while before.”