"Miss five, this seat is yours tonight. You can come to us whenever you need."

Fifth, he nodded, "thank you."

The old man in the ragged patched robe glanced at the fifth Nian and Xu Huanyan secretly. Inadvertently, he looked at the fifth Nian and quickly took back his sight.

Xu Huanyan is very curious about everything. It's not as terrible as she imagined, so she put down her guard and took out her violin from the box.

This is a gift she gave herself when she became famous.

It's made by a genius master in Italy. It's made by hand. It's made of European customized wood. The pattern of the back plate is beautiful and the density is appropriate.

Gently stroking the violin body, just like stroking his lover, his eyes showed a few obsessions.

As long as Xu Huanyan touches the violin, his painting style will change.

Fifth Nian took out a piece of yellow Rune paper and pasted it on Xu Huanyan's body.

“?” Who can tell her what the hell this is? Why should Mao stick such ugly runes on such a beautiful violin?

"It's note passing. Do you expect to have impression equipment here?"

No, she never expected, but this violin is her heart, and she can't just spoil it.

"You try to pull the strings and see how far the sound can go."

Xu Huanyan gritted his teeth, rubbed the bow hair with rosin, adjusted the timbre, then closed his eyes, put the violin on his shoulder, and tried to push the bow.

When the first sound broke out of the air, Xu Huanyan shook his hands. This effect is much better than the sound.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at the fifth reading, "is this the effect of passing notes?"

"How's it going?"

"That's a great voice, isn't it?"

"You can try the tone."

From do to Si, it's very accurate.

The sound of Xu Huanyan's piano suddenly appeared, and many kids came to join in the fun.

Maybe I haven't seen anyone come to the ghost market before, so as soon as they appeared, they attracted all the attention of the scene.

Fifth read light cough twice, in order to attract the attention of the people present.

"The ghost market is a place where all kinds of goods circulate. Naturally, there is no shortage of performers. So today, when we first came to guibaodi, we would like to thank the old and young men for their support. If it's good, we'd like to enjoy some gadgets. If it's not good, we hope to give more advice. " Her voice gathers spiritual power, especially explosive, so her voice can be heard far away.

A lot of ghosts yelled, and there was a lot of applause.

Xu Huanyan reminds me of his lips, which is a bit like an ancient entertainer.

It's a good feeling.

The fifth Nian made a gesture to Xu Huanyan, and the low notes of the violin sounded.

This is an old song, the theme song of the legend of the new white lady.

Originally, the fifth Nian wanted to use Buddhist songs. I was afraid that it would be too deliberate and cause unnecessary trouble.

The prelude is very radical. Under the low chord of the violin, there is no violation.

Xu Huanyan closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own music. Her hair flying with the wind rose with her body swinging. The fifth red lip opened gently, "wait a thousand years, wait a time, wait a time Who said in his ear, "love me never changes..."

The deep and melodious sound of the violin drifts to a farther place. When the ghosts around them hear the sound of the violin, they can't help but fall into self intoxication. With the sound of the violin, they gently shake their bodies, and the world becomes peaceful.

At this moment, they forget their sorrow, forget the purpose of this trip, just want to indulge in the wonderful music.

The whole street seems to be quiet. The ghost who hears the music has put down his work, trying to find the low sound of the piano. His clear eyes begin to be in a trance, unable to form a focal length. He looks at himself in front of him, even his body is slow.

Fifth Nian no longer sings, but observes the ghosts in the night market one by one. Just now, a noisy street has become incomparably clean.

She looked sideways at Huang Daxian in another stall. Sometimes her eyes were clear and bright, and sometimes she crossed an elite line. Finally, she succumbed to the music.

It seems that Huan Yan can not only hypnotize ghosts but also ghosts.

In many martial arts novels, music is occasionally used to kill people. Therefore, it is not surprising that Xu Huanyan can use music to hypnotize ghosts.

Fifth, I wonder if Xu Huanyan's skill is only applicable to violin.

It seems that there is a chance to try other musical instruments.

When the last note floated in the air, Xu Huanyan's song was full of sweat.

"Ah

A yellow figure flashed, the fifth read Leng Leng, all the reason instantly return, a pull over Xu Huanyan, in front of Huang Daxian.

Huang Daxian, who has just been setting up a stall, has been transformed into a prototype, showing his teeth and growling at the fifth Nian and Xu Huanyan.

Fifth read eyes a Lin, looked at the leg that was scratched by the weasel claw, still hanging a few bloody holes.At that moment, she didn't expect to be confused.

For a moment, Xu Huanyan was hurt.

Fifth Nian throws out the peach sword, pointing to Huang Daxian.

The reason of other ghosts seems to have returned, looking at the changes in front of them.

They didn't know what had happened, and then they saw the picture of the confrontation between the Heavenly Master and Huang Daxian, and the little human girl was injured.

A ghost yelled, "Wong Tai Sin, how can you hurt people?"

"The intelligence quotient is definitely not enough for the cultivation of human form by spirits."

Huang Da Xian shook his head, and his reason returned for a moment. He glared at Xu Huan Yan fiercely and asked angrily, "who are you in the end, can you hypnotize us?"

"Hypnosis?"

"What hypnosis?"

"Stupid, what just happened, do you remember?"

Is not immersed in music, and then unable to extricate themselves?

Huang Da Xian completely got rid of the feeling of lethargy and turned into human nature again. With a shake of his broad robe, he attacked the past towards the fifth thought.

"Bold, even dare to make trouble in the ghost city, see I don't properly deal with you ignorant and stupid human beings." Since the cultivation of human sexuality, no matter ghosts or people, who met him is not polite, but today almost no two human conspiracy, Huang Da Xian's tone is really hard to swallow.

Fifth, Nian is not a vegetarian. He can tell lies with his eyes open. Especially on such occasions, he will not lose beans.

"Nonsense, you've been fascinated by our music. I haven't asked you for a reward, but you dare to do something wrong." She threw the peach sword again and went up.

Two people fight under, ghost city immediately made a fuss.

A ghost called, "Yincha, go to find Yincha!"

"There are people and weasels making trouble."

"Bullshit, it's the weasel who makes trouble. This street belongs to that girl. How can people make trouble in their own territory?"

When Huang Da Xian heard this, he almost didn't get angry. They were all a group of weeds falling with the wind. Throw off the robe Huxiao wind, the wind, like a cold knife hit down, the fifth Nian pull Xu Huanyan hasty retreat.

By the way, he used peach wood sword to block many wind blades, making a dull impact sound, and a residual light flashed by. The fifth thought pushed Xu Huanyan to a safe place, "wait for me here, I'll go to meet the Wong Tai Sin."

Then she took the peach wood sword and jumped to meet Huang Daxian again.

The ghost market suddenly became noisy. Some of the innocent people were injured, and others were crying for their parents. Xu Huanyan endured the pain of his leg and looked up at the boss and Huang Daxian who were fighting in mid air.

Although it's a little painful, I still want to call her boss. Now I want to talk about lying trough, lying trough.

Fifth Nian threw out a red ink line, and saw that the end of the line was like a roll, heading for Huang Da Xian.

It reacts fast, accurately and ruthlessly, pulls the thread head hard, spits out a firelight towards the ink bucket line, and the whole ink bucket line burns up.

Fifth read eyes a Lin, "rosefinch edict, fire god borrow method, go!"

In a flash, Huang Da Xian's face was full of flames. He just dodged, but he didn't notice that the ink line wrapped around his body and tied it up.

The fifth thought pulled up the thread and tied a beautiful bow.

The ghost messengers came fiercely. They didn't see the people fighting and making trouble. On the contrary, they were blocked by the people watching. They roared angrily, "who is so bold that they dare to make trouble in the ghost market?"

The fifth read to wave, "ghost bad, Huang Da Xian who made trouble has been caught by me."

When Huang Daxian heard this, he almost vomited three liters of blood.