Chapter 561

Lin Feng doesn't know that this trip to Ye's house must be a Hongmen banquet, and he doesn't know that if he goes, he won't come back.

But knowing it was a trap, he jumped too.

I've been in YJ for some time. All kinds of calculations and fights are to see muziqiu?

But now people take the initiative to open the door, but Lin Feng suddenly fell into passivity.

Zhou Yang, the five-star general, looked uninterested, but ye Tiandao was his boss. He couldn't disobey orders. He picked up the military uniform he threw on the ground and put it on his shoulder. He took a deep look at Lin Feng: "we will fight again one day."

Lin Feng said with a smile, "I hope so."

Next, follow Ye's car and go straight to Ye's house.

*

Ye's house.

Muziqiu, who took a bath and changed into clean clothes, sat in front of the mirror in the room. She never applied powder. For the first time, she used some cosmetics here, but she felt it was inappropriate, because Lin Feng liked her plain face.

After that, I began to worry about whether I should change clothes. In short, my mood is all kinds of restlessness.

Excited, nervous, looking forward to, with a little uneasy.

Although the cheap mother told herself that it was the Ye family who compromised this time and didn't want to force herself any more. She also wanted to see how excellent the young man surnamed Lin was, muziqiu was still worried that it was the Ye family's conspiracy.

Therefore, she wanted Lin Feng to come and didn't want him to come. Her mood was extremely contradictory.

"Ziqiu, what are you thinking?"

Cheap mother Li Li didn't know when she came into the room, with a gentle and kind smile on her face. I didn't know, she really thought it was a conversation between an ordinary mother and her daughter.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling face. What's more, since she came to Ye's house, she is really the most annoying one to herself.

"Is there a zither?"

Muzi Qiu whispered.

Li Li was stunned and nodded: "yes, I'll take you to the piano room."

The piano room of the Ye family is naturally different from ordinary people. Regardless of the size of 100 square meters, there are few musical instruments in it. There are a wide range of cellos, violins, organ, guitar, piano, suona, trumpets, flutes, guzheng

"Ziqiu, do you like playing zither?" Li Li smiled gently.

Muzi Qiu blushed and said shyly, "a little, but not proficient."

After that, she came to a corner, picked up the zither, sat on the small bamboo chair next to her and played it gently.

Although I haven't touched the zither for some time, the moment my finger touches the string, the inspiration of music rushes up like a tide.

The jade hand was frivolous. I saw the Qianqian jade finger playing fast on the string.

For a moment, she was immersed in the dream of music.

People and things nearby have disappeared

The shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune. Strings and strings hide the sound of thinking, as if they were unsuccessful in their life.

The letter with a low eyebrow continued to play, saying everything in my heart. Light close, slow twist and pick again. It was the second six of neon clothes at the beginning.

The big strings are noisy like rain, and the small strings are whispering. The noise cuts the wrong bullets, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The warbler whispers, the flower is slippery at the bottom, and the swallowing spring is underwater beach. The water spring is cold, the string is frozen, and the sound is gradually stopped.

Moving with the string, the ethereal voice sounded from the girl's mouth, like moonlight, water and waterfall, stroking her heart and intoxicated.

Li Li on one side was stagnant.

She never thought that her abandoned daughter had such outstanding musical talent.

For a moment, she was crazy.

Just because the music is too moving.

The sun at 2:30 in the afternoon, lazy and leisurely, flows slowly along its ancient and elegant arc.

In the old courtyard of Ye Jiasi's house.

An old man who once caused an earthquake by YJ sat in a master's chair. At the age of 80, he looked in his early 70s. A pair of tiger eyes that can make people tremble on weekdays were half squinting and seemed to be sleeping, but the fingers gently tapped on his legs were also tapping.

Dressed in black, a middle-aged man of about 40 whispered, "do you need to stop it?"

The old man shook his head and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "the little girl is good. I can listen to Beijing Opera with interest. If I had been trained in Ye's family since childhood, there would be a Taishan Beidou in the music festival."

The middle-aged man didn't speak.

"Zhang Heng, what do you think of my granddaughter?" the old man opened his eyes and said.

"Very good," said the middle-aged man.

"Is it cruel for me to let her take the place of Xin'er and go to xuantianzong?" the old man asked.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "if you don't use soul washing, it's an opportunity that millions of people dream of for her, but if you use soul washing..."

"That would be cruel."

The old man sighed and said with emotion: "I have lived for nearly a hundred years. I raised a gun and killed people when I was young. I have the ambition of a horse that dares to pull down the emperor. I also think I have experienced strong wind and heavy rain. I am used to everything, but I didn't expect that I still have compassion for a bad seed."

The middle-aged man was silent.

"If a superior wants to climb up, he must not break his means, so I thought, since he has taken this road, he should simply go all the way to the black, and don't give himself a chance to regret."

The old man closed his eyes and said softly, "this music is too moving for bad people like me. Wait a little longer. If she is still singing, you can crush her vocal cords."

These words are extremely relaxed, but also extremely insidious.

The middle-aged man seemed used to it and nodded, "I see."

*

When Lin Feng came to Ye's house, he was relieved.

When he heard the familiar guzheng song, he knew that muziqiu must be inside.

Sometimes he thought, it's good to listen like this all his life. Is it really so important to cultivate something?

However, the zither will stop suddenly and the singing will lose its voice again. If he really immerses himself in it, he may not catch anything in the end.

"Buns, haven't you ever been to such a solemn place and have been trembling with fear?"

Ye Xin'er glanced at Lin Feng and sneered.

Lin Feng didn't deny it.

This place with countless heavy history really made him breathe faster.

There is respect and awe.

Lin Feng took the lead in.

"Stop!"

Several guards at the door stopped him immediately.

"Let him in."

Mu xiner said lazily.

Get the order and let the guard go.

Lin Feng walked slowly with the song.

Soon, he came to the piano room.

The melodious sound of the piano is getting closer and closer.

As soon as he smiled, his heart quickened.

"Creak -"

Open the door gently.

The song stopped.

They looked at each other almost at the same time.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Mu Ziqiu burst into his arms with tears in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, just patted her on the back and muttered:

"Here I am."