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Chapter 85 Who played the piano?

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    The feeling of the lotus flower seemed to be very keen. When Wang Changsheng raised his finger, she subconsciously looked up. The two people's eyes crossed in the air. Wang Changsheng retracted his paws in embarrassment, looking directly at the person again.  Pointing was always not too polite, but the woman's eyes flickered and she still raised her neck, as if she didn't feel that there was anything abrupt about what she just did.

    Wang Changsheng looked at the other party's unusually dark yet bright eyes, and thought for no reason that these eyes were really like the two brightest stars in the dark night.

    Fu Jiu didn¡¯t notice that the two of them crossed paths for less than a few seconds, but shook his head and said: ¡°Among the people below, she may be the only one whose exact origin I don¡¯t know.¡±

    "What should I say?" Wang Changsheng asked, still looking at the other party.

    "Because I couldn't find out, even if I asked our second senior brother, it would be in vain," Fujiu said, exploring his hands.

    There are seven disciples of Kunlun Temple. This Jiuye is in charge of Chang'an City. The sixth brother who stirs cabbage knows thousands of years of history and is the best at restoring ancient objects. The second brother who taught Wang Changsheng how to smoke and drink does not follow the ordinary path. He is often helped by Jiu and the others.  He is ridiculed as a news dealer, but he always claims to be a well-informed person. The second senior brother has boasted more than once and said that there are only two kinds of news in this world for me, and one is that I can find out.  , one does not exist at all.

    There must be an element of bragging in these words, but from another perspective, the second senior brother¡¯s information peddler is quite remarkable, because in Kunlun Temple, you can brag, but the premise is that you must  You must have the capital to brag, otherwise your junior uncle Yang Laiyu will teach you how to be a good person.

    The seven disciples of Kunlun Temple each have their own jobs. The second brother, a news dealer who is well versed in eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and all kinds of evil ways, is equivalent to a pair of eyes of Kunlun Temple.

    "She appeared a year ago. Apart from the fact that her name is Bai Bo, very little other information has been revealed. I only know that she often walks around the world with a compassionate attitude. She has saved many people wandering in the world.  The lonely soul sent her to the underworld and prayed for people in distress, so when someone knew her surname was Bai, they called her Bai Bodhisattva."

    "White servant?" Wang Changsheng thought the name was strange, so he muttered it softly.

    The lotus flower that looked up looked at Wang Changsheng's opening and closing lips and suddenly smiled. It was Bai Meisheng's kind of smile, like a flower blooming, which made the hearts of the men surrounding it hit hard.  After a while, he and Yu Liangzi raised their eyebrows at Chang Shanyue, the son of the headmaster of Longhu Mountain who was having a good time drinking and talking, and said softly: "She smiles like a thousand-year-old fox. I really hope I am Pu Songling who knows how to flirt."

    Yu Liangzi frowned and said, "They say you are the one who has read the Taoist scriptures most thoroughly in Longhu Mountain. Haven't you cultivated your character yet?"

    Chang Shanyue took a sip of wine, licked his lips happily and said, "You can recite twelve Buddhist scriptures by heart. Aren't you also a capable man?"

    Yu Liangzi clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "But I never miss the worldly affairs."

    "It's the Bodhisattva's Bodhisattva!" Fujiu corrected, and then said: "There are rumors outside that this woman who appeared more than a year ago probably came down from the Tianshan Mountains in northern Xinjiang. It is also said that she practiced on the Tibetan Plateau in her previous life.  The great Bodhisattva later reincarnated, but I think a more reliable theory is that she may have come from the Taoist cave heaven or blessed land. After all, this is an era when flowers are in full bloom, and everything that should come out should come out."

    Wang Changsheng suddenly thought of Emperor Zhou. He should be the one who should come out.

    Withdrawing his eyes, Wang Changsheng turned around, silently lit a cigarette, and whispered: "She must have seen something."

    "What?" Fujiu asked with a frown.

    "When she looked at me, she smiled very playfully. I could tell that her smile was only for me." Wang Changsheng chewed the cigarette butt and wrapped it around it a few times, exhaled the thick smoke and said, "Her eyes are so bright.  Maybe I saw something that others didn¡¯t see.¡±

    "Are you sure?" Fu Jiu continued to ask with a frown.

    "Absolutely, my feeling is usually not wrong"

    Fujiu's expression suddenly became serious. Of course he knew what Wang Changsheng meant. The fact that his soul was sealed in Chen Qingshan's body after his death when he was twelve years old was only known to the insiders of Kunlun Temple. If it was known to outsiders,  If people know the reason, this will be a very serious disaster for Kunlun Temple, so Yang Laiyu worked hard for ten years to cover up Wang Changsheng's fate at the cost, just not wanting this to happen.  Some capable monks and Taoist priests in the world saw the secret in him.

    Fujiu picked up the phone cautiously, and just as he was about to dial, WangChangsheng suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him down and said, "You want to silence him?"

    Fujiu said: "I would rather kill by mistake than let go. If she really knows about it, I will definitely not let her leave this manor."

    Wang Changsheng asked softly: "What if I saw it wrong?"

    Fujiu smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I told you, I'd rather kill him by mistake. Haha, you are afraid of karma, but I'm not. I've been tainted enough in the years I've been Master Jiu.  How can I count the number of people who have died directly or indirectly under my command? Xiao Qi has something to do. If it is inconvenient for you, we have to do it. Otherwise, what are you doing with us senior brothers? Aren¡¯t we just carrying you?  Are you leaving?"

    Wang Changsheng shook his head and said: "Don't touch her for the time being. I have something in mind. Even if this woman finds out, she may not make it public. Besides she doesn't know that I am from Kunlun Temple after all. Besides, I don't think she looks like her."  You have to trust her temperament when she talks about other people's privacy."

    Fujiu was stunned for a moment, put down the phone, thought for a moment and nodded: "That's right, I really worry too much."

    "Next, it's over here, do you plan to start walking down?"

    Wang Changsheng glanced at Xu Mubai over there. He almost forgot something. When he was building a bridge in Longxi a few years ago, he clicked on Huang Baoxi, the death row prisoner behind the Zhenlong Monument. Wang Changsheng promised him to keep the three generations of his family safe and prosperous.  , he had always had something on his mind and had forgotten about it. He only remembered it after seeing Xu Mubai.

    "Let's go to Lingxi first, I have something to do, and then go down"

    ¡°Buzz!¡± Before Wang Changsheng could finish his words, a trembling sound suddenly came from nowhere.

    It¡¯s like a piano sound, not very clear, but definitely very loud.

    Wang Changsheng and Fu Jiu turned around and looked down at the same time. Fu Jiu said in surprise: "Who is playing the piano?"

    After the trill, no one noticed the sudden sound of the piano, but then a continuous, melodious tune suddenly sounded from outside the hall. This tune immediately attracted almost everyone's attention.  , the drinkers stopped drinking, and the smokers stopped smoking. The music must be good, but the person who played it must have a good technique.

    Fujiu said "Oh" and said: "It's not playing the piano, it's the bright performance of the erhu. Who is doing this just to have fun?"

    Wang Changsheng has listened to Liang Pingping's erhu so many times. When he was in Lingnan, his ears were about to get calloused. Although his tune was really good, he couldn't stand listening to it every day when he was setting up a stall. Wang Changsheng  Naturally, he could tell that this tune was probably composed by Liang Pingping, but he was a little strange as to why the other party came here.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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