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Chapter 2483 The Secret of the Music Score

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    Henry Zhang was a little confused when he heard this, and subconsciously circulated his Qi.

    He immediately felt something strange in his Dantian, and some dark thoughts flashed through his mind again.

    These thoughts are not very deep and can easily be suppressed by his will.

    But if you forcefully use a large amount of zhenqi, you may really lose your mind again as Huo Yinling said.

    "Miss Yinling, thank you. If you hadn't helped me, I don't know what would have happened." Xiao Yang said with lingering fear.

    As a result, Huo Yinling didn't speak yet, but Shen Changsheng became rude.

    "Is it enough to just say thank you verbally?"

    "Boy, I have worked hard to suppress the evil spirit in your body."

    "If you dare to verbally thank me, I will tear apart all the bones in your body. Do you believe it?"

    How could Xiao Yang not know the meaning of Shen Changsheng¡¯s words? He clearly wanted the piano score.

    He immediately pretended to be stupid and was stunned: "Hey, a thank you is not enough, at least you have to pay a lot of money. Mr. Shen, just tell me, how much does it cost?"

    "We don't have anything else in the Dragon King Palace, except that we have a lot of money."

    Shen Chang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You kid, stop pretending to be stupid with me and take out the music score, otherwise I will throw you into the sea to feed the fishes!"

    ¡°And none of these little shrimps behind you can even think of escaping.¡±

    Zhu Jianqiang and Shen Gangfeng shrank back in fear.

    They definitely don¡¯t believe what others say.

    But Shen Changsheng, an old bastard, can do anything.

    "People even dare to kill teenage children. If they were really thrown into the sea and fed to fish, they would have no place to cry."

    "Just give it to me. The boss is alone. Why are you still making things difficult for us juniors? We have lived in vain for so many years"

    Henry Zhang muttered.

    He had been pretending to be stupid before, just to make fun of Shen Changsheng.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of consideration and reason should be shared with the music score.

    ??Immediately took out the music score from the Dragon King Ring and handed it to Huo Yinling.

    At the same time, he also reminded: "Miss Yinling, I think this musical score should be an ancient relic from before the Xia Dynasty, but most of the notes recorded on it have been lost. If you are not proficient in music, it will probably be difficult to understand."

    Huo Yinling¡¯s attention was entirely on the music score.

    The pace also quickened a bit, and he came to Henry Zhang and took the music score.

    However, what she didn¡¯t notice was that her body and Henry Zhang were completely next to each other.

    It¡¯s like a couple having a romantic date on the bow of the boat.

    Henry Zhang took a half step back awkwardly and asked, "Did you find any problems?"

    Huo Yinling frowned slightly, holding the piano score in one hand, and gently playing with it in the air with the other hand, as if playing the piano.

    But every time she fiddled with it halfway, she would stop and her beautiful eyebrows would furrow deeper.

    Zhu Jianqiang whispered: "Brother Yang, could this piano score be some kind of martial arts secret book, and the kind of secret book that is more advanced than "Dugu Nine Swords"?"

    "I often see this in TV dramas. Often when I encounter this kind of secret code, it can only be solved by those who are destined to do it. No matter how hard others try, they can't pry into the secret."

    Henry Zhang does not deny this statement.

    This music book is covered with a fake Fuxi Qin, which is hidden inside the piano body.

    And the Mogadishu Giant Buddha was built for this purpose. Only the Xuanyuan Sword can break open the last two doors.

    Being able to use such high standards to protect this musical score, the possibility of peerless martial arts in it is very high.

    However, Huo Yinling looked at it without saying a word for a long time, which made Henry Zhang feel hesitant.

    With Huo Yinling¡¯s musical attainments, even if it¡¯s a guqin score, he shouldn¡¯t be able to find the answer after looking at it for so long.

    Finally, she spoke softly: "There is something wrong with this music score. Mr. Shen, please set up the piano. I have to play it myself to find out what the problem is."

    "What?" Shen Changsheng looked at her in surprise: "There are actually piano scores in the world that you can't understand, miss?"

    "Interesting, it seems this trip was not in vain!"

    As he spoke, he actually laughed.

    Then he raised his hand and waved, and the infuriating energy as thin as a piano string penetrated into both ends of the cruiser.

    This scene made the people of Dark Dragon stunned.

      Using true energy to penetrate the steel plate of the cruiser, is this old guy still a human?

    The muscles on Henry Zhang¡¯s face twitched slightly. He could see more problems than the people in Dark Dragon.

    Using true energy to kill people, even a novice warrior can do it.

    It¡¯s different if you can use your true energy to condense it into strings.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together out of the blue, you must have a very high level of control over the true energy, and you need to maintain the true energy in an extremely balanced state.

    This is no longer something ordinary people can do.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­

    This high-end operation is no easier than carving patterns on tofu.

    ¡°Xiao Yang, help me get the piano score.¡± Huo Yinling said suddenly.

    "Oh." Henry Zhang took the piano score and stood next to her.

    A girl's fragrance hit his nostrils, causing the evil spirit in his body to rekindle, and his body subconsciously moved towards Huo Yinling's delicate body.

    Huo Yinling's face turned red with embarrassment.

    She took a deep breath, pressed her hands on the strings made of condensed energy, and began to test the sound.

    ????????????????????????????Different from the modern temperament, there are only five tones played on the strings, namely the ancient five tones of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. This is also the earliest Chinese temperament.

    But the combination of these five tones can be ever-changing. Just trying out the sound will make people close their eyes and enjoy it.

    Soon, a piece of piano sound like celestial music came out.

    Huo Yinling's ten green and white fingers plucked the Zhenqi strings, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, and the music he played became more and more beautiful.

    Sudden.

    The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

    Everyone opened their eyes in surprise, as if a sweet dream had been suddenly interrupted.

    Henry Zhang asked: ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±

    Huo Yinling didn't speak. She glanced at the music score in Henry Zhang's hand, her eyes jumped to another section, and then she played again.

    After a few seconds, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped again.

    "This is not a musical score." Huo Yinling retracted his hands, shook his head, and gave the answer.

    Everyone¡¯s hearts sank and they felt very depressed.

    It¡¯s like he picked up a rare treasure and thought he could become a multi-millionaire. However, the expert who appraised the treasure told him that it was just a pile of scrap metal.

    This feeling of loss falling from the sky to the earth, if you are not able to bear it, you can collapse at any time.

    "but¡­¡­"

    Huo Yinling hesitated for a moment, dragged her chin, and said softly: "This seems to be a map." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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