Piano

Chapter 24 The third psychological shadow of the groove is still there!
Awe is originally a kind of "fear"...

That’s right, reverence means respect and fear at the same time, and Tang Yao’s "Shenren Chang" was originally out of awe of the gods, so this song should be included in the "fear" annals.

Lan Xue clapped her palms together as if suddenly enlightened, and after figuring out the problem, she happily hugged the stack of materials and went back to the room to study the piano score.

After confirming that she won't come out again for a while, Shuhu poked out half of her head cautiously: "She probably won't think about peeling my skin and making glue anymore, right?"

"Who knows, but it looks like it won't happen today." Ah Si shrugged, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the broom by the door and swept the floor.

Shuhu looked at his smooth and familiar movements, and couldn't help showing a little envy in his eyes: "At this time, I am very envious of you beasts with skills."

"Beasts like you, even if Xiao Lanlan, the king of Hades, really wants to capture you as a specimen, he will still care about your cooking skills and be merciful, unlike me."

"I have nothing but a handsome face, so it's not enough for the living Hades to pluck my mane and feathers all day long," Shu Hu raised his voice and complained, "he also took a fancy to my slick, plump body. Colloidal fur!"

Ah Si didn't say a word when he heard this, he just turned his eyes to stare at Yuhu's well-defined but inexplicably greasy face, and after a second he made a decisive conclusion: "You are handsome!"

"Crooked? No, why am I not handsome anymore? Back then, I was also Shuaibihu who fascinated thousands of girls in the clan!" Shuhu stared, and Feng Xi, who was pulling various social media apps on the side, opened his mouth coldly when he saw this. He said, "Stop arguing."

"I think the two of you have time to argue about this, so you might as well think about what to do the day after tomorrow—I just asked that old Mr. Chen Yingsheng to do something for me. bring the information."

"Both of you had better be mentally prepared in advance." After Feng Xi finished speaking, he raised the corners of his eyes coldly, and when Yuhu heard it, the half of his body that had just climbed out of the piano froze suddenly: "Feng Xi, dear, who did you just talk about?" To come?"

"Chen Yingsheng." Feng Xi spread his hands innocently, "It's the one in the remote mountain view, Changqing Daoist Chen Yingsheng."

"...Stop it, that old profiteer who has plucked geese and plucked snakes and skinned skins, why did you find him again!" Shuhu hugged his head and wailed, "My mane and wings have just grown out, and I've been 30 years old. The shadow of being squeezed by him before is still in my heart now!"

"I can't help it, who told him that Yaoshan Temple is in Jin Province, the closest to Daicheng." Feng Xi shook her head nonchalantly - anyway, this is not the time when she is almost mad at death.

"Besides, although this old-fashioned traitor is a bit treacherous, he is very active in various associations. In addition, he only talks about 'fate' in his work, not affection. As long as the 'fate' is in place, he can talk about anything. Know the root and the bottom."

"——If I let him, who has a wide range of ways, high efficiency, reliable and well-known background, and doesn't need too many scruples, go backwards and look for the next best thing to find a long way to solve this near fire, then I won't be successful. Are you mentally ill?"

Tsk, it sounds like you, an eight thousand year old girl, don't look like a crazy person.

Shuhu secretly slandered, thought for a while, then retracted his two front hooves into the piano. He decided not to run out of the piano even once before Chen Yingsheng's old profiteer left, even if he was suffocated to death. Run outside!
Shu Hu thought this in his heart, before he ran away, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ah Si.

The expression on the latter's face was not much better than his. He looked at the fear in his pupils from a distance, and couldn't help but waved his bald wings and greeted him: "How should you say, brother, don't shrink in together?" Hiding for two days?"

"No, there's no need for that." Ah Siban twisted his face and shook his head with difficulty, and Yuhu read two points of struggle and disappointment from his movements for no reason, "One is that I haven't finished wiping the ground, and the other is that Chen Yingsheng won't pull it out casually." My hair."

"The most he wanted was to tie me back and cook on the fire."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that we have different lives from beasts. Your shadow is being tied up to be a cook in another place. My shadow is being shaved from head to hoof to become a bald chicken—" Zhu Hu groaned, Yin and Yang are strange, "Sure enough, you can't eat being handsome, so let's say goodbye!"

"Oh, narcissism." Ah Si frowned slightly, grabbed the mop and wiped the floor before the sound came out, Feng Xi didn't comment on this, she just felt that both of these things were missing a string in their minds.

Chen Yingsheng, who had received Feng Xi's five fates, was really quick to do things. Two days later, he showed up in front of the apartment on time before noon.

"Compassion, compassion, blessings are boundless." After entering the door, Chen Yingsheng clasped his fists and saluted the people in the room. He was dressed in a navy blue Taoist robe, making him even more immortal.

Lan Xuesheng looked at the old Taoist and couldn't help being curious—this old Taoist priest has such a calm and outstanding demeanor, it doesn't look like he knows how to issue false certificates!

"Boss Feng, let's meet again. Here are the relevant materials you want." Chen Yingsheng accepted the gift, and while talking, he took out an A4-sized kraft paper document bag from the lapel of his coat.

Well, as soon as the word "big brother" came out, there was no fairy spirit left, and he looked like a philistine and profiteer.

Lan Xuesheng pursed her lips quietly, Feng Xi's eyes twitched when she saw his movement - this old cow nose secretly changed his Taoist robe again!
"Why didn't your master smash your hand changing clothes with a ruler back then." Feng Xi smacked her lips, and reached out to take the paper bag.

There were all kinds of certificates in the file bag, she squinted her eyes and looked carefully, guessing that the junior high school graduation certificate might have been prepared for her.

"Hey duck, it's not uncontrollable, but let's be reasonable, big brother, I want to complain about this poor clothes early in the morning, and there is not even a bigger pocket that can hold more things on the whole body, it is not convenient at all " Chen Yingsheng complained, waving his hands, and turned to look at Lan Xuesheng after speaking.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Feng, who is this little friend who looks very like me? Look at Mianshan, but it seems that Pindao has never seen you by your side before."

"This is the one I found to help me repair and re-string the violin, Yunse the violinist—if you have followed the violin world, you may have heard of her name." Feng Xi calmly pulled Lan Xuesheng on come.

"Cough, junior Lan Xuesheng, I have met Daoist Chen." Lan Xuesheng, who was caught off guard and pulled in front of others, was at a loss, and simply bowed her hands instinctively.

Seeing this, Chen Yingsheng raised his sleeves and bowed back with a smile: "So it's Miss Lan. Pindao had the honor to meet your father. You and your father have a four-point resemblance. No wonder you look good."

"Hey, Daoist, do you know my father?" Lan Xue was startled, she hadn't heard the old man say that she knew any high-level skills.

"I know, I know." Chen Yingsheng nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, "My father is also a predestined person for Xiaoguan!"

"Is there a predestined person?" Lan Xuesheng blinked blankly, "What kind of predestined person."

"How fate is it?"

　You can guess how much Papa Lan spent.

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　　In addition, in fact, traditionally speaking, Taoist priests call "compassion" when they meet, but in recent years, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun" has become very popular among the younger generation and various outsiders, so I personally like to call it a little more.

　　Then Chen Yingsheng said: I am old, but my heart is not old, so the two of them shouted together
　　
　
(End of this chapter)