Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Pingzhi's indifferent attitude, and felt that it was not like the evil sword manual.

But he had some doubts.

What if this score is really a sword score?

Not to mention whether it is the evil sword manual, it may be other sword manuals.

"Brother Wang, Yue can't tell what kind of sword manual this is, but it doesn't look like a musical manual." Yue Buqun said.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe it.

Lao Yue, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open.

"But, master, this is obviously a music score." Lin Pingzhi said.

Yue Buqun glanced at Lin Pingzhi, and said calmly, "I can't tell if it's a sword score, but it's not a music score, I don't think so."

Lin Pingzhi was helpless.

"Okay, master, it's what you say it is." Lin Pingzhi's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

This was originally the sheet music.

He didn't want to go to Green Bamboo Lane like Linghu Chong.

just explained.

Since Lao Yue wanted to be slapped in the face, it would be painful when the time came, just don't blame yourself.

When Wang Yuanba heard Yue Buqun's words, he also became interested.

"I didn't expect there to be a sword manual that brother Yue couldn't read, so Wang would like to see it." Wang Yuanba laughed.

Lin Pingzhi stood aside casually.

Yue Buqun glanced at him, seeing that he didn't respond, he casually smiled and looked at Wang Yuanba.

"I don't know if there is anyone in Brother Wang's residence who knows the rhythm?" Yue Buqun asked.

He was thinking, is it possible that this sword manual can only be understood by people who understand rhythm.

Lin Pingzhi didn't say he understood either.

After all, he's never shown an instrument in front of anyone either.

What's more, Lao Yue chose to be slapped in the face.

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi would not stop him.

As long as Lao Yue gets slapped in the face and doesn't hate himself, then Lin Pingzhi likes Lao Yue being slapped in the face.

When Wang Bofen heard Yue Buqun's words, a bright light flashed across his eyes.

"Master Yi understands, I'll call him over right now."

Wang Yuanba didn't stop him, he just said casually: "Go and come back quickly."

Lin Pingzhi glanced at his two uncles.

I thought that their martial arts were so weak that they were always under the protection of my grandfather.

Still coveting the evil sword manual?

Thinking brothers become two sisters?

From my uncle to my aunt?

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"Master, are you looking for me?"

Wang Yuanba had an order, Master Yi will come soon.

Master Yi's name is Master Yi Xue.

When he was young, he was considered number one in the arena.

Later, because he offended too many enemies, he was fortunately protected by Wang Yuanba, and finally became a master in Jindaomen.

Master Yi Xue looked very respectful, lowered his head, and waited for Wang Yuanba's orders.

"Master Snow, here is a music score or a sword score, take a look."

Wang Yuanba handed the notebook in his hand to Master Yi Xue.

Yi Xuezhu took over the sheet music of Swordsman, his eyes lit up.

He kept making gestures in his hands.

It seems to be playing the piano, but it seems to be practicing the sword.

Yue Buqun was very excited at this moment.

"How is it? Master Yi? Is this the sword manual?" Yue Buqun asked hastily.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Yi Xuezhu, thinking that his piano skills are so-so, how could he recognize him.