The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 206
Silent all night.

Ji Yeyue spent this sleepless night in anxiety.

But the apartment was peaceful all night, and the bed in the room was very comfortable. There were no ghosts or strange things happening.

She got up early, and made a big pot of porridge in the apartment, baked two crispy pancakes, and mixed two small dishes.

The scent made Yang Zhiwei and Yang Yan wake up, but there was no response from Li Changan when they knocked on the door of the southeast bedroom.

When Ji Yeyue opened the door, she saw an empty room, and Li Changan had already gone out.

Over there, Yang Yan finished washing and was enjoying Yeyue's handicrafts. He smiled while eating: "That guy must be scared, and he regretted it after betting with me. He must have sneaked away."

Yang Zhiwei stretched his waist: "You bet with Brother Li, what is the bet?"

Yang Yan ate the cake: "It's very simple. If he loses, he will help me work for three years for free, and he can do any job. Hmph, when the time comes, I will let him wash the dishes in the back, haha, it's cool to think about it. "

Yang Zhiwei rubbed his head: "Then what if you lose?"

Yang Yan's mouth was full, and he mumbled dissatisfied when he heard the words: "How could I lose."

Ji Yeyue served her a bowl of porridge, but said in a low voice: "Master, he never does anything he is not sure of. He is insidious, cunning, ruthless, and cruel. Once he sets his sights on his prey, he will use his crushing methods to kill her." Come over with a posture, there is less smoke, you have to be careful."

Yang Yan put down the crispy cake in his hand: "Damn it, you little girl made me feel hairy, but this time you were wrong, Li Chang'an has to play some Chinese studies, listen to him, return to Chinese studies, then Misses of Qunsenlan Girls' School, might you like it?"

She said proudly: "I'm going to the cafe today to design a perfect deacon theme, um, let's call it the queen's afternoon tea, all Victorian desserts and afternoon tea, with those handsome and gentle deacons, guaranteed to make those big The ladies screamed and cheered."

Yang Zhiwei looked at her amusedly: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome at all. In fact, as long as you are willing to go down and be the deacon yourself, those little girls will go crazy."

Yang Yan's eyes lit up: "Honey, you reminded me, it's time to take out the trump card."

She didn't even eat, jumped up quickly, and walked out in a gorgeous tuxedo after a while.

Delicate, elegant, hand-sewn aristocratic spirit.

This suit of Yang Yan's under-the-box clothes matched his natural neutral temperament, it was perfect.

Seeing the seductive aura exuding from Yang Yan's body, that sort of dark aristocratic temperament, even Ji Yeyue couldn't help clapping her hands and said: "Feminine and handsome, with a mysterious and retro aristocratic temperament, it's really attractive man."

Yang Zhiwei rested his chin and sighed: "Now I don't have confidence in Big Brother Li either, it looks like he's really doomed."

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the window sill on the third floor. Li Changan, carrying a long cloth bag, turned in directly from the balcony, startling the three of them.

"Why don't you go through the main entrance!" Yang Yan frowned.

Li Chang'an took a look at the deacon's outfit she had specially put on, but said with a smile: "The door of the apartment is still locked, I can only take a shortcut."

Yang Zhiwei came up to meet him and helped him take down the cloth bag behind him. He felt heavy when he started to hold it, and then saw that the cloth bag was rectangular, so he couldn't help asking: "Brother Li, what is this?"

Li Changan sat down, drank the fragrant porridge brought by Ji Yeyue, and after several mouthfuls, he smiled and said, "Open it and have a look."

Yang Yan also became curious at this time, the two women opened the cloth bag, and saw a rectangular wooden box.

The material of the wooden box is very strange, like iron or steel, but it has the texture only of wood. When you reach out and touch the box, there is a ding-dong sound immediately.

Ji Yeyue came over and opened the wooden box, and they saw a burnt-tailed guqin lying quietly in the box.

Yang Yan understood what was happening, and said with a sneer: "So I got a Guqin here, hmph, are you going to perform playing the piano? Qinqi calligraphy and painting, Chinese studies... You really came prepared."

Yang Zhiwei looked at the wooden box and the guqin: "Hey, why is there mud on it?"

Li Changan put down the bowl and smiled: "I have buried this thing in the ground for many years, and I only took it out today when I needed it. There is no way, the place where I buried the piano has become a playground, so I can only dig holes from the side. go in."

Yang Zhiwei was dumbfounded: "Brother Li, what you said is too evil, is this an ancient thing?"

Li Changan walked slowly, looking at the Guqin with emotion: "This is the Guqin I used before. It has spirituality. I haven't touched it for many years. I don't know if you still recognize me as the master."

"Why does this piano only have two strings?" Ji Yeyue asked suddenly.

Only then did Yang Zhiwei find out, and couldn't help nodding: "Yes, the Guqin has five strings and seven strings. It is said that Shun set the Qin to five strings, King Wen added one string, and King Wu added another string when he defeated Zhou. That's why there is the theory of seven strings. Woolen cloth."

Li Changan glanced at her unexpectedly: "Zhiwei, you know a lot."

Yang Zhiwei smiled embarrassedly: "I like to read novels on the Internet, and this is how it was written in one novel."

Yang Yan sneered over there: "I think he got some scrap from somewhere, even the strings are missing."

Li Changan ignored her taunt, and stretched out his hand to caress the two strings on the guqin. The two strings were not even straight, but in the shape of flying feathers, just like a pair of phoenix feathers, very beautiful.

Occasionally, a faint aura flows through the guqin, which is not the reflection of the surrounding light, but the manifestation of the aura of the guqin itself.

Li Chang'an smiled slightly at this time: "You don't know, this is not the qin of mortals, but the qin of immortals. This qin does not distinguish the five notes of 'Gongshangjiao Zhengyu', and it cannot be played with ordinary fingering. It is played by Dongyang. It is made of a thousand-year-old paulownia wood struck by lightning, with the feathers of a phoenix on it, which can emit the sound of yin and yang."

Yang Zhiwei and Ji Yeyue were dazzled by what they heard, only Yang Yan said in disdain: "It's really evil, I think it's just a piece of worthless waste wood."

Li Changan was not angry, but nodded and said: "This piano has not been named in any records. It has been passed down from ancient times. Now no one can know it, and no one can play it, except me... and once it leaves me, it will be a piece of music." Worthless scrap wood."

Yang Yan got up and straightened her clothes: "Come on, don't fool people here, let's go, come with me to prepare for the competition."

Li Changan put away the guqin and asked Ji Yeyue to stay here to prepare lunch, and then left with Yang Yan leisurely.

Yang Zhiwei shook his head: "This is really a fairy meeting a lunatic. There is a good show in the cafe tonight."

She picked up an apple and turned on the TV: "Yueyue, let's ignore them, how nice it is to watch TV at home."

Just as he was talking, a piece of the latest hot news suddenly jumped out on the TV.

The host reported excitedly: "In the early hours of this morning, in a large amusement park in the SJ area, the staff was surprised to find a catacomb that suddenly appeared. Now experts have rushed to the scene. After preliminary identification, the tomb is very It may be an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty 1000 years ago. At that time, our SJ district was under the rule of the prefect of Wujun, and it was called Huating County..."

With a bang, the apple in Yang Zhiwei's hand fell to the ground. She stared dumbfounded at the news, completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)