Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

11

"Does this song have a name?" Wu Yi asked Bing Gu beside him while playing.

""Spirit"" Binggu replied.

"Sure enough, it's a frightening song, haunting my heart and soul!" Although Wu Yi has never read other piano scores, this piece has cadence, sonorous force, and lightness and mellowness. It's really a good piece.

"Young master needs a lot of practice, and the results will be shown in three days." Binggu saw the light flowing from Wuyi's fingertips. Although he didn't know Wuyi's identity, he couldn't tell whether the light was aura or something, but I also know that it must not be an ordinary person.I have only been in the ghost world for a mere hundred years. The ghost world is free and loose, no one is in charge, and the evil is devoured. In the past few years, there has been no chaos and harm in the human world, but the ghost world is not peaceful, so I can only hide in the human world. , Occasionally go back to the ghost world to take a look.

"Okay." Wuyi nodded in response, and she devoted herself to practicing hard and intoxicated.But they didn't know that the people who heard the sound of the piano from outside the house were fascinated. It is said that no one dared to play this song "Scary". Although the techniques are coherent, they are lacking in charm. Some people have already perfected their skills, but their techniques are not proficient enough, and their emotions are not full enough. Who on earth is this young man who can play so perfectly.The girls outside the house all guessed that this old mother is really sharp-eyed, and this song is probably unmatched by anyone.

Gradually, Wuyi was able to play it completely, but after all, she had never touched it before, and her fingertips were cut in several places. She secretly put her hands in her wide sleeves to cover the wound cut by the strings.

After a while, when it was lunch time, the old mother was very polite and treated Wuyi as a cash cow, so she spared no expense in investing and prepared eight dishes and one soup for Wuyi. go.

Binggu stood by Wuyi's side and watched quietly, Wuyi was very helpless, although the table was full of delicious dishes, it was always hard to swallow when people stared at them.It's really awkward to eat by yourself and someone is watching, and I usually sit at the same table with Jiu Ling, so after the maid served the dishes, after leaving, I patted the chair beside me to signal Binggu to sit down, Binggu He said coldly, "My lord, don't pay attention to me."

Wuyi knew that this old mother must have no rules and no rules in running such a large Qingxiang building.But people are born unequal, why do they continue to maintain inequality when they grow up? Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouth, and some are born as the son of a servant. Wuyi doesn't know what he is!But I don't want to be that unfair person myself.

"I'm not used to it, let's sit down and eat together." Wuyi smiled softly.Binggu thought to himself: Seeing Mr. Wuyi in the past two days is not so airy, and although his appearance is cold, he has a gentle and kind personality. He never sneers at him like other young ladies, and sternly reprimands him. Jade.And I also want to know what secrets are in this possessed body, can this person really not see the glimmer of light flowing from the fingertips?Wanting to find out, he nodded and no longer shied away from sitting down to eat together.

This Bingguyuan is a daughter of a poor family. Although life is difficult, her parents are loving and the family is harmonious. I don't know who my father has provoked outside?Like bandits raiding, the family cannot be spared. In order to protect themselves, parents died at the hands of bandits. Because the way of death was too extreme, they were chopped into minced meat, so they didn't even have a soul. , was hacked to death with a knife, Mood for Love, just like that disappeared, and felt resentful, wanted revenge, found the bandit and let him taste what it was like, but he couldn't find it anywhere.

I don't want to drink any Mengpo soup, and I have never walked the Naihe bridge. I remember everything in my previous life clearly. I wandered for a hundred years, became a wild ghost, and searched for the soul of my parents for a hundred years without giving up.

This ghost world is also messy and no one is in charge, and it is not easy for the heavens to intervene and directly enter the ghost world. The human world and the ghost world are in a mess, as long as the ghost world doesn't make waves to harm the human world, the heavens don't care about it, so Binggu doesn't want to stay in the ghost world.

At the end of the meal, the two people with similar personalities didn't like to talk, but they ate quietly. On weekdays, Jiu Ling was always like a chatterbox, chattering non-stop, even eating.Suddenly, I remembered that noisy bird-like Jiu Ling, did I wonder if Jiu Ling had eaten?This Wuyi began to think about Jiu Ling again, so worried, she really didn't have any masculinity, she realized it, and secretly made up her mind, how can a man who has achieved great things have such a woman's mind, it is possible that he is neither male nor female, Is the personality neither male nor female?In an instant, his head was full of black lines, and he was bound to be an upright man!

After the meal, Binggu got up and arranged for the maid to clean up the table, told Wuyi to rest, and left by himself.Lying on the bed, Wuyi touched the earring on her left ear habitually. The warm touch made her heart feel much more relaxed. Thinking of the mental method Jiu Ling said, she began to meditate.

The aura in her body circulated, and Wu Yi felt hearty and comfortable, but she didn't want to be able to get such a feeling just from Chapter 1 of the Heart Sutra. Jiuling will share.

In Wu Yi's heart, Jiu Ling is like his god, capable of everything.

It was getting late, the willows were on the moon, and Wuyi watched the people coming and going outside the window. This bustling downtown area is the Qingxiang Building. Binggu knocked on the door and entered, standing behind Wuyi and shouted: "My lord, mother please."

Wuyi closed the window, and left with Binggu, Binggu opened a corner door, saw the old mother and several girls together, Wuyi hurriedly saluted, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

The old mother said: "It's all right, let you meet people, the rules should have been told by Binggu, and you can practice the piano with peace of mind these few days, don't think too much. This is Zhenzhen, this is An An, this is Nuan Nuan, this is Nini, this is our top card, if you don't want to meet them often in the future, say hello first."

Wuyi greeted all the sisters one by one, and the old mother asked again, "Binggu, what's your name, young master?"

"Young Master Qianmo." Bing Gu replied neither humble nor overbearing.

All the sisters returned their salutes one after another: "Hello, Mr. Qianmo."

Wuyi thought, these names are indeed fake, Zhenzhen, Nini's, these names are not called all over the street, nine out of ten will turn back, they are really easy to remember, even if you don't know people in Qingxianglou Yes, even if you don't remember the name, you can avoid embarrassment by calling out a guarantee.

The old mother gave a few more instructions, and the precautions after three days were dispersed.

This Wuyi only needs to practice the piano, and the old mother next to her won't let her care, and she doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, but it's good, nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, it was only a day after playing the piano, and some people heard the sound of the piano and wanted to see Wuyi, but they were all stopped by the old mother, who only said that they would definitely be able to see her beauty in three days, and they must come then!

The sound of the piano is the best publicity, coupled with the old mother's good cards, she deliberately opened the window to let the sound out. Word spread.

Everyone in the world knows that in this famous Qingxiang Building, there will be an exiled immortal, Mr. Qianmo, who will formally receive guests in three days.The highest bidder can play a song together and spend the night together.It doesn't matter whether he can play the piano or not, there are so many people who are overwhelmed just by hearing about the good night together. The women in this Qingxianglou have always been not vulgar, each has their own advantages, and the hype must be even more wonderful. !I can't wait to spend all my money!

This compared themselves to exiled immortals and spent a good night together, which really attracted the attention of many people.Even when I went back at night, Jiu Ling heard about it, and clamored to see it, but this is a good card that everyone wants to see, and it is limited to [-] people. I want to get it, after all, the song "Spirit" is already worth a hundred taels of gold. This song is rare, and the only copy is the one that Wu Yi got. There are not a few people who read the version of "Scary", not to mention seeing this exiled immortal. Ordinary people don't care whether he is an immortal or an exiled immortal, as long as he is an immortal.

After all, mortals don't have the spirit of immortality, jade letters and gold seals, so they must want to see the difference between immortals, and maybe make a wish for peace, regardless of whether his wish can be fulfilled, but this old mother only wants 1000 taels of silver. These people are not rushing to take a look.

It's inconvenient for Wuyi to say that he is the son of Qianmo, after all, he takes people's money and obeys people's arrangements.The old mother said that if others found out, it would definitely cause confusion, and she must keep the promise, and she never told anyone.

I hide my hands every day, for fear that Jiu Ling will find out, but luckily Jiu Ling is not careful enough.

After practicing the piano for two consecutive days, Wuyi's palms were covered with thin calluses. She didn't grow calluses when she used to carry tea and goods. This kind of delicate work really didn't suit her, Wuyi thought.

Today ended very early, the old mother reminded: "Rest well today, tomorrow is an important event, you must perform well." Wu Yi nodded clearly, changed back to her clothes, and left through the back door with her head down.

Passing by a place selling hairpins, but was attracted.

"My lord, I want to buy a hairpin for my wife. These are all high-quality red jade stones. They are all consecrated and have aura." The peddler saw Wu Yi's uneven appearance and better attire, so he tried his best to sell it.

Wuyi is holding a bright red hairpin. The head of the hairpin is like a cat, but it is also cute and lifelike.Xindao, isn't Jiu Ling just like an arrogant cat?Sleepy and playful, thinking of Jiu Ling, I have never given anything to Jiu Ling for more than a year, Jiu Ling taught himself to read and practice, without care, if you have to give something, it will be a thank you gift, this cat looks like a smile , the long cat tail was made into a hairpin tail, and it felt round to the touch, very similar to the earring of my left ear, so I asked the price, paid the silver ticket, put it in my arms, and touched it carefully through the clothes, The corners of the mouth raised slightly uncontrollably.