[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Unable to threaten innocent passers-by, Mu Xuanying gave Mo Yu a bitter look, turned her head and left.But no matter how fast he walked, the umbrella above his head never let the rain fall on him.

Mu Xuanying's pace slowed down unknowingly, her heart was sweet and sour at the same time - Mo Yu was always different to him, but these differences were still not enough for him who longed for another kind of affection.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, one day, when his brother Mo Yu has a lover, will he treat her as well as he treats him, or even better?

But once she had this thought, Mu Xuanying, who originally planned to bring this feeling to the grave, couldn't help but greedily hope that Mo Yu would meet that destined person later.

He was afraid of being forgotten, especially by Mo Yu.

Mu Xuanying was in a complicated state of mind, so she naturally didn't notice Mo Yu's indifferent gaze as she glanced around—it's a joke that some vulgar fans dare to covet Mu Xuanying!

Walking south along the street, a ray of piano sound curled up.The sound of the piano is clear and melodious, which is a rare sound of nature.

Mu Xuanying couldn't help but follow the prestige, but saw that the sound of the piano was coming from a two-story wooden building.There is a lantern hanging outside the building, with the word "Qingyin" written on it.The door on the first floor was wide open, and as far as the eye could see, it was a very elegantly decorated musical instrument shop.

The sound of the piano came from the second floor.

Mu Xuanying stopped and listened for a while, and couldn't help saying: "The sound of the piano is quiet and quiet, like orchids in an empty valley. Although Xuanying doesn't understand the rhythm, she also knows that this is a rare sound of nature."

Mo Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he raised his eyes to glance at the second-floor private seat covered in tulle.There seemed to be something surging in his heart, but he didn't know exactly why.But the displeasure is indeed in my heart.

Mu Xuanying listened carefully to the sound of the piano, and her eyes naturally fell on the Qingyin Pavilion with the door wide open.

When Mo Yu and Mo Yu first arrived in Gusu, they naturally didn't know that the Qingyin Pavilion's musical instruments were extremely famous in Gusu.There are all kinds of musical instruments in it, whether it is a unique musical instrument in Mobei, or a strange musical instrument from overseas, there is everything in it.It is said that there are even treasures of ancient relics such as Lu Qi hundreds of years ago in Qingyin Pavilion.

Mu Xuanying's eyes unconsciously focused on the various flutes hanging on the walls of the store.

Suddenly, more than 600 years later, the Xuefeng Bingwang flute presented by Wang Guzhu on Yuge's body was lost.Brother Yu learned from Guzhu Wang, and he has dabbled in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even the flute is very good because Brother Yu has practiced the music of the world.

Although Brother Yu never said about the loss of Xuefeng Bingwangdi, he must be very sad in his heart.

Thinking like this, Mu Xuanying carefully looked at the flute on the wall, not even paying attention to the sound of the piano.After looking around, Mu Xuanying felt that if the flute made of white jade was changed to a jade pendant with the red ears hanging down, it would look a bit like the flute of the Snow Phoenix and Ice King.

The clerk of Qingyin Pavilion rushed over in small steps, he was used to seeing customers, so he had his own way of knowing people.Seeing that the two were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and their manners were even more dignified, he concluded that the two must be from a family, most likely from a family of martial arts.Thinking of this, the waiter's smile grew wider, and he said courteously: "This guest has a good eye, this flute is called 'Qinxue', and it is made of Hetian jade, which is above Mr. Qi, a master of instrumental music." He slightly She bowed and gestured to the flute who was at the same height as Qinxue, and said, "Qinxue is the treasure of our store. The owner said that this flute is not for sale, but only for bosom friends."

Mu Xuanying looked up at Qin Xuedi, and thoughtfully said: "Then what does your pavilion mean, if someone is very good at this way, they can get Qin Xue?"

The guy said with a smile on his face: "It's just as the guest officer said."

Mo Yu glanced critically at Qin Xuedi, feeling somewhat disapproving.For the successors of Hong Chen who have practiced Hong Chen's song, the flute is not only a pleasant instrument, but also a handy weapon. For example, his master's seemingly ordinary bamboo flute is made of hundred-year-old purple bamboo on Tianshan Mountain; The Xuefeng Bingwang flute given to him by his master is made of the strange green bamboo that grows in the ice caves in the Kunlun Mountains for thousands of years.

However, the so-called high-quality Hetian jade in front of me, although it looks good, it is estimated that half of the Hongchen song will be broken before it is played.

Mu Xuanying was a little depressed. He didn't have a master who was proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to pressure him to learn those things.

He stared at the Qinxue flute, and said discouragedly: "Besides that, is there any accommodation?"

The shop assistant shook his head regretfully.

Mu Xuanying gritted her teeth, wondering if it would be possible for him to reach the standard by learning to play the flute with his comprehension.

Turning around and grabbing Mo Yu's sleeve, Mu Xuanying's eyes were bright, and she said with great fighting spirit, "Brother Yu, go back and teach me how to play the flute!"

Mo Yu glanced at Mu Xuanying in surprise, this guy got a headache when he mentioned rhythm.Don't take the intelligence system of Evilman's Valley as a display, he knows that Zhai Jizhen once wanted to teach Mu Xuanying the music theory, but he had no choice but to give up because Mu Xuanying still played the piano like cotton after a year.Compared with his talent in martial arts, Mu Xuanying is useless in music theory.

Mo Yu couldn't help but said, "Is that why you like this flute so much?"

Mu Xuanying coughed lightly, and said somewhat vaguely: "I just think it's a good gift."

Mo Yu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but his expression was calm, and he said, "But Xie Leader?" Mo Yu asked insincerely, but compared to Ke Ren and Yue Nonghen, Mo Yu would rather buy this flute for Xie Yuan.

Even though I think about it, I'm still heartbroken.

——Maomao hasn't given him anything yet.

Mu Xuanying hesitated to speak, pulled Mo Yu and walked out, saying, "Brother Yu, let's go home and have a look first."

Come back home?

Mo Yu's eyes softened a bit, but he didn't move. He just raised his hand to move towards the Qinxue flute, and the inner force in his palm was hesitant. The jade-white flute fell into Mo Yu's hands before Mu Xuanying could stop it.

The store clerk's face was stiff with laughter - they have seen many masters from all over the world, but they have never seen one like this.Raise your hand, and things will fly in your hand!

The corners of Mo Yu's lips curved slightly, but there was no warmth at all.The snow-white flute was twirling deftly in Mo Yu's hands, only to hear Mo Yu casually saying: "Since that's the case, why don't you win Qinxue back first, and then ask me for it after Mao Mao's melody is perfect?"

Mu Xuanying was startled: "This..."

Mo Yu added: "It would be bad if someone else had to go to Qinxue while Maomao was learning the rhythm."

Mu Xuanying hesitated and said: "That's right, that's right." After a pause, Mu Xuanying said seriously: "Brother Yu, you must take good care of Qinxue. I will take it back from you when I learn to play the flute." .”

The arc of Mo Yu's mouth was flattened, and he nodded expressionlessly, feeling his heart was even more stuffy.

Pressing Qinxue to her lips, Mo Yu slightly closed her eyes to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her heart.After a while, the clear and distant flute sounded.

Mu Xuanying stared blankly at Mo Yu, who was as indifferent as the ice and snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, as the phoenix eyes closed slightly, and the flute was on the lips.When he was young, the delicate and indistinguishable beauty of his facial features turned into an almost fierce beauty after he grew up. After the cold and evil spirit faded, the handsomeness of his facial features became more prominent, and it was almost impossible to look away.

The tune he was playing at this time was also familiar. The song "Red Dust Song Allure", after not adding the unique internal power of the Hong Chen sect, it no longer has the effect of disturbing the internal power of others.Mu Xuanying suddenly realized that this song "Allure" was played like waves of pines and winds blowing in thousands of ravines, which is not inferior to the sound of the piano just now.

When the flute sounded, the sound of the piano upstairs stopped.

After the song, there were footsteps upstairs, and an old man who was nearly seventy years old but energetic, with clear eyes, walked downstairs with a smile on his face.

The store clerk walked over and called out, "It's the shopkeeper."

The old man looked at Mo Yu, with joy in his eyes, bowed and said, "Master, our young master intends to make friends through music, I wonder if the two of you can talk about it upstairs?"

Mo Yu glanced at the old man and said nothing.

Mu Xuanying raised her eyebrows, and asked with interest: "But the one who played the piano just now?"

The old man showed pride and said, "Exactly."

Mu Xuanying looked back at Mo Yu with a questioning look in her eyes.Mo Yu sighed and said, "Let's go."

Compared with the first floor, the decoration on the second floor is obviously more thoughtful, showing the meticulousness of the people who arranged it at the beginning, it looks ordinary at first glance, but it is full of low-key luxury everywhere.

Against the fence on the second floor, there is a low table made of sandalwood, on which is placed a lyre, the whole body is black, faintly green.A pair of pale and slightly thin hands were placed on the strings weakly, and the young man who looked less than a weak crown tilted his head, and looked at Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying with a pair of slightly hollow black eyes.

That man had a good appearance, his facial features were handsome and gentle, he had an extraordinary demeanor, and he knew that he had a good background at first sight. He should be a noble son raised by an aristocratic family, but he did not show the slightest arrogance.

The young man nodded slightly, and said: "In Xiayuan Suiyun, I met the two young masters."