"Hahaha!" Hei Baizi shook his head and laughed: "Brother Feng really canceled it! Ashamed! Ashamed! I lost completely."
"Then, is there anyone in your village who can compete with me?" Renault frowned, taking a step closer to his goal.
The bald pen man smiled and walked towards Hei Baizi and whispered softly: "Second brother! Why don't you give it a try and ask the eldest brother to take action?"
"Brother please? Are you going to invite him?" Hei Baizi immediately glared at Bald Pen Weng.
"Second brother, don't you want the endgame of the chess game?" The bald pen man chuckled.
"You!" Hei Baizi sighed and shook his head: "That's it! Come with me to invite the big brother!"
"Fourth brother! Take care of Brother Feng first! My second brother and I will go and ask for the elder brother!"
"Okay, okay!" The fourth child was also thinking about his own wine and hurriedly agreed.
"Brother Feng! Let's go! Go to the hall! Have another drink! My treasured wine! Never hide it! Drink! Drink!"
Renault naturally agreed and smiled as he watched the second and third sons go to invite the boss. The plan is almost done.
The black man and the bald pen man went to the boss's room and told them their intentions.
The boss had a cold expression and long hair shawl. He stroked the strings with a straight face and said, "Two calligraphy and painting, a few games of chess records, I confuse you like this! It's like playing with things to lose one's ambition! Shameful! Shameful!"
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The bald pen man couldn't bear his temper and couldn't help but complain: "The calligraphy and painting chess games are not your hobby, of course you said that! If it were replaced by a rare music score, wouldn't you be tempted?"
"Huh? Rare music scores?" The boss stopped playing the piano: "Is there any other music scores that I don't know?"
"Hehehehe!" The bald pen man moved the small bench and sat down at the boss's piano table: "Brother! That little brother also has a copy of the music score of Swordsman! I must be unable to control it!"
"Swordsman? What kind of score is that? I've never heard of it!" The boss still had a livid expression on his face.
"Have you heard of Guanglingsan? Brother!"
"Guanglingsan?" The boss's cold face suddenly showed a trace of emotion.
"That's right! I heard that this score of Swordsman is based on the original work of Guang Ling San!"
"Nonsense! Guangling San was lost as early as the Western Jin Dynasty. How can it be possible to create based on Guangling San?"
"Hey! Brother! He said that they dug up the tomb of Cai... Cai of the Eastern Han Dynasty, so he got it! Can this be false?" The bald pen man said and pinched the elder brother's shoulder: "Yeah! Brother, what do you think? Second brother, please say a few words!”
Hei Heizi sighed, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of the end game. He sat down next to Bald Pen Weng and smiled; "Brother! I have read this score! It must be true! However, such a rare score! Only Brother, you can tell it by looking at it yourself.”
"Yes, yes! Brother!" The bald man laughed and kept massaging the boss's shoulders: "Brother, what do you think?"
"Okay!" The boss knocked off the bald pen man's hand on his shoulder: "It's okay to meet him!"
"Hahaha! Good, good!" The bald pen man seemed to have seen Zhang Xu's copybook in hand, and he clapped and laughed excitedly.
The boss's face was ashen and he glared at the bald penman: "What kind of virtue!"
The bald man coughed twice in embarrassment: "I'm so excited! I'm so excited! I'm so out of sorts!"
The bald pen man was so happy that he went to invite Renault.
Renault entered the room, clasped his fists and saluted: "Junior, see the owner of the village!"
The owner of the big manor stood behind the piano table with his hands behind his hands, leaving his back to Renault: "I heard that Young Master Feng is the descendant of Senior Feng. The old man admires Senior Feng's martial arts very much, but unfortunately, he never met him. "
The owner of the village turned around and glanced at Renault: "I am very pleased to be able to meet Mr. Feng's successor today."
"It's a great honor for me, this junior, to meet the owner of the villa!" Renault reciprocated the courtesy and flattered him.
"Hmm! I heard that Young Hero has a piece of music called Swordsman, which is extraordinary and rare in the world? And it also contains the long-lost Guangling San?"
The owner of the village frowned: "I am also a person who loves music, but I have never heard of this music score..."
Renault didn't waste any time and directly took out the score of Swordsman.
This music score was naturally copied by Renault. Renault would definitely not produce a real music score with special effects.
Although it is an ordinary paper music score, the rhythm will definitely not change.
The owner of the village took the music score, turned it over and over, looked at it again and again, pacing back and forth: "This piece is for the piano and flute ensemble."
Having said that, the owner seemed to have itchy hands and couldn't bear it any longer. He immediately sat down and started playing the piano.
After playing for a long time, Dazhuang still had some ideas and nodded repeatedly: "Wonderful! This score is true."
"If the owner likes it! I will give it to the owner!" Renault was polite. He knew that these reclusive masters would not accept things from others so easily.
If Renault didn't say goodbye, the owner might have some ideas. But if Renault said it was a gift, the dignity of the literary young man who owned the villa was instantly awakened, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "As the saying goes, no reward will be given without merit! How can an old man and a young hero meet by chance and accept such a generous gift!"
After the owner of the village finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of the music score: "I will try a few moves with you!"
"Since it is the senior's wish, the junior should be respectful and obey the order!" Renault clasped his fists.
"Okay!" The owner of the village nodded and sat down in front of the guqin again: "I will use this guqin as a sword! Let's compete with my little brother!"
The owner of the village said so and started to play the piano!
The sound of the piano was sometimes melodious and sometimes passionate. As the melody changed, the sonic sword energy effects emitted from the music also began to attack Renault.
This sonic sword energy is more powerful for those with stronger internal strength, but Renault himself has no internal strength. The chaotic power in his body was offset by collisions in the last battle, and is now sleeping.
Therefore, this sonic sword energy does no harm to Renault.
Renault just pretended to take a few moves, then with a ghostly step, he resisted the sword energy, leaped to the piano table, and put the long sword in his hand on the neck of the big manor owner.
"Senior! I'm offended!"
As soon as Renault finished speaking, the other three village owners hurried in and looked at Renault one by one. The fourth village owner hurriedly said: "How's it going! Brother Feng! He's not hurt!"
Renault smiled slightly. Didn't answer.
The owner of the village laughed loudly: "My little brother's swordsmanship is indeed rare! But my inner strength! I am also impressed by it! My Yao Qin invisible sword is considered a unique skill in the world, but in front of my little brother, it is like child's play. "
The owner of the village shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I have been living in seclusion for too long. If I want to become a frog in the well, I can only play the piano and have fun."
Renault chuckled, it's not that I have deep inner strength, it's just that I'm out of control!
"I wonder if there is anyone in this plum village who is willing to compete with me in swordsmanship?" Renault went fishing again. This time it was the ultimate goal, so I was left to my own devices.