The sound of the piano was still ringing, but Xie Zhiwei couldn't even hear it.
He stared at the screen closely, and saw the shadow of the candle shaking back and forth on the plain cloth, as if he was immersed in the beautiful music. Xie Zhiwei twitched his brows, and suddenly a burst of spiritual power knocked out the cup on the table, hitting the screen.
In an instant, the sound of cracking silk came and went, cutting off the sound of the piano. But in the blink of an eye, the cloth with colorful patterns became fragments, scattered in midair. Only the bare screen frame remained, and behind it was Mu Qu sitting upright playing the piano, and a girl who was almost wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis by the white light.
The poor girl was so devoted to Fengya that she purposely covered her face with a light gauze at Xie Zhiwei's place. Now the gauze was strangled by the white light, and it fit tightly on her face, and she passed out.
But Mu Yu had no other distractions, and was still burying his head in playing the piano. Ten fingers plucked back and forth on the strings, like flowing clouds and flowing water. The noise of the screen tearing has long since dissipated, and the sound of the piano is not disturbed at all.
Xie Zhiwei looked at him and said, "It really is you."
"Master didn't hesitate to hide here, so that the disciples can find it easily." Mu Yu looked back with a half-smile, his expression was exactly the same as when we met in the dream.
Xie Zhiwei said comprehensibly, "Are you here to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"
"Student, how dare you." Mu Yu looked calm, but the hand playing the piano suddenly touched the big string, and the originally gentle and soothing tune suddenly became dull, and the syllables he uttered were even harsher. "Today, my disciple is playing the piano for Master. I don't know how Master feels?"
How does it feel to drink in a place like a brothel while listening to a beautiful man play the piano...
How much is the night package
The corner of Xie Zhiwei's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and said, "I'm a music idiot, I can't appreciate your piano sound."
"Yeah..." Mu Kui glanced at the strings under his hands, and said in a low voice, "It's also because I knew about it back then..."
"what?"
The sound of the piano became heavier, and every sound seemed to knock on people's nerves. Mu Xi said indifferently: "At the Xuanyun Mountain dinner, the master confessed that he was a sound idiot, and let the disciple understand that the master is not perfect. Although... you cared for the disciple at the beginning, but the disciple still feels that he is thousands of miles away from the master. If the disciple has one thing above the master, maybe... the master is a little less high in the disciple's heart."
The more Xie Zhiwei listened, the more wrong he became.
First soaked in black wolf blood, then accidentally bumped into him taking a bath, and finally the male protagonist got a deep reflection from Shen You's tragic case... After thinking about it, it's all the fault of that fanfiction! Grass python hero, you unscrupulous author who messes with human nature!
Xie Zhiwei couldn't help it: "I shouldn't have taken you to Xuanyun Mountain back then."
"No." The corner of Mu Yu's mouth seemed to twitch, and he looked over firmly, "It's the same whether you go up to Xuanyun Mountain or not. During the four years when the master was away, the disciple stayed up all night copying the handwriting of the master, and played it off. Hundreds of zither strings, and even memorize the exercises backwards... Every time I get a small success, I will think that if the master is still there, he will look at the disciples differently. But... "
When Mu Kuu said this, he twitched the corner of his mouth again, and his fingers made a tense sound on the strings.
Xie Zhiwei pretended to be looking at the scenery outside the window.
What's so special about this? Every stallion male protagonist will have a shocking reversal through different channels. Are you still ordinary? If I saw you cuddling with the red and leaning on the green and hugging the left and right after the resurrection, I would definitely give you a big picture without hesitation. thumb!
A dry willow leaf fell on Xie Zhiwei's shoulder, and he realized that it was almost early winter.
It's strange, it's suddenly so cold, and the windows are still open, why is my body hot and dry.
At this time, the sound of the zither stopped suddenly, and Mu Yu stood up slowly: "Looking at it now, even if the disciple is better than the master, so what, the master is still an unreachable immortal. After all, the disciple can only drift with the crowd in this secular world. Be the most vicious one."
Xie Zhiwei said perfunctorily, "You can also choose to be a good person."
Of course, this is impossible. How can there be a male protagonist with a blackened stallion who washes his whitewashing and is a good person
This deviates too much from the original character setting, and it will reverse the entire world pattern. How can a male protagonist who is not blackened dominate the country, he can't even protect himself. Isn't his sad past life a lesson from the past
Sure enough, Mu Yu's expression changed: "Good guy?"
Xie Zhiwei nodded, just about to point to himself as a "role model".
But the next moment, Mu Yu moved in front of him in an instant, his eyes darkened: "Master is going to insinuate again, and persuade me to let the little uncle and the woman in white go."
Xie Zhiwei is a little confused, the brain circuit is like a god, this is it! Originally, I wanted to seriously discuss some more in-depth topics with the blackened male lead, so that I could grasp his psychological changes in the future. Why did it suddenly turn from the philosophical level to the bloody plot
But... You can't say "no, they are dead or alive, what do you like?", the system doesn't allow it.
After a moment of silence, Xie Zhiwei said: "It seems that the previous ice carp did not affect you."
Mu Ku was taken aback.
Xie Zhiwei continued: "The spiritual power seems to be enough, so that's good, it seems that I don't need to stay." As he spoke, he flicked the sleeves of his robe, closed the two windows, and walked towards the door.
There was a layer of sweat on his forehead, and he was anxious to get out to breathe, thinking to himself: Could it be that warm jade was spread in the room to keep warm? Can a brothel of this level afford it
But why isn't the hero too hot? Sitting and playing the lyre for a long time without breaking a sweat.
"Master stay here."
Following this soft call, the two gates in front of Xie Zhiwei were suddenly covered with white light—the white lotus enchantment.
Xie Zhiwei's expression sank: "What about you?"
Mu Yu said slowly: "The disciple came here today just to play a game, how could Master be missing?"
Xie Zhi frowned slightly: "What did you say?"
Before he finished speaking, the red light was in full bloom, and a crack suddenly appeared under his feet, and he was about to back away with a shudder in his heart. But behind him, Mu Ku grabbed his waist, and he was shocked, and he raised his hand to hit him.
The palm wind was stopped halfway, and then layers of black breath wrapped up.
It's enough to wrap rice dumplings if there is a disagreement, Xie Zhi was slightly angry: "Let go!"
Mu He turned a deaf ear and said in a respectful and gentle tone: "Master, let's hide for three days and not let anyone find it. Isn't this game very interesting?"
The scene in front of me changed rapidly, as if it was kneaded into colored paper balls, flattened and then pieced together into a complete shape, repeated several times, and finally settled.
Everything in front of me is exactly the same as the furnishings in Yanxiang Building just now, no, this is that room!
Xie Zhiwei was stunned and said, "Is this an illusion you created yourself?"
Mu Xi praised: "As expected of the master, you can see through it at a glance." He seemed to sigh and said, "During the few years when the master was away, the disciple wanted to return to the Taoist sect but was unable to fulfill his will, so I had to use this to relieve my longing. .”
Xie Zhiwei couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Absurd, what you are doing is tantamount to self-mutilation!"
No wonder he frequently had hallucinations, it turned out that he had spent all his mental power on these evil ways in those four years! Previously, the black lotus and the white lotus were in balance with each other, and they could barely support it, but the red lotus was too evil, and although it could greatly improve his cultivation, it also broke the balance of his spiritual consciousness.
Otherwise, even if a few lotuses are merged in different orders, it won't bring such a big side effect!
It would be fine if there was a golden lotus, but the golden lotus is in Tantai Mengna.
Seeing that Mu Yu was indifferent, Xie Zhiwei became a little anxious: "Quickly get out of this illusion."
Mu Yu stretched out his hand to wipe away the drop of sweat that slipped from his forehead, and said unhurriedly: "Master, you are so anxious... But it's not me, but the king who wants to deal with the little uncle. And the woman in white, she still There are other uses... "
Xie Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "You want to take her golden lotus, don't you?"
Mu Xi's eyes flickered slightly, and then he acted nonchalantly: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the master. It's just that she refuses to tell the spell of using the golden lotus at the moment, and she can't kill it, so I have to close it first."
Hearing this, Xie Zhiwei knew without thinking that Mu Yu must have used various means to force Tantai Meng, and most likely used a lot of killer moves. The poor heroine who looks like a fairy in the original novel has fallen into such a fate.
Xie Zhiwei was dizzy with anxiety, and sweat dripped from his forehead to his neckline.
No, calm down. He was originally worried about the male lead's body, but why did he bring Cheese and Mengmeng to him
Calm down... it's too hot...
Golden lotus is something that must be obtained, but Tantai Meng is a tough one. Mentioning this matter that has not made any progress, a lot of murderous intent appeared in Mu Kui's eyes. But Xie Zhiwei suddenly had something crystal roll down from his neck.
Another drop of sweat.
Only then did Mu Ku realize that Master's face was a little red.
He hurriedly brushed away the breath of the black lotus, held Xie Zhiwei in his arms and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
Xie Zhiwei pushed him away stiffly, fanned the wind with his sleeves and said, "I just heard that you drank a glass of strong wine while playing the piano, and your stamina must have picked up."
Mu Yu was stunned: "Wine?"
Xie Zhiwei nodded: "I heard that it is a good wine that dignitaries must order."
What a bird, what kind of wine tastes like a fishy smell, these dignitaries have a strong taste.
wait, fishy smell...
The smell of blood.
Xie Zhiwei was also stunned.
Sure enough, a subtle change appeared on Mu Yu's face, and he said after a while, "Master, do you still remember the black wolf blood on Xuanyun Mountain?"