My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet

Chapter 19 The real guqin master

 “He Chen, what’s wrong?”

Sheng Yunyi noticed his trance and raised her head.

The sound of the guqin came from the second room on the third floor, as clear as the spring in the mountains, and as ethereal as the chirping of birds in the valley.

Zhou Hechen looked dazed and sighed: "The sound of the guqin reminds me of the days when I lived in Nancheng when I was a child. I have heard it before..."

 He said no more.

 When he was born, the monks at Hualun Temple said that he was destined to suffer a calamity and that he needed to be raised in the countryside to avoid it.

 So he grew up with his grandmother in Nancheng since he was a child, and was not taken back to Jiangcheng until he was ten years old.

Nancheng has a rich cultural atmosphere, and craftsmen can be seen everywhere on the streets. He has been exposed to it for several years. He also loves classical music and cultural relics.

Sheng Yun smiled: "Then I will go up with you to see which famous person it is."

With Yan Tingfeng's ear, he already knew everything when Zhou Hechen and Sheng Yunyi stepped on the first step.

“Sir, I’m so sorry.” Sheng Yunyi held Zhou Hechen’s hand in time and smiled warmly, “It’s just that we don’t know which famous master is playing the guqin. He and I both like classical music and want to visit.”

 The door was mercilessly closed.

 He closed his eyes, and there was a faint killing intent at the end of his eyes: "No one can be seen."

The sound of the piano is ethereal, but it makes people see a strong stream in front of their eyes, breaking through the mountains and mountains, and finally merges into the vast sea, breaking the stubborn rocks together with the storm.

Zhou Hechen exhaled slowly and calmed down: "Okay, I will listen to you."

 “You still understand me.” Zhou Hechen also smiled.

 The two of them went upstairs together.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the piano ended and the waves stopped.

“Let’s go to the exhibition first.” Sheng Yunyi took his arm and the two left.

Rong Yu didn't pay attention at first, but the person outside the door was obviously very insistent. After knocking a few more times, he opened the door and asked irritably: "What are you doing?"

Rong Yu: "What are you looking at? Who are you?"

Zhou Hechen's eyes instantly turned violent: "伱—"

He was at a loss for more than ten seconds. It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he understood what Yan Tingfeng meant.

Is there anyone in Jiangcheng who doesn't know him?

"He Chen, don't be angry. It's your body that's hurt." Sheng Yunyi comforted her, "Famous artists all have bad tempers. Let's go back and find out which famous artist is in Jiangcheng recently. It won't be too late for us to visit again."

"boom!"

Zhou Hechen's expression turned completely cold, and he hit the wall heavily with his hand.

Rong Yuan was still confused: "Huh?"

Rong Yu was very cold: "No, get out!"

 In the lounge, the sound of the piano flows continuously.

Zhou Hechen just wanted to know who the person playing the guqin was, but the door was blocked tightly by the crowd, and he could only catch a glimpse of the blue skirt embroidered with golden dragon patterns.

 “Is this the end of playing?” Rong Yu seemed to have just woken up from a long dream, and was still a little unable to recover.

 He has also attended many classical concerts, and this is the first time that he is still unsatisfied.

"Yeah." Ye Banglan put down his piano and nodded, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Where are you going, Miss Ye?" Yan Tingfeng coughed and smiled slightly, "I'll see Miss Ye off."

Ye turned around and looked at him quietly for three seconds, then raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, you go drive, I'll wait for you."

Looking at the girl's back, Rong Yu winked and asked, "Brother, do you like her?"

Yan Tingfeng blinked and smiled softly, with deep affection in every word: "I like it, I like it very much."

Rong Yu felt a cold sweat break out from his voice.

 Why does he feel that this is the kind of love that wants to make the other person into a specimen?

 He wrapped his clothes tightly tightly with fear.

Originally, he only had to deal with one lunatic, Yan Tingfeng, but now he had to deal with two. Not to mention, his brother was even crazier because of the lunatic Ye Banlan. He really can't stay in this world anymore!

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 At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Banglan met Cheng Qingli and brought a cup of her favorite milk tea as usual.

“Sister Lan, it’s so late today, where are we going?”

 “Go to our costume design director today.”

Cheng Qingli subconsciously said: "Which club are you in?"

“No.” Ye Banglan looked far away, “He is in Xiaojinshan.”

Xiaojinshan is a wild mountain east of Jiangcheng, where racing enthusiasts often gather.

 Especially on a starless and moonless night, it is a gathering place for crazy people.

By the time the two arrived at the bottom of the mountain, many people had already entered the mountain. The roar of cars could be heard, and carnival had begun on the top of the mountain.

Cheng Qingli suddenly said: "Wow, Sister Lan, someone is cosplaying here! Let me search for the white-haired character!"

Ye Turning looked over and unexpectedly found that he was someone he knew.

Yan Tingfeng was leaning in front of the car in a black leather coat. Her long white hair was dazzling, and her expression was indifferent. However, her phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and she had a faint smile.

 It’s just that the smile is not bottomless, and the depths of the pupils are still cold.

Many people coming and going were looking at him, amazed by his majestic appearance, but no one dared to come forward and strike up a conversation.

Ye Puanlan narrowed his eyes.

 This is a very strange man.

 Seeing him during the day is like warm sunshine, gentle and elegant.

Meeting him in the dark night is like an undercurrent of the abyss, unpredictable and unpredictable.

 Looks like a fairy on the outside, but like a devil on the inside.

How can a person's character be cut in half?

 He turned his head and saw her, his eyebrows still pale, as if he didn't recognize her.

 When he saw her eyes falling on his hair, he suddenly smiled and walked towards her.

“Wig.” Yan Tingfeng stroked a strand of white hair and asked, “Doesn’t it look good?”

This is his real hair, and he usually takes medicine to cover it up.

 Historical books will not record everything, and many famous people will only be mentioned briefly.

 The six sects have had a great influence on history, but after all, they are Jianghu forces. The imperial court will not know the past events of Jianghu, let alone his secrets.

Ye Puanlan said: "It's pretty good-looking. I'm a white-haired person."

Yan Tingfeng paused and raised his eyebrows in surprise for the first time: "What?"

Ye Banglan also raised his hand and raised a strand of white hair: "When I see the white hair, I want to bully him and see him cry."

 A murderous intention arose in an instant!

But the next second, Yan Tingfeng suddenly laughed out loud, his phoenix eyes curled up, and his voice was clear and moving: "Miss Ye, you are really interesting. Are you not afraid of killing someone if you come here so late?"

Ye Turning looked at him: "What about you?"

“Me?” Yan Tingfeng stopped smiling, but his voice was gentle, “I like to see people’s lives.”

Xiaojin Mountain is extremely steep, and the mountain road was forcibly carved by racing enthusiasts.

Tourists who come here will only watch the sunrise and sunset at the Jinshan Hotel. Normal people will not enter the mountains.

 So Sheng Yunyi was very surprised when she saw Ye Turning the Tide. She didn't think about it and contacted Zhou Hechen directly.

"He Chen, I saw Miss Ye here at Xiaojinshan." She was very embarrassed. "She was hanging out with a few racing guys. They had already gone in. If something happens to her when she gets drunk at night...she Even if I get angry with you, it’s a bit too much.”

Brother Yan: I want to hear her answer. If I’m not satisfied, I’ll kill her.

Sister Lan: Bully Baimao and make him cry.

Brother Yan:?

Three hundred years ago, Brother Yan didn’t like Sister Lan, and they had never met each other. Sister Lan didn’t like Brother Yan either. It’s not that she didn’t like her, but it wasn’t between a man and a woman. The two of them were sympathetic to each other between heroes.

After all, in the world at that time, only the other was qualified to be their opponent, and it was not enough to define them by the love between men and women~

Brother Yan is currently in a state where he is very interested in Sister Lan but very much wants to kill her.

 (End of this chapter)