The moon is bright and the wind is clear

Seeing that Mo Qi left him and was about to go upstairs, Sikong Lang wanted to follow quickly.Unexpectedly, the man with a charming voice stopped him when he saw this, and said softly: "Hey son, your room has been tidied up for you, and you can check in later. Please have a few drinks here, our Mr. Su is ready." Then come hehehe..."

"You... you misunderstood... Hey, Mr. Mo!" Sikong Lang secretly screamed annoyed at being pestered by that man.

Mo Qi didn't turn her head when she heard Sikong Lang's voice, and stepped up to the second floor even more quickly.

"Young master, please stay."

Just as he was about to go up the stairs, a man in a black brocade suit blocked Mo Qi's way with his hand.

Mo Qi frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The man in the black robe smiled, staring at Mo Qi, as if he wanted to see through his face under the mask, and said: "I just heard that the young master has a lot of research on qin music. The person who plays the qin music appreciates the young master's fast-talking interpretation of the song just now, I am not talented, I want to make friends with the young master, I don't know..."

"I don't want to." Mo Qi didn't look at the man in black.

"What did you say!" Immediately, two people in gray clothes appeared behind the man, and when they heard Mo Qi's sneering words, they tried to move forward.

The man in black stopped the two of them and said, "My lord doesn't want to, and I won't force you, please..."

Mo Qi was still calm and calm, bypassing several people and heading straight to the second floor.

"Your Highness, this person really doesn't know how to flatter him, can you take it down directly?" One of the gray-clothed men nodded and said.

"In that case...it would be no fun..." The man in black stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his right hand, and smiled playfully at Mo Qi's back.

"My lord, the room has been tidied up, please follow me." Still going up to the servant boy who greeted them just now, when he saw Mo Qi went upstairs, he led him to the room.

Mo Qi followed the little boy and turned around to a delicate wooden door. Seeing the little boy push the door open, he followed inside.

The interior decoration is meticulous, with carved doors and windows, sandalwood tables and chairs, silk screens, and a faint fragrance in the room.The little boy made some adjustments and then withdrew.

Just as the door was about to close, he suddenly saw a pair of hands blocking the door, and then quickly closed the door. Needless to say, this person was Sikong Lang.

Sikong Lang also had an unsightly face, panting heavily, "Wow...the shopkeeper below is really tough, I managed to get away..." Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw Mo Qi sitting on a chair watching Without looking at him, she shut her mouth knowingly.

"Mo..." Before he could say anything, Mo Qi said coldly, "Tonight I will continue to exercise my kung fu to heal my injuries, so you sleep outside the screen." After speaking, he left Sikong Lang and went inside the screen.

"Okay..." Sikong Lang stared blankly at Mo Qi's back, tapped his head and put his hand on his chin, thinking about why he encountered so many troubles today.

Mo Qi walked to the bed, sat cross-legged, and began to breathe with his eyes closed, and a misty white air gradually appeared on his face.Just as the internal force was running through the whole body, there was a knock on the door, and Mo Qi frowned slightly.

Sikong Lang was lying on Zhuo Zhuo and was about to fall asleep when he was awakened by the knock on the door, and opened the door sleepily, "Who is it..."

Opening the wooden door, I saw a stunning man standing outside the door with his head bowed, holding a xylophone in his hand, and said: "My lord, Su Jin is late."

Sikong Lang was taken aback, and was about to close the door, but Su Jin stepped into the room before him.Sikong Lang broke out in cold sweat instantly, and said, "Master Su, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Su Jin put the piano down, and said softly: "The rules of Songzhuyuan, since the young master has won the Huaya competition, Su Jin should stay with the young master for one night."

"..." Sikong Lang stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Su Jin covered her mouth and smiled: "Since it's a night with the young master, should the young master want Su Jin to play music tonight or have a good time with him... Or, the young master wants Su Jin to do something else."

"Other?" Sikong Lang didn't understand the meaning of Su Jin's words.

"My lord, let's enjoy the music and have a drink first?" Su Jin's eyes and brows were full of amorous feelings.

"That... Mr. Su, I only made this move today to get away. I don't know the rules here..."

"My lord, please sit down and listen to Su Jin playing a piece of lovesickness first." Before Sikong Lang could explain again, he interrupted him and stroking the strings.

Sikong Lang stood there dumbfounded, thinking that he had no choice but to let Su Jin finish playing the song and let him go back. After driving for a day, he really couldn't afford to bother.

The sound of the piano is curling, like the ding-dong of flowing water in the mountains, ten fingers stroking the strings, the sound of the piano is like weeping and complaining.

Suddenly, a silver needle pierced through the screen and flew towards the xylophone with a speed as fast as lightning.In just a split second, the seven strings snapped.

Seeing the piano and the silver needle in her hand, Su Jin stood there blankly, then her hands trembled slightly.Seeing this, Sikong Lang already understood.

"If you want to continue playing the piano in the future, leave here immediately. Otherwise, your finger will be broken next time." A frosty warning sounded from the other side of the screen.

Hearing those words, Su Jin trembled all over, and two lines of tears ran down her cheeks.

Sikong Lang hurriedly stepped forward to check on Su Jin's condition, and said, "Young Master Su, I'm really sorry, my friend didn't mean anything malicious, it's just that he has a bad temper."

Su Jin wiped her tears with her hands, and tightly grasped Sikong Lang's clothes corner, "Master, I...I'm scared."

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Sikong Lang comforted him.

Seeing this, Su Jin held on to Sikong Lang even more, and leaned against him.Seeing that he was shaking violently, Sikong Lang had no choice but to let him stay in this position.

Mo Qi walked up to the screen, saw this, squinted his eyes slightly, and before he realized it, he quickly threw the silver needle, in the direction of Su Jin's hand holding Sikong Lang's clothes tightly.

Sikong Lang had sharp eyes, seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately raised his palm and knocked down the flying silver needle out of thin air.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Su, he just came to play the piano for me, and he didn't mean any harm. Why would you do anything to someone who has no martial arts?"

Mo Qi looked at Sikong Lang, saw that Sikong Lang insisted on protecting Su Jin, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes, Su Jin was terrified, but calmed down after a while, staring at Sikong Lang coldly and said: "Then just listen slowly, I still have important things to do, so I won't disturb the two of you."

After speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.

Sikong Lang knew that Mo Qi had been angered this time, and he knew that the other party was still injured, and his skills needed to be purified.However, based on his understanding of Mo Qi for so many days, it is unbelievable that this incident tonight would not make him so angry.

Because he was really worried about Mo Qiyi and others, he had to follow out quickly.

Sikong Lang smiled wryly in his heart, after tossing and tossing for a long time, he was really destined to sleep in the open.