Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

A chi sound.

Mr. Li's smile did not change.

Two chi sounds.

Mr. Li's face froze slightly.

Three chi sounds.

Mr. Li has a dish on his face.

At the end of the song, Shen Gurong said anxiously: "Mr. Li, how are you?"

Mr. Li bowed deeply, his body trembling like a sieve: "This... this, this, this..."

Seeing his reaction, Shen Gurong knew that he must have played badly, but he was not depressed.

Because he injured his head when he was young, Shen Gurong has been ill for a long time, and his breath is always very short after recovery. He is good at all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but when it comes to the musical instruments that need to be played, it is like a magic sound filling the ears. Even the mourners are better than his.

Shen Gurong was not discouraged either. Seeing Mr. Li's slightly distorted face, he tried to suggest: "How about Mr. Li teach me to learn the sound one by one, will it work?"

Mr. Li hesitated: "This..."

Shen Gurong hurriedly said: "The money will definitely be given to you."

Anyway, it was Xi Gu who paid the money.

Mr. Li was so shocked by Shen Gurong's song that he could only say "this", but the demeanor of the immortal was too indifferent, which gave Mr. Li an illusion.

"The immortal must have made a mistake in playing just now. Besides, it is too difficult for beginners to play the melody directly. If you learn one tone at a time, the immortal will definitely be able to play the sound of nature."

Mr. Li successfully paralyzed himself, changed back to his benevolent appearance just now, and continued to teach Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong studied for three days in a row, and felt that he was making rapid progress. If he went home and played for his husband, he would definitely praise him.

He was delighted to be whimsical.

It rained early in the morning, pattering against the carved wooden windows.

Shen Gurong pushed open the window, sat on the soft couch and looked at the yard with his head tilted.

Before Mu Ban left, he planted a row of black bamboos and a few peach trees in the courtyard, probably because he was worried that the courtyard would be ruined by Chao Jiuxiao, and he also put a layer of enchantment on it to block the attack of the heavy rain.

Because of the existence of the enchantment, the light rain floated on the black bamboo and peach trees. From a distance, it looked like it was covered with a layer of water mist, and the fairy air was ethereal.

While admiring the rain, Shen Gurong waited for Mr. Li to come over, and sighed: "It's so good to have Mu Yu by my side."

He took care of everything, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

As usual, the husband had already arrived at this time, but Shen Gurong waited left and right and still didn't get anyone, instead Xi Guxing waited for him after a while.

Xi Guxing came in Xuanyi with an umbrella, and the hem of his clothes swept across the blooming orchids in the courtyard garden.

Shen Gurong stood up to greet her: "Brother, why are you here?"

Xi Guxing closed the umbrella and threw it aside casually, glared at him resentfully, and said, "Mr. Li is Mr. Zhuchi who has a long-standing reputation in Fuxian City. Shen Shishi, you are really capable. I'm so angry that I can't go out of the mountain anymore."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong: "Huh?"

Xi Guxing asked Osmanthus osmanthus to pour him a cup of tea, took a sip and said, "Yesterday, Mr. Li came to see me and said 'I can't teach this boy', I thought he was evasive, but I didn't expect that he would not come today. "

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong said dryly: "Didn't you give enough money?"

Xi Guxing almost spit out a mouthful of water, and said angrily: "You still have the face to say that I didn't give you money?!"

When Mr. Li was invited to come, Xi Guxing went down the mountain and exchanged 200 taels of silver for the mortal world with spirit stones. He felt that no matter how Shen Shiyi played the magic sound, two hundred would still be able to ask Mr. to teach him to be able to barely make a human voice. .

When Mr. Li said euphemistically that he was about to leave, Xi Guxing hurriedly said, "Why don't I give you some more money, 500 taels, do you think it is?"

Mr. Li's face was ashen, as if he had aged several years overnight. He looked in the direction of Fanjiangju in a daze, and then showed a horrible look, and said with difficulty: "Immortal, I will give you 500 taels, you Please be clever."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing: "???"

What kind of torture did Shen Shiyi do to Mr.'s ears? !

Mr. Li's longing for immortals for most of his life ends here.

Xi Guxing flung the silver to Shen Gurong angrily, and said, "You are such a wonderful flower."

Shen Gurong tilted her head: "Brother, are you praising me?"

Xi Guxing said angrily, "What are you talking about!"

Shen Gurong didn't dare to say anything.

When Xi Guxing saw him caressing the precious bamboo chi, with a listless look, his anger quickly subsided.

That's how he is, his anger towards Shen Shiyi never lasts long.

——The main reason is that if he was angry for a long time, he would have been pissed off by Shen Shiyi long ago.

"Stop learning." Xi Guxing advised him, "I remember that you play the jade qin and konghou well. Don't waste your time on the bamboo chi. Every time you play the bamboo chi, I suspect that you want to die with Jiu Xiao."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong was inexplicably a little lonely, he stroked the bamboo chi in his hand, and slowly stroked the word "Fengxue" with his fingertips.

After an unknown amount of time, he said softly, "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Xi Guxing breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and said, "If you feel bored living in Fanjiang, I'll give you an extra morning class in Zhibai Hall."

Shen Gurong looked up: "What morning class?"

Xi Guxing said, "What do you want to teach?"

Shen Gurong said: "Bamboo..."

Xi Guxing interrupted him with a disheveled face: "Except for the bamboo chi."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "I know everything, and what I'm best at is painting."

Xi Guxing rubbed the center of his brows with a headache: "This is something that is only learned in the morning classes in private schools in the world. We don't have to learn it."

Shen Gurong let out an "oh" and fell silent again.

Xi Guxing couldn't see him like this at all, so he hesitated for a while before saying: "It's not impossible to add, add a painting class."

Shen Gurong's eyes lit up: "Brother!"

Seeing his gaze, Xi Guxing immediately said angrily, "You..."

"...Don't act like a spoiled child! Okay, okay, I understand." Shen Gurong cut off, "Since the senior brother said that he can take the mortal class, can I change it?"

Xi Guxing frowned, and suddenly had a bad feeling: "For what?"

Shen Gurong smiled, and said lightly: "Storytelling."

Xi Guxing: "..."

"roll!!!"

In the end, Shen Gurong still chose the piano among the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, because he must paint beauties when he paints, and after a quick glance a few days ago, none of the disciples of Zhibaitang could fall into his eyes.

Or teach the piano.

The news spread that the disciples of Liren Peak added a new morning class every month, and all the disciples complained incessantly, but when they knew that they were taught by Shen Shengjun, they immediately became excited, wishing to attend Shengjun every day for 30 days a month class.

That's how Shen Gurong's lecture started.

Shen Gurong's piano was taught by his elder brother. When he was young, he had to practice for an hour or two every day before he could give up. If he played a wrong note, he would be beaten by his elder brother's wicker stick.

Over time, Shen Gurong played the piano well, and became famous in Huitang City.

Shen Gurong was dressed in white, sitting at the table and plucking the strings with bare hands.

This is the real posture of heaven and man.

All the disciples were very excited every morning class, and they didn't know whether they came to learn the piano or simply watched Shengjun play the piano.

One day, the disciples went down the mountain to Fuxian City to buy cinnabar. They held their faces in the bookstore and praised the superb sound of the qin with their companions. The sound of nature is fascinating.

Mr. Li, who was passing by, listened inadvertently, shook his head and sighed slightly.

"What a good boy, blind in his ears at a young age."

It was rare for Shen Gurong to spend a stable life in Liren Peak.

He had already changed the fate of Yu Xinghe and Mu Ban, but Shen Fengxue who pulled him into this world seemed to be dead, not even a dream, which made Shen Gurong very uncomfortable.

But he didn't even know how he was drawn into this book, let alone talk about it, so he could only eat and wait to die, while pinning his hopes on the secret realm of Guhong four years later.

When Mu was away, he would use his disciple Qi to report his safety every month. Once when the bright red disciple Qi flew over by accident, he was directly bumped into by Xi Guxing.

When Xi Guxing found out that he had formed a contract with Mu Ban, he was so angry that he scolded Shen Gurong for several hours.

"You are a master! How can anyone rush to form a bond with an apprentice?! You don't even have to do a ceremony!" Xi Gu was angry, "If it spreads, what will others say about you?!"

Shen Gurong was so scolded that she didn't dare to vent her anger, so she pretended to sit calmly by the side, and whispered: "The eyes of others are not important to me."

Xi Guxing: "How dare you talk back!?"

Shen Gurong didn't dare to refute immediately.

Xi Guxing's brain is different from others, Shen Gurong thanked him for not being coquettish, he was not allowed to be provocative when he was coquettish, and he was not allowed to talk back when Shen Gurong refuted with reason.

This behavior is strangely familiar.

Shen Gurong thought for a long time, "Ah", and suddenly said, "Like my mother!"

Xi Guxing exploded again: "You still dare to curse?!"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong whispered: "I just think you are like my mother, no matter what I do, you can pick out the problem."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Shen Gurong thought that his words would arouse Xi Guxing's fury, but unexpectedly, Xi Guxing's anger receded like a tide. He looked at Shen Gurong in a daze, and said in a low voice for a long time : "What is your mother? You are an orphan, where did you come from?"

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

He was so comfortable in this book that he almost forgot that he was not Shen Fengxue.

Shen Gurong coughed dryly, touched his nose, and said vaguely: "Aren't all mothers in the world like this? I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously."

Only then did Xi Guxing stare at him, and did not continue this topic.

"The disciple's deed formation is extremely cumbersome. If you draw a wrong one, it may change the entire formation. Show me your deed."

Shen Gurong was afraid of being scolded, and obediently showed him the student deed.

Xi Guxing looked at it, looked at it again, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally called Lou Bugui to watch it together.

Shen Gurong asked strangely: "I drew stroke by stroke according to the formation, so there shouldn't be mistakes."

Xi Guxing looked at Lou Bugui, and the two looked at each other.

In the end, Xi Guxing said uncertainly: "Why don't you ask Senior Sister to come back?"

Lou Bugui nodded.

Shen Gurong: "???"

Shen Gurong was a little panicked: "What do you mean? Is there something wrong with my formation? I have been in contact with Mu Yu through this contract for two years, and nothing has gone wrong."

Xi Guxing covered half of his face, and said with difficulty: "Let me be quiet for a while, okay?"

It was the first time for Shen Gurong to see Xi Guxing's dejected expression, and he panicked even more, but no matter how he asked, Xi Guxing and Lou Bugui didn't reveal a word, it seemed that he was not sure whether the formation was wrong or not , so it is not easy to jump to conclusions.

Three days later, Su Xiyan hurried back from Youzhou.

He looked at Shen Gurong's red disciple Qi, and under Shen Gurong's expectant gaze, he tilted his head and said to Xi Guxing, "Congratulations."

Xi Guxing was overjoyed: "Congratulations. Is it a student contract?"

Su Xiyan said softly: "It's a Taoist couple's contract."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong: "???"

Shen Gurong: "!!!"