The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

With a "squeak", the door was opened from the inside.

Wearing a light green long dress, Nan Sheng with brown hair neatly tied into a high ponytail behind her head stepped aside to let the two of them in, and led Xiao Yan and Ansair into the yard, saying: " What a coincidence, my manager just finished talking to me about you, and the next second there was a knock on the door."

"About me?" Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, his eyes glanced at some wooden and stone trinkets scattered by the owner in the courtyard, "How are you going to beat me up next time you meet me?"

"I seriously discussed whether I should follow Aldous's approach and abstain directly to preserve my strength next time." Nan Sheng's tone was smiling, but his eyes were not completely joking, "Anyway, your name as the Great Demon King It’s almost time to sit down, it’s not bad for me this time.”

Ansair followed Xiao Yan's steps and walked forward, still clutching the corner of Xiao Yan's clothes with his left hand, observing the surrounding furnishings with a delicate face.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and pressed his temple, feeling a little headache: "...please forgive me."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha!" Nan Sheng's ponytail drew trembling lines behind her shoulders as she laughed, "But I'm still looking forward to the next match with you, I always feel that you are different from other opponents, Fighting with you can get a lot of unknown stimulation, how interesting it is!"

While talking, the three of them walked through the front hall and a long corridor all the way to a room. Nan Sheng knocked on the door three times and opened the door to go in: "Dad?"

There is only one long table in the room that almost divides the spacious room into two parts, and there are no other display racks for tables and chairs. On this long table, there are many tools in a messy but orderly manner. Wear shows how much time and effort the owner has put into them.

The window on the side of the room was open, and the curtains were softly raised and lowered by the wind. The warm sunlight and breeze brushed over the semi-finished products on the other side of the table. Ansair looked up and down for a while but couldn't see what it was.

Xiao Yan quietly stared at the man behind the table. This man was thin and pale. He was bending over to polish a long piece of pine yellow wood. The familiar arc and carving method made Xiao Yan recognize this familiar man at first sight. old buddy.

"Jiuxiao Huanpei, Mr. Good craftsmanship."

Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin is Fuxi style, with pine yellow wood.Accompanied by clam emblem.Qin Zhen and geese feet made of white jade are exquisitely carved.Yueshan Jiaowei and others are all made of red sandalwood, with regular craftsmanship.The body of the qin is lacquered with red vermilion, and the antlers are gray, with black and red lacquer repaired in the past dynasties.The whole body of the piano is dominated by small snake belly broken patterns, occasionally calf hair broken patterns.The broken lines on the bottom of the qin are hidden like a twig, and they all have the edge of a sword.

The man who was polishing stopped, and finally raised his head to look at the person coming, with surprise and doubt in his gray-brown eyes: "Do you know Qin?"

"Disciple Wanhua, of course you know the six arts of a gentleman." Xiao Yan replied humbly.

Gentleman's Six Arts - Ritual, Music, Archery, Royal, Calligraphy, and Numeracy.No matter which lineage they come from, the inner disciples of Wanhua and Changge's sect have studied these six arts since childhood, and choose one to be perfect.

"Wanhua...?" The doubts in the man's eyes became even more serious, and he asked bluntly, "Which family do you belong to? Why don't I seem to have seen you before?"

Xiao Yan just bowed apologetically, smiled and didn't answer.

Ansair listened quietly to the conversation between the two, and guessed a little bit of the inside story in a flash of his mind - it turned out that these ancient warriors each had their own families, and they were probably related to each other.For thousands of years, whenever ancient warriors appear, they are all amazingly talented and powerful. Why do these families go to great lengths to hide themselves?

Unless, not everyone in these families can have the force value of Xiao Yan or those known ancient warriors, what's more, the probability of such a person appearing is very low, and the family itself has no self-protection ability In order to protect themselves, these families have no choice but to keep their names anonymized, and only release the younger generations with outstanding abilities to seek some benefits for the family.

It's not difficult to understand——Ansair thought to himself—the aristocratic families that have been passed down for thousands of years must have their own advantages. Perhaps their truly precious and terrifying place is not the force value, but other things that we have not had so far. something noticed or seen.If you can cooperate...

The man smiled understandingly, and didn't ask any more questions, but looked at his daughter.

Nan Sheng caught his father's questioning eyes, recovered his senses and introduced to both sides: "Father, these are the two friends I mentioned to you before."

"This is my father. I think your mission should be looking for my father. I'm just a trigger." Nan Sheng explained to Xiao Yan and Ansair, shrugged and made a helpless gesture, "As you can see, my father is very obsessed with this kind of thing called 'qin'. I also tried to understand it, but I checked a lot of information and couldn't find any records about this thing. We just When I came to the central star field, I met an NPC who was very similar to my father in this regard."

"Task?" Nanyang put down the sandpaper in his hand, washed his hands and dried them in the washbasin beside him.

Xiao Yan: "Do you know a novice village called 'Wading Village'?"

Nanyang suddenly said: "The person you are looking for should be my senior brother Fu Yu, but he passed away two years ago, no wonder the tasks you received will be passed on to me."

"You already know the origin of Wading Village, don't you?" Seeing Xiao Yan and Ansair nodding, Nanyang continued, "The Fu family is the inheritor of Tiangong, but it's just that he didn't get married for a long time in his generation. I gave birth to a son, and later fell ill at a young age. Because I was obsessed with making violins, I was a master of heaven, and was later accepted as a disciple by my senior brother on behalf of my father, so I passed it down. However, I didn't dabble in the art of mechanism too much, I just agreed Brother must find a suitable child to pass on to."

Nanyang paused, and said: "Actually, I'm quite curious about why there are such hidden missions in the star field, maybe..." Nanyang didn't continue to talk as if he was worried about something, but handed Xiao Yan a book: " My task here is very simple, to find a person who has the talent to learn from Tiangong."

[Adventure mission "Secret of Wading Village" - the piano player, has been completed.Reward 3000 gold coins. 】

[Adventure mission "The Secret of Wading Village" - Tiangong, the mission has been accepted. 】

Xiao Yan took the book with some headaches, and when he opened it, it turned out that it was full of complicated and delicate mechanism dismantling diagrams. Although he was a disciple of Wanhua, he was a disciple of the medicine king Sun Simiao, and he only knew a thing or two about the Tiangong mechanism. It's probably not enough to talk about inheritance.

Just as he was thinking, just as Xiao Yan was about to put the book into the package, the young boy pulled the corner of his clothes: "Can you show me?"

Ansair took the book from Xiao Yan and opened it, his eyes became brighter the more he looked at it, and after a few seconds, he even left Xiao Yan's side on his own initiative, found an open space on the long table, and took out a pen and paper from the package Started to write and draw on my stomach.

Nanyang came out from behind the long table, and motioned to Nansheng to bring a chair to Ansair, Xiao Yan noticed that Nanyang was sitting in a wheelchair, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

[Strange... If you still need to use a wheelchair in the star field, then how weak is this person in reality?You must know that your situation is different from that of the boss. The body lying outside is not connected to you. In fact, you are now two separate individuals. The state of the players in the star field is actually related to your own physical and mental Situations are closely related. ] 3427 poked his head out to observe the current situation after the mission was changed, 【But now interstellar medical treatment is so advanced, unless... he was also diagnosed with a genetic disease? 】

Keenly aware of Xiao Yan's gaze, Nanyang didn't care, and explained naturally: "It's a TC-27 genetic disease. After getting sick, my wife and I left the family, and then we had Sheng'er."

[TC-27 is also a genetic disease that cannot be cured at present, because the cause cannot be found, so the patient can only rely on pain relief and nutrient solution to wait for death slowly. I just went to check Nan Sheng's age, he is at least sick It has been 20 years, and now she should be lying on the bed like a thinking vegetative person. The nutrient solution and equipment used to maintain her physical skills are a lot of expenses. No wonder Nan Sheng started playing professional ranking at the age of 14 It's over. ] 3427 sighed.

Nan Sheng frowned, walked behind Nan Yang and pushed Nan Yang's wheelchair out, humming softly: "Say this again!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it." Nanyang quickly surrendered, changed the subject and asked Xiao Yan, "Have you ever studied piano art?"

The sound range of the qin is wide, the timbre is deep, and the lingering sound is long. It was very common for gentlemen in Tang Dynasty to love the qin, but in Xiao Yan...

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, his eyes drifted a little, thinking of the evaluation of his piano sound by the qin master Su Yuluan when he was learning the rhythm when he was a child, he really didn't dare to answer in front of Nanyang that he had learned the qin art.

After all, a person who can even play the flute as badly as the Blood Demon King's Legacy, really cannot be said to be talented in rhythm - Xiao Yan is different from Wang Yifeng, the Blood Demon is proficient in rhythm, and the sound of the flute is to attack and torture people. The purpose is to express the grief in his heart through sobbing, while Xiao Yan is very simple...without the rhythm, any instrument in his hands can make a wail that makes people feel pain and avoid it.

As soon as the young disciples in the valley saw Xiao Yan playing the flute, they wanted to run to the other side of the valley immediately, and they had to remember to cover their heads with quilts.

"This……"

Xiao Yan was trying to think about how to answer, when Nan Sheng clicked on the light screen and released a screenshot of the game and handed it to Nan Yang: "Dad, do you know this thing?"

The picture is exactly Xiao Yan's weapon, Xuefeng Bingwangdi.

Nanyang recognized the flute at a glance, and said in surprise: "If I remember correctly, this instrument should be called a flute? I didn't expect that there is still a family that keeps the making and playing method of this instrument!"

Xiao Yan's smile became more and more stiff.

Nanyang became more and more excited, and his pale cheeks were smeared with blood: "May I have the honor to listen to Mr. playing a song?"

Xiao Yan, died.