I, Seimei, can't be an audiophile

Li Qingming easily convinced Yuan Boya that he was not Abe Seimei, but the reincarnation of Seimei's future reincarnation.

"I just said what the maid said that you took the initiative to ask about work. I thought it was a huge disaster or a monster that was difficult to deal with. It turned out to be like this."

Yuan Boya breathed a sigh of relief that the safety of Ping'an capital was ensured, but Li Qingming fully understood what a deep-seated onmyoji Abe Seimei was.

"However, if this happens, you'd better not let others know that you are not Qingming himself." Yuan Boya kindly suggested, "Someone might take the opportunity to deal with you."

Li Qingming trembled: "Is he so unpopular?"

——How many bad things have you done, so that if others know that it is not you, they will definitely gang up on you!

Yuan Boya chuckled: "No, on the contrary, Qingming is very popular, and he rarely makes mistakes, so if he can be caught occasionally, everyone can't help but take the opportunity to play pranks. But the pranks between warlocks are not easy for us ordinary people. It’s still a little heavy.”

Li Qingming understood, as if the students in the chemistry department were said to thank each other for not killing each other when they graduated, something like that.

Yuan Boya asked about Li Qingming's custom-made drums. The two sides exchanged information. Li Qingming confirmed that Yuan Boya was a great musician in this era. Music all-rounder.

Yuan Boya himself is more inclined to Gagaku, which is a kind of pure music commonly used in sacrifices. It is very elegant and gentle, with a long aftertaste.In short, it is slow-tempo and melodious music.

Li Qingming was overwhelmed: "Then what about me, senior—no, Mr. Boya, what musical instrument is Abe Seimei good at?"

Yuan Boya replied: "He is good at playing the flute, but he is always too lazy to play it by himself. I remember that an artist drew a picture of 'Prince White Fox Playing the Flute' before.

In fact, I really want to hear Qingming play the flute once, but he always uses one or another reason to perfunctory the past.I've heard him whistle with leaves, it's very nice. "

Li Qingming said that he understands that in order to conform to Qingming's personality in this era, he must become a white fox who plays the flute elegantly!

Yuan Boya is also very interested in the musical instruments he is good at: "What are you good at? It's also the flute, and drums?"

Li Qingming nodded: "Yes, I am good at playing drums. I was learning electric bass recently, but there is no bass here."

Li Qingming described it to the curious Boya for a long time. Boya barely understood that the bass is a stringed instrument, and he wanted to listen to it very much.

Li Qingming said that there is no electricity in this era and it is impossible to copy the electric bass, but it is no problem to play the drums. When his drums are customized, he will let Boya listen to his special skills.

"I also hope that Mr. Boya can teach me to play the flute, so that I can better play Abe Seimei and avoid being discovered."

Yuan Boya thinks it’s okay not to play the flute, but it’s a very interesting experience to have the opportunity to teach someone who is similar to Qingming to play the flute. Yuan Boya also wanted to play with Qingming very much in the past. It seems that he can become Qingming’s music teacher this time. feel.

"Okay, no problem, I'll teach you!"

Wuwuwu is indeed a senior, no matter what era the senior is, he is a good person!

"Come on, this is my spare flute, you use this to practice first."

——Is there a spare for the flute?Li Qingming was very suspicious that the senior was good at playing the flute, because the flute was so portable that he could play it anytime, anywhere!

After receiving the bamboo flute, Li Qingming learned the most basic fingering of the flute according to Yuan Boya's instructions. At first, Yuan Boya only asked him to play Doremi, which is simple. He is also a man who has learned the basics of bass!

Li Qingming still had the time to observe the seniors, pay attention to the postures used by the seniors, they are elegant and professional enough, but they are different from laymen!The senior is indeed a man who is destined to become the hegemony in the music world!

He must not show timidity in front of his seniors!

Li Qingming wanted to perform well from the bottom of his heart. When he blew the first syllable, he tried his best!This effort is reflected in——

"drop--"

"Crack!"

The flute is broken!It didn't break, it broke!It was as if it had been in disrepair for a long time and was weathered, shattered into slag and cracked on the ground!

Yuan Boya: "—"

Yuan Boya quickly flew over: "Dizi, my flute! The flute that has been with me since I practiced since I was a child!"

Li Qingming was shocked at first, and then a little scared: "Master Boya, yes, I'm sorry! Did I break it?"

Yuan Boya picked up the fragments of the flute, wrapped them in silk cloth, and looked at Li Qingming with tears in his eyes.

Li Qingming felt extremely guilty: "I'm sorry senior! I will compensate you!"

Yuan Boya replied tremblingly: "No, there's no need to pay, it's not worth much anyway. It's just, woo woo woo, let's just bury it."

—to be buried?Buried like a human being?You said it was worthless!

Yuan Boya found a place in Abe Seimei's garden to bury the debris of the flute. Only then did Li Qingming know that it was Abe Seimei who started by burying worn-out things and dead bugs in the garden. .

Yuan Boya is a very emotional man, even when he sees a butterfly die, sometimes he can't help crying.

So Abe Seimei told him that all things have spirits, as long as they are buried, they will return to reincarnation.So Abe Seimei's garden is full of small hills.

Li Qingming couldn't help but sigh with emotion, you dote on this man too much, my previous life's previous life!

But I can understand, that's the senior!Senior is such a delicate artist, of course he should be well protected, he is the treasure of the world!

"It has been with me for a long time. It's not your fault. Just buy a new flute next time to practice."

Li Qingming nodded guiltily, he didn't feel that he was blowing so hard, why did it crack?Could it be that……

He couldn't help but look at his fingers, how slender and white they were, with no joints visible, they looked like the hands of a nobleman who had never done any work.

Li Qingming frowned. If he was talking about himself, he definitely didn't have the power to break the flute.However, he is using Abe Seimei's body now.

"Xue—Master Boya, may I ask, is Master Seimei's strength great?"

Yuan Boya was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his chin and fell into thinking: "You say that, it seems... I'm not sure? I remember when Qingming pulled me up from the cliff last time, he only used one hand?"

……

Wait for me, what kind of occasion would a world treasure like you go to a cliff?

Li Qingming had a guess. He thought about experimenting with other things, but he didn't want to damage the things.

Suddenly, a feeling, should be called an inspiration, he remembered that he had heard a similar legend before. Many nobles urged Abe Seimei to perform a spell.

At that time, after hearing this story, I thought that Abe Seimei was a powerful man. The leaf must have been cast with some kind of spell, which was worth a thousand gold. It was really awesome!

Now, he suddenly had an amazing idea!Could it be...

Li Qingming walked under the tree, picked up a leaf, and threw it to the nearby tree according to the feel of his hand.

"brush!"

Then, Boya and him saw that leaf was like a sharp blade, directly inserted into the tree trunk, and then softened, and shook with the wind to show its softness.

Li Qingming: "..."

Yuan Boya: "..."

Yuan Boya looked at Li Qingming in shock: "It turns out that you are a powerful martial arts master? I remember you said you were from Huaguo? What was it just now, Huaguo Kung Fu?"

The corner of Li Qingming's mouth twitched: "No, I'm just an ordinary foreign student in Huaguo. Although my arm and wrist strength are not bad, they definitely can't reach this level. I'm using the body of Abe Seimei-sama now. In other words, this is His physical fitness."

Yuan Boya opened his mouth wide, his eyes turned into a pair of peas, and he was speechless for a long time.

Li Qingming asked again: "Don't you think this is actually the master of martial arts? You didn't notice anything before?"

That's right, the story of the spell show, now that I think about it, isn't it a common plot in martial arts novels when combined!

However, the islanders did not have martial arts novels at that time!Everyone took it for granted that it was a spell.

But in fact, maybe, isn't that simply using leaves to kill the frog physically, isn't it?

Yuan Boya raised his hand to cover his mouth: "Wait, don't tell me, you said that. That time, and that time, is it the same thing? Qingming said that he used a spell-in fact, it wasn't at all, but He himself has extraordinary strength? But how is this possible!"

Yuan Boya looked in shock at the arm that was too slender, thinner than that of ordinary men.

Li Qingming explained: "It's not too surprising, it's the type that doesn't show muscle. I've heard similar things in the news before. A foreigner has the same body shape as an ordinary person, but he is very strong. In the last investigation, he have eight times the muscle strength of the average person."

Li Qingming and Yuan Boya were in a trance for a while, and finally accepted that Abe Seimei was a handsome man with an elegant and slender appearance, but with real abilities.

He also concealed his infinite strength in the spell, making people think that he has no power to restrain chickens except for the spell, making it hard to guard against.

——Insidious, really insidious!If someone who doesn't know wants to take the opportunity to hurt him, he might punch a child and die without knowing how!

Yuan Boya didn't feel that his friend was insidious, on the contrary, he felt that Qingming's actions must have deep difficulties.

"If everyone knows that he is so powerful, they will definitely think that his abilities come from strength, not spells. Please keep it secret and don't reveal this matter."

Yuan Boya himself understands how much trouble other people's stereotypes can cause to people. He likes music and is also a samurai, which is very embarrassing. People's stereotypes say that samurai should be very vulgar.

Therefore, when people who specialize in music see him with a knife on his waist, they will mistakenly think that his music is not very good, and they will not believe that he is good at music theory until they have heard it with their own ears.

Similarly, many people heard that he was good at playing the flute, mistook him for being weak, and even wanted to rob him, and when he knocked him back, they said he was a fraud.

Presumably Seimei is also troubled by the same problem. This kind of strength is rare even among samurai.

Yuan Boya suddenly remembered: "I remember Qingming told me before that he was Lord He Mao's servant boy, and only he and Lord He Mao could see him and Lord He Mao when he met the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk. Later, Lord He Mao knew about his talent. That’s why he was accepted as a disciple.”

The two made up their minds about the scene at that time, and Abe Seimei would definitely not say: Ah, Lord Kamo, I am actually very strong, and I can slay demons and demons with force!

Instead, they would say: That's right, Lord He Mao, I need to learn Yin Yang to protect myself, and to help you in the field of Yin Yang, please accept me as an apprentice!

——A coolie boy, or an elegant onmyoji's apprentice, everyone knows which one to choose!

Li Qingming: "I don't think it's possible to insert leaves into trees with strength alone, which means Master Qingming must have worked hard behind her back."

Yuan Boya: "Yes."

"Master Seimei is really an incredible person."

"Ah."

Yuan Boya can also answer yes.

I thought you were a great onmyoji who was weak and needed protection, but I didn't expect you to be able to pull mountains and rivers, my friend!When you come back, how should I face you?

Abe Seimei, a mysterious man!

The author has something to say: =V= Hehehe, thank you for your collection, it seems that everyone likes it very much, so let’s continue, fluttering——