Immortal Way Retrograde

Chapter 282 The luthier of the Yuelingqin
I have to say that this Spring Painting Workshop is really a place that does not use spirit stones as spirit stones, and the entrance fee alone costs 100 yuan of spirit stones.After entering, the seat fee will be calculated separately. There are three floors in the stands of Chunhuafang, and each floor has a different viewing experience.

On the third floor, there are only small rooms separated one after another, and customers cannot see each other.The second floor is a normal stand with tables and chairs, and a fruit plate on the table.Of course, whether it is the second floor or the third floor, an additional seat fee is required.

The first floor is the most crowded and messiest floor. They need to look up to watch. The waiters here on the first floor will not provide them with any service, not to mention the fruit plate and eating and drinking utensils, even the table. There are no chairs, and guests on this floor can only stand.Those who came later were even worse. They couldn't squeeze in the front, so they could only stand at the back and watch from a distance.Similarly, guests on this floor do not need to pay any additional fees.

What most people don't know is that there is such a special layer in Chunhuafang. This layer looks like a dark curtain to other people. Few people can think that there is actually a dark curtain behind the curtain. stands.

There are not many rooms on this floor, and there are not many guests. Before entering the room, Jun Luo simply counted them, and there are only five rooms in total.

Presumably the guests here are for special guests.

At this time, Jun Luo was looking at Nie Feng and Fang Shuo who were lying on the floor through the black curtain, but she just stared at Fang Shuo for a while, and Fang Shuo turned his head.

According to what the maid said, Fang Shuo should not be able to see her, but somehow she felt that Fang Shuo was looking at her.The sight of the two people meeting through the curtain deepened this special feeling.

In fact, Jun Luo's subconscious feeling is not wrong, Fang Shuo is indeed looking at Jun Luo.

Others may not be able to see anything from the outside, but in Fang Shuo's eyes, everything is clear.

Fang Shuo slightly hooked the corners of his lips, the little girl was a little helpless, and actually sat on that floor.

Not long after, Fang Shuo turned around and answered Nie Feng's question in a non-trivial way, "It's nothing, I just think that the design of this Spring Painting Workshop is a bit ingenious."

Nie Feng used a kind of 'Do you think I'm stupid? ' stared at Fang Shuo for a while, but Fang Shuo didn't say a word anymore. Out of curiosity, he also glanced in the direction where Fang Shuo's eyes fell.

I was even more puzzled, isn't it just a black curtain, what's so interesting about it.

With all kinds of puzzles in my heart, the performance began.

I saw the white tent on the slant above, suddenly there was no wind, and it seemed to be misty and misty. At the same time, with the slight shaking of the tent, moving music slowly sounded behind the tent.

After listening roughly, Jun Luo knew that there were probably no less than seven or eight kinds of musical instruments behind the scene.

Even the tent was slowly opened, only to see the mist and no one could be seen. After about a dozen breaths accompanied by the music, the mist thinned a lot, and then revealed one after another delicate faces.

Jun Luo listened to the melodious music and looked at the stunning faces one after another. She seemed to understand why the fees here were so high.

When this level is reached, I am afraid that the cost of inviting a husband will cost a lot.

After all, Chunhuafang is not doing charity, and it still has to make some money in addition to paying back its capital.

The music is really nice, and even has a bit of reassuring effect.

It's not an exaggeration, but among these musicians, there is indeed a sound repairer, and it is obvious that this sound repairer is the pillar of the team...

Jun Luo couldn't help thinking of the gossip she heard in the teahouse before coming here, but the actual situation she saw now was completely contrary to that news.So is there a problem with the news, or a problem with Chunhuafang.

But even so, Jun Luo still felt that the fog on the stage was a little too big, so big that it was almost impossible to see the faces of the musicians on the stage.

"Do you release such a huge fog every time you perform?"

The maid not far away shook her head, with a faint puzzlement in her eyes, "No, [-]% of the bodies of these musicians will disappear soon after the opening, only the footsteps are faintly foggy, which generally does not affect the viewing experience. .

But today, it was probably an accident, or something went wrong with the person who arranged the scene. "

Jun Luo stared at the maid for a while, and then confirmed that she might really know nothing...

"When I came here, I heard that three people in your Chunhua workshop have disappeared, and one of them is Yueling luthier. So is the person playing the Yueling luthier below another Yueling luthier in your shop?"

The maid smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I'm just an ordinary server, and I don't know the specific situation here. But as far as I know, there is indeed only one Yueling luthier in our building.

As for the disappearance of the luthier you mentioned, I have never heard of it. "

Jun Luo couldn't judge whether the first half of her sentence was true or not, but when she spoke the second half, her eyes flickered obviously. It can be seen that the waiter's words were not all true.

But Jun Luo can understand, after all, this waiter is a person in the building, and she still wants to make a living here, so it is naturally impossible to shake off everything she knows about a female cultivator who has nothing to do with her.

By doing this, she was just protecting herself.

At the same time, some people who tried to come to see the fun were also dumbfounded. Although they couldn't see the real face of the person who was playing the Yueling Qin, the Yueling Qin did sound.

Its voice is melodious and clear, and there is a hint of gentle spiritual power flowing through it, cleansing everyone's body and mind.

This made many people fall into a tangle. Some people think that this person may be a foreign aid hired by Chunhuafang, but it is clear from the style of the piano sound that it is the same person from before. Some people think that the person who plays the Yueling Qin is a luthier they are familiar with. , but since they are all old acquaintances, why should they cover their faces with fog.

Right and wrong, black and white, true and false, all things are interspersed together, making others fall into confusion.

Even Nie Feng was puzzled, "What the hell are they doing, it's obviously Yue Lingqin luthier himself."

Fang Shuo suddenly said something irrelevant, "Yes, and no."

Nie Feng "???"

If it wasn't inconvenient to do it in public, he would definitely have a fight with this person in front of him. If he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't say anything. Saying something ambiguous would make him feel uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)