Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 92 The Two Girls
The carriage of the two women was right outside the door, Miss Jinshu brought the pipa, and Liu Qinghuan also changed into a long-sleeved dance costume in the carriage.

"Young master, wait a moment."

Miss Jinshu's voice was a little cold, she waved her hand and tried to pluck the strings, and after listening carefully, she made slight adjustments.

Fangzheng's eyes fell on the pipa, thoughtful.

There are many similarities between the different world and modern society, including astronomy, astrology, and writing customs, which he has become accustomed to.

musical instrument,

is also like this.

Miss Jinshu's pipa is similar to the ancient pipa, with some improvements, the sound is clear and clear, like the collision of jade and jue, straight to the heart.

"clank……"

The drizzle is incessant, and the big string is in a hurry.

"it is good!"

Fangzheng patted his hands and praised:
"Before the melody is completed, there is love first. Miss Jinshu is so clever, I admire it!"

Originally, it was just a moment of curiosity, but now he is really interested and wants to see the level of music and dance in this different world.

He had heard the performances of several so-called 'musicians' in Gu'an County, and it was almost impossible to catch his eye.

This is also normal.

Modern society has developed music for many years, and communication is convenient. Both performance skills and music scores have reached a certain extreme.

Even musical instruments can be tuned to a level as fine as hair by machines.

Every syllable is extremely precise.

This was far from possible in ancient times.

Fangzheng has seen real ancient scores, and there are also recordings of musical instrument masters playing decades ago in the school. Even at his original level, he can hear the flaws.

In terms of skills, you can still rely on exercise to make up for it. The noise on the instrument is limited by the technology at the time, and it is inevitable anyway.

Miss Jinshu stopped what she was doing, and looked up:

"Master, do you know musical instruments?"

"Understood."

Fangzheng stretched out his hand to signal:

"You two, please."

"Yes."

Miss Jinshu lowered her head, lightly clasped the pipa with her hands, and Qianqian's ten fingers were like peeled bamboo shoots, delicate and slender, gently plucking on the strings.

"Dingling..."

There was a sound like jade hitting.

Ethereal and transparent, it lingers in people's hearts.

Fangzheng sat up straight, with a little surprise in his eyes. Miss Jinshu's pipa doesn't look very good, but the sound quality is surprisingly good.

and……

Her hands are very steady, and her control of the rhythm is even better. This is also a relatively top pipa player in modern society.

Do not!
Should be even stronger.

"clatter!"

On the other side, Liu Qinghuan moved lightly, her long sleeves half covered her cheeks, her delicate body was slightly shorter, like a willow twig swaying in the wind.

She is as light as a swallow, soft as fluff, her delicate body swaying in the field, waving her long sleeves, like a butterfly among flowers, gurgling water, and a bright moon in a deep mountain.

The sound of the pipa blends perfectly with the dancing posture, which makes people's hearts fluctuate.

The voice is getting faster,
Liu Qinghuan's figure danced faster and faster, her skirt fluttered, her wrists flowed, and her eyes like water waves were full of affection.

Suddenly, the long sleeves were thrown away, like a lotus flower blooming. With the shaking of her hands, the petals were layered on top of each other, without beginning or end.

The music suddenly became high-pitched.

Such as piercing clouds and cracking stones.

The dancing posture became anxious again, the long sleeves rose to the sky, and the figure was hidden in it, looming and hazy, making people feel out of reach.

Gradually.

The sound of the music softened, and the dancing posture converged accordingly.

"Zheng..."

Jin Shu tapped the strings lightly, got up and saluted with Liu Qinghuan:
"A poem of six divinations is dedicated to the son, and may the son be blessed with heaven."

"You two are welcome."

Fangzheng got up and stretched out one hand:
"The music is beautiful, and the dance is also beautiful. How fortunate it is to see the performance of the two of you today. For the sale..., just follow the ten taels of silver that Miss Liu said."

He is not short of money, ten taels and twenty taels don't matter to him, what is a few taels of silver to enjoy this kind of performance?
The beautiful eyes of the two girls lit up, and they hurriedly saluted again:

"Thank you sir."

"Wu Hai."

"exist."

Fang Zheng beckoned to Wu Hai, who was distracted, and said:

"Go to the storeroom to get a set of porcelain for the two girls. Fang often travels far away, so he should celebrate the two girls' housewarming first."

"Yes."

Wu Hai should be.

"How does this happen?" Jin Shu hurriedly shook his head:

"Young master, there is no need to spend money."

"It should be." Fangzheng said with a smile:
"In the future, Fang's house will have to be troubled by the two of you. A set of porcelain is nothing. Besides, Fang wants to see the performance of the two of you again."

After some persuasion, the two women thanked and accepted.

When Wu Hai came back with the porcelain, he looked shy in front of the two women, not even daring to raise his head, but there was an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

It is also good to speak with such a beauty.

"actually……"

He stammered:
"Our owner's erhu is pretty good too."

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan smiled casually and said:
"How is it better than my sister?"

She only thought that Wu Hai was turning a corner to flatter Fangzheng, and wanted to say something in front of the two of them. They had a lot of experience with this kind of thing.

Also do not care.

"This……"

Wu Hai thought about it seriously, and said:
"The owner should be better."

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan froze when she was about to turn around and leave, but when she turned around, she looked serious:
"I do not believe!"

"It's true." Wu Hai hastily swore:

"My boss played the erhu, and I wanted to cry immediately. Although Miss Jinshu plays that instrument very well, but...it always feels worse."

?

Before Liu Qinghuan could speak, Jin Shu suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Zheng, her beautiful eyes brightened under the gauze:
"Mr. Fang, can you let Jin Shu see it?"

"This..." Fangzheng looked at the sky:

"It's a bit late, isn't it?"

"It's okay." Liu Qinghuan knew her sister's persistence in this aspect, and hurriedly said:
"We're staying in a restaurant, and we've already reserved a room. We can just go there later. Mr. Fang, can you play a song for us to listen to?"

When it comes to the end, it's a bit like being coquettish.

"That……"

Fangzheng thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Fine!"

He also has some technical itch, and who doesn't want to show off in front of beautiful women, the peacock will open his tail in exchange for the favor of the opposite sex.

When he took out the erhu he bought at a high price, Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up immediately:
"What a delicate Xi Qin!"

The erhu is also known as Xiqin. Few people learn it in the Jiaofang Division. First, it is habitually regarded as rustic, and second, the sound is not pleasant, and there is always a sense of desolation, which does not meet the needs there.

The two girls had never seen such a beautiful Xi Qin even in the Jiaofang Division, and they were looking forward to the next performance for a while.

of course,

Liu Qinghuan was the first to say no to Jin Shu.

Fangzheng put the erhu away, thought for a while, and the song "Horse Racing" came to mind.

Horse racing is considered a famous erhu piece, which requires certain technical requirements for the performer, but it is only a fourth-level piece in the amateur grading examination.

Like Erquan Yingyue, it is level nine.

The melody of Erquan Yingyue is simple, and the fingering is not complicated. It seems that it is not difficult to learn, while horse racing seems to be more demanding for beginners.

This actually involves the issue of music appreciation. Playing a musical instrument is not juggling, and it is not enough to have skillful fingers.

There is also an understanding of music theory.

of course.

Only after you have completed your studies can you understand why a famous song is a famous song. The fourth-level horse racing also has its own unique features, and it is not a matter of rating.

"Zheng..."

Then Fangzheng's fingers trembled slightly, and a cheerful voice burst out. Obviously there was only one person and one erhu, but he showed the momentum of thousands of troops.

Erhu has only two strings.

But in Fangzheng's hands, the voice is ups and downs, continuous and free, vividly expressing abundant emotions, especially the slides played by him are even more amazing.

Since he practiced martial arts, his skills have improved a lot.

A few days ago, I was so strong that I even increased my erhu performance a lot. The stability of my fingers could make the master feel ashamed.

After a while.

Fangzheng put down the erhu slowly.

"The lingering sound lingers for three days." Jin Shu's voice was erratic, and the beautiful eyes looking at Fang Zheng under the gauze became brighter, and he praised:
"Mr. Fang's accomplishments in Xiqin are the only ones I have seen in my life, and I admire them!"

"Yes."

Liu Qinghuan also looked dull:
"You play Xiqin so well, why do you stay in such a small place?"

"The two are not bad." Fang Zheng said with a smile:
"No, I came to Gu'an too..."

"Peng!"

A muffled sound from far away interrupted his voice, followed by some chaos, noise and even roaring.

"what?"

Surprised, Fangzheng stood up:
"what happened?"

Wu Hai rushed to the courtyard in a hurry, climbed to the roof a few times, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and shouted:

"Boss, it's on fire over there!"

"Seems to be……"

"The direction of Linghu's house?"

The Linghu family?
Didn't the Linghu family all go to worship their ancestors?
Is it possible...

Is it because the masters at home are not around that someone stole the lair?

In such a short period of time, the flames have soared into the sky, and the situation over there can be imagined.

Fangzheng frowned, walked to the courtyard, listened a little, and the expression on his face became serious.

riot!

He had encountered this kind of riot before. When the Blue Wolf Gang was besieging the city, some people sneaked into the county to wreak havoc, that's it.

But tonight was not as loud as it was then.

but……

Judging from the clearer and clearer voice, this side may not be affected.

"Master Fang."

Jin Shu's voice is urgent:

"It's getting late, let's go to the restaurant earlier."

"Yes, yes." Liu Qinghuan also showed panic on his face:
"I heard something wrong with the sound."

"You two..." Fangzheng thought for a while, but didn't say much, nodded and said:
"Be careful on the road. It seems that some villain has come to the city tonight, but there should be no big problem if there is not much movement."

"it is good!"

The two girls nodded hurriedly, picked up the pipa, put away their clothes and hurried out of the door.

Liu Qinghuan could actually drive a car.

Hearing the sound of chaos getting closer, she pulled the rein and turned the horse's head in a hurry before she could change out of the long-sleeved dance dress she was wearing.

"Da da……"

At this moment, the rapid sound of hooves sounded.

Three healthy horses appeared at the end of the street. The riders whipped the horses desperately, and when they saw the carriage blocking the road ahead, they couldn't help shouting:

"Step aside!"

"..." Liu Qinghuan raised her head, her complexion turned pale in an instant.

"Get out of the way!"

The rider yelled twice. Seeing that the carriage was still blocking the way, murderous intent appeared in his eyes instantly, and he pulled out the scimitar from his waist with one hand.

"Go to hell!"

With a low drink in his mouth, the machete slashed Liu Qinghuan violently with the help of the horse's charge.

"what!"

Liu Qinghuan screamed and forgot to dodge for a moment.

"Shh!"

Several streaks of black light shot out from the courtyard, heading straight for the rider. The force of the black light was so shocking that the rider had no choice but to slash back.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

Several short arrows fell to the ground.

Wu Hai, holding a small crossbow, rushed out and shouted:

"You two girls, come back and hide first."

These people should have escaped from Linghu's house, and the sound of shouting and chasing could be vaguely heard from behind, and they were getting closer.

"Fuck!"

The road was narrow, and the carriage was almost blocked there. The three riders couldn't go together at all, and one of them couldn't help cursing.

"court death!"

As he said that, he jumped up from the horse's back and rushed towards Wu Hai across a distance of nearly two feet.

Musha!
Wu Hai narrowed his eyes, and before he had time to react, a person appeared beside him, with the tip of a knife trembling in his hand, he greeted him.

It's the owner!
Seeing this, he subconsciously relaxed.

He knew very well that Dong's family was now a second-blood warrior, and he was one of the more powerful ones among the second-blood warriors.

as predicted.

The sword light flickered in the arena, and the two of them fought for only a few rounds before the rider was cut with blood.

"what!"

"Six sons!"

The remaining two people had no time to adjust their horses, and rushed forward one after another. One of them was holding an axe, and the other was holding a sword.

sword,
It seems to be a very common weapon, but judging from the situation Fang Zheng encountered, warriors from different worlds are rarely used.

Gein's sword is fragile and cannot be head-to-head.

Chopping is not as good as a knife, and although stabbing has a lot of lethality, it is far inferior to a spear, so it is mostly used as an ornament.

Moreover, swordsmanship is difficult to practice, like Yu Yanghong's is already rare.

Generally speaking, if the person who uses the sword is not ignorant, he is a master.

"Shh!"

But seeing the man with the sword rushing forward, the light of the sword in his palm flickered, he stabbed more than ten times in an instant, the wind of the sword howled, and the chill came to his body.

Quick Sword!

The speed with which this man drew his sword and the ruthlessness with which he used his sword made Fang Zheng's heart tremble, and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and used his sword skills to the extreme.

Second Blood Warrior?
No wonder they dared to provoke the Linghu family, but the few who fled had second-blood warriors.

Bad luck!

His thoughts turned sharply, and he didn't dare to keep his hand. Now he wielded the long knife in his hand and guarded all sides, and the Xingyi Wuxing knife, which has been tempered for thousands of years, also showed its sharpness.

After all, he is a person who has learned dozens of martial arts, and his skills are not bad.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

With one against three, although it is slightly below, it seems to be able to support for a while.

"what!"

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, one of them roared suddenly, his eyes were red like blood instantly, and the strength of the whole person's swing of the ax increased by several tenths.

Fangzheng could feel the pressure surge even more.

What kind of evil is this?
The martial arts in the other world are really evil. In addition to magic strikes and other similar things, these people seem to have a way to increase their strength dramatically, which makes people hard to guard against.

Can't wait any longer!
"call……"

Breathing out the turbid air lightly, Fangzheng's eyes were fixed, and the veins in the arm holding the knife instantly swelled, and the light of the knife that was compressed into a ball rose accordingly.

"Pfft!"

"puff……"

Into the bone marrow!

In an instant, he suddenly erupted with power no less than that of the three-blood warriors, and the raging sword light instantly shattered the three incoming weapons.

He took the opportunity to charge forward and passed a person's throat.

Blood splattered!

"Do not……"

The man with the sword opened his eyes wide and roared wildly.

"Brother, go!" The man with the ax knew that there was nothing to be done, and stepped back against the opponent, yelling wildly:
"Let's go, wait for a chance to avenge us in the future!"

As the tiger roared, it swooped at Fangzheng. The giant ax in his hand did not defend at all, but slashed wildly, forcing Fangzheng to retreat for the time being.

After one bout of energy, another decline, and three exhaustions, although the man holding the ax was brave, he only lasted for a few breaths before being hanged with a knife.

When Fangzheng rushed out of the door, the man with the sword had already galloped out through the gap.

"Humph!"

With a low snort, he jumped onto the wall in a blink of an eye, using his feet to leap forward on the wall yard and roof ridge, and chased after the horse.

Get rid of evil.

And judging from the situation just now, the relationship between these three people is extraordinary, if he killed two of them, the remaining one might not give up.

There is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days, but to be a thief for a thousand days.

That being so...

Must not let go!
Fangzheng was very familiar with the nearby roads, and the distance between him and the other party was getting closer and closer by taking the shortcut on the roof, but it was still a little bit short.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and he hastily shouted:
"Captain Luo!"

"Stop that man!"

"Oh?" Luo Butou, who was rushing to support himself, raised his eyebrows slightly, and rushed straight towards the charging horse, pressing his big hand on the head, and a huge burst of force broke out.

"Peng!"

The terrifying power of the three-blood warrior, coupled with certain skills, actually knocked the galloping horse to the ground.

The man on the horse was also thrown away.

It can also be seen that although the second-blood fighters who have penetrated into the bone marrow can explode with strength comparable to that of the third-blood, their overall strength is still somewhat insufficient.

After a while.

Panting out of breath, Fangzheng stopped, watching Luo Butou inspecting the dead body.

"That's right."

Standing up, Luo Tutou looked dignified:
"This person is also one of the enemies of the Linghu family. Unexpectedly, on the day when the Linghu family worshiped their ancestors, the old house would be raided."

"Well……"

"I'm afraid I fell into someone else's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Logically speaking, even if it is to worship the ancestors, there will be some masters in the family, so relying on the terrain, even if the enemy comes, there will be no problem.

But this time, in order to prevent someone from destroying the feng shui of the ancestral tomb, Linghu An took almost all the masters away, and all the people who stayed at home were old, young, women and children.

The situation over there...

Terrible!

"Master Fang."

Luo Butou touched his chin and said:

"The man just now used the Destroying Wind Sword, which may involve some troubles, so you should come over later."

Now that they are partners, some things will naturally not be hidden.

Fang's face darkened.

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In this situation, the two girls are naturally not suitable to go to restaurants anymore. Fortunately, there are enough vacant rooms in the Fang Mansion, and the two girls are from rich backgrounds, and they don't mind staying overnight to affect their reputation.

After closing the curtains, Liu Qinghuan turned to look at Jin Shu, the fear on her face had disappeared at some point, and she said:

"This Mr. Fang is really strange. There are not many people in such a big house, not even a maid for cleaning."

"Ah."

Jin Shu nodded:

"Master Fang..."

"It's really unique."

"I asked that steward Wu Hai." Liu Qinghuan fiddled with her fingers:

"It is said that this Mr. Fang was born in an extraordinary family, but he fell into decline for some reason, which brought him to this point."

"Oh!"

Jin Shu raised her head, the tulle had been removed from her face, revealing delicate and picturesque cheeks, her beautiful eyes shone slightly:
"What a coincidence."

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan nodded:

"This man is not very old, and Xi Qinla's music is superb, and his tunes are even more wonderful. His martial arts have also reached the bone marrow level, and it seems that he has also mastered the art of visceral training."

"And the words in his mouth, I have never heard of them?"

"interesting!"

"This has nothing to do with us." Jin Shu bowed his head, holding a needle and thread to mend clothes:

"We came here just to live a safe life."

"know."

Liu Qinghuan nodded, took a step forward and hugged Jinshu, the two of them put their cheeks together, and murmured:
"Stay away from right and wrong..."

"As long as the two of us are together."

"Correct."

…………

In the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was called to Linghu Mansion.

Once a place of wealth and grandeur, now...

There are ruins everywhere, houses collapsed, and the flames are still not completely extinguished.

The blood on the ground hadn't been cleaned up, and weeping and crying came from all directions, and everyone they met looked gloomy.

"That's horrible!"

"Even women, children and children are not spared..."

"These people have done too much!"

"..."

Fangzheng glanced at Luo Butou, who motioned for him to wait.

"Dengdeng..."

Without waiting for many people, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside, and several figures stepped into the lobby, and a cold and chilling intent came over them.

If this breath has substance, it will make people breathe stagnantly.

Even Fang Zheng couldn't help his heart beating wildly as he looked at the leader.

Linghu Ann!
He came back overnight.

(End of this chapter)