Magical Comic Travel

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A middle-aged man in his forties came out, looked at Mu Hantian and said, "You want to apply for a luthier? Can you play the piano?"

"That's right, it's me. As for whether you can play or not, that's up to the master." Mu Hantian said flatly.

"Well then, you come with me to meet Miss Xue Nu." The old man said, and then took Mu Hantian into the 'Concubine Snow Pavilion'

Mu Hantian nodded and followed.

"Miss Xuenv, are you asleep?" the old man asked outside a room door.

"Steward Wang, what's the matter?" A pleasant female voice came.

"It's like this, Miss Xue Nu, someone came to apply for a luthier, but it's so late, I don't want to disturb your rest." Wang Guanshi said.

"Is that so? It's okay, let him in!" Xue Nu said.

"Okay, then I'll go down first." Steward Wang withdrew after finishing speaking.

Seeing this, Mu Hantian had no choice but to open the door and enter.

"Are you going to apply for a luthier?" Xue Nu asked when Mu Hantian came in.

Mu Hantian saw the snow girl in plain white long clothes, with a graceful figure, sitting lightly and gracefully on the stool, the breeze outside the door blew her white shirt and neon clothes, and her long white hair danced with the wind, as if she had come out of the dust. Fairy-like, elegant and refined.

Mu Hantian took a few steps forward and stared at it from the side. The beautiful woman had a beautiful contour line and icy skin like a knife. She was absolutely beautiful. Her bright eyes were looking forward to life under the slender eyebrows that were curved like willow leaves. Yan, when the red lips open and close, the lovely pear nests naturally appear on the cheeks, and the long and clean pink neck is even more attractive.

Quiet and elegant, elegant like a fairy, like a fairy in the sky, Mu Hantian couldn't help thinking of a poem, and blurted out: "There are beauties in the north, who are peerless and independent. Look at the city of Qingren, and then look at the country of Qingren. I don't know the difference between Qingguo and Qingren." Allure? A beautiful woman is hard to come by."

"Miss Xuenv, I can play the piano, but applying for a violinist is just my excuse. I came here just to meet the girl, and I found out that I am destined to be with you."

Xue Nuxiu frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "I think you are here to amuse me! Since you are not a luthier, please leave, I don't welcome you here."

"Hehe, since Miss Xuenu said so, then I will still be a luthier here. I don't want any compensation, I just want Miss Xuenu to play Zhao Wu."

"Hehe, then play it for me, and let me see if you are suitable to be a luthier." Xue Nu sarcastically said.

Mu Hantian didn't mind either, and said flatly, "This piece is called "The Sword in the Qin"."

"Zheng."

Following Mu Hantian's words, a piano sound broke the silence of the space and awakened all creatures.

Mu Hantian holds down the strings with his right hand, and puts his left hand in the shape of an orchid finger. The palm is in the air, the big middle finger is facing each other, the index and middle fingers are at the same height, and the little finger is slightly higher.

The hands begin to relax, and the forearm and wrist are driven by the forearm through a series of movements. Through subtle sensations, the strength is concentrated on the fingers. At the same time, when the wrist is relaxed, a small movement occurs in the hand, similar to a small fish wagging its tail.The sound of the piano that pops up does not have a trace of chaos, dullness, and too dry, too dry sound.

Yishui Bank North Wind "Chaos"

snow chill fading

All Night Songs

Canglan looks pale

sing night to the moon

Playing the qin and hitting the building, not to repay the short

Thin rain light melancholy heart trembling trembling wind Huayan

Who was holding the sword back then, but how far was it?

Simple hand lightly plucks broken strings and pays jokes about life and death

Still obsessed with who judged fleeting years

Meet a jug of dirty wine

who stole the years