The flowers in the courtyard, which are colorful but not blooming in season, are shaking under the night wind, and the gravel roads lead to the pool in the middle, and the lotus leaves in the pool are shaking with the waves. From time to time, you can see bubbles turning out of the pool.

The faint blue fluorescence slowly floats in the courtyard, and the quiet courtyard exudes a strange beauty. Even the night wind is softer than outside.

Su Qingwan held her hand tightly. This was her own choice. She had made full mental preparations no matter what she would encounter. But at first glance, no matter how indifferent Su Qingwan was, she couldn't help panic.

Ji Jingyun waved his hand to the wind chime, and the wind chime fell into his hand. He hung the wind chime in front of a mahogany door and said, "After entering, keep quiet, don't speak loudly, otherwise you will not be able to stay. Don't waste the kindness of the Taoist priest."

Su Qingwan nodded and she walked in with Ji Jingyun.

I don’t know who lit up the candles in the house. Looking around, they are all kinds of musical instruments. It seems that all the instruments from ancient times to the present are gathered here, and each one is astonishingly expensive.

"It doesn't matter, come here." Ji Jingyun walked to the bookshelves, "Only that master can help you with spiritual communication, but that master is not easy to mess with. But you can learn the music score yourself and cleanse the turbid air in your body. This is the safest way."

Su Qingwan suspected that something was wrong with her ear: "Learn the music score?"

"Learn the music scores of our demon world. That man said that musical notes are spiritual. If you learn it, you will be able to establish a connection with our demon world. Although I can't guarantee that you can see your adoptive father, you can write what you want to say into a piece of music and naturally convey what you want to express." Ji Jingyun said, "Your adoptive father will naturally answer you with music."

Su Qingwan said: "My adoptive father understands the rhythm of human beings."

She had never heard any music around her.

"The human ears are different from what we fairy hear." Ji Jingyun said, "Besides, only when you open up this barrier between human beings and the demon world can you understand the profound meaning of demon joy. This is the territory of that man, and the place with the blurry boundaries."

After Ji Jingyun finished speaking, he started to search: "Every kind of demon has different demon music. Your adoptive father is the Willow Spirit clan. Just learn the music score of this clan."

Su Qingwan thanked her with a particularly tight bound musical score.

Ji Jingyun raised his head proudly. He dared to bet that he was definitely the most enthusiastic monster in Dongcheng.

Su Qingwan opened the music score, and the music score was recorded in detail in detail, but this was also a whole book of ghost painting talismans.

Su Qingwan said: "This is different from the musical notation I know."

Ji Jingyun smiled awkwardly: "After all, it's something from our demon world. I can't help you with this. I'm not a tree demon, so I don't understand these."

Su Qingwan glanced at Ji Jingyun who was patting her shoulder with her eyes squinted.

He is a monster at least, but she is a human.

Ji Jingyun coughed twice and said seriously: "Brother, you are the one sent by the Taoist priest. I think you are born with a smart and smart look. I believe you can learn by yourself!"

Su Qingwan stared at him silently.

Ji Jingyun said strongly: "Young master, think about it a little more, isn't it just a music score? You can do it by yourself!"

The light of Lezhai suddenly darkened. When the lights lit up, Ji Jingyun, who claimed to be the most enthusiastic demon in the East City of Jiuzhou Imperial City, had already run away.

Soon, Su Qingwan received a note from Ji Jingyun. It took her a lot of time to recognize the word "Dog Crawling".

"You learn first, I'll take you back tomorrow."

Su Qingwan looked at the music score in her hand and felt that she had a long way to go.

She had never encountered such a difficult problem for her. Even if she suddenly realized that she had become a baby to give birth, she had never had such a headache. What is the writing of this?

The coil is connected to the coil, independent of each other and forms an intertwined music. After watching it for a long time, Su Qingwan began to doubt life.

Can she really learn these things?

Su Qingwan flipped back and fortunately found an annotation written by someone who picked up a pen. The annotation was written by humans. This gave Su Qingwan a moment of joy, and then Su Qingwan fell into self-denial again.

The wild and unruly handwriting like the cursive script on the plaque in the store door looked even more dizzy than the music score. After a page, Su Qingwan's eyes were filled with heavy shadows of words. She had no doubt that she would be blind if she continued to read it. Su Qingwan decided to rest.

The window was opened, the night wind blew gently, and the faint blue fireflies fell on Su Qingwan's fingertips and hid in Su Qingwan's hair.

There were some wise little things, Su Qingwan smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.

In the pond in the courtyard, under the lotus leaves, two pairs of small eyes secretly looked at the little guest who had set foot in Lezhai for the first time in a century.

"What a good-looking young man, I want to play with him."

“I want to go out and play, too.”

"But the master has not woken up yet. If he wakes up the master when he goes out, we will be made into a roasted snake."

"Yes, I was tied to a wooden stick and roasted with scorch and tender flesh."

"So boring, oh oh oh oh..."

Su Qingwan thought the window was a good place, so she simply took the music score and stood by the window, while blowing the air, while watching, she tried her best to identify every sloppy font: "Duan... Jiu?"

When the book turned to the next page, it seemed that the owner of the annotation was too tired to write, and the handwriting was a little clearer. Su Qingwan frowned slightly: "Yin Jiu."

Those who can leave handwriting on such music scores are unlikely to be mortals. So, this is the name of a certain monster.

"It's really strange, how could a monster call such a strange name?" Su Qingwan murmured, and the wind chime outside the door began to make a crisp sound. After listening carefully, it seemed like some unknown music.

The whispering voices under the lotus leaf contained some indescribable emotions.

"This young man is so awesome."

"Where did she know the name of the master from?"

"I don't know, but I just feel that she's very powerful."

"Wow, today is fifteen. Someone is calling him here. The welcome bell rang again. Wouldn't Lao Buddy be woken up?"

"Anyway, it's not that we're quarreling, what are we afraid of... oh oh oh oh oh."

Su Qingwan had no idea what consequences her unintentional call would bring. She lowered her eyes, with a complex look in her eyes.
Chapter completed!