Chapter 12: The Smiling and Proud Wanderer

Su Yanyue took the music score and watched it carefully, but when she saw it, she was frowning. Tang Jinlou looked at her worriedly, but she saw that she had been looking at her for a long time and was slightly sweating on her forehead. Le Hou and waited impatiently and shouted, "Have you finished reading it?" Su Yanyue came back to her senses and handed the music score to Tang Jinlou in a daze, saying, "Cousin, I, I can't." Tang Jinlou looked at her worriedly, but her eyes were actually a little hollow, full of worry and fear, and even a little despair. She knew that she had consumed too much in this short moment and had damaged her mind.

Tang Jinlou said with distress: "If you don't succeed, what's the big deal? You have to have a good rest." He helped her to Master Dingyi sit down and asked Master Dingyi to take care of him, and then came over.

The only time Tang Jinlou listened to the song "Swordsman" was outside Hengshan City. At that time, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng played the piano and flute together, which fully performed the song. At that time, they were next to the waterfall, but under the playing of the piano and flute, even the sound of the waterfall could not cover up the sound of the piano and flute. This was not because the two of them deliberately showed off, but because the song was too exquisite. When the two of them urged their hearts, their internal strength naturally became vigorous.

Su Yanyue obviously had a little lack of accomplishment in the piano, but she wanted to help Tang Jinlou, so in a short time, she was so hurt and exhausted.

Tang Jinlou glanced at Le Hou and thought, Yan'er had been learning piano since elementary school, but she could not play the piano part of the Smiling and Proud Wanderer. But is there anyone in Fuzhou City that has this ability?

Bu Chen smiled and said, "Tang Jinlou, I can invite you the most famous zither in Fuzhou City now. How about it?"

Tang Jinlou frowned and said coldly: "Thank you so much."

Suddenly the previous disturbance sounded again: "What else do you want to ask for? This kid clearly delays the time. It must be the Evil-Breaking Sword Score. What are you talking about with him?!"

Everyone had no doubts now that this person was definitely here to go against Tang Jinlou. His voice was erratic. He obviously had extremely strong internal strength. I don’t know which famous master could not get along with Tang Jinlou.

However, Tang Jinlou lost his anger. He asked Le Hou: "Uncle Le, is this friend also the uncle of Songshan School?"

Le Hou said unnaturally: "If that's the case, this friend is definitely not from the Songshan School, and I have never seen him."

Tang Jinlou said "Oh" and the man said again: "You little boy, don't be sowed. If I don't know the masters of the Songshan Sect, I just can't stand you as a hypocrite!"

Tang Jinlou said lightly: "Uncle Musician, I'm going to trouble you about the piano master." He ignored the voice and just thought it was not heard.

Le Hou made a look at Bu Chen. Bu Chen nodded and was about to go out when a female voice suddenly said, "Slow." Everyone looked at the voice and saw a girl in Miao costume next to the woman who had always spoken to Tang Jinlou before, saying, "Mr. Le, can I watch the music score?"

Tang Jinlou was stunned. This person was actually Ren Yingying. Isn’t she afraid of being recognized? I thought of it in a flash that Ren Yingying had been masked with a black veil before, and took off her veil and mixed among a bunch of women. It was indeed difficult to be recognized.

Le Hou frowned casually, and felt a little uneasy. He handed the music score to Ren Yingying. He looked at the more than ten women together, and was really worried. He suddenly asked, "Girl. What sect are you?"

The 27 or 28-year-old woman looked at her beautiful eyes and said, "What kind of sect we are? What does it matter? Are you going to drive us out?"

Le Hou smiled faintly and said, "I dare not, Le is ready to be hasty. Many heroes in the world have not been notified. Today, Le is very welcome to come by himself, but..." Le Hou glanced at her and said, "Le just said that a demon witch entered this inn today, and I am just afraid..."

The woman didn't look at him at this time, turned her head and said to Ren Yingying, "How is it?" Ren Yingying smiled slightly, and did not speak, and handed her the score. The woman smiled, "That's nothing wrong." She threw the score to Lehou casually, and Lehou caught it. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a burning pain in her palm, heart-wrenching and unstoppable.

Le Hou roared, put aside the music score, stretched out his hands, and it was already black and red, obviously he was seriously poisoned!

Lehou was about to order to catch her, but suddenly the pain disappeared, and his hands turned from black to red, from red to white, and instantly returned to normal. He only heard the woman's princess smile: "Aren't you asking about my origin? I said it depends on whether you can understand."

Le Hou had a dark face, but bowed and said, "It turns out that he is a master of the Five Immortals Sect in Yunnan. I don't know what the girl calls Master Lan."

The woman chuckled and said, "You are so strange. Why do you care about my master's origin? Did you fall in love with me?" He said this naturally without any shyness, which was very different from the women in the Central Plains. Le Mao looked disgusted and said coldly: "Please respect yourself, girl."

The woman touched her face and said, "It's not that I was talking about you on purpose. You were still caring about the sword score just now. In the blink of an eye, I just wanted to know my origin. Do you want so many people to wait for you here?"

Tang Jinlou laughed in his heart, and he naturally guessed that this person was the leader of the Five Immortals Sect, Lan Fenghuang.

She stretched out her finger and pointed at the people in the inn. Lehou knew that talking to her was meaningless, so he said to Ren Yingying: "Girl, please." Seeing that she had no qin, she said, "I need to send someone to buy Zhang Qin."

Lan Fenghuang said, "No need." He turned his body and a member of the Five Immortals Sect behind him, holding a zither in his hand and standing in a regular manner. Tang Jinlou was surprised and thought that this might have been bought by Lan Fenghuang for Ren Yingying.

Ren Yingying brushed her long skirt and sat on the ground. Tang Jinlou pulled out the flute, and Lehou picked up the music score he had just thrown away from the ground and handed it to Tang Jinlou. Tang Jinlou shook his head slightly and said, "This music score is often watched, and has been remembered in his heart." Lehou was unhappy and handed it to Ren Yingying again.

Tang Jinlou smiled slightly and said, "Please."

Ren Yingying nodded slightly, and only heard a "ding" sound, the sound of the piano was already remembered. Together with this sound, most of the people present already knew that this was definitely an ordinary music score, not an evil-proof sword score. It was just that the two sides were at odds just now, and because of such a small music score, it seemed that the Five Yue Sword Sect was not as "in unison" as they said.

The sound of the piano is flying, and the sound of the flute is elegant.

When a jingle sounded with a sob sound, Qunhao couldn't help but exclaim, regardless of whether he could recognize the rhythm, and he felt that this song was indeed attractive.

The sound of the piano suddenly became high and exciting, while the sound of the flute was low. However, it was continuous. The loud sound was inspiring, but the low sound was continuous, low and continuous, causing people to be restless.

Suddenly the sound of the piano and flute changed, and the sound of the piano jingled, just a foil, the sound of the flute was rising and falling, as if telling a distant past. Gradually, the sound of the piano fell and was almost unheard, but the sound of the flute gradually rose higher, until the peak, and it was even higher. Everyone was intoxicated, and their minds were trembling with the sound of the flute, trembling.

After a cup of tea, the two of them finished playing the song "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", and the inn was quiet, almost enough to hear the needle. Tang Jinlou glanced at Ren Yingying and nodded slightly.

At this time, most people in the inn did not understand the rhythm, but everyone was obsessed with the look of being drunk and admired the song. Even the rude Zhou Guoqiang widened his eyes. I don’t know what he was thinking.

People like Miao Linfeng who like music are even more drunk and lost.

After a long time, everyone came to their senses and looked at Tang Jinlou with different eyes. Lehou felt embarrassed. The Fuzhou incident was actually over. He just happened to be the one who wanted to punish this boy from the Huashan Sect. Of course, he knew about the Xiexie Sword Score, and also knew that the Xiexie Sword Score was recorded on the cassock rather than a book. To him, the musical score was not important. This time, it was just to capture everyone's mental tendencies and humiliate the Huashan Sect's boy.

Unfortunately, the beauty of this music is beyond his imagination. Although he does not understand music theory, it is not easy to play this song. But because of this, the behavior of the Songshan School seems to be even more dirty invisibly.

Lehou looked at Tang Jinlou and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Miao Linfeng sigh, "The flowers fell in spring, the sound of rain, the sound of spring was splashing, the flowers were competing for beauty, the birds were singing among the other side, I was singing, life was like this, what else could my husband ask for?" Miao Linfeng bowed and said, "Young Master Tang, what is the name of this song?"

Tang Jinlou returned to the courtesy and said, "This song is called "The Song of Smiling, Proud Wanderer". "Miao Linfeng murmured, "Smiling, Proud Wandererer, Proud Wanderer." Suddenly, he clapped his hands and sighed, "What a Smiling, Proud Wanderer." He laughed loudly, turned around and walked out the door. Lehou hurriedly shouted, "Where is Mr. Miao going?"

Miao Linfeng waved his hand back and smiled and said, "Miao is feeling something, so he leaves here. Mr. Le forgives his guilt." He is in a state of ease and has gone away for a moment. Le Hou was very angry, but he had to force a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Miao is good at cultivating."
Chapter completed!