1146 empty singing "It doesn't matter if he is a man or a woman, there are no good people here.
He is just a prude."
An Junfeng, who also has a straight surname, said.
He is right about this restaurant and flower boat.
Although Miss Mengni is good at piano music, it is still a brothel after all.
How can there be serious people hanging out here?
But Fang Yiyan was like an old scholar.
He knocked on the table and shook his head and said: "That Peng Linsheng has white skin and tender flesh.
What a wonderful thing it would be if she were the kiln sister here."
And An Junfeng laughed loudly and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you are a man.
I have a habit of Long Yang and a good habit of cutting off my sleeves.
Although I don't have these habits, but when I meet such a man, it doesn't hurt to do it occasionally."
Fang Yiyan said: "That's right, that's right, it's harmless."
Kong sighed in his heart, ah, they are all stinky!
He, his real name, is too far behind them.
There are people here who are above the Golden Immortal level.
Although An Junfeng and Fang Yiyan spoke in a low voice, it was obvious that Peng Lin also heard it.
Peng Lin was sitting at a square table a little far away.
He was sitting alone in the sky and looked up.
There was already murderous intent in his pretty eyes, as if he was going to come over and fight the three of them at any time.
Although Kong had a bad temper, the governor didn't want to cause more trouble at the moment.
He stopped the two people around him and said, "Okay, okay, it's normal if the female immortal comes to listen to Miss Mengni's music and wants to gain insights from it. , don’t worry about it anymore.”
Peng Lin was extremely disgusted with Kong in his heart, and of course he would not forgive him just because of Kong's words.
However, just when Peng Lin felt that he could not bear it any longer, he suddenly heard a commotion around him.
"Miss Mengni is out" "Look, Miss Mengni" "Quick, quick, quick" Kong's position happened to be with his back to Miss Mengni, so he didn't look at Hong Mengni first, but first looked at those people shouting "Hurry up".
He thought to himself, "Why are these people so quick?"
Kong laughed.
It turned out that these people all wanted to come to send Miss Mengni to get insights from the music of the piano, so they all left their chairs, took out their mats, and quickly meditated cross-legged.
Some immortals swallowed the elixir, hoping that with the elixir and Mengni's The sound of the piano comes to break through a level Kong was amused.
No wonder people said that listening to Miss Mengni's piano music could lead to enlightenment.
Maybe it wasn't because of the music, but because of the pills these guys took themselves to reach the next level.
They spread the rumors and finally it was Miss Mengni's credit.
He then looked back and saw that in the small pavilion at the front of the building, the bead curtain was hanging down, and sitting inside was a beautiful and delicate figure.
This glance already made the man feel pity, and he wanted to hold her in his arms and cherish her.
Ichiban Although no one was seen, his shadow was seen.
Some people wanted to put the immortal consciousness into the small pavilion to catch a glimpse of Miss Mengni's face, but they found that the bead curtain was made of someone who didn't know what it was, and it could block the immortal consciousness.
When the girl Mengni came out, she didn't speak.
Of course, she was born deaf and mute, and she couldn't speak either.
She just raised her bare hands and plucked the strings at will.
The tinkling sound was like a mountain spring flowing along the strings.
The cracks in the dry rocks flow slowly Then, the sound of the piano changed again, becoming rapid, as if there were thousands of troops coming from far and near.
The sound of the piano was loud for a while, low for a while, cracked in the distance, and whispered in the ear.
Sure enough, People are intoxicated and fascinated But the feeling just mentioned is all the feeling of other listeners, especially Peng Lin, who has been completely immersed in it.
His face is alternately happy and sad, and he can't extricate himself.
The other listeners also have their own expressions.
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To describe it in one word, it is confused.
Next In one word, it means drunk The so-called good music must firstly move people, secondly, be emotional, and thirdly, it must move the heart to really move the heart.
This music has become the sound of nature, making people addicted, intoxicated, and unable to extricate themselves.
But among so many people, there is an outlier Needless to say, it is empty.
The official was a street person in his previous life, and he has never engaged in music in this life.
The music he is exposed to is pop songs.
He knows nothing about this kind of elegant music.
What is "Gongshangjiao"?
He can't even distinguish the five tones such as "Zhengyu" In fact, the officials themselves are also depressed.
In the novels I read in the past, the protagonists were all versatile in both civil and military affairs, and were good at everything from poetry, calligraphy, painting, riding, and archery.
Why don’t I understand?
Sorry, I really want to understand, and I’m obsessed with it.
Just go in, he said that his ancestors were too drunk to go in.
It's hard to say, the high official could only look left and right to see what the audience was going to say.
When he saw this, he really saw a lot of strange scenery.
It turned out that among the audience below, there were several women.
Some of them had no visible Adam's apple, and some of them had their corsets loosely tied.
Someone is wondering whether Peng Lin was born to be an airport, why is it so flat?
At this moment, I heard a clang sound as the song finished "Ah, it's over."
Sora thought to himself that it's over before he could figure out what was going on.
Looking at the audience again, I saw Fang Yiyan looking at the small pavilion in a daze, his heart no longer knowing which planet he had flown to.
But An Junfeng, the carefree "black man", had tears in his face.
"My child, cultivating immortality in the immortal world is not easy."
Ah, when he looked at Jiang Qingcheng again, his eyes were blank and he guessed, this kid must have not expected anything good.
Looking at the other people waiting, some are demented, some are crying, some are giggling, and most of them are looking at the table and meditating, as if they still want to immerse themselves in the wonderful music, are savoring the aftertaste, and do not want to wake up.
It took a long time for the audience to really wake up and sigh: "Listening to this song, I feel that my life has not been in vain.
Although I have not realized anything, we should not be so utilitarian.
This kind of natural sound is a downgrade.
It’s worth it” Here, Fang Yiyan also woke up and nodded: "It's worth it, it's worth it, let alone being demoted, even if it means death, it's worth it."
At this time, someone in the audience shouted: "One more song, one more song" An Junfeng also shed tears and shouted: However, as soon as the bead curtain moved, a maid with a small cherry mouth came out.
Everyone's shouts stopped immediately.
They all looked to see what the maid was doing, but they didn't expect that as soon as the maid came out, she walked straight to Kong and bowed her head to Kong.
Kong was shocked, what are you doing, why do you want to rob sex?
But the problem is obviously much more serious than robbery.
Just listen to the maid say: "This senior, Miss Mengni said that anyone who listens to her playing the piano will definitely have something in their mind.
She wants to ask this senior, what did you think or feel just now?"
"I" Kong scratched his head.
Although he was thinking about whether Peng Lin had breasts or not, he couldn't say that.
He had to cough and said: "Indeed, Miss Mengni's piano music is so moving and makes people fascinated.
I As if coming to a place In the green grassland, I saw a mountain spring.
When the sound of the piano is low, the mountain spring is small.
When the sound of the piano is loud, the mountain spring is big.
The mountain spring becomes larger and smaller.
When the mountain spring is big, it is like a rushing river and the sea is rolling.
When the mountain spring is small, it is like a child peeing.
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A trickle" Everyone fainted when they heard this.
Do you have such an analogy?
An Junfeng and Fang Yiyan despised them in their hearts and regretted sitting at the same table with this vulgar person.
But the maid didn't smile.
She turned around and went back to report to Miss Mengni.
In fact, when Hong Mengni was playing the piano, only two people on the field were awake, namely Kong and Hong Mengni.
So Hong Mengni saw Kong's performance and immediately asked the little maid to come out again.
Asked, "Apart from mountain springs, have you learned nothing else?"
Kong Xin said that it was not over yet and had to nod, "Yes, I am a rough man.
I didn't think of anything else except Shanquan.
Anyway, the louder the piano is, the louder the Shanquan is, and the smaller the sound of the piano is, the smaller the Shanquan is."
Before Kong finished speaking, everyone present laughed and said that this guy is really a rough guy.
He doesn’t understand anything except mountain spring.
Now the little girl spoke again, "Miss Mengni said that when she was playing the piano just now, the senior looked around and was very disdainful of her music, so she took the liberty to ask you to give her a song too."
De Kong finally understood that Hong Mengni was deliberately causing trouble for him and making herself look embarrassed.
Making a fool of yourself is making a fool of yourself, there is nothing you can do about it, why don’t you understand?
Kong raised his hand and pushed away the guqin handed over by the little girl, wanting to reject it directly.
But at this moment, Kong accidentally saw the eyes of the young man named Peng Lin.
It was a kind of disdain and contempt, as if he was aloof and extremely cold.
The eyes he looked down on all living things made Kong sting.
It should be said that Kong had always been a grassroots, and he couldn't stand this kind of look the most.
At that moment, Kong Xin thought about it, stood up, and said loudly, "Miss Mengni, I don't know how to play the strings, but I can sing.
If I want to ask the girl to play the strings, I will be embarrassed."
Hearing that Kong was going to sing, Jiang Qingcheng quickly dismissed Kong, saying to himself, "Don't be embarrassed if you are the third master.
You don't know anything about music.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing to sing?"
But Kong ignored him, strode outside the pavilion, and said inside, "This is a song I composed myself.
The girl just looked at the soundtrack.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't match."
Regardless of whether Hong Mengni heard it or not, Kong turned around, looked at Peng Lin, and sang, "You and I are both mortal, born in this world."
It's hard to run around all day long, with no time to spare Since you are not an immortal, you will inevitably have distracting thoughts.
Put morality and justice on both sides and put the word profit in the middle.
How many men have been beauties all the way?
How many birds in the same forest have become flying swallows Life is so short, why bother struggling with love?
Who can you complain to when your lover disappears?
Ask you, when have you ever seen that the world has changed for people to have the appearance they dream of?
Is it considered to have spring?
It stands to reason that this song has a gentle tone and simple melody, which is far different from Hong Mengni's natural sound.
But everyone present was silent.
Although there were all immortals here, Kong's mortal song still resonated with them.
You must know that most of them ascended from the lower world, and they all came from mortals.
The hardships of mortal cultivation, the busyness, and the countless times of putting "morality on both sides and profit in the middle" are all experiences they have experienced more than once.
Passed Of course, those native golden immortals are also mortals from the immortal world.
Who has not experienced the hardships of cultivation?
Although Kong's song is not very beautiful, and Kong's singing is not very good, every word of the lyrics resonates with the immortals present.
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As the song sang, Peng Lin's beautiful eyes turned from disdain to attention, and attention turned to surprise.
The surprise was mixed with doubts, and he was surprised that this man was not the man from Meng Lang as he imagined, but he actually had a passion for life.
Such a profound realization made him sigh in his heart, but it was the last sentence of Kongsheng, "Having the face you dream of, does it count as having spring?"
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