"Look at that... that fairy city is far above the clouds, that little one, and the sun is shining next to it~~"
"The sun shines, shines in sixteen directions, sixteen directions, where is it? There is light in the southeast, northwest... The golden light shines on the green tiles, the dripping pearls are inlaid on the jade bed, and the jade spring is hanging upside down, pattering Fairy dew falls on the screen window..."
The old blind man in the room was playing and singing for half an hour.
Tang Zhao was drinking tea and listening. He felt that although he didn't drink a few sips of tea, he was already full.
There's no way...this word is too watery!
This was the first time for Tang Zhao to listen to the entire Xianzi music in its entirety. He thought the melody was pretty good and could be considered melodious and melodious, but the words came back and forth and contained very little information. It took me a long time to sing a little scene, and I went back and forth with various adjectives in four or sixty-eight sentences. There are also many words that sound familiar, but I don’t know if they were copied from other jobs.
Tang Zhao had heard storytellers in a bookstore before, and he felt that the storyteller was already very good at telling stories. He spent the whole afternoon talking about details without giving any plot. Who would have thought that playing music would be even worse, and there would often be inexplicable and unreasonable sentences popping up, just to make up for it. Those four or sixty-eight sentences, you really dare to say anything just to rhyme.
If he were here alone, he would want to finish his tea and leave. But the purpose of his staying here is to accompany the old blind man and protect him from harm. So Tang Zhao pretended to listen with interest. After all, the person opposite was already a little anxious. If he showed impatience, the other person might become twice as angry and overturn the table.
Seeing that the people next to him looked increasingly impatient, Tang Zhao finally said: "Old sir, I have been singing for so long. Stop and have a cup of tea to moisten your throat before singing."
The man suddenly turned around and stared at Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao did not look back, but said in a leisurely manner: "Whether you sharpen your knife or chop wood, the old gentleman is old and has lost his strength. He might as well take a rest."
The man said coldly: "The reason why I lost my strength is because I sang too many words. I would have finished singing if I deleted all the nonsense. Old man, you wasted several hours of my life..."
Tang Zhao said directly: "Your Excellency, you may have misunderstood. These xianzi songs are all like this. This is how the old man learned it and sang it this way. Especially this is an uncommon piece that he doesn't often perform, and the lyrics are not familiar to him. You can still remember every line you sing along from the beginning, but you may not be able to remember it when you sing it from the middle. In this case, it would be difficult to ask him to delete or revise it. This is the same as the principle of endorsement. As long as you have memorized the book, it will be regarded as I know this truth. Why not listen quietly and finish it in one day. Do you have other important matters?"
The young man looked gloomy and said, "What does it have to do with you whether I have memorized the book or not? Who are you teaching?"
Tang Zhao suddenly felt too lazy to respond to him.
He used to think that this person was from a good background and was either rich or noble, but now it seems that he is just average. If he comes from a good enough background, he should have the most basic training - people who are not swordsmen should maintain respect for swordsmen.
Don't say that anyone is too high-born to be used to seeing swordsmen, so he can be dismissive. No matter how high your background is, can you still be taller than Wang Fei? Wang Fei was also very polite to Yun Xiyan, a swordsman who was familiar with him and was just starting out. Especially in one-on-one situations, ordinary people who offend a swordsman are looking for death, and there is no place for justice after death.
With this young man's attitude, if it weren't for Tang Zhao being so different, he would have died.
Of course, Tang Zhao felt that it was more likely that he did not recognize that he was a swordsman and thought that he was also a peer with magic weapons and magic weapons. After all, because the sword elephant was special and could create phantoms at any time, Tang Zhao did not seem to be wearing a sword.
If this is really the case, it seems that he is of a lower level. Not only is he uncultivated, he also has no knowledge.
Tang Zhao raised his hand gently, and the teacup flew steadily towards the old blind man. He held the teacup with his inner strength, slowly, as if hanging by a thread, and made a gentle "chichi" sound when he reached the old blind man's side.
The old blind man had sensitive ears, and when he heard the wind, he naturally caught it. The water glass stopped steadily without spilling a drop of water. He couldn't see it, but he only said that it was Tang Zhao who handed it to him with his hand. He quickly stood up to express his thanks and took the opportunity to drink tea to soothe his throat.
Although the man next to him was facing each other sideways, he could see clearly. His eyes shrank, and he recognized that Tang Zhao's hand was not the use of Gang Qi, but the use of internal force. If the Gang Qi itself has energy and acts as a support almost physically, it would only be enough to complete this move. The internal force is soft and fragile, and it is not easy to even release it. To be able to do this move means that you have mastered the internal force to the point of perfection. .
If the other party doesn't know Gang Qi, I know he is a top knight based on this skill, not to mention that the other party doesn't know Gang Qi?
The young man thought about the flame that Tang Zhao had turned into black coal with his hand just now. The more he thought about it, the more unfathomable it became, and everyone fell silent for a moment.
Tang Zhao handed out the tea cup again and said: "You really don't want to drink some tea? You have also seen that I have no ill intentions towards you. Even if I have any ill intentions, it is not because of this tea."
This was Tang Zhao's last show of good will, and the other party said in a muffled voice: "No need, I never eat or drink outside."
Tang Zhao took back the tea cup, put it on the tea stove, made a clanging sound, and said, "You are a person who never looks at people and speaks?"
The other party was slightly startled, and Tang Zhao said: "Your Excellency never looks at people when you speak. He never even faces people face to face. He is either turning his back or turning his face sideways, always giving me half a head. So that I can't even see your facial features. It’s difficult. At first, I thought your eyes were not very good and you couldn’t see people. It’s normal for this old gentleman to speak without looking at people. Why do you never look straight at others? You know, this gesture is very rude. .Who taught you this?”
The young man was about to turn around, and Tang Zhao shouted: "Just stay here!"
Just hearing a "cluck", the man didn't react at all. The band that bound his hair had been quietly broken, and half of his hair hung down.
His eyes widened, and he didn't even know what kind of hair tie it was. He didn't feel any internal force or energy, and he had already walked around the gate of hell.
How can his eyes catch up with the speed of light?
Tang Zhao's self-cultivation is pretty good. If he were just a little off, it wouldn't be half of his hair that would fall out, but half of his head. People who get along with him will not irritate him as long as they know a little bit about good and evil.
He poured another cup of tea on the ground and said: "No matter how arrogant you are by nature, I believe that you are not hiding your head and tail just to despise me. You must know that I can kill you at any time."
The man took two steps back and approached the door with the intention of running away. Tang Zhao seemed unaware and said: "So I guess this is your instinct, right? You don't want to breathe to the other person, and which room are you entering?" You never sit down or touch anything. The old gentleman's house is so cramped, but you would rather stand than lean against the wall. Are you so repellent to all kinds of contact? Is it because you have severe mysophobia? Or are you afraid of others? poison?"
The man didn't say anything, and Tang Zhao said: "I think it's the latter. Why do you think you'll be poisoned at any time? Are you being hunted and in danger? I don't think so. You're not too nervous, but you're trying to avoid being poisoned. The habit has been engraved into the bone marrow. Are you a member of the Five Poison Society?"
You know, Jiao Feng had reminded him not to eat, touch anything, or even talk to anyone face to face when he arrived at Jingzhe Villa. These are all good advice, so Tang Zhao naturally listens to them, but it is difficult for him to pay attention every time. He has to be alert all the time. How can it become a habit like this person?
This must be the reaction of someone who grew up among poisonous people. In the surrounding area, the most likely person to have this reaction is the Five Poison Society.
The man's breathing became more rapid, and Tang Zhao said, "Or maybe you are from Jingzhe Villa?"
Tang Zhao's guess was also based on the Black Spider Villa, which is one of the top powers in the Five Poisons Association. Black Widow is also young and promising. In her early thirties, she is already the owner of the first villa and the next owner of Jingzhe Villa. One of the candidates. But even she doesn't have a magic weapon.
For some knights, there is still hope to obtain magic weapons, and even Sanren have some in stock. But magic weapons are on another level. They are things that a well-established family can regard as heirlooms. Everyone at Black Spider Villa has I couldn't find one, but the young man was younger than the Black Widow, and his martial arts might not be as good as hers, but he could use magic weapons easily.
And...Ray.
The sword technique of that magic weapon is thunder.
Awakening of Insects.
The original meaning of "Jingzhe" is that the thin spring thunder disturbs the insects in the soil.
Because the Five Poisons were known to be poisonous, Tang Zhao instinctively thought that the Jingzhe Sword could command the insects to be an insect king. However, thinking about it carefully, he might have used the power of thunder to suppress the insects.
This magical weapon may be the magical weapon of Jingzhe Sword.
Then, the identity is easy to guess.
"Could it be that you are the young master of Jingzhe Villa?"
The man's whole body tensed up, and finally he said in a low voice: "Your Excellency is brilliant. I am Meng Huazhou."
Tang Zhao nodded and said: "I have admired you for a long time."
These words were not very polite. He had actually heard of Meng Huazhou's name. It was in the information booklet Jiao Feng gave him. He had known her for a day... maybe.
It's also strange that the images in Jiao Feng's information were all so abstract. It was really difficult for Tang Zhao to identify people by their faces, so he had to use clues to deduce the person's identity.
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But it's quite strange that the person you are about to deal with suddenly appears in front of you.
I just wonder what would happen to the Gu fight if Mr. Meng had a problem here?
Tang Zhao was just thinking about it, there was no need to add any extraneous details. It's not that if Mr. Meng dies, the Gu fight will be cancelled. On the contrary, it will lead to unpredictable changes. Tang Zhao anyway owed Black Widow a promise, it would be best to follow the process.
He did not intend to kill Mr. Meng, but he would not let Meng Huazhou find out.
Then Meng Huazhou said: "You can kill me regardless of my identity, but you want to reveal my identity. Do you want to threaten me with my family? Do you want to know the clues about Yunzhongjian? If I tell you, will you let my family go?" One person and one horse?”
Tang Zhao took a breath and said, "Have you completely forgotten what I told you?"
Meng Huazhou was a little flustered and said: "What..."
Tang Zhao said: "I just asked you to stay here, so just stay here. Don't you want to look at people's faces, and don't even listen to their words? Also, why do you think I need anything else?" sword?"
Meng Huazhou was slightly shocked, then suddenly realized, "You...you are...it turns out you are really..."
Tang Zhao sighed. This was because he was really ignorant, or it was rare to see swordsmen in the world, so he didn't think about it. He felt like he wasted half a day with a fool, and said: "Anyway, I have spent half the night with you." Although the purpose of listening to music is not to disturb the old gentleman, it should have a beginning and an end. The old gentleman cannot suffer this fright in vain. No matter what happens today, sit down, drink tea, and then finish listening to this piece of music for me. "
