While Qingqing went out to buy specialties, Chen Qiu lived in the underworld in the yard.

In the Yanyu Tower in Suzhou, Shen, who was dressed in an extremely dignified manner, was meeting a "cookie".

Everyone in Suzhou knows that Chen Lanshen is not accepted by others, but is the one among the innocent people.

So the meaning of this regular customer is actually to be friends who are equal.

It is extremely difficult to become a friend of Shen, a peerless singer who is famous in Jiangnan.

This singing and dancing family has a light temperament. Apart from weekly performances and pre-booked dinners, there are almost no outsiders, which is extremely mysterious.

A wealthy businessman in Jiangnan spent a lot of money but failed to get a private meeting with everyone from Shen.

That is the real "money"!

I can even buy the entire Yanyu Tower.

Everyone in Shen didn't give the nouveau riche face, and was rumored to be a joke by the people of Suzhou.

As for the wealthy businessman who spoke rudely and insisted on "combing" the Shen family, he committed suicide by drinking poison on the night he went home, so naturally no one knew about it.

In short, the identity of friends who can make Shen and others find time to meet is naturally extraordinary.

"Clang~"

The slender fingers as thin as jade move slightly on the strings of the guqin. The exquisitely decorated finger covers pluck the sound of the piano, like a piece of gold and a broken jade, but there is no harshness, which makes it quite refreshing and elegant.

There is no connection between the wind blowing plum blossoms in the ninth section of the piano and the inability to stop in the tenth section.

Just like the flowing water is constantly flowing, people who don’t know much about the piano art cannot feel the slight changes between the two sections.

Everyone Shen was wearing a blue dress, with golden strolls stuck in her hair. As her body swayed slightly, the golden strolls slowly shaking.

Her dress today is extremely dignified, neither beautiful nor charming, just like a lady from Jiangnan, gentle and generous, but she looks a bit like a girl from Yaoqin.

And opposite Shen, there was a young man sitting.

It's not Zhang Lan.

The young man was wearing a long sermon gown decorated with blue and white sermons, a sermon crown, a folding fan in his hand, a jade belt around his waist, and a black footsteps on his feet.

There are pairs of bright eyes, but they are always half-closed.

His appearance is not as distinctive as Xihua Duke, but his overall facial features are very harmonious.

He seemed to be laughing all the time, and when he smiled, it made people feel like spring breeze and felt good about it.

It's like a student who has achieved success in his studies and has a strong and upright spirit in his heart.

But it's not.

He is not a student.

He is not a gangster.

Although his martial arts skills are also very good, he is even more powerful than Chen Lan.

The young man was wearing jade around his waist, but what was even more striking was the folding fan in his hand. The fan was neither Zhang Lan's slightly erotic beauty's bathing picture nor the landscape picture that Chen Qiu asked Yaoqin to paint.

Instead, it is a painting of water-colored flowers and green flowers, depicting lonely bamboos on stones and mountains, cold ponds reflect the moon, and towering mountains in the distance.

The painted color comes out from the paper, which is quite vivid.

The young man sat on the chair with a smile, swaying the fan like a scholar, while listening to the sound of Shen Jia's piano.

After a moment, the song ended.

"Ba,ba,ba"

The young master closed the flower-cup folding fan, patted his palms lightly, and exclaimed at Chen Lan, who placed his hands on the strings:

"Lan'er's song "Plum Blossom Inscription" has indeed obtained three flavors. Just this piano piece is enough to be among the masters of the world."

Faced with the praise of this young master, Chen Lan performed quite appropriately.

She nodded slightly, and as the golden steps above her head shaking, she said in a gentle tone:

"Young Master Hua Qing praised it."

"Oh, why are you and I so disagreeable?"

The young man chuckled and hit the folding fan in his hand on his finger. He said with a smile:

"You should know that I am not a young master, and I don't like this title either."

Chen Lan's face remained unchanged, she said:

"Although the young master doesn't care, I, Chen Lan, still have to show respect.

This respect is not only for you, but also for Kunlun Immortal Pond... I don’t want to get close to you, nor dare to get angry with you," he said.

"It's not just you, this man from the world keeps away from me."

Young Master Huaqing was not angry when he heard Chen Lan's words.

He still had the slow tone before, like complaining, or like complaining:

"I don't care much about the tourists in the world, but this ordinary royal family is chasing me like a fly.

Zhao Biao, the King of Huainan in the Southern Dynasty, was already a regent in the secular world and was at the highest position. He enjoyed all his wealth and honor, but he still wanted to keep looking for me. He actually wanted to learn the method of immortality from me..."

Young Master Huaqing looked at Chen Lan, he chuckled and said:

"You said this is ridiculous or not, Lan'er.

Everyone in the world knows that the road to heaven has been interrupted for thousands of years. It is ridiculous that kings, princes, generals and ministers can see clearly, but it is not as clear as the ordinary people."

He played with the fan, smiled and said softly:

"In this world, where is there a way to live forever?"

Chen Lan listened to Hua Qing’s complaints.

She didn't say a word.

Although he is a genius assassin of the Five Elements Sect and a master of the martial arts world on the 20th floor, Chen Lan is still guarded against the young master Huaqing in front of him.

His martial arts skills are better than his own, but Chen Lan is not afraid of actually starting to do it.

What she really worried about was that the descendants of these hidden sects always had some secret techniques of gods and ghosts.

The flower in front of her is one of the three hidden sects in the world and a disciple of Kunlun Immortal Pond. Although she is quite friendly to her, she has to be careful.

And Hua Qing didn't seem to notice Chen Lan's expression.

He was still complaining endlessly.

He said:

"I went to Lin'an for a few days and was having a great time chatting with Monk Yuanwu of Nirvana Temple, so I was invited by Zhao Biao, which made me so annoyed that I went back to Suzhou on a long and night trip.

But, less than a month away from Suzhou, you have created such a big battle."

Hua Qing turned her head and looked at Chen Lan. A glimmer of light shone in his half-closed eyes, he said:

"What are you going to do? Lan'er.

Could it be that you are really a witch who is afraid of the world's chaos, and you want to cause disasters in the world and let the two evils start a war?"

When Huaqing asked this question, the orchid, like a wood carving, finally had a little expression.

She looked at the young master Hua Qing in front of her with a smile, and she said:

"The little woman is just protecting herself. Could it be that the children of the immortal family can't stand what I do and will punish me? Young Master Hua Qing, will you still have to subdue demons today? In addition to me, the demon witch?"

"You have always known the righteous path and the devil path, and I don't care about these things."

Young Master Huaqing laughed, he started the folding fan, shook it twice, and he said leisurely:

"I am not a man from the martial arts world, so I don't care about this martial arts world.

I came to Jiangnan and followed the orders of my master to go down the mountain to experience the world. Although I don’t know what my master wants me to see in this world.

But since it was the request of the master, I did it with all my heart. However, the master did not tell me to participate in the dispute between good and evil."

He said quite complacently:

"Then I won't care, just make trouble.

However, Lan'er, you and I have known each other for several years, and we have also arrived in this prosperous Suzhou from Miaojiang, which is also a good relationship, so I came here to remind you...

The so-called Kun is soft and dynamic, and the most quiet and virtuous are the same. Later, he is the master and has constant, and contains all things and turns into light."

This young master read an obscure and difficult sentence.

He glanced at Chen Lan and said:

"Does Kun's way follow? He follows the heaven and moves at the same time. Do you understand?"

"don't know."

Chen Lan shook her head.

Although she didn't understand, she actually knew.
To be continued...