Dongchu Jianzhuang central platform.

The guests who were watching were almost petrified and looked at the young man in the field.

Xu Zhien trotted to the side of the woman in palace clothes, lowered her head and whispered.

He told her about the siege and killing process that night and the young man's abilities.

Mrs. Chu nodded slightly, not caring.

A seventh-level warrior who can refine qi, with her strength, she can kill her without using her hands...

The old man looked sideways, frowned, and whispered, "He's still blind?"

He suddenly advised: "Children...music is not child's play. If you have ambitions, you should practice slowly and steadily."

Wei Xiazhi smiled and nodded, "Thank you sir."

If he hadn't been awakened by the sound of the piano, and he needed this position very much, he wouldn't have wanted to compete with the old man.

The boy in white began to play.

The old man snorted angrily.

Don't lie in front of the immortals. How can this child...

"Um?"

As the young man's fingers were flying, the sound of the piano came in a torrent, filling the entire square.

Unlike most music that emphasizes gradual progression, the melody of this piece is quite cheerful at the beginning.

Listening to the melody of the piano, the old man could not help but tap his fingers on the table, following the tune played by the young man.

The old man has been playing the piano all his life, and he can keep up with it at the drop of a finger.

"Haha...it's interesting."

He wanted to predict the trend of the boy's next tune in advance, but he couldn't guess it.

Not according to common sense!

Suddenly high and sometimes low, playing randomly.

He stood up directly. He originally thought that the young man had solid foundation and a malleable talent, but he didn't expect to be so impatient.

The worst thing to avoid when playing the piano is being impatient!

Just as he was about to speak, he interrupted the young man, fearing that he would offend Mrs. Chu by playing randomly.

"Um?"

The music suddenly became delicate and continuous, unlike before.

"Um?"

"Why is the pace so fast again?"

The melody rises suddenly and then slowly falls, which matches the intro perfectly.

"Well, this part is pretty good..."

As the old man listened, his thoughts wandered to nowhere.

I remembered that when I was a teenager, I was full of ambitions and dreams, but I ran into trouble everywhere with a broken piano that cost several hundred pennies.

I remembered the fast horse sailing on the way, the beauty on my face after being appreciated, and the coolness in my heart when my piano was smashed.

I remember meeting and falling in love with my deceased lover when I was young, having children and grandchildren all over the house, growing old together, and then reciting a solo at West Bridge with no one listening...

Penetrating power!

"call!"

The old man came back to his senses with a cry, but his thoughts were taken away by the young man's music.

His song also has this effect, but when you can touch this state, you are no longer the young boy, but you are half a century old, and your lover is dying.

Just like the old man's song "Liuhua", anyone who listens carefully will be transported thousands of miles away.

This is the power of music!

Relying on the music in the ears, what is plucked is not just the strings, but the deepest feelings in people's hearts, making people travel thousands of miles away and describe their thoughts and wishes.

Most of the guests smiled and closed their eyes.

The same goes for Mrs. Chu. She kept her eyes closed except for one time when she opened her eyes to look at the boy.

The only thing that proved she was still listening was the armrest of the chair.

The slender jade finger was lifted gently, as busy as the young man in the audience.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wei Xiazhi had already stopped moving and just sat quietly on the ground.

Most people have not yet come to their senses, including Mrs. Chu herself.

Some guests wandered not far away, and Wei Xia "woke up" when Qin stopped, but they did not dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing Mrs. Chu above.

Ye Wei was used to hearing this and looked at the horse next to her, then at Wei Xiazhi, and then at the guests.

Can't figure it out.

Just this song, it’s not a big deal, right?

In fact, Mrs. Chu knew that Wei Xiazhi had stopped, but she just didn't want to open her eyes.

After half a moment of singing, she smiled and asked, "Why did it end so soon?"

"You said you were composing impromptu music, but someone interrupted you?"

"Is it because of the injuries on the body?"

Three questions in a row!

Xu Zhien was stunned at this point.

When he came here, Mrs. Chu was the only owner of Dongchu Jianzhuang. During this period of cultivation, don’t be ridiculous, he had never heard of Mrs. Chu having so many problems.

Wei Xiazhi gently wiped the blood on the surface of the piano and said calmly: "It's just a piece of music that hasn't been finished yet. I got some more inspiration today, so it's considered improvisation... It's barely half a piece."

The old man named Yu stood up tremblingly, pointed at the young man and said, "What's your name? Who are you..."

The old man seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to ask someone where he was coming from, so he did not ask further.

Wei Xiazhi stood up, clasped his fists, and sat down again, "I'm Wei Xiazhi."

Mrs. Chu was not annoyed when she was robbed of her words, and continued to ask with a smile: "Have you decided where to go? Or do you want to practice here?"

It was actually a probing tone, not to mention that this young man was only a low-level warrior.

"Mrs. Chu, Mrs. Chu, you said earlier that you wanted someone young and handsome. Deacon Xu, I don't have to fly around day and night."

Xu Zhien felt sad for these months of running around, but of course, he did not dare to say it.

According to the rules of Jianzhuang, those who enter Jianzhuang must at least gather energy and cultivate.

But it doesn't matter whether Wei Xiazhi has any cultivation level. The rules are in her hands. Who dares to say a word?

Wei Xiazhi shook his head: "I came here after traveling thousands of miles because I heard that my wife has good music. I thought that people with good music would not be too bad, so I came here to practice..."

"As for where we are going... I was surrounded and killed for no reason on the way down, and I am unable to go down the mountain for the time being."

Xu Zhien glared at Wei Xiazhi, feeling that his words were too straightforward.

Then I suddenly remembered that Wei Xiazhi was blind, and...

"That's good... In this way, Xia Zhi, I will give you the position of chief guest, and there will be no grudges outside..."

"Haha, don't think too much, I still have the ability to protect our own monks."

The young woman in palace clothes stood up and said with a smile.

Xu Zhien:......

Guests from the inner and outer sects:...

The old man smiled bitterly and then felt relieved.

The relationship between hard work and genius...is right in front of the boy.

It's just a pity that such a good child could become blind?

Wei Xiazhi didn't know how heavy this chief guest was, so he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, madam."

Guests from the inner and outer sects: "Greetings to the chief guest!"

Wei Xia Zhi:......

?

"Why are they all... people?" Wei Xiazhi didn't know what he meant, and his heart was filled with confusion.

Except for Mrs. Chu and Ye Wei, including Xu Zhien, everyone held fists together and congratulated her.

Xu Zhien was only in charge of criminal law for Madam Chu, but his actual identity was as he said, running errands for Madam.
To be continued...