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Chapter three hundred and forty-two piano master

Unlike geishas and courtesans, musicians do not have to show their faces.

Fortunately, I decisively learned the guqin and pipa before applying for the job. Now I am practicing music behind the curtain on the side of the lobby on the first floor. I need to get in touch with other musicians. I have to be serious in doing things. Only by being serious can you succeed. Even small things must be serious.

There are many musicians, including pipa, flute, flute, flower drum, reed and sheng, and many others that are unrecognizable. The guqin plays a very important role among them, and some of the musicians are worried about whether they can coordinate well.

Fortunately, once born and twice familiar, they successfully merged with the skills brought by being three hundred years old.

Bai Yu is thinking.

Since the sound of the flute can be combined with the wind control talent to create killer moves, can the guqin also do the same?

Just do it if you want to, and unknowingly integrate your talent into the guqin. In fact, this kind of move is not as lethal as the horizontal knife and the heavy knife, but it is elegant enough and high-level. The most important thing is mysterious. Imagine someone dressed in a fashionable suit.

It is definitely better to stand on the harp and play the harp calmly when defending against the enemy. If the enemy dies inexplicably, it is definitely better than holding a heavy sword, dancing and chattering and smashing people to pieces.

The stage hall is luxuriously decorated.

Qiongzhi Yushu is fragrant with wine, and the painted beams are splendid and radiant.

In addition to being luxurious, there are also many ink paintings and calligraphy copybooks hanging on it. After being decorated by experts, it has a luxurious and elegant temperament, which makes even a reckless person feel embarrassed to act like a hooligan.

A layer of gauze translucent curtain separates the musicians from the stage and the guests. It neither draws the guests' attention to the musicians nor blocks the sound of the music and affects the listening of the music. It is very playful.

The musicians either finger-picked or puffed up their cheeks and played hard. Unexpectedly, the musician was distracted...

Bai Yu has a high level of understanding, and he can do it lightly with his long and thin fingers, unconsciously mixed with the talent of wind control.

The strings jingled, and triple shadows were faintly visible on the strings!

Not surprisingly, the move missed.

A certain man who was a reed instrument musician who puffed up his cheeks and played fiercely found that his hair fell out from his temples...

The thread of a burning candle near the stage suddenly broke and went out...

Sister Ma, who went upstairs with a hand-held fan, swung her waist and swayed her hips to watch, which made all the young men feel excited. Suddenly, the handle of the small fan separated instantly, the cut was smooth, and it was no more than a hair away from Sister Ma's fingers.

On the stairs, Sister Ma was holding the fan handle and was very unhappy.

"Look at what Xiangwu Zhai sells. They break after just a few days, profiteers~"

After saying that, he bent down to pick up the fan.

Downstairs, looking at the protruding roundness caused by bending over, all the men swallowed their saliva. Sister Ma stood up and hummed, shaking and twisting three times, and went upstairs, leaving eyeballs all over the floor.

Among the musicians, a certain snake lowered his head and did not look at the musician who was dazedly touching his temples.

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The great demon who has reached the perfect state in the demon elixir stage wanders around the world.

It is possible that an ordinary person could be trampled to death by accident. They were too weak. Bai Yu tried hard to control himself not to use his killing move, otherwise the wind blades would fly around and the entire brothel would turn into dust in the blink of an eye.

At night, when the brothel lights are first lit, it is the busiest time.

There is a lot of traffic in front of the door. No matter what the relationship is, you must take into account the courtesy of each other. It is lively and lively. Officials and dignitaries, literati, wealthy businessmen, wealthy people, all kinds of people gather in the city for the last time to live a happy life.

Count one day.

"Oh~ Mr. Feng~ Miss Youyou misses you so much that I almost miss you. Why did you come here today~"

"Mr. Zhang~ The girls all say that you are charming and charming~"

"Isn't this Daxia Dou? There are few visitors, so you must have a good time tonight~"

Sister Ma and two other well-rounded women stood at the door to greet the guests. Everyone who came to the door could basically recognize their identity and surname, which showed that the three of them were not just people with empty reputations.

The dancer hasn't performed on stage yet, so it's time to play some light songs.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and the quiet and elegant flavor actually appeared in this romantic place. It had an unearthly atmosphere. Since people offered a high price of ten taels of silver, they should repay the skill for the price of ten taels of silver.

The bright moonlight fills the palace with white, and the music of the piano is perfect for the night.

The hall illuminated by countless good candles was filled with people coming and going, the guest tables were gradually filling up, some were drinking tea, listening to music, or hugging girls and drinking flower wine. The young man and the turtle skillfully shuttled among the crowd, and the fragrant wind blew with enthusiasm.

Hospitality.

The only bad thing about working as a musician is that you have to stay up late at night.

Fortunately, there is no need to play all the time. When there is no dancing, several musicians each play a piece of music to kill time.

This is just the front yard. There is also a small stage in the back yard. It is said that some kind of indescribable dance is performed, and the musicians who perform are all experts in Mi Mi music. It is the favorite place of many big shots.

"It's good to be a musician. It's not tiring." A snake sighed with emotion.

There are both men and women among the musicians, some are young and some are old, and they usually don’t talk much.

There is no way, musicians have a low status and are just better than slaves. Except for Bai Yu, all of them are musicians and have been registered with the government. Their salary is not high and they dare not run around. They and skilled craftsmen are both low-income people. They were still doing well more than a hundred years ago. I don’t know.

How come everyone is divided into different levels? It's weird.

A group of dancers quickly came to the back of the stage, and the troupe manager greeted them and prepared to dance for the fun.

"Cheer up, everyone! Get ready to dance~!"

The music was played, the dancers began to dance, and Bai Yu played the piano seriously.

The luxurious nightlife begins.

The guests either quarreled, recited poems or composed poems, or even indulged in drunken debauchery, acting out the appearances of all living beings, and each staged their own unique life drama. The scholar who had a crush on a certain girl, the wealthy businessman who wanted to spend money to redeem the oiran into his family,

Officials who want to get acquainted with the big families in the city through brothels, as well as heroes who get money from nowhere and squander it as they please.

In Bai Yu's eyes, they are no different from the old lady selling sesame seed cakes.

A life lived in a short drama, but this is also where life is. It is passed down from generation to generation, but what is passed down is not the soul but the flesh and blood. How interesting.

The full moon illuminates the pale blue night.

Viewed from a high altitude, the outline of the city appears on the pitch-black land. There are dots of lights in the city, with only the hooks and brothels brightly lit. When you lower your height, you can still hear bursts of music and laughter, and the smell of wine is mixed in the wind.

A snake was meditating while playing the piano.

Bai Yu understood that he had not surrendered to the human race and bowed to the human race, nor was he a dog of heaven.

But I had no choice but to do it. Through the Chunyang classics, I learned that ascending from this world is the heaven of heaven. It can be regarded as the heaven under the jurisdiction of the small world and the prosperity of humanity. If you show domineering and ignore the heaven and earth and despise the way of heaven, what is the difference between seeking death?

It's best to keep a low profile before ascending.

If you want to survive, you must recognize reality and not live in your own delusions.

It's important to understand your own status. Don't imagine how powerful you are or how to blow up the sky. Don't always say stupid things like fighting against the sky and the earth. You were born in this world. This world gave birth to you and raised you. There are countless millions of people who exist in this world.

After hundreds of millions of years, a mere creature can still destroy the world?

Recognize the situation, endure it honestly, and quietly be Voldemort is the right path.
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