Chu Chen and Shuren looked at the group in front of them blankly. If that kid wants to sing, just let him sing. It doesn't matter if he can sing to open the door or not, just let him try.
What the two of them didn't know was that they didn't let Gou Chen sing, not because they didn't want him to try, but because they were worried that after trying, they would never have the chance to go in again.
"Master, please let me sing. I feel uncomfortable holding it in." Gou Chen said anxiously.
"Don't sing." Gu Hai's face was stern.
If we sing it to you, we will be blacklisted forever by Grandma Qinghua.
"Why, why." Gou Chen said anxiously.
Long Wanqing, the master of fleeting time, and Mu Chenfeng are also feeling bitter at this moment. They have already told you that your songs are difficult to listen to, but you selectively don't believe it. How can you explain it?
"Because I also have a piece of music that I need you to play." Gu Hai said helplessly.
"Uh." Gou Chen suddenly became less anxious.
"It turns out that the master also has a song. You should have told me earlier. You are the master. I can't steal it from you. If your song is not good, you can't stop me." Gou Chen nodded immediately.
Long Wanqing and others sighed, this disaster was finally over.
Not far away, Chu Chen and Shuren looked at Gu Hai blankly. What kind of person is this? He is competing with his subordinates to sing. This is the first-class water helmsman.
"This song is called "Butterfly Lovers", and I will instill it into you with my thoughts." Gu Hai said in a deep voice.
Just like Yun Mo had manipulated Gou Chen, Gu Hai put a hand on Gou Chen's shoulder and transmitted the "Butterfly Lovers" he had heard in his youth to Gou Chen through his thoughts.
Gouchen is a heaven-level harp, extremely sensitive to music, and his thoughts are mixed with the sound of the harp. Others may not be able to sense it, but Gouchen instantly senses it.
After one stick of incense, Gou Chen understood everything.
Gu Hai slowly let go.
"How." Long Wanqing asked expectantly.
"It's just so-so. It's a little worse than my "Little Carrot". I can barely listen to it." Gou Chen shook his head and said.
Long Wanqing: "………………."
Gu Hai said with a dark face: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
"Ha, I don't know what it means." Chu Chen sneered from the side.
"I don't know what to say." Gu Hai frowned and looked at Chu Chen.
"You think that just a random song can open this thorn array. Humph, then this thorn array is too much of a joke. Grandma Qinghua's excuse to stop King Lu Yang will be broken by a random song of yours. , I heard that a large number of luther players from Prince Luyang’s palace came to play music, but none of them could open the thorn formation. It’s just you, one master and one servant, competing to sing. It’s a joke.” Chu Chen sneered.
Gou Chen's eyes widened, as if he wanted to refute.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense to him and play your music." Gu Hai looked at Gou Chen and said.
"Humph." Gouchen snorted coldly.
"Master Chu, do you know who this purple-robed man is?" Mu Chenfeng suddenly sneered.
"Um."
"In the piano teaching conference not long ago, he was Gou Chen." Mu Chenfeng explained.
"Gou Chen, you can get Gou Chen." Chu Chen looked unbelieving.
Turning around, he suddenly looked at Gu Hai. Gou Chen called Gu Hai his master. Doesn't that mean that Gu Hai had obtained Gou Chen, and Gu Hai was the master of Qintao?
"Ding ding ding ding, ding ding ding ding..."
Gou Chen waved his hand, and the sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the void. Gu Hai did not have the artistic conception of the Tao of Qin, but Gou Chen did, and it was a heaven-level piano with a rich artistic conception. In an instant, the artistic conception of Liang Zhu was revealed.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a cheerful woman running happily in the fields.
At the same time, within the thorn formation.
Under a towering tree, there was a tree hole in the tree. It was pitch dark inside. At this time, several dryads ran over and screamed into the tree hole.
"Grandma, grandma, the sound of the piano sounds again. This time, the artistic conception of the piano is so strong."
"Yes, this is a piano master." An old voice came from the tree hole.
A group of love tree demons quickly gathered around.
"Buzz."
In front of all the tree demons, an illusion of artistic conception suddenly appeared——
A very happy woman, laughing and running in the fields. The woman liked to recite poems and read books, and wanted to go out to study. However, it was not safe for the woman to go out alone, so she disguised herself as a man and went to the academy to study. In the academy, she met an extremely studious person. The scholar, the woman and the scholar hit it off, and the two became sworn friends. They stayed in the academy for three years, studying together during the day and sleeping together at night. The woman gradually fell in love with the scholar, but the scholar did not know that this sworn brother was a daughter. I don't know what he means.
It wasn't until one of the outings that the woman hinted to the scholar many times, but the scholar was dull and didn't notice. So she had no choice but to tell the scholar directly. Only then did the scholar suddenly realize and accept the woman's feelings, and the two fell in love.
However, it was discovered by another rich man who coveted the woman's beauty and wrote a letter home asking his parents to propose marriage to the woman's family on his behalf.
A letter from home urged the woman to go home, but the woman had no choice but to leave the scholar temporarily.
However, after returning home, the woman was locked up at home by her parents and was not allowed to go out. The woman could only write letters to the scholar.
The scholar hurried back and went to the woman's house to propose marriage.
However, the girl's parents were not willing to accept the scholar at all and kicked her out, hoping that one day they would marry the girl to a rich family.
The scholar left heartbroken, and the woman saw him off, unable to part with him and heartbroken.
The scholar returned home, fell ill with lovesickness, and couldn't afford to fall ill. He wrote to the woman, but the woman was locked up at home and could not visit him.
Soon after, the scholar vomited blood and died in depression.
When the woman found out, she shed tears every day, her eyes were empty and her heart was filled with despair.
Soon, the rich man sent someone to pick up the bride, and the sedan was carrying the woman who looked like a walking corpse.
On the day of the reception, it was stormy and miserable. When the sedan passed the scholar's grave, the woman suddenly jumped out of the sedan.
At this time, the scholar's tomb suddenly opened, and the woman jumped into the tomb regardless of her own safety.
We cannot be husband and wife in life, and we must share the same cave in death. The tomb slowly closes.
After the wind and rain, two butterflies slowly flew out from the graves of the two people. The butterflies were inseparable, flying freely over the fields -
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, grandma, my love blossoms have blossomed for more than 18 years, I'm so sad."
"Grandma, my love flower has bloomed for more than 20 years. It's so touching."
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In the thorn formation, the Love Flower Dryads are most sensitive to lingering love stories, and many Dryads are so moved that they go to their grandmother's place.
And outside the thorn formation.
The tree demon who was seriously injured by Chu Chen recovered from his injuries strangely quickly, and more than a dozen love flowers suddenly appeared on his head.
"Gu Hai, what are the names of this woman and scholar?" Long Wanqing said with red eyes.
"The woman's name is Zhu Yingtai, the scholar's name is Liang Shanbo, and the rich man's name is Ma Wencai. This is a story I have seen before." Gu Hai sighed slightly.
"Why can't Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai be together? They both died so miserably." Long Wanqing complained to Gu Haidao with red eyes.
"Didn't they turn into butterflies together in the end? No one can stop them." Gu Hai advised softly.
"Yeah." Long Wanqing nodded with red eyes.
Not far away, Chu Chen frowned slightly and stopped talking. Chu Chen was not good at playing the piano, but he could still feel the excellence of this piece of music.
"Okay, okay, the door is not open, it's my turn, I'll sing a song." Gou Chen suddenly shouted excitedly.
Gu Hai's face turned dark and he was about to speak.
"Boom."
There was a loud noise, and the thorn array suddenly opened a gap in the trembling.
"It's open, it's open." Mu Chenfeng shouted excitedly.
"Grandma allows you to go in." The tree man looked at the huge crack in surprise.
Gu Hai smiled slightly.
Gou Chen looked frustrated: "I haven't sung my song yet."
"Thank you for your performance just now. If you want to sing, okay, sing it to me later." The tree man immediately looked at Gou Chen with a smile.
"Okay, okay." Gou Chen said excitedly.
Gu Hai and his party opened their mouths to stop them, but it was too late.
"Master, he wants to hear what he wants, don't stop him." Gou Chen suddenly looked at Gu Hai expectantly.
Gu Hai was silent for a while and said: "When you sing, stay away from me so that I don't hear you."
"Okay, okay." Gou Chen said excitedly.
The tree man looked puzzled. This Gouchen is obviously a Qindao master. Why are you so disgusted with that expression?
Chu Chen frowned and looked at the gap that opened in front of his eyes. He was silent for a while and said: "The door is open. Can you also remove the poison from my subordinates?"
The tree man looked at Chu Chen, still feeling uncomfortable in his eyes.
"For the sake of the "Butterfly Lovers" just now, bring it in. There is detoxifying grass juice in it." The tree man frowned.
Chu Chen nodded.
Long Wanqing and her party put away the airship and followed the tree people slowly towards the thorn formation.
"Boom."
After everyone entered, the thorn formation slowly closed.
At the same time, King Lu Yang built a new city to guard Shenlu City, which was called "Mielu City".
In Mielu City, inside a main hall.
As Po Jun waved his hand, the entire song "Butterfly Lovers" was heard in the ears of King Lu Yang and others.
The song "Butterfly Lovers" ended, and there was silence for a while in the hall, but everyone slowly opened their eyes.
"Butterfly Lovers, yes, it is a good song." King Lu Yang praised.
Po Jun nodded and said: "Gou Chen also noticed me and used a sound barrier to isolate the sound. However, when I played the song just now, in order to let Grandma Qinghua hear it, I removed the sound barrier and I heard it again. Fortunately, I have been paying attention to Love Flower Valley, otherwise, I almost missed it."
King Lu Yang nodded and looked at the other people in the hall.
"You are also luthiers. You haven't created a decent piece of music for so many days. Look at them. They just picked up a piece and went in. Humph." King Lu Yang said coldly.
"Your Majesty, we are incompetent." The violinists bowed bitterly.
He picked it up at his fingertips, but the other luthiers couldn't believe how such a lingering and graceful piece of music could be picked up at his fingertips.
"They entered the Love Flower Valley together." King Lu Yang said calmly.
"Yes, there is a sound barrier in the thorn formation. The sound inside cannot be transmitted. I can't hear it." Po Jun sighed slightly.
"That's enough. It's enough for them to go in." King Lu Yang sneered.
"Gou Chen was obviously sent there by the man named Gu Hai, who should be the water helmsman of Yipintang." Po Jun said solemnly.
"The news from Silver Moon City hasn't come yet, which means Mr. Mo will be back soon. By then, everything will be clear. Guhai, the Qin Dao master appeared from nowhere. This name is so familiar." King Lu Yang frowned and recalled. Got up.