Jiang Wei smiled: "Sorry, I'm just following orders."
He put the willow flute into his mouth and prepared to play, while his eyes glanced at Mu Yunhan, the medical elder, and Gu Fenglin without revealing any trace at the same time.
The passing wind leaves traces, and the passing geese leave their voices. Everything in this world, as long as it has happened before, will always leave traces.
He had long felt that there was a problem between the three people, but there was no evidence.
Since today's opportunity happened to be good and he was forced to have no way out, let's give it a try.
The sound of the willow flute can control the diseased red-skinned man, but not all willow flutes can achieve this effect.
Only a very few people have mastered the secret, and only he and Gu Mingyue are still alive.
So he would play an ordinary piece of music first. If Gu Fenglin was already awake but pretending to be sober, after the music played, he would pretend to be crazy.
On the contrary, if Gu Fenglin is not awake, he will not be affected.
The sound of the flute slowly flowed out. The medical elder was the first to jump up and ran to Jiang Wei without any concealment and shouted: "Master Jiang! Are you trying to kill my priest? Are you afraid of being killed by His Majesty the Emperor?"
Pursued?"
Jiang Wei was so annoyed that he ordered someone to drag the medical elder away and secretly observe the reactions of Mu Yunhan and Gu Fenglin.
Mu Yunhan leaned against the wall, watching all this indifferently, as if it had nothing to do with her.
Gu Fenglin's bright red eyes were looking straight at him with a scary look.
Halfway through the song, the theatergoers were still watching the show, and the people behind the iron fence were also watching the show.
The person who is acting is himself.
It's like a monkey, playing tricks self-righteously.
Jiang Wei took away the willow flute angrily, finding it boring.
"Why doesn't Mr. Hou stop playing?" Mu Yunhan showed a curious smile: "Why doesn't he move? Is your willow flute broken?"
When Jiang Wei saw her expression, he felt a surge of anger. He was just a widow from the countryside. Why did she always look at him like a monkey?
Everyone is bullying him!
He is being bullied from top to bottom!
Is it easy for him?
Not easy.
Do you want to endure this tone?
don't want!
Jiang Wei took out another willow flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips, took a deep breath, played the highest note, and looked at Gu Fenglin with a vicious smile.
He wanted to see Gu Fenglin going crazy and in agony.
It also depends on whether Mu Yunhan, a vulgar woman, is really as vicious as she appears, it doesn't matter.
However, Gu Fenglin didn't react at all, and still looked at him coldly with his red eyes open.
The woman who was leaning against the wall and watching the excitement was unmoved and sarcastically said: "Did you lose strength because you didn't eat? Or maybe you played the wrong tune? He didn't even react at all!"
Jiang Wei was angry and embarrassed, so he blew hard and blew hard.
Today he was really unconvinced and had to drive Gu Fenglin crazy!
While he was playing vigorously, a man rushed in screaming: "Oh my God! Lord Jiang, I can't do it! If you get him out, everyone in Biyun Palace will die!"
However, Tian Siji got the news and rushed over. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he rushed over and grabbed Jiang Wei's sleeve, screaming and jumping, just like an old lady in the countryside.
Jiang Weizheng was so embarrassed that he just got off the slope. He angrily waved his sleeves and threw Tian Siji away. He raised his eyebrows and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! Where are your rules? Who told you to break the rules?"