Tales of Herding Gods - 111. Chapter 111 Water Heaven Demon Dance

Qin Mu slowly let out a suffocating breath. The news was so shocking that he couldn’t help digesting it slowly.

Although the official position of Guozi Dajijiu is from the third rank, it does not seem to be very high, but it is really too important. The Tai Academy is in charge of the world’s martial arts and supernatural powers, and it is compiled into a volume. It can be said that it is a holy place in the world of martial arts and supernatural powers.

In addition, officials from Yankang State often came from Taiyuan Academy. Everyone who walked out from here can be said to be a disciple of the young ancestor, with a sense of mentor and apprenticeship.

This official position is not big, but the appeal is too strong!

Coupled with the hidden identity of the young patriarch, it would be very scary.

Fu Qingyun said, “Since the son is here, he will take a few days off and go to the Taiyuan Academy another day. But if the son wants to enter the Taiyuan Academy, he has to go through some tests.”

Qin Mu wondered: “What test?”

“The Taiyuan Academy is not a place where everyone can enter. You must become an Taiba degree before you can enter there.”

Fu Qingyun smiled and said: “The meaning of the patriarch, naturally, the son became a bachelor first. This year the assessment of the scholar is about to begin, and the son will be assessed together with scholars from all over the country. After the assessment is completed, you can enter it.”

“Thank you Sister Yoona.”

Qin Mu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile: “I haven’t got a place to stay, so I will stay with Sister Yoon for a few days.”

Fu Qingyun whispered: “It’s necessary for the son to live here, just to beware of the few little hooves in my place. They have a lot of thoughts, but they want to climb on my head and be the wife of the teacher.”

Qin Mu made a big red face and said, “Is there anything like this?”

Fu Qingyun giggled and said, “My son, you can’t stand their provocation like this. You come with your concubine, and your concubine arranges a room for you.”

The room arranged by Fu Qingyun was very elegant, but the layout in this room looked like a girl’s place, and even the blankets were fragrant. Fu Qingyun hurriedly said, “This is a place for the concubine to take a nap. If the son is not satisfied, he can change to another one.”

“No need.”

Qin Mu put the burden on the table, but Fu Qingyun still did not leave in the room, biting his bright red lips, and said softly: “Do you have any other orders?”

“No, thank you Sister Yoona.”

As Qin Mu was talking, the burden moved, and a little white fox carrying a small burden came out from inside. Fu Qingyun took a look, then turned and walked out, muttering: “No wonder, it was originally from a little fox…”

There was a drunk smell on Hu Ling’er, Qin Mu frowned, and said: “Ling’er, you drank in your bag!”

“No!”

The white fox was drunk, suddenly burped, closed his mouth quickly, then burped again, got up on his hind legs, swayed, and almost fell off the table.

Qin Mu couldn’t laugh or cry, took out an empty hip flask from his bag, and said: “Is it not yet? I have studied the Great Yu Tianma Sutra for a few days, but found a practice that is suitable for you, called good fortune spiritual power, these days have passed. I have a thorough understanding and plan to pass it to you, but in the end you get drunk again.”

The fox on the table finally planted, Qin Mu picked her up and threw her into the bed. Fox Ling’er hugged the pillow and fell asleep. Qin Mu’s escape from Yulongmen’s chase and killing was also overwhelming, and he immediately lay down and fell asleep.

At night, he was awakened from starvation, and immediately got up, but seeing that Hu Linger was still asleep, he did not wake her up.

Qin Mu took out the ointment tooth wood from the bag, washed it, and walked out of the room. There was a girl outside the door. Seeing Qin Mu’s eyes lit up, she smiled and said, “The son has gotten up. My sister knows that the son must be hungry, so I have already prepared the meal, let me stay here to invite the son to eat.”

Qin Mu thanked him and followed her to an elegant room in Tingyu Pavilion. There were bamboo beside the window, and there were pavilions and rockery pools across the bamboo, which was very quiet.

Qin Mu sat down, several girls filed in, put down the food, and it didn’t take long for the table to be filled. In the pavilion outside the window, a girl in white came with a piano, sitting in the pavilion and fiddled with it gently. After a while, several girls came again, some with a pipa in their arms, some with a flute, and some with them. Guzheng, playing and singing there.

As Qin Mu ate the food, he could see and hear, but he felt relaxed and happy.

His gaze fell on the pulsating fingers of the girl playing the piano, and he unconsciously put down the bowls and chopsticks, and his fingers followed along. After a while, he fell on the pipa girl to observe the fingering of the girl, and then went again. Seeing the fingering of a blowpipe girl, I am intoxicated.

“The pipa player who flicks the thunder and thunder, turns out not only to play, but also to pick, wipe, hook, tick, hit, pick…”

Qin Mu’s eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and the fingering of the girl in the pavilion made him more and more excited. In contrast to the eight thunder-tone patterns he had practiced, he only felt that he was stunned by the thunder-thundering pipa hand. The comprehension is getting deeper and deeper, and there is a feeling of sudden connection, and I can’t wait to jump out and indulge in playing a song!

Seeing the girls playing, he also has the heart to play, and this heart burns more and more vigorously, but he knows very little about the rhythm, and dare not rush into these beautiful ladies.

But that heart is getting more and more ready to move.

He looked attentively, and suddenly forgot to eat, his ten fingers sometimes felt like playing a piano, sometimes like playing a lute, sometimes pinching like a flute, and sometimes like playing a guzheng.

The girls in the pavilion seemed to have noticed the boy in the window, and a girl laughed in a low voice: “Sister Yue’er, the son is looking at you! It looks like I’m seeing you!”

The girl bowed her head shyly and did not dare to lift it up.

At this moment, Qin Mu finally got overwhelmed, stood up and stepped out, smashing the window lattice with a boom, and came to the pavilion a few steps, involuntarily saying that the detective grabbed Pipa from the sister Yue’er.

The girls in the pavilion originally thought that the young teacher would be the main reason to rob the girl. They didn’t expect that the young teacher would not snatch Yue’er sister, but instead snatched Pipa.

Qin Mu seemed to have entered a strange state. Pipa was held in his arms, and with a light stroke, what was emitted was not a clear and quiet rhythm. Instead, it made a crackling sound, which shocked the girls!

Qin Mu indulged in selflessness and flicked his ten fingers to play the pipa. The thunder fell in his ears and turned into a beautiful rhythm, which was pleasant to the ears, disrupting the sounds of the girls’ piano, flute, and Zheng.

These girls worked hard on the rhythm, and they adjusted themselves when they were disrupted by the thunder sound he played, and played one by one, trying to suppress the noise that Qin Mu played.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The thunder sound played by Qin Mu suddenly changed, becoming sonorous and powerful, like a jingle, and the spirit of killing and killing was magnificent. Once again, he suppressed the rhythm of the women, only listening to the pipa being played by him. , People look at each other.

On the contrary, these girls became eager to compete. The female zither slapped her palms, the guqin was erected, and the guqin stood upright, and the female harp played her fingers like flying, and the rhythm was beating so fast that the ears couldn’t distinguish each one. The smell of musical notes.

Xiao Nu stood up, her steps moved unconsciously, every step she took, her momentum increased by one point, the flute sound became clearer, and the rhythm was soaring upwards with Huaer Juaner, trying to suppress Qin Mu’s strange pops. Voice.

A woman next to him picked up Da Ruan, and streamers flew behind him, hitting the ground from time to time, holding the woman in the air, suppressing Qin Mu’s strange noise from the air.

Another woman hurriedly ran out of the pavilion. The next moment, the girl pushed out a big dulcimer from the room. Dingdingdongdong knocked the dulcimer. The rhythm of the dulcimer became clearer and more vigorous, and the rhythm turned into magical powers. She would sit down. The girl in front of Qin pushed along with the Yangqin, oppressing Qin Mu and Qin Mu’s noise.

Another girl ran out of the pavilion, only to hear a bang. The girl actually opened the door of the room and launched a frame with fifty-six mouths of different sizes. The girl held a hammer and rang the bell. Hong Liang, fifty-six bells, the sound of the bells were different, and the sound blasted towards Qin Mu.

Qin Mu triumphantly lost himself and laughed loudly while holding his pipa. The rhythm that the pipa can play is limited, but a golden iron horse pops out in his hand, like entering a dark clouded battlefield where gods and demons are killing and destroying, amidst lightning and thunder. The gods and demons are slaying, and they are prestigious!

In his mind, whether it was the thunder-yin eight-style taught by Ma Ye, or the sword technique of the village chief, or the lame leg technique, the butcher’s knife technique, and the dumb hammer technique, all were rubbed into the playing by him. .

There is also a chapter about rhythm in the Dayu Tianmajing, and at this moment, he also rushed into his mind, letting his pipa urge to cut, and the killing became more and more severe, and the pipa was actually mixed with divine and magical sounds. And the faint Buddha sound.

Suddenly, the pavilion couldn’t bear the rhythm of the people, and it fell apart. The girls and Qin Mu were about to fall into the pool, and their vitality exploded quickly, making themselves stand on the water.

The girls walked on the water, constantly turning around Qin Mu, the rhythm became more urgent and tighter, Qin Mu’s vitality burst, the pipa stood up in the air, ten fingers jumped, the pipa sound was noisy, resisting the rhythm from all directions.

Suddenly, the strings of the pipa broke off, and Qin Mu threw the pipa away. The girls were happy, but they saw that the pool water suddenly floated, and the water line surrounded Qin Mu. Qin Mu was no longer constrained by the size of the pipa. All around the waterline are his plucking the strings of the rhythm, and when the waterline is flicked, the thundery sound made a lot of work, shaking the women to each other.

“What are you arguing about?”

Fu Qingyun came and saw the women retreating. Suddenly a girl laughed, threw the bamboo flute, and danced to Qin Mu’s rhythm.

Fu Qingyun showed a look of surprise, and hurriedly returned to the room to take out his lute, and said: “The son is comprehending the magical powers, sisters, please step back and I will help him!”

In the midst of speaking, the girls were defeated, manipulated by Qin Mu’s rhythm, dancing on the water, singing and dancing, laughing very magically.

Fu Qingyun shook his head again and again, the sound of a pipa sounded, pressing down the rhythm Qin Mu played with running water, and the women came to their senses and hurriedly bowed to Fu Qingyun and stepped back from the pool.