Chapter 12: The Life of the Golden Sword (2)

In Lin Pingzhi's hut, Lin Pingzhi, who used to be like a young master, was quite a bit humble at this time. He saw him with a flattering smile on his face and trying his best to please Zi Yan, as if he had completely forgotten that someone had thought about causing trouble for Zi Yan.

Zi Yan raised her hand to take the flower tea handed over by Lin Pingzhi, pretended to taste it, and took a sip, looked at Lin Pingzhi, then turned her big eyes hard again, and finally coughed lightly, saying to Lin Pingzhi: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you looking for me yesterday?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled coldly and said, "No, nothing is wrong, and there is no anger."

Zi Yan blinked and said mischievously: "Is that right? If you are not angry, will I tell Aunt Lin about you and Miss Dongfang?"

Lin Pingzhi said a little embarrassedly: "No, no, no, no, no one will be angry with our Yan'er."

Zi Yan curled her lips, stood up and poked Lin Pingzhi's face with her delicate little hand, and then said, "Senior brother, you are becoming more and more hypocritical, and you don't blink if you tell lies." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zi Yan with laughter and cry, feeling depressed.

When Zi Yan saw Lin Pingzhi's grievance, she asked with a smile: "Do you want to know where Jiao Weiqin is?"

Lin Pingzhi said without blinking: "Of course, where are you?" When Zi Yan heard Lin Pingzhi's answer, she giggled again.

It turned out that after Lin Zhennan and his wife arrived at the Wang family that day, Lin Pingzhi's mother kept bringing Zi Yan with her. She treated Zi Yan like her biological daughter, and was even more precious than Lin Pingzhi, so that Lin Pingzhi could not find a chance to give this little girl a good look. Especially whenever he encountered his mother's playful eyes and unreasonable requests, Lin Pingzhi would always hate Zi Yan, which was so angry that she was so angry that she hated her teeth. His mother often joked about Lin Pingzhi and asked Lin Pingzhi to invite the lady Dongfang to her to see what the person who was a hundred times more beautiful than her son was.

Until yesterday, Mrs. Wang accompanied Lin Pingzhi's two aunts, namely Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang's wife, to go out to the streets. This was a chance for Lin Pingzhi. He rushed to Zi Yan's yard angrily. As soon as he entered the door, he found that the little girl was not at all aware of doing something wrong. He happily grabbed Lin Pingzhi's hand, and then said to Lin Pingzhi: "Senior brother, your grandfather's family is a wealthy family, and he actually fooled you with a fake 'Jiaowei Qin'. Fortunately, you didn't carry the piano out on your back, otherwise you would be seen by someone with a discerning eye and would not laugh at you as a young man in Hengshan. He actually fell to the point of carrying a fake guqin to sing."

Lin Pingzhi had a strange expression. The Jiaowei Qin in Zi Yan's mouth was collected by Wang Yuanba. He gave it to Lin Pingzhi a few days ago and asked him to use it first. Lin Pingzhi knew that Zi Yan could play the piano, so he lent the Jiaowei Qin to Zi Yan, which was also a bit showing off. As for the authenticity of the piano, Lin Pingzhi really couldn't tell whether it was a professional swordsman, not a professional piano or archaeology. He had also used the piano. Although he was not sure whether it was really "Jiaowei", the sound of the piano was sonorous and ancient, and the color on the body of the piano was extremely dark and old. At least it was an antique from thousands of years ago. There were burnt marks at the end of the piano. Lin Pingzhi naturally thought it was a genuine product. Who knew that just two days after he took the guqin to Zi Yan, people swear to tell him that it was a "fake".

"No, I really didn't see any problem. Do you know the whereabouts of the real Jiaoweiqin?" Lin Pingzhi heard Zi Yan's tone very loudly, and he didn't bother to get angry. Instead, he sinisterly took the little girl's words.

Although Zi Yan was smart, she had never used scheming with Lin Pingzhi. Naturally, she didn't think about Lin Pingzhi's question carefully. Instead, she smiled proudly: "That's natural, there are only three or five people in the world who know where the real Jiao Tai is." After hearing this, Lin Pingzhi's anger disappeared immediately, and he lost his temper at all. Just when he was about to ask where the genuine Jiao Tai was, Zi Yan also realized that she had been slandered by Lin Pingzhi. After that, the little girl kept silent, and even speaking was useless, which made Lin Pingzhi scratch his head very much. Until today, there was a scene.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was really enthusiastic, Zi Yan reminded him: "Senior Brother, aren't you known as 'Martial Arts'? Since Yan'er knows where the real Jiao Tai is, if you think about my family, can't you guess?"

Lin Pingzhi sneered in his heart and said to himself: "Your family? I know the little things about Yang Guo from your ancestor Yang Guo. Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu are not elegant people who can play the piano. One of them is not a worldly fireworks and the other is a beggar. But he has never learned to play the piano. Even if you get the Jiaowei Guqin, you may not know the value. Even if your 'Miss Yang' is not clear about Zhang Wuji in Yitianzhong, you may still believe it. Why are you talking to me about the Jiaowei Guqin? Everyone knows that the unsuccessful boy, "Zhang Wuji", has been wandering around the world since he was a child, who will he learn the piano from?"

When Zi Yan saw Lin Pingzhi's strange eyes, she basically guessed Lin Pingzhi's thoughts. She got angry and pinched Lin Pingzhi's arm hard. Lin Pingzhi could only grit her teeth and endure it. Finally, Zi Yan reminded again: "Why don't you think about who taught me to play the piano?"

Lin Pingzhi slapped his head and secretly called himself a stupid donkey. He was confused when traveling through time. When he mentioned any history, he loved to think in the previous novels that he had forgotten even the most basic things this time. Didn’t Zi Yan learn the piano skills from her mother?

Thinking about it, He Zudao is known as the "Three Saints of Kunlun", namely the Qin Saint, Chess Saint, and Sword Saint, and the "Qin Saint" is the first to arrange, so the piano skills are naturally the best. I remember that when he met Guo Xiang, he seemed to be playing the Jiaowei Guqin. With He Zudao's identity, he naturally got the authentic product. In this way, the Jiaowei Guqin should really be preserved in the Kunlun School, and Zi Yan's mother married from Kunlun to the ancient tomb. When Lin Pingzhi was practicing art in the ancient tomb, he knew that Zi Yan's mother knew the qin and understood the qin. Although she was not a saint of the piano, she was also called the name of everyone. She came out of Kunlun.

It was reasonable to bring his beloved guqin with him. Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi became increasingly afraid to offend Zi Yan, the little aunt. He thought I had to serve him well, and then he would have to borrow the light of this little girl to lend the artifact Jiaoweiqin and play it with a few songs. If he could carry it on his back and show it to Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, their expressions would be very exciting. By the way, there is also the old man Huang Zhonggong, the owner of Meizhuang, who is also a master of piano. If he went to his place to be charming, I wonder if he would have the idea of ​​"killing people and robbing treasures". It would be really a challenge.
Chapter completed!