Two hundred and thirty two: Demon Qi
"Don't disturb him."
Li Buzhuo gave a command to the Shenzhajun who reported the news. He found out that the Wu master and disciple were asking for swords, not to rob. It seemed that his subordinates had some misunderstandings.
Let the informant wait in place, Li Buzhuo walked into the shop and said to Sanjin: "I have to leave in advance. You two are outing here, don't go for too long." With Luo Huanjun here, he was not worried about their safety.
Sanjin flattened his mouth and glanced at the person who reported to Li Buzhuo. He also understood that Li Buzhuo had something to do and complained in a low voice: "How come you have only half a day of leisure to come to your door for business."
Li Buzhuo thought to himself that this was not a business matter.
Sanjin just complained, not because Li Buzhuo didn't accompany her, but because she was worried that Li Buzhuo was too busy with business, and was afraid that he would be too tired. As soon as Sanjin finished speaking, Luo Huanjun approached Li Buzhuo again, "If you want to go, hurry up, go early and go back early. The day of rest should be rested."
Sanjin looked up at Li Buzhuo and Luo Huanjun who were one head taller than him. He secretly sighed in his heart that Luo Huanjun showed a gentle and elegant character. If she didn't consider her origin, she would be an excellent candidate to marry into the Li family. What a pity.
"It's not a big deal." Li Buzhuo said, looking at the sycamore wood zither set up in the shop, walked over and tapped it gently. He heard that the wood was not damaged, so he gently plucked the strings twice. Seeing that Li Buzhuo's technique was unfamiliar, the shopkeeper originally wanted to say something, but Li Buzhuo had bought the zither directly from the shop and asked him to send someone to the mansion.
Sanjin smiled at Luo Huanjun and said, "Sister Luo, do you like this zither?"
Luo Huanjun saw Li Buzhuo also looking over, and was stunned and whispered: "Have I learned to play the piano?"
But Li Buzhuo smiled at her: "You might as well try it."
Luo Huanjun went over as he said, carefully fiddled twice, but the posture of picking and twisting the strings was much more familiar than Li Buzhuo. Li Buzhuo thought to himself that indeed, she did not completely lose her memory in Yuori, but seemed to be sealed, just like a qi refiner with a profound cultivation who suffered from the mystery after being reincarnated, and asked, "Is it easy to use it? If it is not good, I will change my family to see another day."
Although Li Buzhuo had already paid the money, the shop next to him was afraid that he would change his mind when he heard this, so he hurriedly said, "My piano is very good. Unless you can't play it, there is no reason why it's not easy to use. This lady can tell at first that she can play the piano. What do you think?"
Luo Huanjun paused and smiled and said, "I like it very much."
The store owner breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Buzhuo nodded and said, "Just like it, let's go."
The three of them walked out of the shop, Sanjin crossed the threshold, turned their heads to Luo Huanjun beside them and said, "Sister Luo, I only realized that you can play the piano. Can you teach me when you go back? Hey, what's wrong?"
Luo Huanjun did not answer, but turned his head and looked towards the top of Bailong Temple. Yueyue's eyebrows frowned, and then withdrew her gaze, but her face looked a little bad.
Li Buzhuo felt aroused, thinking to himself what she saw? He asked, "What's wrong with the top of the mountain?"
Luo Huanjun shook his head, paused again, and finally spit out three words: "Demonic energy."
Li Buzhuo looked at Bailong Temple and was surprised. Bailong Temple is also a Buddhist territory, which is the most restraining evil spirits and evil spirits, demons and monsters, how can there be demonic energy? What's more, the one that can make Luo Huanjun frown is probably not a good character to meet.
Chapter completed!