Yan Qingrui's eyes were fixed, Su Junqing, that was her grandfather, who was beheaded by corruption.

Zhen Ziyao sighed and said, "You know, I am a monk who became a monk, thinking that since I encounter such a thing, I will play yi songs, as to see the poor old man off!"

Yan Qingrui seemed to feel something blocked in her heart, and the yi array was extremely uncomfortable. It was because she heard the tragic incident that year, and the family affection of blood thicker than water caused her emotions to fluctuate.

Zhen Zi Yao said: "I was in a teahouse twenty feet away, and I used my internal strength to send the piano out. With my monk's piano skills, that piano music is simply this song that should only be found in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world?"

Yan Qingrui: ""This guy always doesn't forget to brag about it.

Zhen Ziyao shook the bald head narcissistically, and sighed with emotion: "At the end of the song, the old man Su Junqing laughed. He sighed for a long time and said, "There is blood in his chest, why fear the stigma in the world! Then he died when he led his neck. Then, the bloody plum blossom suddenly appeared at the end of my piano, and then the piano became dumb!"

Yan Qingrui looked at the crimson plum blossoms again, and it seemed like it was bloody. She didn't believe that Zhen Ziye would run the train with her mouth, it would be too unreliable. However, if this piano had really played the farewell song for her grandfather that day, it would have some connection with her.

Zhen Zi Yao said: "In the next seven years, I spent a lot of effort and asked countless people to verify it. The piano was dumb and there was no sound again!"

Yan Qingrui narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "What did you give birth to three years ago?"

Zhen Zi Yao smiled and said, "You have guessed this? It's true that smart, smart and smart. Three years ago, the piano was played once."

Yan Qingrui couldn't help but feel a little interested and said, "Why is that?"

Zhen Ziyao sighed, scratched his bald head, and said, "I am very puzzled. I felt very bored after morning class that day. Although this piano was dumb, I still loved it very much. So, I took this piano and walked casually in the mountains. As I walked, I met a woman in a green forest. The woman was covered in a gauze and walked slowly in the green forest, like an elf in the mountains."

Yan Qingrui teased and said, "Or even the elves in the mountains, maybe, your piano can only be played by gods."

Zhen Ziyao shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no, that's a living person. It was the day when Bodhi Temple was about to open the hall, and the four signs of the yi hexagram were sent out. The woman must have come to ask for the signs of the monk Xuyun. She saw the piano in my hand and looked at it more. My monk was blessed with his heart and wanted to make a joke, so she asked her to play the song."

Yan Qingrui thought to herself that Zhen Zi Yao was really a bad thing. He obviously wanted to invite others to play the dumb zither. Is it interesting to see others look ugly? It really doesn’t look like a monk.
Chapter completed!