Chapter 111

Qin Mu slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi. The news is too amazing to let him digest slowly.

Although the official position of Guozi University drinking ceremony is from the third grade, it doesn't seem to be very high, but it's really too important. The Tai academy is in charge of the world's martial arts and supernatural powers, which are recorded in volumes. It can be said that it is the Holy Land in the holy land of the world's martial arts and supernatural powers, which is supreme.

Moreover, the officials of Yankang state often come from the Imperial College. Everyone who comes out here can be said to be a disciple of the young patriarch, with apprenticeship.

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

Plus the hidden identity of the young ancestor, it's very scary.

Fu Qingyun said, "since you are here, please take a few days off and go to Taiyuan college another day. But if you want to enter Taiyuan college, you have to pass some tests."

Qin Mu wondered, "what test?"

"Too college is not a place where everyone can enter. You must become a Bachelor of too before you can enter there."

Fu Qingyun said with a smile, "the founder's meaning is that the childe first became a Bachelor of Arts. This year, the assessment of a Bachelor of Arts is about to begin. The childe will assess together with local scholars. After completing the assessment, you can enter it."

"Thank you, sister Yuner."

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I haven't settled down yet, so I'll stay with sister yun'er for a few days."

Fu Qingyun whispered, "it's natural for you to live here, young master. You just have to be careful of my little wave hooves. They have many minds, but they can't wait to climb on my head and be the leader's wife."

Qin Mu made a big red face and said, "is there such a thing?"

Fu Qingyun giggled, "childe, you can't stand their provocation like this. You came with my concubine, and my concubine arranged a room for you."

The room arranged by Fu Qingyun is very elegant, but the layout in this room seems to be where girls live. Even the quilt is fragrant. Fu Qingyun hurriedly said, "this is where my concubine takes a nap. If you are not satisfied, you can change another room."

"No need."

Qin Mu put the package on the table, but Fu Qingyun was still in the room and didn't leave. He bit his bright red lips and said softly, "do you have any other orders, young master?"

"No, thank you, sister Yuner."

Qin Mu was saying, the bag moved, and out of it came a small white fox carrying a small bag. Fu Qingyun glanced, turned around and walked out, muttering, "no wonder, he originally brought a little fox spirit..."

Fox ling'er's body smelled of wine. Qin Mu frowned and said, "ling'er, you hid in your bag and drank secretly!"

"No!"

White fox was drunk, suddenly hiccupped, hurriedly closed his mouth, and then hiccupped again. His two hind legs stood up, staggered, and nearly fell off the table.

Qin Mu couldn't laugh or cry. He took out an empty wine pot from his bag and said, "haven't you said it yet? I've been studying Dayu demon Sutra these days, but I found a skill suitable for you, called fortune soul skill. I've understood it thoroughly these days, and I'm going to pass it on to you, but you're drunk again."

The fox on the table finally fell down. Qin Mu picked her up and threw her into the quilt. Fox ling'er slept with a pillow in her arms. Qin Mu was tired of escaping the chase of yulongmen all the way, and immediately lay down and fell asleep.

At night, he woke up hungry and got up immediately, but he didn't wake her up when he saw that fox ling'er was still sleeping.

Qin Mu took out the ointment toothwood in his bag, washed and went out of the room. There was a girl outside the door. Seeing Qin Mu's eyes lit up, he smiled and said, "the childe is up. My sister knew that the childe must be hungry, so she had already prepared the food and asked me to stay here and invite the childe to eat."

Qin Mu thanked her and followed her to an elegant room in the Tingyu Pavilion. The window is next to bamboo. Across the bamboo, there are pavilions and rockery pools, which are very quiet.

Qin Mu sat down, several girls filed in, put down the food, and soon the table was full. In the pavilion outside the window, a girl in white came with a piano. She sat in the pavilion and gently fiddled with it. After a while, several girls came, some holding a lute, some with a long flute, and some holding a zither, playing and singing there.

Qin Mu ate the food, watching and listening intently, and he felt relaxed and happy.

His eyes fell on the leaping fingers of the girl playing the piano. He unconsciously put down the dishes and chopsticks, and his fingers also played. After a while, he fell on the pipa woman to observe her fingering, and then went to see the fingering of the flute woman, intoxicated with it.

"It turns out that the pipa player not only has to play, but also has to pick, wipe, hook, tick, hit and pick..."

Qin Mu's eyes became brighter and brighter. The fingering of the girl in the pavilion made his fingers more and more excited. In contrast to his practice of the eight forms of thunder, he only felt that he had a deeper and deeper understanding of the move of playing fingers to startle the pipa player, and there was a feeling of sudden connection. He wanted to jump out and indulge in playing a song!

Seeing the girls' playing, he also has a heart to play. This heart is getting hotter and hotter, but he knows little about the melody and dare not rush into these beauties.

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

He was so absorbed that he unconsciously forgot to eat. Sometimes his fingers were like playing the piano, sometimes fiddling with the pipa, sometimes kneading like playing the flute, sometimes like playing the zither.

The girls in the pavilion also seemed to notice the boy in the window. A girl whispered with a smile, "yue'er sister, the childe is looking at you! It seems that he has a crush on you!"

The girl hung her head shyly and dared not lift it up.

At this time, Qin Mu finally got carried away. He stood up and stepped out, smashing the window lattice with a bang. Within a few steps, he came to the pavilion and grabbed the pipa from yue'er's sister.

The girls in the pavilion originally thought that the young leader was violent and robbed the girl. Unexpectedly, the young leader didn't rob Yue's sister, but stole the pipa.

Qin Mu seemed to enter a wonderful state. The pipa was held in his arms and gently pushed. Instead of the melody of Qingyue's throat, it sent out a crackling sound, which startled the women!

Qin Mu indulged in selflessness and flipped his fingers to play the pipa. The sound of thunder fell on his ears and became a beautiful melody, which was pleasant to hear, disrupting the girls' piano, flute and zither sounds.

These girls worked hard on the melody. Just after being disturbed by the thunder he played, they adjusted themselves. They played one by one, trying to suppress the noise Qin Mu played.

Deng! Deng! Deng!

Qin Mu's thunder suddenly changed and became sonorous and powerful, like the clanging of gold and stones, and the momentum of killing and cutting came out. Once again, he suppressed the melody of the women, and only heard the strange sound of the pipa played by him, which made people look at each other.

Instead, these girls became competitive. With a slap on the palm of the harp girl's hand, the ancient harp stood up and stood about a foot high. The harp girl played the harp with flying fingers. The melody beat so fast that people's ears could not distinguish the taste of each note.

Xiao NV stood up and moved unconsciously. With each step, the momentum increased by one point, and the sound of Xiao became clear. The melody soared upward with the curl of flowers, determined to suppress the strange sound of Qin Mu.

A woman next to him picked up da Ruan, with streamers flying behind him. From time to time, she touched the ground, held the woman in the air, and suppressed Qin Mu's strange voice from the air.

Another woman hurried out of the pavilion. The next moment, the girl pushed out a dulcimer from the room, tinkling dulcimer. The melody of the dulcimer was clear and exciting, and the melody turned into a magic power. The girl sitting in front of the dulcimer was pushed along with the dulcimer, oppressing Qin Mu and the noise made by Qin Mu.

Another girl ran out of the pavilion and heard only a bang. The girl actually dismantled the door of the room and launched a knitting machine. There were 56 bells of different sizes. The girl held a hammer and rang the bell. The bell rang loudly. There were 56 bells. The bells sounded different, and the sound roared towards Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was complacent and selfless, holding the Pipa and laughing loudly. The pipa could play a limited melody, but in his hands, a golden iron horse popped up, like entering a battlefield with dark clouds, gods and Demons killing. In the lightning and thunder, gods and Demons killed and showed their authority!

In his mind, whether it was the thunder eight moves taught by master Ma, the sword technique of the village head, the leg technique of the lame, the knife technique of the butcher, and the hammer technique of the mute, he rubbed them into the playing.

There is also a chapter about rhythm in Dayu demon Sutra. At this moment, it also rushed into his mind, making his Pipa sound urgent, and the killing became more and more serious. Vaguely, the pipa was mixed with divine sound, magic sound and faint Buddha sound.

Suddenly, the pavilion could not bear the rhythm of the crowd and was torn apart. The women and Qin Mu were about to fall into the pool, and their strength burst out in a hurry to make themselves stand on the water.

The women walked on the water, rotating around Qin Mu, and the rhythm was more urgent and tighter. Qin Mu's vitality erupted. The pipa stood upright in the air, his fingers leaped, and the pipa's sound was loud and clear, resisting the rhythm from all directions.

Suddenly, the strings of the pipa broke, and Qin Mu threw the pipa away. All the women were happy, but they saw that the pool suddenly floated, and the root water line surrounded Qin Mu. Qin Mu was no longer subject to the size of the pipa. The water line around him was the strings that he moved the melody, bouncing the water line, and the thunder was so loud that all the women were staggered.

"What are you arguing about?"

Fu Qingyun came and saw the women retreating day by day. Suddenly, a girl laughed and threw away the bamboo flute. She danced with Qin Mu's rhythm, unrestrained and untidy.

Fu Qingyun showed surprise, hurried back to the room and took out his lute, saying, "the childe is understanding the magic power, sisters, step back, and I'll help him!"

Just before speaking, the women were defeated, manipulated by Qin Mu's rhythm, dancing and singing on the water, laughing like demons.

Fu Qingyun shook his head repeatedly, and the sound of Pipa sounded, pressing down the melody played by Qin Mu with running water. The women woke up and hurried to salute Fu Qingyun and retreated from the pool.