Heavenly Master, I have a different world

The carriage of the two girls was outside the door. Miss Jinshu fetched the pipa, and Liu Qinghuan also changed into long-sleeved dance clothes in the carriage.

"Master, wait a moment."

Miss Jinshu's voice was slightly cold. She waved her hand and tried to pluck the strings. After listening attentively, she made slight adjustments.

Fang Zheng's eyes fell on the pipa, thoughtfully.

There are many similarities between the other world and modern society, including astronomical phenomena, writing and customs, which he has become accustomed to.

musical instruments,

is also like this.

Miss Jinshu's pipa is similar to the ancient pipa, with some improvements. The sound is clear and crisp, like the collision of jade, which goes straight into the heart and spleen.

"clank……"

The drizzle is steady and the heavy strings are heavy.

"good!"

Fang Zheng clapped his hands lightly and praised:

"There is love before the tune is formed. Miss Jinshu is so clever, I admire her!"

Originally it was just a moment of curiosity, but now he is really interested and wants to see the level of music and dance in this other world.

He had listened to the performances of several so-called 'musicians' in Gu'an County, and it was almost difficult to watch them.

This is also normal.

Modern society has developed in music for many years, and communication is convenient. Both performance skills and music scores have reached a certain extreme.

Even musical instruments can be tuned as finely as hair using machines.

Every syllable is extremely precise.

This was far from possible in ancient times.

Fang Zheng had seen real ancient music scores, and the school also had recordings of musical instrument masters' performances from decades ago. Even at his original level, he could hear the flaws.

In terms of technique, it can be compensated by practice, but the noise on the instrument is limited by the technology at the time and is inevitable no matter what.

Miss Jinshu stopped what she was doing and looked up:

"Young master, do you know musical instruments?"

"Understand a little bit."

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to signal:

"You two, please."

"yes."

Miss Jinshu lowered her head and gently held the pipa with both hands. Her ten fingers were like peeled bamboo shoots, delicate and slender, and she gently plucked the strings.

"Ding Ling..."

There was a sound like the impact of jade.

Ethereal and transparent, it lingers in people's minds.

Fang Zheng sat up straight, with a little surprise in his eyes. Miss Jin Shu's pipa didn't look very good, but the sound quality was surprisingly good.

and……

Her hands are very steady, and her control of rhythm is even better. She is one of the top pipa players in modern society.

No!

It should be even stronger.

"clatter!"

On the other side, Liu Qinghuan moved lightly, her long sleeves half-covering her cheeks, her delicate body slightly dwarfed, her body like a willow twig swaying in the wind.

Her body is as light as a swallow, soft as fluttering catkins, her delicate body sways in the field, and her long sleeves wave like butterflies among flowers, gurgling water, and the bright moon in the mountains.

The sound of the pipa perfectly blends with the dance, making people's hearts rise and fall.

The voice becomes more urgent,

Liu Qinghuan's figure danced faster and faster, her skirt was flying, her wrists were flowing, and her eyes like water waves were even more affectionate.

Suddenly, her long sleeves fluttered open, like a lotus blooming. As her hands shook, the petals were layered on top of each other, without beginning or end.

The music suddenly became louder.

Like breaking through clouds and cracking rocks.

The dance posture is once again urgent, the long sleeves rise to the sky, and the figure is hidden in it, looming, hazy, making people feel out of reach.

Gradually.

The music became softer and the dancing became more restrained.

"Zheng..."

Jin Shu gently pressed the strings, stood up and saluted Liu Qinghuan:

"A poem of six divination is dedicated to the young master. I wish the young master's blessings to be as good as the sky."

"You two are welcome."

Fang Zheng stood up and stretched out one hand:

"The music is beautiful and the dancing is beautiful. It's a great honor to see you two perform today. As for the pawn sale... let's go with the ten taels of silver that Miss Liu said."

He is not short of money. Ten taels and twenty taels don't matter to him. What does a few taels of silver mean when he can enjoy such a performance?

The beautiful eyes of the two women lit up and they hurriedly saluted again:

"Thank you, sir."

"Wu Hai."

"exist."

Fang Zheng waved to Wu Hai who was distracted and said:

"Go to the warehouse to get a set of porcelain for the two girls. Fang often travels far away, so I thought he would celebrate the two girls' move-in first."

"yes."

Wu Hai should be.

"How to do this?" Jin Shu shook his head hurriedly:

"Young master, there is no need to spend any money."

"It should be." Fang Zheng smiled and said:

"From now on, I have to worry about the two of you taking care of Fang's house. A set of porcelain is nothing. Besides, Fang also wants to see your performance again."

After some persuasion, the two women agreed and accepted.

Wu Hai came back with the porcelain and looked shy in front of the two women. He didn't even dare to raise his head, but he felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

It's good to have a word with such a beauty.

"actually……"

He stammered and said:

"Our boss's erhu is also pretty good."

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan smiled casually and said:

"How is it better than my sister?"

She just thought that Wu Hai was trying to flatter Fang Zheng and wanted to say something in front of the two of them. They had seen this kind of thing a lot.

He didn't take it seriously.

"this……"

Wu Hai thought about it seriously and said:

"The boss should be better."

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan was about to turn around and leave when his movements froze. He turned around and looked seriously:

"I do not believe!"

"It's true." Wu Hai hurriedly swore:

"When my boss played the erhu, I immediately wanted to cry. Although Miss Jinshu played the instrument quite well,... I always felt it was a bit inferior."

?

Before Liu Qinghuan could speak, Jin Shu suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Zheng, his beautiful eyes shining brightly under the gauze:

"Mr. Fang, can you let Jin Shu see it?"

"This..." Fang Zheng looked at the sky:

"Isn't it a little late?"

"It doesn't matter." Liu Qinghuan knew her sister's persistence in this aspect and said hurriedly:

"We're staying in a restaurant. We've already booked a room. We can just go over there later. Mr. Fang, can you play a piece of music for us to listen to?"

By the end, it sounded a bit like being coquettish.

"That……"

Fang Zheng thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Fine!"

He also has some skills, and who doesn't want to show off in front of beautiful women? The peacock will also open its tail in exchange for the favor of the opposite sex.

When he took out the erhu he bought at a huge price, Liu Qinghuan's eyes immediately lit up:

"What an exquisite Xi Qin!"

Erhu is also known as the Xiqin, and few people in Jiaofangsi learn it. Firstly, it is habitually regarded as rustic, and secondly, the sound is not pleasant, and it always has a sense of sadness, which does not meet the needs of those people.

The two girls had never seen such a beautiful Xi Qin even in Jiaofangsi, and they were looking forward to the next performance.

certainly,

Liu Qinghuan was the first one not to believe that it was better than Jinshu.

Fang Zheng put down his erhu and thought for a while, and the song "Horse Racing" came to his mind.

Horse Racing is a famous Erhu piece that requires certain technical requirements for the performer, but it is only a Level 4 piece in the amateur examination.

Like two springs reflecting the moon, it is level nine.

Erquan Yingyue has a simple melody and uncomplicated fingerings, so it seems not difficult to learn, while Horse Racing seems to be more demanding for beginners.

This actually involves issues in music appreciation. Playing an instrument is not juggling, and it does not require skillful fingers.

There is also an understanding of music theory.

certainly.

Only after you have truly learned it can you understand why famous songs are famous. Level 4 horse racing also has its own uniqueness, and it is not a matter of ranking.

"Zheng..."

Then Fang Zheng's fingers trembled slightly, and a cheerful voice burst out. There was only one person and an erhu, but he showed the momentum of thousands of troops.

The erhu has only two strings.

But in Fang Zheng's hands, the sound is ups and downs, continuous and free, vividly expressing abundant emotions, especially the portamento played by it, which is even more amazing.

Since learning martial arts, his skills have greatly improved.

The past few days have been so intense that my erhu playing has increased a lot, and the stability of my fingers would put the master to shame.

After a while.

Fang Zheng slowly put down his erhu.

"The lingering sound lingered for three days without stopping." Jin Shu's voice was erratic, and the beautiful eyes looking at Fang Zheng under the gauze became brighter and brighter, and he praised:

"Young Master Fang's accomplishments in Xi Qin are something I have only seen in my own life, and I admire him very much!"

"yes."

Liu Qinghuan also looked dull:

"You are so good at playing Xiqin, why do you stay in such a small place?"

"You two are not bad either." Fang Zheng said with a smile:

"Isn't it true that I came to Gu'an too..."

"Peng!"

A muffled sound in the distance interrupted his voice, followed by some chaos, noises and even roars.

"Huh?"

Fangzheng stood up with surprise and doubt in his mouth:

"what happened?"

Wu Hai hurried to the courtyard, climbed up and down to the roof, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and shouted:

"Boss, there's a fire over there!"

"Seems to be……"

"The direction of Linghu's house?"

Linghu's family?

Didn’t everyone in the Linghu family go to worship their ancestors?

Is it possible...

Is it because the masters in the family are not here that someone stole the nest?

The fire has reached the sky in such a short period of time, and one can imagine the situation over there.

Fang Zheng frowned, walked to the courtyard, listened for a moment, and the expression on his face became serious.

riot!

He had encountered this kind of riot before. When the Green Wolf Gang was laying siege to the city, some people sneaked into the county to wreak havoc, that's what happened.

But tonight it wasn't as big of a fuss as it was then.

but……

Judging from the increasingly clear sound, this side may not be affected.

"Master Fang."

Jin Shu’s voice was urgent:

"It's getting late, let's meet at the restaurant early."

"Yes, yes." Liu Qinghuan also showed panic on his face:

"I heard something was wrong with the sound."

"You two..." Fang Zheng thought for a while, but didn't say much, nodded and said:

"Be careful on the road. There seems to be some bad guys in the city tonight, but there's not much movement, so there shouldn't be any big problem."

"good!"

The two women nodded hurriedly, picked up their lutes, put away their clothes and hurried out the door.

Liu Qinghuan actually knows how to drive.

She heard the chaotic sound getting closer and closer. She had no time to change out of her long-sleeved dance clothes and pulled the reins to turn the horse's head sharply.

"Da da……"

At this moment, the sound of rapid horse hooves sounded.

Three strong horses appeared at the end of the street. The riders on the horses beat the horses desperately. When they saw the carriage blocking the road in front, they couldn't help but shout:

"Step aside!"

"..." Liu Qinghuan looked up, his face instantly pale.

"Get out of the way!"

The rider shouted twice, and when he saw that the carriage was still blocking the way, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he pulled out the scimitar from his waist with one hand.

"Go to hell!"

He shouted in his mouth, and used the force of the horse's collision with his scimitar to slash Liu Qinghuan.

"ah!"

Liu Qinghuan screamed and forgot to dodge for a moment.

"Uh-huh!"

Several rays of black light shot out from the yard and went straight towards the rider. The black light was so powerful that the rider had to return and slash with his sword.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Several short arrows fell to the ground.

Wu Hai, holding a small powerful crossbow, rushed out and shouted:

"You two girls, you come back and hide for a while."

These people must have escaped from Linghu's house. From behind, they could vaguely hear the sounds of shouting and pursuit, getting closer and closer.

"grass!"

The road was narrow, and the carriage was almost blocked in that direction. The three riders could not walk together at all, and one of them couldn't help but curse.

"court death!"

As he spoke, he jumped up from his horse and dashed towards Wu Hai across a distance of nearly two feet.

Musha!

Wu Hai's eyes shrank, and before he could react, a person appeared beside him, and the tip of the knife in his palm trembled slightly to greet him.

It's the boss!

Seeing this, he felt relieved subconsciously.

He knew very well that his master was now a second-blood warrior, and he was also one of the more powerful ones among the second-blood warriors.

as expected.

The sword flashed in the field, and the two men fought for only a few rounds before a bloody gash was cut on the rider's body.

"ah!"

"Six sons!"

The remaining two people had no time to adjust their horses and rushed in one after another. One of them was holding an ax and the other was holding a sword.

sword,

It seems to be a very common weapon, but in fact, judging from the situations Fang Zheng encountered, it is rarely used by warriors from other worlds.

Because the sword is brittle, it cannot be used head-on.

It is not as good as a knife for chopping, and although its stabbing power is quite lethal, it is far inferior to a spear, so it is mostly used as a decoration.

Moreover, swordsmanship is difficult to practice, and it is rare to be as good as Yu Yanghong.

Generally speaking, if a person who uses a sword either doesn't understand it, he or she is an expert.

"Uh-huh!"

But when he saw the man holding the sword stepping forward, the sword light flashed in his palm, and he stabbed more than ten times in a row, the sword wind roared and a chill came over him.

Quick sword!

The speed with which this man drew his sword and the ruthlessness with which he used it made Fang Zheng feel a chill in his heart. He did not dare to be careless and use his sword skills to the extreme.

A second-blood warrior?

No wonder they dared to provoke the Linghu family, but among the few who fled were second-blood warriors.

Tough luck!

His thoughts suddenly changed, and he didn't dare to hold back. He danced with a long sword in his hand, guarding the eight sides, and the Xingyi Five Elements Sword, which had been tempered for thousands of times, also showed its sharpness.

After all, he is a person who has learned dozens of martial arts skills, and he is not bad in terms of skills.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

With one against three, even though it was slightly lower, it looked like it could hold up for a while.

"ah!"

Seeing that the battle was going on for a long time, one of them suddenly roared, his eyes instantly turned red like blood, and the strength of his whole ax swing increased by several percent.

Fang Zheng could feel the pressure soaring.

What kind of evil method is this?

The martial arts in the other world are really evil. In addition to divine fighting, there are similar things. These people seem to have a way to increase their strength, which is hard to guard against.

Can't wait any longer!

"call……"

Exhaling softly, Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed. The veins in his arm holding the knife suddenly bulged, and the light of the knife that was compressed into a ball swelled.

"Puff!"

"puff……"

Intense to the bone!

In an instant, he suddenly burst out with a power no less than that of a three-blooded warrior, and the raging sword light instantly destroyed the three incoming weapons.

He even took the opportunity to rush forward and passed by someone's throat.

Blood splatters!

"No……"

The man holding the sword widened his eyes and roared crazily.

"Brother, let's go!" The man holding the ax knew that there was nothing he could do. He backed away against the opponent and shouted wildly:

"Hurry up and take revenge on us when you have the chance!"

With that, the tiger roared and pounced on Fang Zheng. The giant ax in his hand did not defend at all, but slashed wildly, forcing Fang Zheng to retreat temporarily.

The man with the ax was brave and brave, but he only lasted a few breaths before he was beheaded by a single blow.

By the time Fang Zheng rushed out of the door, the man with the sword had already galloped out through the gap on his horse.

"snort!"

With a low groan, he jumped onto the wall in a flash, using his feet to leap on the wall courtyard and the roof ridge, chasing the horse.

Do your best to eliminate evil.

And judging from the situation just now, the relationship between these three people is extraordinary. If he kills two of them, the remaining one will probably not give up.

Only a thousand days of being a thief does not mean a thousand days of guarding against thieves.

That being the case...

You must not let it go!

Fang Zheng was very familiar with the nearby roads. He took shortcuts on the rooftops and got closer and closer to the other party, but it was always just a little bit different.

At this moment, his eyes lit up and he shouted hurriedly:

"Luo Captou!"

"Stop that man quickly!"

"Oh?" Luo Captou, who was rushing to support, raised his eyebrows slightly, rushed straight towards the charging Jianma, pressed his head with his big hand, and exploded with great force.

"Peng!"

The terrifying power of the third-blood warrior, coupled with certain skills, was able to knock the running horse to the ground.

The man on the horse was also thrown away.

This can also be seen that although the second-blood warrior who is so strong in his bones can explode with power comparable to that of third-blood warriors, his overall strength is still somewhat insufficient.

After a while.

Fang Zheng was panting and stopped, watching Captain Luo inspecting the body of the deceased.

"That's right."

Standing up, Luo Baotou looked solemn:

"This man is also one of the enemies of the Linghu family. Unexpectedly, on the day when the Linghu family worshiped their ancestors, someone took the opportunity to sneak attack the old residence."

"Well……"

"I'm afraid I fell into someone else's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

It stands to reason that even if you are worshiping your ancestors, there will be some masters left at home, so relying on the terrain there will be no problem even if enemies come.

But this time, in order to prevent anyone from damaging the feng shui of the ancestral tombs, Linghu An took away almost all the masters, leaving only the old, young, women and children at home.

The situation over there...

Very miserable!

"Master Fang."

Luo Captou touched his chin and said:

"The man who just used the Wind-Destroying Swift Sword might get into some trouble. I hope you can come over later."

Now that they are partners, some things will naturally not be hidden.

Fang's face darkened.

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In this situation, it was naturally not suitable for the two women to go to the restaurant anymore. Fortunately, there were enough empty rooms in Fang Mansion, and the two women came from a wealthy background and did not mind if they stayed overnight to affect their reputation.

After closing the curtains, Liu Qinghuan turned to look at Jinshu. The fear on his face disappeared without knowing when, and he said:

"This Mr. Fang is really strange. There are not many people in such a big house, not even a maid to clean it."

"Um."

Jin Shu nodded:

"Master Fang..."

"Really unique."

"I asked Butler Wu Hai." Liu Qinghuan fiddled with her fingers:

"It is said that Mr. Fang was of extraordinary origin, but fell into decline due to some reasons, and fell to this point."

"oh!"

Jin Shu raised her head, and the gauze on her face had been removed, revealing her delicate and picturesque cheeks, and her beautiful eyes shone slightly:

"What a coincidence."

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan nodded:

"This man is not very old. Xi Qin's playing is superb. His music is even more exquisite. His martial arts has reached a point where he is so strong that it penetrates his bones. He seems to have mastered internal organs training as well."

"And I have never heard the words in his mouth?"

"interesting!"

"This has nothing to do with us." Jin Shu lowered his head, holding a needle and thread to mend clothes:

"We came here just to live a stable life."

"Know."

Liu Qinghuan nodded, stepped forward and hugged Jin Shu, their cheeks touched and they murmured:

"Stay away from right and wrong..."

"As long as the two of us are together."

"right."

…………

At midnight, Fang Zheng was called to Linghu Mansion.

Once a place of wealth and grandeur, now...

There are ruins all over the place, houses collapsed, and the flames have not been completely extinguished.

The blood on the ground had not yet been cleaned up, and the sounds of sorrow and crying came from all directions, and everyone they met looked gloomy.

"It's too awful!"

"Even women, children and children will not be spared..."

"These people have gone too far!"

"..."

Fang Zheng glanced at Luo Captou, who signaled to wait a moment.

"Deng Deng..."

Before anyone could wait, a rush of footsteps came from outside. Several figures stepped into the lobby, and a cold and chilling feeling hit their faces.

If this breath had any substance, it would make one's breath hitch.

Even Fang Zheng couldn't help his heart beating wildly and looked at the leader.

Linghu'an!

He came back overnight.