Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

　　 Outside the gate.

　　Chu Lingxiao stood with his hand in his hand, but did not step in. He just looked up at the mottled plaque hanging on the gate of the Qingwa Courtyard, and the word "Wan Liu" could be vaguely seen in it.

　　 was silent for a long time without saying a word.

　　 Zhao Ningyu's face was quiet, standing behind him respectfully, without asking much.

　　The small courtyard is dilapidated, hidden in the cracks of the ancient block, usually almost no one will come.

　　 can't help it.

　　 attracted many businesses around to look sideways.

　　 is really strange, this old man Chen's ancestral piano school is almost out of doors, and today there are still people visiting.

　　 "Go, let's go in." Chu Lingxiao stared at the piano courtyard, spoke lightly, and stepped in.

　　 In fact, when he approached this piano courtyard, he noticed that Liu Ruying's vitality was no longer there.

　　 Mortal life span.

　　 If it were not a warrior, how many of them would survive after a whole hundred years?

　　 "Sir, let's make an appointment for a hundred years."

　　 "If I, Liu Ruying, can still live in this world in a hundred years, please come and listen to the little girl again."

　　 At the time of Jinling City, the woman who wore a red dress and made a living making a living.

　　 no more lingering sound.

　　 Now only left, the promise left in the sweet smile.

　　 When Chu Lingxiao stepped into the Qin Yuan.

　　I thought it was the person my grandmother was waiting for, but finally came, but saw that it was just a young man in a white robe. Chen Fuyan's highly anticipated gaze suddenly looked disappointed.

　　 It turns out that it’s not the one that grandma was waiting for.

　　 If he can show up.

　　 I can also be considered as completed, the grandmother's dying order, so that I can sell the guqin, Niuniu's surgery costs, there is no need to worry about.

　　 Looking at the pure little eyes of his granddaughter Niu Niu Wuxie, Chen Fuyan sighed and returned to a sad look on his face.

　　 seems to be used to seeing it a long time ago, and there are usually some foreign tourists who visit this Guqin courtyard as a local attraction.

　　 Chen Fuyan waved his hand casually, and reminded him in a low voice:

　　 "You can visit, but don't damage the things here, and pay an additional 100 visit fees."

　　 It's not that he is greedy for money, it is really his own Niuniu's disease, and he needs money urgently.

　　 Zhao Ningyu, lightly nodded towards Chen Fuyan, and put a hundred yuan on the table.

　　 immediately.

　　 followed Chu Lingxiao again.

　　 After paying the money, Chen Fuyan didn't say anything, and continued to turn over the ledger in front of him, thinking hard.

　　 Evening Liuqinyuan.

　　 If you look at it with the current eyes, it is no longer a place to really teach piano art.

　　 There are only a dozen wooden tables in total.

　　Qin, although it is complete, the strings are already old and can't play the most pleasing sound.

　　 The place is even smaller and pitiful.

　　Walking inside, Chu Lingxiao's gaze finally stopped on a black and white photograph placed on the cabinet in the corner.

　　 is a photo of it.

　　 It's better to say it's a dead photo.

　　 is lit in front of him, and there is a column of agarwood with lingering smoke on it.

　　 In the photo, there is a woman with wrinkles on her face and gray hair, wearing a cheongsam embroidered with blossoming lotus flowers.

　　 Chu Lingxiao's gaze stayed for a few seconds before turning to the guqin placed below.

　　 Slowly sat down, closed his eyes, as if feeling something, gently flicking his fingers on the strings, moving slowly to the end of the piano.

　　 Next second.

　　 opened his eyes and looked at the woman in the photo quietly again.

　　 "Sir, today I have learned another tune, I will play it for you."

　　 "Sir, one day, I will play the best tune in Jinling City, and let all the big people in Jinling City come and listen!"

　　 Yesterday.

　　 There was a woman in a red dress, with a confident smile on her face, standing on the Moon-watching Cliff, shouting at the Jinling City below, bright and lively.

　　 Even though the flames of war are flying below.

　　 Even though, the whole Jinling is devastated.

　　 Even though, the woman has suffered many unfair encounters and has been living in laughter

　　 However, even though she is a mere mortal, the woman still maintains a positive heart, without a trace of complaint about the current poor life.

　　 a red dress, a guqin, an ancient capital.

　　 Now it is, a song is not over, the strings are broken.

　　 Seeing that Chu Lingxiao was sitting in front of his grandmother's photo, and still stroking the guqin, Chen Fuyan's face was taken aback. He didn't expect this strange young man to sit there.

　　 At this time, he just wanted to speak out, to keep Chu Lingxiao from approaching. Suddenly outside the door came the voice of a girl who was full of ridicule despite her elder respect.

　　 "Grandpa Chen, have you thought about it, do you want to sell your piano school to me?"

　　 "Anyway, there are no people. It is no different from a bankruptcy. Why should you hold on to it?"

　　 suddenly.

　　 Hearing this, Chen Fuyan's rickety body trembled suddenly, and he quickly held his granddaughter Niu Niu in his arms.

In the next moment, a girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, looks pure, but tall, dressed in an elegant dress, a wealthy daughter, followed by five or six girls with bodyguards wearing sunglasses, walked away Came in.

　　 The girl looked around, showing unscrupulous eyes, and looked around the courtyard.

　　 When I found the piano courtyard that had been empty, there were two more people, one man and one woman.

　　 suddenly startled.

　　 But I didn’t take it to heart. It is estimated that they were two foreign tourists, and looking at Chen Fuyan with a look of fear, the girl’s face was even more proud, and she said:

　　 "Grandpa Chen, don't be so scared."

　　 "I'm here today to talk to you about the transfer of this piano academy."

　　 just finished talking.

　　 Chen Fuyan suddenly became angry, dragging a hoarse old voice, and said angrily:

　　 "I have already said that I will not sell this piano school to anyone!"

　　 "You give me out!"

The girl in front of 　　, even though she is only 17 or 18 years old, she is a piano artist and has already reached the playing level.

　　 In this Jinling City, they are all famous and talented girls~www.wuxiahere.com~ but I don't know why.

Since three years ago, I have been staring at this night Liuqin Academy, because this girl is the eldest girl of the Zhou group, so many people originally came to learn piano, because they were afraid of offending the rich daughter, she dropped out of school within a year. Up.

　　 Evening Liuqinyuan.

　　 has become the tragic picture that no one cares about now, and most of it is to be blamed on the devil-like little girl in front of him.

　　 "Go out?"

　　 Hearing Chen Fuyan was about to drive her away, Zhou Yao showed a disdainful smile on her face, and sneered: "What Zhou Yao is going to do, no one can stop!"

　　 "I smashed your broken piano court today. After the big deal, I will pay you a little more. What can you do with me?"

　　 immediately.

　　 Those seven or eight strong bodyguards began to smash everywhere, all the guqin, the table, directly smashed into a mess.

"Hahahaha, yes yes yes, smash me, smash me hard!" Seeing the broken pieces of guqin, it seemed to make Zhou Yao more happy in his heart, that pure and lovely face of melon seeds was full of unspeakable resentment And jealousy:

　　 "The violin passed down by the old witch Liu Ruying was all smashed by this lady!"

　　 "Don't leave any of them, just smash them!"

this moment.

　　The huge piano courtyard, there is only an elderly old man, holding his trembling granddaughter in his arms, lonely and helpless, can only watch this happen, and cannot stop it.

　　铮!

　　 But suddenly at this moment, the sound of an ancient piano string suddenly sounded, seeming to be shining with endless light, Zhou Yao's presumptuous sarcasm stopped abruptly.

　　 Chen Fuyan looked at the snow-white figure even more, his eyes trembled and an incredible expression on his face.

　　 That guqin actually rang!