Chapter 111 Piano Field

"Get me out, you old bastards, let me out. I'm afraid of mice and cockroaches! Hurry up and let me out."

The dark cell is surrounded by walls made of extremely hard diamonds, and the railings made of cold iron are cold to the bone. Under this defense, it is difficult for even the strong man at the level of King Wu to escape.

Yaoer's small face was white with fear and a cold sweat. Her beautiful eyes stared at the mice and cockroaches moving back and forth not far away. Although they are extremely calm in the face of murder, the common feature of women is that they are afraid of this little evil thing.

"Ah!" The dark cockroach climbed to Yaoer's feet, jumped up directly in horror, and then cursed again.

"Old bastard of Yuncheng School, let me out quickly, or I will kill you all."

"Oh!" With a heavy noise, the thick iron door of the cell was pushed open, and a pair of sharp eyes flashed on his thin face, followed by a young man with good temperament and a good-looking man.

As soon as Yao'er saw someone coming, she shouted angrily, "Old bastard, let me out quickly."

"Presumptuous!" Before the thin old man could speak, the quiet man behind him shouted, "My master is the eight elders of Yuncheng. Please speak respectfully."

"Hmm." Yao'er Liu frowned and stared at the other party with slanted eyes, "Is the eight elders amazing? What are you again? How dare you yell at Miss Ben?"

The man's face was slightly dark, suppressed the surging anger, and pretended to be angry and said, "I am Geng Fei, the personal disciple of the eight elders."

"What the hell? Did I ask you to introduce yourself? Yao'er gave them a blank look and replied angrily, "Master, what kind of apprentice he teaches, the upper beam is not the lower beam."

"You?" The man was suddenly angry and speechless. He wanted to flatter the master well, but before he could say a few words, he was tcolded by the other party.

The eight elders' eyes darkened and looked straight at Yao'er like a knife, "Who sent you? Unexpectedly, he openly killed me in Anyun City?

"No one sent me here! Isn't it just a master? If you want to kill, just kill." Yaoer understated and looked directly at the past without fear.

"Well, you can kill it if you want. Where do you think of my Yuncheng faction? How can you allow yourself to do something wrong?"

Yaoer looked so angry that she didn't pay for her life. She spread her little hands, showing her innocence and cuteness. "What do you want?"

"Master, this witch is too presumptuous. Just kill her with a knife." Geng Fei deliberately intimidates Yaoer and is willing to see the other party's fear.

But his hope was destined to fail. Yaoer clapped her little hands and pretended to be afraid, "Yes, yes, kill me with a knife!" I'm so scared! Don't let these mouse cockroaches are still terrible, hahahaha. After saying that, he covered his mouth and laughed and trembled.

The eight elders were angry about blowing their beards and staring. Geng Fei also hated it so much that the woman in front of him did not understand the current situation. The two of them really had the impulse to kill Yaoer.

"Demon, I think you can be arrogant for a while." The eight elders shook their sleeves and turned angrily and left the cell. His disciple Geng Fei stared at Yao'er fiercely and followed the footsteps of the eight elders.

Yaoer laughed at the backs of the two people reluctantly, "Alas, remember to find someone to help me clean this place tomorrow."

"Oh!" The iron gate was heavily closed, and it can be imagined how angry the two were. After the iron gate was isolated, the indignant dialogue between the two could be faintly seen.

"Master, why don't you kill her directly? That witch is so hateful."

"Hmm, do you think I don't want to? She killed the owner of the division hall. This matter is more important, and she must ask the head first.

"But the master and several elders are closed to practice the "Fu Mo Qisha array", and I don't know when they can get out of the customs."

The eight elders let out a long sigh, "Then we can only wait." ......

The dissatisfied scolding gradually faded away, and the cell returned to silence again. Yaoer did not pay attention to the dialogue between the two, and the smile on her face had also receded. Looking at the little things crawling around not far away, there was a great grievance in his big eyes.

"Jing Xia, it's all your big bastard's fault." With a soft scolding, Yao Eryu's hand turned over, and there was a white scroll in the palm of her hand, and a faint power fluctuation emanated from the scroll.

The little hand was clenched, and he was about to crush it, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, his red lips were squeezed and he said to himself, "Wait for another two days, if it's two days,"

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning spilled into the room through the window, and it was sunny and sunny. The room was chaotic. The young man lying in ** stretched out comfortably.

"Oh, it's really comfortable to sleep." The man got up and got out of bed and glanced at the corners of his eyes. On the ground, there was a person like a zongzi tied by a rope. It was puzzling that the two looked almost identical. It can be imagined that the one who just woke up was the change of general summer, and the "zongzi" on the ground was the real Fei Ze.

Jing Xia walked to Fei Ze and gently kicked the other party, "Oh, don't pretend. Believe it or not, I'll throw you down from this mountain?"

"Don't, don't." Fei Ze trembled. He quickly opened his eyes and moved his body. When he saw the appearance of General Xia, he was completely dumbfounded. Then he cried and shouted, "Oh my God, damn it, why do you look like me? It's unreasonable! I'm so handsome and unique, but I can't copy it, woo-woo-woo."

"All right, I'll borrow your face for a few days." Jiang Xia leaned over and looked at the other party with an evil smile, "Tell me, what's the first thing you usually do when you get up in the morning?"

"Pine." Feiser answered without thinking about it.

Xia secretly shook his head. This mother is indeed a freak. Are the ten elders of the Yuncheng School confused or heavy taste? I accepted such a strange disciple.

"Then what?"

"Hey hey." Fei Ze showed an obscene smile, and his eyebrows beat up and down. "Then he went to the piano art field and said hello to the second sister. This is what I have to do. Even if I don't pee, I still have to say hello to the second sister, hehe."

Jiang Xia couldn't stand up and quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, you are a guy who only pees in your mind. Be honest here. I won't kill you. You can rest assured.

"No, it's uncomfortable to tie it up. Can you untie me?"

"Where is so much nonsense?" Xia casually grabbed a cloth bag and stuffed it into the other party's mouth, then dragged it under the bed and covered it with a quilt. Finally, he clapped his hands and turned around and left the room.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Feiser under the bed made a burst of "woo-woo", which could be vaguely recognizable according to the tone, "I, want, pee."

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Out of the place where Fezer lived, he turned around and found the right direction. The remote environment can't help but remind Zhu Xia of his residence in Yunxuanmen, which is also an almost forgotten corner. Thinking of this, General Xia was a little pitiful, and the ten elders' disciples would be reduced to such a level.

Because of Fei Ze's qualifications, he is lazy. Coupled with a strange idea, the people of the Yuncheng faction were quite dissatisfied. The ten elders were also helpless about this. The mud could not support the wall, and the rotten wood was difficult to carve. Since the teaching was useless, the surname was no longer ignored. Without the protection of the ten elders, the brothers bullied him without any worries, which led to Feize's appearance today.

However, General Xia didn't know about it. She just wanted to continue Fei Ze's identity and save Yao'er as soon as possible. As soon as he arrived at the inner courtyard of the Yuncheng School, there were more people, but everyone's eyes were full of contempt and disdain, which made General Xia very depressed. Thinking about it, he was Fei Ze now, and he was relieved.

"Fese, why don't you go to the piano field? If you are late later, Mr. Cen Ming will hit you on the head with the piano again, hahahaha. The joking ridicule came from the mouth of a young disciple, and then there was a burst of laughter around.

Xia looked around, and then politely asked, "Brother, can you tell me how to get to the piano art field?"

Everyone was stunned. The disciple who spoke pointed in a direction and continued, "Fese, you are not fooled, are you?"

"Oh, thank you." Jiang Xia ignored it, smiled at him, and left in the direction indicated by the other party. After leaving the people who stayed in place, Feze would never say thank you.

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In an extremely quiet open-air field, dozens of disciples of the Yuncheng School sat neatly on the futons in rows, with low tables for playing the piano in front of them. The disciple is facing a middle-aged man in his thirties. I think it's Cen Ming, who teaches piano skills, a fifth-level pianist.

Compared with Yunxuanmen, which is dominated by martial arts, the Yuncheng School pays attention to the double cultivation of Qin and Wu, which truly inherits the Fengyang Sect. In this respect alone, the gap between Yuncheng and Yunxuan is reflected.

"Geng Fei, have everyone arrived yet?" Cen Ming asked softly.

"Mr. Cen Ming, Fei Ze hasn't come yet." The answer was the first row, a handsome young man, who was officially the personal disciple of the eight elders, Geng Fei.

"Alas! It's really rotten wood that can't be carved. Cen Ming shook his head with dissatisfaction, and then turned his eyes to a beautiful woman with a fresh and refined temperament not far away. "As a disciple of the Yuncheng School, Ling Lin, you already have the strength of a fifth-order pianist, and you still come here to practice the piano every day. Whether it's diligence or talent, this gap, hey!"

"Teacher Miao praised it." Ling Lin smiled and nodded.

Cen Ming couldn't hide his appreciation in his eyes and sighed, "Forget it, don't wait. Let's start practicing the piano!"

As soon as the words fell, a hurried figure appeared in everyone's sight, "Sorry, I'm late." Although someone pointed the way, Jianxia was still late. The eyes full of contempt and disdain swept over.

"Hey," Geng Fei's eyebrows were full of sarcasm, "Fei Ze, what are you doing here? Did you forget to pee in the morning?

"Hahahaha." Everyone laughed. Of course, except for Ling Lin and a few disciples, they didn't laugh. Cen Ming patted the low table, and the laughter stopped. He said impatiently, "Ferrer, sit down quickly when you come. Don't daw�."

"Yes, teacher." Xia nodded politely and glanced around to find the position that belonged to Fei Ze. When he saw Ling Lin, he couldn't help but be stunned. When Feng Yangzong remembered the second sister and played for Feng Yang, he used the music played by the other party.

Ling Lin seemed to have a feeling. She raised her water eyes gently and looked straight at her. Jiang Xia quickly withdrew his eyes and continued to look for his "self" position.

"Fese, what are you still doing? Isn't your place there?" Cen Ming shouted angrily and pointed to the last row.

"Oh? Yes." Jiang Xia withdrew his mind and found the last vacant seat to sit down under the dissatisfied eyes of everyone.

Ling Lin frowned slightly, and some felt that today's "Feze" was a little strange, especially the other party's eyes, which had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Okay, let's start now!" Cen Ming's words pulled Ling Lin's thoughts back. He calmed down his doubts and began to prepare to practice the piano.

The disciples calmed down again, touching the strings in front of them, and the melodious and melodious sound filled the venue. Geng Fei glanced coldly at "Fei Ze" who had reached his position, and then gave a look at several disciples behind him. They immediately understood, and all of them smiled strangely.

There are all kinds of wonderful movements on the piano field, and there are also a few people practicing piano skills, and the crisscrossing light is colorful. The momentum emitted by Ling Lin was the strongest. Her beautiful eyes were lightly closed, her ten fingers were slender, and she was moving back and forth on the strings, and the air around her became chaotic.

The beauty Fuqin naturally attracted many disciples to wait and see secretly. At the beginning, Yuncheng sent up and down, and they all thought that the eldest brother Tong Zheng and the second senior sister Ling Lin were a pair of golden boys and jade girls, but unexpectedly, Feng Yangzong and Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and Lin Chi died tragically in the woods. As a result, many disciples who admire Ling Lin are in a fantasies and look forward to the return of the beauty. But Ling Lin almost disdained anyone, and the disciples were only expected to sigh.

In the last position, Xia put his hand on the low table and looked thoughtfully at a five-stringed piano in front of him. This should belong to Feize's piano, dirty, and the strings were stained with earthy mud. However, Jinxia did not intend to play music or practice piano skills, but was thinking about how to find the place where Yaoer was imprisoned.

Feeling the contemptuous eyes of several disciples in the adjacent position, General Xia couldn't help sighing, thinking that Fei Ze was so annoying. He shook his head helplessly and couldn't help stretching out his fingers to remove the mud on the strings. The mud has dried, and the nails are gently scraped, revealing the yellow strings.

When the summer was ready to clean up the second root, the sound of breaking the wind suddenly came, "Bump!" With a soft sound, a black light hit the ukulele in front of Xia unswervingly, and a string broke on the spot.

Xia's face changed, and she didn't know what had happened. Two white rays came again, "Bounce, jump." The crisp sound broke the two strings again.