The rules of life have changed again.

Every morning the shop is open selling umbrellas and bamboo flutes and cucurbits. It closes in the afternoon. I put away the paper umbrellas and closed the wooden boards. I put on my clothes and went to the brothel to make money as a musician. I didn’t care what the brothel had in mind. It was just a part of my experience.

The secular world refines the heart and is a passing guest.

The streets became noisy again, there were more homeless people, and the beggars were too numerous to count.

Public security is deteriorating, children and girls are being kidnapped and trafficked openly, thefts and robberies are seen every day, and there is nothing to be curious about when you meet dead people on the streets.

Bai Yu was just on his way, walking quietly.

I can't hear the noise on the street, as if the world is silent, everyone is performing a pantomime, and wearing white is so conspicuous and out of tune with the world...

Those with bad intentions shunned that terrible person.

Outsiders who didn't know the rules tried to take advantage of the girl in white several times, but the results were broken bones and tendons. Even a wanted gangster Jiang Yang had his leg bones easily broken and couldn't run away. He was picked up by the enemy and beaten to death with sticks.

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Passing by a coffin shop, passing by a tea shop, passing by a wood shop...

Suddenly, Bai Yu stopped and stepped back, returning to the door of the lumber store. After thinking about it, he walked in.

"I want to buy the wood used for the guqin. Remember, I want the best."

"The wood is not a problem, but it is very expensive. Miss, do you have enough money?"

"how much is this."

"Let me calculate, the quality of the wood... the year... the weight... I've calculated it, and it's eighty-seven taels of silver."

Quietly, he took out a pile of money from his storage bag using his sleeves to cover it. He carefully picked it up to make sure it was not much before handing it to the shopkeeper. Making money was not easy. There was not even a demonic cultivator around here, so it was hard to make extra money.

I took the wood and walked out of the shop, took out a knife and whittled it as I went. I wanted to make a good-quality guqin, but the quality of the one I bought was too poor and I didn't like it.

Arriving at the brothel gate, a young scholar who had lost all his money was thrown out by the servant.

The scholar was still cursing and cursing, but finally dusted himself off and left. It was a very common scene. It was nothing more than being kicked out of the gold-selling cave after spending all his gold and silver. He would come back soon after he had money.

Go straight inside, sit down next to the stage, and continue whittling wood.

Life is plain and quiet.

Until one day something changes, just a little bit.

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Three months later.

There was a powerful man who liked the guqin. He heard that the guqin musician in the brothel played the guqin very well, so he came here because of his reputation. He originally wanted to buy the musician back to his mansion to listen to the music, but he didn't expect that he was a free man. It was better to avoid becoming a slave.

I lost my artistic conception while playing the piano.

Unexpectedly, this man who plays the piano is actually a tall and muscular man with beards. I have to say that a person cannot be judged by his appearance.

When you come in and listen to the piano, you will know that you have met a real violinist.

Just take out a gold leaf.

"Call the violinist out and play a song. This is the reward!"

In an instant, the entire brothel became quiet. I have seen people spending money and I have seen people spending a bunch of money, but I have never seen someone take out gold leaves directly for entertainment, and it was just to listen to the music of the piano.

Although he was jealous, he didn't dare to act recklessly. That person was not someone to be trifled with.

"Oh~ Master Wu is so generous~ Our family..."

Sister Ma enthusiastically stepped forward to grab Jin Yeye, but she never thought that Master Wu would close his fists and grab Jin Yeye. He looked at Sister Ma with a sneer. He was not afraid of others who were afraid of the backer behind the brothel.

Lord Wu sneered.

"This is not for you. The gold leaves are only for the violinist, who is free."

Sister Ma was taken aback for a moment, but then she still smiled and greeted her, not daring to say no. Master Wu was following the rules, and the money from the reward for the free musician did not go to the brothel.

"Master Wu, wait a minute~I'm going to call the piano master out~"

Sister Ma waddled to the side of the stage, not knowing that everything that happened in the hall was heard by a certain snake. She was usually too muddle-headed to care and didn't bother to listen, but with this hearing ability, she was only interested in gold and jewelry.

"Miss Bai, there is a big customer who wants to hear you play the piano. Please go to the stage."

"good."

After picking up the guqin, a boy helped to place the stand on the stage. A certain snake walked onto the stage step by step with the guqin in his arms. This was the first time in several months that he had stepped onto the stage, which was brightly lit by candlelight.

Immediately, the people who had just marveled at Lord Wu's generosity stood stunned on the spot...

The red candle swayed, illuminating the beautiful figures on the stage, and the snow-white dress wrapped her slender and delicate figure. In the past, Bai Yu always liked to lower her head, because lowering her head could save other people's attention and trouble, but on the stage, even if she lowered her head, she could still be seen clearly.

Both men and women were shocked by the beauty of the country.

"Wow, there's a beautiful lady hiding in the building, and she's deceiving us with all this vulgar beauty. That's too much!"

"I never expected that there would be such a beautiful woman in this remote town. This trip is worth it."

There was so much noise in the hall that even Mr. Wu took a few glances. He didn't expect that the piano player was still a young girl. He didn't know if her piano skills were even better than her appearance.

After placing the guqin in a straight position and sitting down, a certain snake raised its graceful hand.

"Where's the gold?"

With one sentence, the image of a pure fairy in everyone's mind was shattered. Master Wu was dumbfounded and asked people to send the gold leaves. This was fine, unlike some people who obviously wanted gold and silver but pretended to be noble and greedy in private.

Putting away the golden leaves, Bai Yu decided to repay the highest level of piano skills.

The jade fingers plucked the strings, and the guqin lost its strings...

No matter the national boundaries, no matter the language, no matter the ethnic group, the only thing that can communicate together is music, and the beautiful rhythm can make people feel the musical thoughts contained in it.

The song is over.

He raised his finger and there was silence in the lobby.

Normally, you should be quiet for a while and then applaud loudly and say some words of praise.

However, there are always some independent and unique people...

A middle-aged scholar with a long beard stood up from the crowd, with a weathered and melancholy face. He must have recently come here to avoid the rebellion from other places. I saw him sighing and looking miserable.

"I have heard a few lines of poetry, and one of them remains fresh in my memory."

There was a slight pause, perhaps because he was brewing emotions.

"Business girls don't know the hatred of their country's subjugation, but they still sing songs in the backyard across the river."

"Haha, the country is in turmoil and rebels are marching to the east of the Yangtze River. You businesswomen don't know how terrible this disaster is. It's so sad to play and sing the music in this land of fireworks!"

In an instant, the people who were shocked just now seemed to have a bucket of ice water poured on their heads, causing further congestion.

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this guy was calling himself ignorant and hateful, but the question is, who cares about me? Isn't it your business to fight the rebels?

He raised his hand and waved.

"Come here, come over here."

The middle-aged scholar snorted loudly, walked up to the stage with his head held high and held a folding fan, and then... he was grabbed by a snake by the long hair on his head. The hair was easy to grab and felt good.

Bang!

A punch hit his head, causing his saliva to fly away!

"I'll beat you! I'll beat you to death!"

"You keep chanting about cultivating one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world! If you don't resist the rebels, they come to scold me, a good citizen who earns money to support himself! You are a deadbeat! You go to the battlefield instead! Keep going! Fight on the street!"

The crowd was stunned again, staring blankly at a certain violinist who beat the scholar with a loud bang until his whole body twitched... I want to chat with more like-minded people about "New White Snake Asks the Immortal", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels and chat
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