The store owner widened his eyes and stared at Zhao Ping in a daze.

"I don't know that this shopkeeper himself is. Where did you, an outsider, know?" He was completely unbelievable and his eyes, and his head was shaking like a storm.

Zhao Ping glanced outside and pointed to the teahouse in the distance and signaled to the store.

In the shocked gaze of the store, Zhao Ping quietly said to the store: "Shopkeeper, but there are rumors in Chengdu, pointing directly to the Guilou."

"After all, rumors are rumors, how can they be trustworthy?" The store owner looked at Liu Ang dissatisfiedly, as if he blamed him for bringing the person, and then shook his head, "If you believe the rumors, wouldn't it be a joke."

Afterwards, the store owner's tone was obviously joking.

Seeing the store owner's disapproval of his tone and expression, Zhao Ping couldn't help frowning.

He wanted to see Liu Ang, but Liu Ang was no longer there.

Will Liu Ang tell lies to himself? Obviously impossible.

I am no longer the same person as myself, I have already mastered Liu Ang's future. Obviously, Liu Ang will not joke about his future and destiny.

Since Liu Ang doesn’t tell lies, there are five possibilities for the store to speak.

First, the store owner does not know;

Secondly, although the store owner is the shopkeeper, he is not the owner of Qizhen Tower, so he doesn’t know;

Third, the store owner is lying, but he actually knows it himself;

Fourth, the store’s level has not reached the level of knowing this matter;

Fifth, when he first arrived in the noble land, he was still a stranger, how could he believe it?

Sixth, there is another possibility, which is the combination of the above five.

No matter which possibility it is, it is quite difficult for Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping took a look around and suddenly had an inspiration.

Such a precious thing is obviously impossible to put on the first floor.

The first floor is a public store, which is so earth-shaking, and obviously will not be displayed publicly.

The first floor will not be displayed publicly. Is this object hiding on the second floor?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping moved his footsteps and was about to walk to the second floor.

Zhao Ping was about to move to the second floor, and two guards stood on the stairs on the second floor. He bowed very politely and said, "Little Brother, please stay."

Now that the other party doesn’t let him go upstairs, it is obvious that he has not satisfied the other party. What should I do?

Judging from this layout, the other party is obviously very rich and is truly something outside of money.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile. It seemed that only by showing the ability to convince the other party could he get up.

But except for the "War Theory" and "The Unification of All Things", my articles have no other works that touched the world.

Zhao Ping was walking around while thinking about the way to go.

Zhao Ping suddenly thought that he had already impressed the other party with his flute and chimes just now, but now he can only impress the other party with music.

But after thinking about it, what should I use?

Zhao Ping came outside Qizhen Building and saw that this Qizhen Building was not like ordinary Zhenwan, with apricot yellow flags hanging, but directly erected the sign on the tallest building.

In addition, Chengdu only has one to two floors, which gives people the feeling of looking down on all living beings, and guests are not allowed to go up above the second floor.

The other party is so arrogant, obviously he has a kind of arrogance from the bottom of his heart.

Since he is a hero who looks down on the world, would he be a hero?

It is really hard to guess what the other party likes.

After thinking about it, he played a very bright and majestic song.

Hearing this song, Huang Xiaoniu and the guards couldn't help but stretch out their right hand, pressing the sword or sword in their hands, and some even pulled out the sword or sword.

When they drew out the sword, some spectators screamed: "Robbery, someone wants to rob."

The others were shocked. Could it be that these people were going to rob, otherwise why would they have to draw their swords?

Hearing the shouts inside, the guards also drew their swords and surrounded Zhao Ping's guards.

"Retract the sword." Cui Zhu coughed, glanced at the guards and ordered in a deep voice.

When these guards heard Cui Zhu's voice, they suddenly realized.

They just heard the sound of these music, and they were all excited and wanted to draw out their swords and wave them.

After Cui Zhu reminded them, they understood that this could easily cause misunderstandings from others, so they immediately took back the sword.

Cuizhu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply to the shopkeeper, and immediately said Qian: "Report to the shopkeeper, Xiao Langjun and his subordinates couldn't help but want to pull out their swords and wave them to help them enjoy themselves. They had no other intentions.

, please hope the shopkeeper will not misunderstand and forgive me.”

When the shopkeeper saw that it turned out to be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old lady, he couldn't help but look at her deeply.

I thought this little lady was not simple, but she could stop these guards at once, and expected that they should be close maids or something.

"This song is really exciting. Although I am old, I want to draw out my sword and wave it." He laughed while stopping the guards.

He had already seen that Zhao Ping had an extraordinary identity, and Zhao Ping convinced him, otherwise he would not have let Zhao Ping's guards draw out their swords and waved them.

After saying that, he patted the sword on his waist.

In fact, the shopkeeper is only about forty years old and is in his prime.

Cuizhu was filled with joy when she heard that the shopkeeper had already understood and her face was full of smiles: "The shopkeeper is not old? She is obviously in her prime, and she looks better than a young man."

"I am old, so don't laugh at me." This made the shopkeeper feel happy, laughing loudly while being modest.

Zhao Ping finished his song and found out that these things were happening on the scene.

Seeing Cuizhu dealing with things in time, she gave her a thumbs up.

Cuizhu couldn't help but blush, and her heart was sweet, and she couldn't help but look at the guard leader Huang Xiaoniu.

Although Cuizhu only glanced at it lightly, it contained too much content.

Not only does he have a noble attitude, but he also has the intention of being proud.

Although you are the savior of the young man and you are very good at martial arts, so what? You still have to obey my orders.

At critical moments, I, the close maid, still works.

Huang Xiaoniu didn't expect that he had suddenly had an impulse just now, and drew out the Hu Hu Killing Sword and waved it.

She didn't expect that it would make people misunderstand, and she couldn't help but feel scared and sweated.

Seeing Cuizhu just came forward to stop him in time, she also got both jealous and envious of Cuizhu.

She was envious of her as a little saint, and she was a close maid. She was jealous of her so calm.

These are secondarily, but what made her even more unhappy was that Cuizhu looked at her just now.

Huang Xiaoniu was unhappy, and Zhao Ping was even more unhappy.

Because he followed the other party and played a song that had already made his subordinates dance, he didn't expect that he was not moved.

Seeing Zhao Ping frowning, the shopkeeper who was observing Zhao Ping's movements smiled slightly and stroked his beard.

Zhao Ping frowned and looked at the three words Qizhenlou, and remembered that he was intercepted by the other party to go upstairs. The unintentional play of "Sheep Song" just now had already moved the other party's shopkeeper.

Now the other party didn't respond to this song that made the man's blood boil.

"It seems that the other party is not a hero, is it a paradise?" Zhao Ping couldn't help but think.

A melodious, casual, fresh and refined song flew out from Zhao Ping's flute, making people suddenly feel like they were placed between the poetic landscape.

There seemed to be a faint drizzle in front of me, accompanied by apricot blossoms flying all over the sky.

At this time, a group of officials, wearing oil-paper umbrellas, boarded a boat, leisurely, and indulged in the mountains and rivers.

The people who screamed just now stopped and came over, closing their eyes and tapping them gently with their fingers, as if the player was not someone else, but was playing themselves, completely immersed in the musical mood and couldn't extricate themselves.

This song is not another song, but it is "Between Landscapes" that was popular in later generations for twenty years.

The lingering sound was lingering, and Zhao Ping took over the jade flute.

Everyone present suddenly woke up as if they were dreaming.

They felt that they were not completely satisfied, and Zhao Ping had already taken back the jade flute and stayed in the artistic conception and could not extricate himself.

The spectators and listeners all enjoy a free music package, but they can't be happy.

He never expected that almost everyone was immersed in the song, but there was still no response from the above.

The person above is not a hero or a laity. Who is it?

While drinking tea, Zhao Ping gently tapped the table and kept thinking.

"Shepherd's Song" describes a woman who touched the shopkeeper. Is the other party a woman who is as proud as a princess?

Zhao Ping walked around outside Qizhen Building again. After coming in, he looked at the two guards who were still waiting under the stairs on the second floor. He thought to himself that he could only try it.

So Zhao Ping picked up the jade flute, took a step slowly, and played slowly, completely entering the world of music.
To be continued...