Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 106 - 45: Two Women (Part 2)

In the end, it already seemed somewhat like acting coy.

"Then..."

Fang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Alright!"

He also felt a bit eager to perform, and who wouldn't want to show off in front of beauties? Even a peacock opens its tail to gain the favor of the opposite sex.

As he took out the erhu he purchased for a hefty price, Liu Qinghuan's eyes immediately lit up:

"What an exquisite Xiqin!"

The erhu, also known as the Xiqin, was rarely learned in the Imperial Music Bureau—firstly because it was habitually considered rustic, and secondly, because its sound was unpleasant, often carrying a sorrowful tone, which didn't fit the needs there.

Such a beautiful Xiqin was something the two women hadn't even seen at the Imperial Music Bureau, and for a moment, they had more anticipation for the upcoming performance.

Of course,

to say it surpassed Jin Shu was something Liu Qinghuan refused to believe.

Fang Zheng set down the erhu, thought for a moment, and "Horse Racing" came to mind.

"Horse Racing" is considered a classic erhu piece, requiring certain technical skills from the performer, but is only a level-four piece in amateur grading.

"The Moon Reflected in Er-Quan" is a level nine piece.

The melody of "The Moon Reflected in Er-Quan" is simple, and the finger technique is uncomplicated, seemingly not hard to learn, whereas "Horse Racing" demands more from beginners.

This actually touches on the realm of music appreciation; playing an instrument isn't mere juggling—it's not just about having finger techniques.

There's also an understanding of musical theory.

Of course.

Once truly learned, one can understand why a classic is a classic; even "Horse Racing," at level four, has its unique aspects, and grading doesn't determine its true value.

"Zheng..."

As Fang Zheng's fingertips lightly trembled, a cheerful sound erupted, revealing the momentum of thousands of troops, despite being just one person with one erhu.

The erhu has only two strings.

But in Fang Zheng's hands, the sound rose and fell, flowed freely, vividly expressing abundant emotions, especially through the slides he performed, which were astonishing.

Since practicing martial arts, his skills had increased considerably.

Recently, the power into the marrow not only enhanced his erhu playing significantly but also made the stability of his fingers something to envy among masters.

A moment later.

Fang Zheng gently set down the erhu.

"Lingering sounds fill the beam, lasting for three days." Jin Shu's ethereal voice spoke, her bright eyes under the light gauze looking at Fang Zheng with even more brightness, praising:

"Young Master Fang's accomplishment on the Xiqin is unprecedented in my lifetime; I am impressed!"

"Indeed."

Liu Qinghuan's expression was also dazed:

"You play the Xiqin so well, why stay in such a small place?"

"Both of you aren't bad either." Fang Zheng smiled and said:

"Didn't you also come to Gu'an..."

"Peng!"

A muffled noise echoed from afar, followed by chaotic, noisy sounds and even roars.

"Huh?"

Uttering in surprise, Fang Zheng stood up:

"What's going on?"

Wu Hai hurriedly rushed to the courtyard, with a few leaps climbing onto the rooftop, looking towards where the sound came from, shouting:

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

"Seems like..."

"In the direction of the Ling Family?"

The Ling Family?

Weren't the Ling Family members out for ancestral worship?

Could it be...

It's just because there were no experts at home, the lair got raided?

In such a short time, the place was already ablaze, the situation there could be imagined.

Fang Zheng frowned, stepped to the courtyard, listened carefully for a moment, and his expression grew serious.

Chaos!

He had encountered this kind of chaos before, when the Cyan Wolf Gang laid siege to the city, with some people infiltrating the county to sabotage and cause such a mess.

However, tonight wasn't as exaggerated as that time.

But...

Judging from the increasingly clear sounds, this place might not remain unaffected.

"Young Master Fang."

Jin Shu's voice was urgent:

"The night is still young, we better return to the inn early."

"Yes, yes." Liu Qinghuan's face also showed panic:

"I heard the sounds and they seem unusual."

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

"Be careful on the way, it seems some evildoers have entered the city tonight, but since the commotion isn't big, there shouldn't be much of a problem."

"Alright!"

The two women nodded urgently, picking up the pipa and gathering their clothes hurriedly before heading towards the door.

Liu Qinghuan actually knew how to drive a carriage.

Hearing the chaotic sounds getting closer, she didn't have time to change her long-sleeved dance dress, quickly pulled the reins, and turned the horse's head abruptly.

"Da da..."

Just then, the rapid sound of hoofbeats came.

Three strong horses appeared at the end of the street, the riders whipping the horses frantically; seeing the carriage blocking the way ahead, they couldn't help but shout:

"Make way!"

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

"Quick, make way!"

The rider yelled a couple of times; seeing the carriage still blocking the way, his eyes suddenly filled with intense killing intent, he grabbed his saber with one hand from his waist.

"Go to hell!"

He shouted low, his saber slashed fiercely towards Liu Qinghuan with the momentum of the charging horse.

"Ah!"

Liu Qinghuan screamed in panic, momentarily forgetting to dodge.

"Swish!"

Several streaks of dark light shot out from the courtyard, heading straight towards the rider, the dark lights' momentum was impressive, forcing the rider to swing back to fend them off.

"Ding ding dang dang..."

Several short arrows fell to the ground.

Wu Hai, holding a small powerful crossbow, rushed out, shouting:

"Ladies, you both better come back and hide for a bit."

These people should be escaping from the direction of the Ling Family, behind you could vaguely hear the chasing and shouting sounds, which were getting closer.

"Damn!"

The road was narrow, the carriage almost blocking it completely, making it impossible for the three riders to pass together, one of them cursed angrily.

"Courting death!"

With that, he leaped from the horseback, spanning nearly two zhang, charging aggressively towards Wu Hai.

Martial Artist!

Wu Hai's eyes shrank, before he could react, someone had already appeared beside him, a flickering blade tip in hand meeting the attack.

It was the Master!