And I live alone.

Suddenly he felt an indescribable feeling, as if he had walked out, and as if he was the continuation of the dream.

Is it a dream or a true dream? Is it a general and a prime minister who comes from a dream? Or is it a general and a prime minister who returns to his youth after he goes out?

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou.

Li Yixian couldn't hear the boy's question, looked up in confusion, and saw the boy in blue sitting there, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, Li Puyu finally barely finished playing a song. He pressed his father's increasingly frowning brow and the teacher's pressure that almost pulled off his beard. He breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the piano to the side, saying, "It's your turn, it's your turn!"

After sitting down, I remembered that Qi Wuhuo was next to me.

Instead of the next clan brother who should have played the piano.

Qi Wuhuo has always been poor and thought he would not be able to play the piano. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the boy in blue shirt pressing his finger on the guqin.

Use a little force on your fingers.

The next moment.

The piano sounded like a crack of silk.

The room where the trivial chatter suddenly became quiet, the piano sound was clear, and the whole hall could be heard clearly, as if it was attracted by the heart.

Inside and outside the house.

Human and non-human.

It was quiet for a moment.

"The sound of the piano enters the Tao, and the soul is born?!"

Outside the Li family, a Taoist changed his face instantly.
Chapter completed!