"Brother Qin, are you really going to start school tomorrow?" Huang Yirong asked after Hua Kapok and his wife left.

"Of course, I have nothing to do anyway." Qin Yifan said, "I will go to your house to have lunch as before. I will pay for it. The children are still young and eat less."

"In the past, my mother provided lunch to the children and made a lot of money on you." Huang Yirong said with a smile, "When the business is cold, I rely on Brother Qin to maintain my business."

"The aunt is also very kind and has only made me a small profit." Qin Yifan said, "If she charges one more cent for each, I can't afford it."

"We are also mutually beneficial," said Huang Yirong. "In the past, there were only a dozen children going to school, but now there should be twenty of them in Huaqi Village."

"It should be."

Although Maple Leaf Town is small and remote, it has more than twenty children. However, not all children will go to Qin Yifan’s school to study.

After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, reading and reading are not the mainstream. Some of them have good qualifications have long been taken away by the sect. Some older parents will ask them to go home to help with their work.

In the eyes of most parents, children only need to learn some simple words, and learning too much is a waste of time. Rarely, children who study in their school have more than two semesters.

So Qin Yifan is teaching the "first grade" and the kind of children are very young. And he does not charge tuition fees, which is also due to this.

If he still charges tuition fees, there will probably be even fewer people coming to class.

...

Just as the two were walking and chatting about their daily life, a slim figure suddenly appeared in the sky, stepping on a fairy sword.

The fairy sword landed directly, and the figure stood in front of the two.

"Sister Qinglu, you..." Huang Yirong shouted in surprise.

"Fairy Li, what's wrong with you? You're so embarrassed and covered in blood?" Qin Yifan asked. Although Li Qinglu is still beautiful, the blood on her body has nothing to do with being out of the world.

"It's nothing big. I just came back from Zhongshan and encountered a monster on the way. After fighting with it, I killed the monster and also hung some colors myself." Li Qinglu said.

"So that's how it is." Qin Yifan said. He couldn't help but envy her lifestyle, cultivating immortals, and then using his sword to subdue demons...

It's thrilling and exciting.

"I was about to return to the sect in the air when I suddenly saw Mr. Qin and sister Rong'er, so I came down to take a look." Li Qinglu said, "Mr. Qin, I have something to ask you for advice."

"What's the matter?" Qin Yifan asked.

"Qinglu heard that Mr. Qin is a master of piano skills and had heard Mr. Qin play the piano before, so he asked you for advice. This matter is also related to music theory." Li Qinglu said, "I recently met a barbarian musician. The music she played was like an eagle, very fierce."

"What music is there in this world that can fight against this eagle?"

"Fierce? And it's a barbarian?" Qin Yifan said, "You can fight with "Eighteen Beats of the Wild" and the musical tone is just the opposite."

The Eighteen Beats of the Wild Wild? Li Qinglu was shocked when she heard this. Fairy Lingxi also played the Eighteen Beats of the Wild Wild Wild, but it seemed that it was useless.

However, how can Fairy Lingxi's piano skills be compared with Fairy Qin?

So he said, "Mr. Qin, can you play this song for me now and let me clean my mind? After listening to the barbarian musician's eagle musician, I felt uncomfortable... Just like what Mr. Qin said before, I didn't understand the thoughts."

"So anxious." Qin Yifan said.

"I beg Mr. Qin." Li Qinglu said.

"But I didn't bring the guqin here." Qin Yifan said.

"I have brought the guqin." Li Qinglu said.

"You seem to be prepared for a long time." Qin Yifan said.

"Mr. Qin, you don't know how torture it is for a cultivator to have a poor mind." Li Qinglu said, and had already taken out the guqin played by Fairy Lingxi from the storage bag.

Before she escaped from the Demon Sound Killing Formation, the reason why she took away Fairy Lingxi's Guqin was for this moment. First, Qin Yifan liked to go out and might not necessarily be in Yifan Jingzhai, and when he went out, he would never bring the Guqin with him. Second, she did not dare to go into Qin Yifan Jingzhai to get the Guqin for him.

If Qin Yifan goes home to play the piano, it will take a lot of precious time.

"This piano seems to be a seven-string zither commonly used by women." Qin Yifan frowned, "and five strings were broken..."

"I can help Mr. Qin connect the strings." Li Qinglu said.

"It's okay." Qin Yifan waved his hand, "Since Fairy Li came to invite me to play the piano and was so serious, I will show you my piano skills today, just play it with one string."

"Play only with one string?" Li Qinglu widened her eyes.

Qin Yifan's piano skills have reached the point where he can play a whole song with only one string. Otherwise, how can he be called the state of unity between man and nature?

Just when Li Qinglu was shocked, Qin Yifan had already sat down cross-legged.

"Studying the piano music has been needed since ancient times, and you need to listen to it. You need to have sandalwood as your companion, otherwise it will be a big shame." After sitting down, Qin Yifan did not play it immediately, but said leisurely.

He wrote and painted, played piano, drums and music every day, and his realm was still very high. Before he knew it, he also developed the bad habit of literati and elegant pretending.

Need a soulmate to listen? Li Qinglu thinks she is not qualified to be his soulmate.

Need to light sandalwood next to you? When is it now? If she is asked to find sandalwood again, I guess everyone in the Magic Sound Array will die.

Therefore, Li Qinglu could only pretend not to hear and looked at Huang Yirong with a look of help.

"Brother Qin, you just start playing. Sister Qinglu came here to ask you to play a song, so don't make so many requests." Huang Yirong said.

"Okay then." Qin Yifan said.

So he plucked the only string on the lyre with his right finger.

"bite!"

The sound of the piano is clearer and more moving, penetrating the sky.

Then I moved it for a while and it actually emitted a different tone. I continued to play and gathered into a music.

"Eighteen Beats of the Wild" is the first shot.

"I was still ineffective at the beginning of my life, and after my birth, the Xia Dynasty declined. The wars were searching for the roads and the roads were in danger, and the people were exiled and were sad and sad." Qin Yifan thought.

When playing, you must recite poems with your mouth.

In fact, there is no difference between him not chanting, but he chants while playing, which makes him feel more musical.
Chapter completed!