Chapter 612: The legendary golden-faced Buddha

After looking at him deeply for a long time, Madam Han let out a long sigh of suffocation before she could not help sincerely complimenting him: Jue Yang, you are not only a noble character and chivalrous, but also so talented. Disrespectful. "
With that said, Mrs. Han already bowed slightly and bowed.
Where, Madam is serious! "
Seeing this, Yang Feng hurriedly raised his hand to help her up, but couldn't help but feel complacent.
Not long ago, he once watched a movie in which a kid named Charlotte traveled through time and space, returned to high school, and became a master of music by copying the famous songs of a generation of songwriters, and then he got up.
What is that?
He only copied one generation, and Lao Tzu copied everything. Anyway, those songwriters can't cross an interface dimension and come and file a lawsuit with Lao Tzu, Jie Jie Jie.
This is how plagiarism is cool for a while, plagiarism is always cool.
Yang Feng feels happy!
At this time, Madam Han bowed again and pleaded: Lord Yang, this madam has an unrelenting request and hopes to answer. "
Mrs. Han will ask for it soon. This time Tutor Ye was able to get his last wish, but Mrs. Han’s help was all in a loss. Yang really owed Mrs. Han a favor. If you have any needs, just mention it, Yang will not refuse to do whatever he can. "
Thank you, Jue Yang, for your accomplishment. "
After I got up, Madam Han thought for a while, and muttered: Actually, it’s not a big deal. It’s just that my lady felt the lyrics and music just now, so I wanted to ask Lord Yang to transcribe the lyrics and music to me. Good? "
Transcript? Just make a copy for you? "
Yes! "
Uh this..."
After slapped his lips twice, Yang Feng was embarrassed all of a sudden and murmured: There is nothing wrong with it, there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that these lyrics and music were composed by me and my wife, and they have been given to her. Now if you want to transfer it to others, I have to get her consent. Can you wait for me to go back and discuss it with your wife? "
Of course, Lord Yang is really respectful to Mrs. Zun, a rare good man. "
Nodding slightly, Mrs. Han said cheerfully.
In fact, Yang Feng is now able to hand over the lyrics and music to this mysterious and powerful Mrs. Han.
But the key is that the lyrics are easy to write, how to draw the score? Modern score, 1234567? Don't say he can't paint, even if he can, can people here understand it?
The people here only know Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu.
But how to transform 1234567 into Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu can only be done by professional music talents.
It just so happens that there is one in their family, Mo Shaoqiu, a music lunatic. It's just that this girl is in retreat now, and he must wait for him to get out before he can get the score out, so Yang Feng needs some time.
As for the other street erhu and gongs, although they have some musical literacy, they are unreliable and easy to leak, revealing the secrets of their lack of understanding of music; secondly, they are not good at it.
In fact, these accompaniments were just singing and taking them away, otherwise they would have been tuned to the south and the north by playing the instruments themselves, which is really unreliable.
In order to maintain his image as a master of music, Yang Feng should wait until Mo Lao exits.
It's just that Yang Feng's difficulty, that Madam Han didn't know a bit, and thought he respected his wife's opinion, and couldn't help but appreciate it even more.
In this patriarchal society, there are not many peerless men who can respect his wife's opinions so much, and even the trivial matter of giving music scores requires his wife's consent.
In this way, the Madam Han admired Yang Feng more and more, and she felt like meeting a friend, and she immediately invited: Jue Yang, now Teacher Ye and Teacher Xiaowei have a very happy conversation, let's not disturb them here. Right. If you don't give up, can you go out with me for a walk? "
my pleasure! "
With a slight smile, Yang Feng nodded, and then accompanied Madam Han and took the guards, and left.
A quarter of an hour later, the two came to the backyard of Longteng Accord, a quiet back garden.
Reflecting the white moonlight, walking on the path between the pavilions, surrounded by a hundred flowers and lush greenery.
Mrs. Han touched those contending flowers with one hand, while meticulously recalling the past like smoke: I think at the beginning, he and I met here for the first time. At that time, he was the youngest general in the dynasty. He was less than thirty. The post of the third rank martial captain. Really rich and handsome, heroic. The moment I met him, I was completely infatuated with him. "
Wow, it turns out that your husband has a military background. No wonder you can command the city defense army so easily. It all depends on your husband's connections.
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng understood.
Then, Mrs. Han said leisurely: Unfortunately, Tian is jealous of talents. Just because he was upright and selfless, dared to speak up, but was framed by a villain and died tragically to the hands of his fellow soldiers. This point is somewhat similar to you, Jue Yang. "
Don't compare me to him.
I dared to speak anger, that was because of my strength; he dared to speak anger, and ended up killing himself, obviously he didn't see the situation clearly.
However, Yang Feng still respects such people who sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Just like the people who were stabbed to death on the bus to prevent thieves from stealing, they are all heroes.
It's just that in the long history, most heroes are short of breath.
So ordinary people don't want to be heroes. Not being a villain is already the psychological bottom line of their human nature, otherwise it will be too bad.
Yang Feng shook the folding fan lightly, lamented in his heart, and looked up, only to see that Madam Han was talking, and then put his hand into his hat and fluttered.
Obviously, I wiped away my tears in the process of recalling the dead husband.
Yang Feng exhaled a long breath, smiled suddenly, pointed to the dark night sky and said: Madam, look at the sky! "
what happened? "
The lady was puzzled, stopped her grief, looked up, but could not see anything.
Yang Feng grinned, and said secretly.
Account conversion, Master Queen!
Huh!
Once again possessing endless mana, Yang Feng raised his spear with both hands against the sky, firing again and again.
Fireball machine cannon!
Whoosh whoosh...
In an instant, a series of small fireballs flew up to the nine heavens, tens of thousands of them in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, on the nine days of the night, a figure with golden wings stretched out behind it was passing through the air, his face sinking like water, and his entire face glowing with golden light under the cold moonlight.
He was once the number one killer in the underworld, the golden-faced Buddha that made everyone afraid.
People often say that golden-faced Buddha is a ghost. The golden face knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and the white silk was wrapped around the sky at sunrise, which was a true portrayal of his terrifying power.
Once upon a time, he uttered wild words that there was no one in the world he could not kill, only the price that the employer could not afford.
As long as the price is right, he can also win the world's top five heads.
Later, he really succeeded in assassinating a master of the five masters, and so far, everyone was afraid of his arrival.
After all, World Five Jue is already the highest combat power to maintain the order of the martial arts. If even World Five Jue is not his opponent, wouldn't this world be in chaos?
So in the fear of everyone, the entire martial arts teamed up to destroy the golden face Buddha.
Later, I heard that he died tragically in the joint fight against demons and various factions in the world, and since then disappeared in the rivers and lakes, but he never expected that at this time, this legendary existence would appear so abruptly in Feng Lei Imperial City. On the night sky.
Three hundred years ago, the old demon came back out of the arena, and a new storm is bound to be set off...