Chapter 4287: ：Baiyu Guqin

Qin Xiaobao opened the wooden box with wide-eyed eyes, and saw a guqin lying quietly inside. In the dark night, the strings even shone cold, and those who didn't know thought it was a killer weapon.
But the piano was not afraid in Qin Xiaobao's hands. He stretched out his little hand to touch the piano to the left and then touched it. There were doubts in his small face, and some indifferent.
I remembered the previous day in the dark night. He was sleeping in Zhengxiang, but suddenly he heard someone calling him in his ear. In a daze, Qin Xiaobao seemed to be guided, got up and followed the sound. When he reached the balcony, he saw a wooden box.
Qin Xiaobao did not know that the thing in front of him was called the piano box, but subconsciously opened the box in front of him, as if some voice shouted at him over and over again: "Open it, open it quickly..."
Qin Xiaobao's eyes were ignorant. He opened the piano case uncontrollably. He looked at a long guqin inside. The body was white, like white jade. Qin Xiaobao raised his hand and waved a string at random. Seeing a gentle white light flashing out of the air, although the surroundings were still dark and lacquered, the snakes, insects, rats and ants appeared temporarily sluggish in places that Qin Xiaobao could not see, but the expression was that kind of enjoyment. , But no one can understand the expressions of snakes, insects, rats and ants...
After the gentle white light appeared, Qin Xiaobao also changed. The most obvious thing was that his eyebrows became softer, and the whole figure seemed to blend with everything around him.
This feeling confuses Qin Xiaobao, wondering if he hasn't woken up, or is everything in front of him a dream? Soon, when the soft feeling disappeared with the sound of the piano, Qin Xiaobao woke up like a dream.
Not only because the body of the piano dissipated, but also because the fingers that just touched the strings were bleeding! The bright red blood fell on Bai Yu's piano body, dazzling, and the sting reminded Qin Xiaobao that all this is not a dream!
But Qin Xiaobao didn't understand who put this thing on the balcony of his house, and why only he could hear the sound in his ears. He wanted to ask what was going on, but couldn't tell.
He opened his mouth lonely, unable to send out any scales. Qin Xiaobao was a little sad. In fact, he was used to not being able to speak, but when he was with his parents, he was not eager to explain anything. Now no one can help himself. He is full. There is no way to solve the doubts in the mind, and it is inevitable that I will be lonely in my heart.
Looking at the guqin with the soft white light in front of me, and then at the subtle wounds on his hands, he is slowly healing. For this series of changes, if he were replaced by a normal child, he might have cried a long time ago, but in Qin Xiaobao’s His eyes were extremely surprised and full of questions.
When does he have the ability to heal himself?
"Zheng!"
The piano sounded again, and the soft white light also appeared again, as the air drifted into the distance, and Qin Xiaobao looked at his little hand, this time it was even stranger, and he was not injured anymore?
And Qin Xiaobao keenly perceives that the sound of the piano this time is clearer and more thorough than the last time, and that his heart is softer, as if his soul is being sublimated.
Although Qin Xiaobao was young, he also realized that this thing was not a mortal thing, let alone something he could own. Standing on the balcony and looking around, there was no one. For a while, Qin Xiaobao didn't know what to do, so he was thinking about finding it. Father, there was an immature baby voice in his ear, "Don't go..."