C247 Wonderful Hand Guanyin

As soon as the waiter turned around and left, another waiter came. He said respectfully, "According to the guest's request, our restaurant has arranged twenty-six dishes for the guests. Among them, eight are cold dishes, eighteen are hot dishes, eight are vegetable dishes, eighteen are meat dishes, and five are dry dishes. Three of them are mixed with vegetables, two of them are wild, and eight of them are stir-fried. There were four steamed dishes and four soup dishes. May I know if you would like to adjust the dishes?"

Qin Er looked at Du Qi and the others. Seeing that no one had any objections, he said," That's good. There's no need to change. "

The waiter said, "May I ask what kind of wine do you need?"

Du Qi said, "Give the four of us a bottle of low alcohol content. Give the four of them two bottles of high alcohol content."

The waiter said again, "May I ask if the wine and dishes will be served now?"

Qin Er said, "This time we came purely for eating and drinking. Serve the dishes!"

The waiter said, "Yes! Please wait for a moment. The dishes will be served soon."

After the waiter left, Looh Miaoer smiled and said, "There are not many guests now. We have been here for a while and the dishes that we want have not been delivered yet. If the hall is full, won't we have to wait even longer?"

Qin Er said, "People who come here usually talk about eating after the meal. After the guests order, they have to give other instructions before the waiter will serve the dishes. Otherwise, even if it is dark, they will not bring the dishes over."

Looh Miaoer smiled and said, "This kind of rule is quite special. I wonder how they came up with it?"

Qin Er said, "This is originally not the rule of the Wen Xuan Tower. It is to comply with the customer's request. Over time, it has become a special feature of the Wen Xuan Tower. It is really unexpected."

Looh Miaoer looked at the waiter who placed the zither table and zither chair beside the table and smiled, "It is indeed very interesting to hear about the entertainment of the restaurant. It must be a kind of enjoyment to listen to Ms Xiaoya's music again!"

Wen Wenya smiled and said, "If the elegant play is not good, Alliance Leader and everyone else please forgive and not blame." As she spoke, Wen Wenya slowly stood up and gracefully walked to the zither table and sat down.

When she sat down, her right hand seemed to have unintentionally and intentionally slid across the zither that was just placed on the table. Her fingers lightly touched the strings of the zither and immediately let out a phoenix like chant. The mellow and mellow sound of the guqin penetrated the heart and mind, as if it was smelling the delicacy of a delicacy. It made people think of it again and again.

This sound was still lingering. Wen Wenya moved her fingers as if they were flying. Her beautiful fingertips quickly jumped on the strings of the zither. A string of beautiful melodies surged out, like large beads and small beads dropping onto a jade plate one after another. Her voice was as clear as an oriole singing under the flowers, giving people a wonderful and unfeeling feeling feeling. They unconsciously became intoxicated by it, and they began to dream about it.

In just an instant, Wen Wenya suddenly pressed her palms on the strings of the zither. The agitated notes suddenly flowed like a clear spring under the beach, and the beautiful zither music instantly stopped. The wonderful feeling that everyone felt when they heard the sound of the zither instantly froze. It turned out that this was only Wen Wenya adjusting the music to the tune that had yet to turn into a song. It was just that this round was randomly played. It was full of beauty that made people enjoy it. There was a deep feeling of wanting more.

Just at this wonderful moment where the sound had yet to end, Wen Wenya's hands gently and slowly lifted up from the zither strings. Suddenly, she pressed down again, and her ten fingers swiftly and unrestrainedly moved again and again. The sound of the zither was loud and clear, as if every string was sighing. Every sound was deep in thought, as if they were talking about her tragic background. It was also like she was narrating her great ambitions, and even more like she was worried about the unpredictable situation in the future. It caused people to feel pity and love for her for no reason at all.

Suddenly, the sound of the guqin changed. It seemed that the children were whispering to each other. It was as if she was recounting the mysterious feelings unique to her young girl, and it was also as if she was expressing her joy after joining the Dragon Lake Tiger Cave Alliance. It was more like they were talking about the beautiful dream of their future life. It made people's thoughts run wild.

Suddenly, the sound of the zither changed again, and suddenly, it seemed as if a violent storm had arrived. It crashed through the silver bottle of liquid and splashed, and it seemed as if a group of cavalry had suddenly charged out. The sound of the saber and the spear made people feel as if they were in the middle of an intense battle. They were personally experiencing the tragic scene of the valiant and heroic army, making their blood boil with excitement.

Under the influence of the zither music, everyone felt as if they were charging and breaking through the enemy lines along with Du Qi. They were fighting a bloody battle. All the other sects were under his feet. The Dragon Lake Tiger Cave Alliance, on the other hand, continued to grow and expand. In order to save the civilians, they killed the pirates, killed Hu Lu, eliminated the bandits, and eliminated the corrupt officials. Finally, they rushed to the top of the victory and fulfilled their long-cherished wish. Suddenly, they felt that their emotions were surging and they could not control themselves.

When he suddenly turned his head, he discovered that the followers behind him were like tidal waves that swept past him and became fewer and fewer. Wherever they went, the white bones were everywhere, and the survivors were also covered in scars and complaints. It made people unconsciously feel exhausted, and all the pride and joy of success suddenly disappeared. Everything was like a dream, and it was hard to find any trace. Suddenly, their hearts were as cold as ice.

Listening to this storm-like sound of the zither, feeling the atmosphere that was filled with passion and killing intent, Ma Yuxiao felt like she was following her father and rushing into the enemy's formation, trying to kill the Japanese pirates with all her might. When she felt the soldiers around her getting injured and falling from their horses, she was exhausted and wanted to save them. She felt sad and sad.

She suddenly remembered where she was and realized that all of this was an illusion caused by the sound of the zither. Ma Yuxiao turned her head with some difficulty to look at Wen Wenya, only to see that Wen Wenya was in high spirits. Her ten fingers danced on the strings as if they were flying and they vibrated out waves of sometimes high and sometimes low notes. They combined into a string of excited and sentimental melodies that led everyone to go crazy. Her heart couldn't help but surge with waves of excitement, and she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart. She was extremely impressed.

Suddenly, Wen Wenya's fingers that were swift and violent stopped abruptly. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became quiet. Silence. Only the lingering sound of the guzheng could be heard. The surging passion of the crowd did not subside because of the ceasing sound of the guzheng. Instead, it was condensed in that surging state. The passion continued to rise and rise!

Wen Wenya's hand that was lifted from the zither strings seemed to fall down powerlessly. One of her fingers seemed to accidentally touch a zither string. A sound that sounded like an elegant and unconventional zither music leisurely sounded, like the first gust of wind after the first storm. It gently brushed past the hearts of the crowd that were increasingly agitated and tangled with disappointment. It was also like the first ray of dawn after a long night. It ruthlessly pierced through the deep darkness and led the confused crowd towards the open path.

Immediately after, Wen Wenya's ten fingers gently closed and slowly twisted. The soft and delicate sound of the piano rose up in the silence. It was like the chirping of a hundred birds. They chirped continuously but their tunes were still floating. It seemed like there was nothing, it was hard to grasp, but it made people think of it more and more.

Suddenly, a single note rose high, and it seemed as if a phoenix was raised high amidst the fluttering of the birds, and it wholeheartedly let out a long cry towards the sky. On the other hand, the hundred birds were scrambling to join in, and the sound of the zither once again went from gentle to high-spirited.