Chapter 1955 Does He Feel Familiar?

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Shen Jiuli knew that she was a master when she saw her fingering, and the tune she played was a bit weird, but it was very beautiful and beautiful. It even vaguely gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

What Ning Xuemo played was "Erquan Yinyue", which was originally a classic piece of erhu, but when played on the guqin, it had a special taste, flowing like a clear spring on the top of the mountain.

Shen Jiuli had been listening quietly, his eyes contemplative.

With his strong memory, he can always remember a good piece of music after listening to it once, and will never forget it. In his memory, he had never heard this piece of music before, but what happened to this inexplicable familiarity? A person who obviously doesn't know how to play the piano can suddenly play such a beautiful tune, apart from the saying that he was possessed by a ghost, there are almost no other reasons to explain it.

But the soul is clearly the same!

Even if they are twins, they look exactly the same, but their souls are still different, this cannot be faked.

Shen Jiuli looked at her sideways, speculating on various possibilities.

After the song ended, Ning Xuemo stopped, looked at him, her eyes were as bright as stars: "How is it? Does it sound good?"

"Not bad! Where did you learn this piece?"

"A place you've never been to." Ning Xuemo said tentatively. After finishing speaking, I was quiet for a while, not bad! She said that she didn't reveal the secret of the sky, and she didn't get it back...

The six worlds are big, and there are indeed places that Shen Jiuli has never been to. He shook his head: "This seat you played should be the first time you have heard it, but it feels inexplicably familiar."

Ning Xuemo's heart skipped a beat!

Does he feel familiar?

When she was walking with him in Tianci Continent, she once played this piece for Shen Jiuli, but she never played it at other times.

How could he feel familiar with him fifty thousand years ago?

Could it be--could he also wear it? !

No, if he also traveled here, he should be able to recognize her!

Maybe he had a relapse of his old problem and lost his memory while traveling?

Could it be amnesia again? !

"Master, have you forgotten something? For example, lost a memory or something?" Ning Xuemo's eyes sparkled.

Shen Jiuli shook his head: "No!" He has all the memories from birth to the present, and it is impossible to lose his memory.

"Think about it again, maybe you don't even know if you lost it." Ning Xuemo didn't give up.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her: "Why do you say that I lost some memory? Where did you infer it from?"

Ning Xuemo coughed: "This piece... Actually, I played it to you."

"When? Where?"

Ning Xuemo rubbed between her brows with a headache, the perverted God wouldn't let her tell the truth, what should she say?

She suddenly had an idea: "In a dream!"

Seeing Shen Jiuli's expression of disapproval, obviously thinking that she was joking, Ning Xuemo continued to talk to him like a Zen language: "Master, let me tell you a story about 'Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of a butterfly'..."

She is very eloquent, and she told the story clearly and clearly explained the cause and effect.

Finally, he sighed and said: "Actually, people are sometimes very strange. Sometimes the dream you think may be reality, and the reality you think may be a dream. It depends on how you look at it. Maybe Both dream and reality are real..."