How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

It sounded like a piano in my ears.Jian Qianshan listened intently, and the voice became clearer and clearer, it was indeed the sound of the zither.As if it was right next to the ear, the fingers slid across the strings, and the sound amplified by Longchi and Fengmao could be heard very clearly.

Where is the sound of the piano coming from here?Jian Qianshan was wondering, and the sound of the piano seemed to be far away suddenly.He subconsciously followed, and suddenly the sound of the piano could be heard more clearly.At the first glance, the sound seemed to be randomly playing out of tune, Jian Qianshan suddenly remembered that the last time he heard such random playing of a piece was "Shenyou Liuhe" by his master.

On the way home, he has always supported his apprentices, but occasionally he also fulfills his duty of being a teacher.At that time, it was the turn of summer and autumn, and the weather was fine and fine. On the way home, Wen Wen led the three apprentices to Lianqing Peak, one of the Thirteen Peaks of Jianmen, with his piano bag on his back.There is a pool on Lianqing Peak, named Cuiyu Lake. When the weather is fine, the green peaks are reflected in the pool. The surrounding green trees are verdant and there are few people.The four masters and apprentices arrived at the edge of Cuiyu Lake. On the way home, they sat directly on the grass by the lake and took out a civil and military lyre:

"There is a saying in the "Tao Te Ching" that the big elephant has no form, but the great sound has no sound." On the way back, he plucked the strings of the qin. It should be an old qin, and the sound is extremely transparent. However, in this sect of swordsmanship, cultivation of the mind is the most important thing. My master invites you to come here today, and listening to the sound of a piano in the mountains and rivers will be of great benefit to your practice."

Xingheying is the most ghost spirit, so he took half a step back quietly, and whispered to Jian Qianshan in a low voice: "Senior brother, I just saw that those wild cats in the master's yard all went to Dr. Qi's side..."

"Huh?" Jian Qianshan was immediately alert, "Could it be..."

Before Feng Heming could understand what the two were talking about, he gave Xingheying a sharp look when he asked about the way home: "Aying, listen carefully."

Xingheying: "Brother, help me burn paper next year..."

The hand that asked about the way home rested on the strings, and then it was ding dong ding dong. According to the rhythm, it was indeed "Shenyou Liuhe".Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu was in position, and he didn't lose his tune, but it was really ugly.The strings seem to have nothing to do with each other before, why can't they go together, it seems that there is only the sound of the piano, the rhythm?nonexistent.

"Sure enough," Xingheying tried to keep smiling, "The cats in Master's yard must have been scared away because they sounded too bad."

Jian Qianshan was silent for a moment: "Maybe it's this piano...it's not very good."

Xingheying supported Jian Qianshan's shoulder with one hand: "Brother, that is the first-class old sycamore wood with Sichuan silk strings, and the qin used by the oiran of Hongmengfang in Beijing is not as good as our master's. Are you not innocent when you say that? Have you forgotten the time when Master played the flute outside the scripture room and was beaten by the elders of Fa Zhengfa?"

There was a bit of murderous intent in the sound of the piano, and Xingheying immediately moved behind Jian Qianshan.Feng Heming finally had a bit of brotherly love, and said:

"Third Junior Brother, don't be fooling around. The old gentleman said that the sound of the great sound is rare, and the sound of the master's piano has a long aftertaste. This song "Spiritual Tour of Liuhe" is an elegant divine song by the Yellow Emperor in the past. The extraordinary momentum is just the grand heart that looks at the world. Master's song is unconventional, and it is more open-minded and free-spirited, just like Ji Kang, the seven sages of the bamboo grove... But we are temporarily dull and cannot understand the true meaning of it."

"Brother, what did he say?"

Jian Qianshan summed up with a cold face: "What your second senior brother said is that you think this song is bad because you are not good enough, and he also thinks that it is not very good."

"...Second Senior Brother, do you know that there is a storybook called "Journey to the West"? Second Senior Brother."

"what?"

"It's okay." Xingheying smiled, and turned to ask Jian Qianshan, "Brother, to be simple, what did you hear from Master's song? For such a generous person as Master, even if he hears something bad I won’t argue with you and me.””

On the way home, he was still playing the piano, as if he hadn't heard the conversation of the three little devils at all.Jian Qianshan sighed:

"Aying... Be honest, Master, I actually don't understand this song."

Xingheying then nodded reassuringly: "Then I am relieved, in fact, I really thought of something when I heard Master playing the piano."

"Ok?"

"I went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to find some snacks, and heard a mouse gnaw on the bellows, probably because of this movement."

... Ah Ying, if you died young that day, it would definitely be because of your cheap talk.

The sound of the piano in the ear suddenly became clearer.Jian Qianshan came back to his senses, only to realize that he no longer knew which fork in the road he had come to.Whether looking ahead or looking back, there is only one way.However, looking back is dark, but ahead, there seems to be a faint light.

The sound of the piano is coming from the front, and the more you listen to the tune, the more it seems to be written by asking about the way home. If you think about such an ugly rhythm, you may ask about the way home.

But... why is the way home here?Jian Qianshan became suspicious, so he didn't hold back any more. His left hand was a torch, and his right hand was free, ready to use his sword at any time.This qin music is much better than the one asking about the way home. At this time, Feng Heming and Xinghe Ying could not be found, so Jian Qianshan decided to go in and find out.

"Huh?" Xingheying suddenly raised his head and looked at the stone walls around the cave, "Father, is there a piano sound here?"

Shui Fengqing took a look at him, and before he could speak, Xingheying had already complained: "It's a bit ugly...but it's not as good as my master's."

"..." Shui Fengqing silently recalled the level of the question on the way home, and sighed with emotion, "You should remember to thank him when you go back. You have heard his terrible "Shenyou Liuhe", let alone the Tianyin in this cave, it is Xun Daosheng himself came back to life, so he probably doesn't have the ability to fascinate you."

"Ah? What? What Tianyin? Wait a minute, how do you know he's playing Shenyou Liuhe?"

"He knows one, no matter what musical instrument, he only knows this score even when he whistles."

"..." Really, an unexpected answer.Thinking about the appearance of her master, Xingheying wasn't surprised at all: "Go on? What Tianyin?"

"This is not the sound of the piano." Shui Fengqing pointed to the cave, "It's the echo of the wind blowing through the bones of the dead, and then passing through the human shell hanging on the spider web."

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Xingheying's eyes.In the huge and empty cave, there are many cavities that have been eroded by wind or water.The sun will leak from there, and the wind will blow in from there.In the empty space, there are those huge spiders hiding from the sun, and huge spider webs cut the space into small pieces.It was covered with corpses one after another.When the wind passed by, it was light and fluttering, just shaking like that...

With a "snap", the back of the head was slapped.Xingheying came back to his senses with a cry, but saw that Shui Fengqing's face was full of disgust:

"I told you all, don't listen carefully."