The words say:

The frost leaves are red in February, and the sunny light is charming. In the wind, the clothes flutter up, and the butterflies on the temples are slanting step by step.

Come and have dreams, go to homeless, and the green pothos and grass are endless. Affection and hatred are ruthless, and turning love and sorrow is a lore.

- Proposed "Partridge Heaven".

It is said that at that time, Zhang Asheng couldn't help his emotions and kicked his shoulder like crazy, but the thickness of the stone wall was so thick that he could easily shake it? Not only could he not shake it, but he was in pain all over his body, exhausted, and his whole person collapsed.

Zhang Asheng lay on the ground, his body was soft, he calmed down, but his brain moved.

First, Zhang Asheng couldn't help but think that he was going to die, but after a long time, he realized that he still hadn't died.

Later, Zhang Asheng couldn't help but recall Wujia Mountain, there is a village on this side of the mountain, and the village has its own home, and there are fathers and grandmothers at home. There is also a village on the other side of the mountain, and there is a family there, which is the home of Ah Xia's sister.

Sister Axia, I'm going to die-Zhang Asheng's eyes welled up with silent tears.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a light, and in the light, there was a little person's wishful thinking, which was Ah Xia giggling: "Brother Ah Sheng, I don't want to be your mother-in-law......"

"Why? This is not good, Abba, they have all said, you are not allowed to change your mind, and I am not allowed to change my mind!"

"Brother Asheng, you are so stupid, I don't want to be your mother-in-law, but I want to be your wife. ”

"Why, the lady and the mother-in-law are not the same. ”

"It's different, Brother Asheng, only if the husband is very powerful, can the mother-in-law be honored as a wife; I want you to become very, very powerful in the future, and I will become a lady. ”

Ah Xia said it very, very seriously to her brother Ah Sheng, with a bright light shining in her big eyes.

......

"I want Sister Axia! I don't want to die——!"

Zhang Asheng hissed and wanted to stand up, but the pain in his body was indeed unbearable.

Zhang Asheng gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth again, and finally stood up.

Zhang Asheng, who stood up, groped his hands to help him on the stone wall, and then supported his body: "I want to be like Senior Brother Zhao, cultivate to the realm of Bigu, and I am not afraid of hunger!"

It was only at this time that Zhang Asheng remembered to cultivate, to cultivate to the Bigu realm, so that he would not be afraid of hunger. If it were a calm person and a knowledgeable person, he would have thought of this a long time ago, and he would not have gone crazy and wasted a lot of energy in vain.

Poor Zhang Asheng, just stand still and practice sleeping.

After a while, my stomach really felt much warmer, but the hunger pangs returned.

Zhang Asheng was very annoyed: Why can't he quickly enter the state as soon as he cultivates like he did when he was thinking about it on the top of the Provincial Body Cliff?

Yes, in the past, on the provincial cliff, Zhang Asheng was not less hungry, and at that time, as long as he practiced sleeping skills, he would soon no longer feel hungry.

At that time, Senior Brother Zhao Liqian also smiled and said: "Senior Brother Ah Sheng, brother, I have to cultivate to the Bigu realm before I can skip eating, I can't imagine that my brother you haven't cultivated to the Bigu realm, and you can alleviate hunger just by sleeping, it's really amazing!"

Thinking of the old things, Zhang Asheng felt that he seemed to have changed a little, how did he change, what Zhang Asheng could feel was that he was not as easy to settle down as he was when he was on the cliff of the province!

Where are all the past experiences that used to be practiced and could easily enter into deep concentration?

Zhang Asheng doesn't know, in fact, his heart has changed now than before, after all, he knows more things now than he did more than half a year ago, not as simple as then, and he has obvious rebellion.

However, Zhang Asheng himself doesn't know this, and he is in a hurry, but he can't reach it quickly, and his heart is not quiet, which is not conducive to deep concentration, and it is almost difficult to enter the state of concentration!

It is no wonder that Zhang Asheng, a sixteen-year-old young man, was trapped alone in this cave and stone room, facing death alone, how could he be calm? Even if he was an adult, most of them could not achieve the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his color.

In the end, Zhang Asheng simply couldn't settle down at all, and even a depressed feeling appeared in his chest, in this feeling, if he insisted on continuing to cultivate, there was no doubt that the next thing would definitely be to go mad!

It was at this time that Zhang Asheng remembered the four words "going mad", and also remembered that before he went to the provincial cliff to think about it, the master taught him to learn the piano-

"Learning this, you can adjust your mentality, nourish your temperament, and assist in cultivation"—what the master said, and his tone of voice, all echoed in Zhang Asheng's mind at this time.

Yes, Zhang Asheng understands at this time that the most important thing he needs to do now is to adjust his mentality. However, after all, it is not only trapped in the face, but also hunger that threatens life!

The more Zhang Asheng wanted to adjust his mentality, the more he couldn't adjust it in place, although his mood was more stable than before, he couldn't meet the requirements for entering the cultivation at all!

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and the form can also affect the content.

At this time, Zhang Asheng naturally thought that perhaps, only by playing the hammerhead piano for a while can he really adjust his mentality!

Zhang Asheng finally lit the small torch again, as far as his eyes could see, he took the hammered head piano, Zhang Asheng held the piano in his hand, and his heart couldn't help but move:

It seems that when I kicked around, there was a kick on this piano, making a "boom" sound, this piano, must have been kicked by me, right?

However, Zhang Asheng didn't know that this hammered head piano, with his current ability, it would not be broken if he kicked a hundred feet!

When Zhang Asheng looked at it again, the hammerhead piano was still the same as the mountains and rivers.

Fortunately, although Zhang Asheng's technique is not perfect, he can also close his eyes and touch the specific character of the bridge; at that time, Zhang Asheng extinguished the small torch and played his favorite tune from memory.

The sound of the piano is like a flowing spring, or tinkling or whimpering, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, melodious and tactful.

Zhang Asheng followed the sound of the piano and hummed silently in his heart, and the gist of the lyrics was:

In that far away place, it used to be my hometown where I waved goodbye. Under the old tree in front of the door, there is my past with her. When I am adrift in a foreign land, when I am helpless, when I can't help but think of her......

Playing and playing, Zhang Asheng couldn't help but want to cry, but now is not the time to be sad, sadness will affect the mood and make the mood worse!

Zhang Asheng stopped, thought about it, and played again in the dark.

This time, it was the first kill of Shang Biao's nine kills that was played, the heartbeat kill!

It's really strange to say that when I played it in the dark, this time, it was played very smoothly!

After playing the song, Zhang Asheng felt that the true qi in his body was running fluently, and the pain in his body had been relieved a lot, and even more, his mood seemed to no longer deteriorate, and it seemed that his mind was much firmer.

Zhang Asheng didn't know that his state was in harmony with the inner spirit of the qin song, sad but not hurtful, and determined.

This state is also completely consistent with the requirements of the exercises required to use Shang Biao's Nine Kills to attack the enemy, so after playing the song, Zhang Asheng has made unexpected progress, which can be said to be a qualitative leap!

Zhang Asheng, who was immersed in it, didn't know about this change in himself, but felt that when he played like this, his mood and mood, his body and soul were very harmonious and very comfortable.

So I played it again and again, I don't know how many times Zhang Asheng played it in one breath.

If he can really send Zhang Asheng out of the cave stone room that trapped him at this time, and fight with an opponent like Yuan Hu again, with just this sound of the piano, Zhang Asheng can also be undefeated!

However, this competition is impossible, after all, Zhang Asheng is still trapped here at this time, isolated from the world.

I don't know how long I played, Zhang Asheng suddenly realized: Aren't I familiar with this piece of music!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Asheng stopped playing, and began to think about it in his head, and sure enough, he was now playing this heartbeat fragment, which was almost the same as the requirements on the score.

After Zhang Asheng figured out where his difference was, he practiced several times, and finally practiced the word "almost" of "almost not a cent", which was not bad at all, so he stopped, took out the fire fold, and lit the small torch again.

Zhang Asheng then took the score of "Shang Biao's Nine Killings", turned the twelfth page, opened a new page, and took a closer look.

On this page, the complete song of Heartbeat Kill is remembered, and its title is "Let Your Heart Beat with Me".

This complete piece of music is wordless. Zhang Asheng read it again and again, closed the book, went through it in his head, and found that he hadn't completely memorized it, so he opened the book, read it again, memorized it again, and then closed the book again and went through it again in his head.

In this way, when it came to the fourth time, Zhang Asheng felt that he had memorized everything, so he blew out the small torch and played it again in the dark.

The sound of the piano echoed in the cavern.

The first time, Zhang Asheng felt that his hands were raw, the second time, Zhang Asheng felt much more proficient, and the third time, Zhang Asheng felt that he was familiar with this song, but he did not understand the meaning of the song, after all, there was only a song on this score, but there were no lyrics.

If you don't have the lyrics and don't understand the meaning of the song, it's certainly not good to really grasp the song and use it to attack the enemy.

However, as soon as Zhang Asheng thought of the sight-singing fragment he had practiced before, he suddenly found that this piece was sad and sad but not sad.

Saying that it is sad is really from the first sound, it grabs people's hearts with sadness, and it is sad but not sad, because from the first sound, the whole song reflects the meaning of killing!

With this understanding, Zhang Asheng felt that his eyes seemed to be much brighter!

Epiphanies are instantaneous, and while it's not really yet, it's not to be missed!

Zhang Asheng immediately played the heartbeat killing tune again-

Heartbeat kills.

I am sad, my sorrow can stain everything, but I just want you to grieve with me!

In front of Zhang Asheng's eyes, there seemed to be a colorful autumn with fallen leaves. The dark red, blood-like red leaves, like rootless water, floated in the sky, like a helpless soul, like a sigh of death!

The Iraqi people walked through the autumn, dressed in white and fluttering. In the wind, the white robe, every flutter of the garment, made the heart beat, the heartbeat, the heartbeat intensified.

A strange voice sounded, like an arrow, right in the heart of love!

Blood, stained, on the chest, the bodice grew red, and the red stains grew larger.

The heartbeat is getting weaker!

My heart is beating, I want your heart to beat with me, my dear, your heart can not beat, because you are dead!

The sound of the piano reverberates in the cave stone chamber, and the sorrow and love turn, and the aftermath lingers.

- Heartbeat kills, a song ends.