The words say:

Since Qingqing smiled strongly, the wine vortex drunk me was more than the same heart. The garden is full of spring people like a dream, and the autumn dream is empty everywhere.

hurts the past, the west wind, and the red lip Dan face is long. A stubble of loess and a stubble of life are all in the passing water.

- Proposed "Partridge Heaven".

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Asheng to wake up from his intoxication, only to find that Mu Ansheng didn't know when he left.

No one bothered, Zhang Asheng began to carefully observe the place where he found the stone gate last night, but no matter how he looked, there was not the slightest crack in the stone wall! Zhang Asheng raised his hand and knocked, but there was no empty echo.

Strange, since it's empty inside, there should be a hollow sound when you knock on the stone door, how can there be no one?

Zhang Asheng didn't know, he still lacked some life experience, the thickness of the stone door should be taken into account, or, the strength of the emitted should be enough, just knock a few times, that is not to hear any abnormal drops! Zhang Asheng knocked for a long time, and finally found nothing, so he gave up-

Since there is no trace of it, it is only a matter of waiting patiently.

Next, Zhang Asheng thought about some things carefully with peace of mind: Behind the stone gate, maybe it's just a black hole, I have to ask Senior Brother Jing Yangsheng or Senior Brother Li Fengsheng to help me get a fire fold, well, I have to say this to them so as not to arouse their suspicions-

It turns out that this person, once he has a little more Xiao Jiujiu in his selfish heart, his head will become better and better, such as this Zhang Asheng, at this time, he actually came up with a way to deceive Jing Yangsheng and Li Fengsheng and get the fire fold.

In less than three or four days, everything necessary to enter the cave, such as fire folds, was ready. Next, Zhang Asheng practiced while patiently waiting for the next full moon night.

The next round night finally arrived, and on this night, the moon was like water, shining on Zhang Asheng's figure on the mountain wall, like a living person standing against the wall.

Of course, Zhang Asheng held his breath, his body was almost against the stone wall, and his eyes were not blinking.

When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, that moment is coming, Zhang Asheng clearly heard it, and his heart was pounding!

Suddenly, Zhang Asheng felt that on the stone wall, where he was standing, slightly, there seemed to be a kind of suction.

Zhang Asheng was wondering, and suddenly, the stone door opened!

At this moment, Zhang Asheng raised his legs and stepped in, this was Zhang Asheng's "long-planned thing"!

At this moment, Zhang Asheng felt a strong suction force in front of him! It turned out that the first few times Zhang Asheng was farther away, he couldn't feel the attraction at all; this time he was too close, and he naturally felt the attraction from inside the cave.

But said that this attraction is very powerful, Zhang Asheng is at a loss, can not control himself, "whoosh" sounded, in the blink of an eye Zhang Asheng was like a crossing, I don't know how long he flew over, but it was a "horn" sound, crashing into a wooden wall that was not gold and earth!

It was only a moment after hitting it, Zhang Asheng was bounced back, "plopped", and fell to the ground!

The wall that was not gold or earth and belonged to the five elements of wood turned around in a rolling sound, and stopped when it turned to face Zhang Asheng head-on.

At this time, Zhang Asheng was falling to the ground, and he once got up.

The eye flaps were so black that I couldn't see anything clearly. Zhang Asheng took out the fire fold and lit a small torch.

When Zhang Asheng got up and lit the torch, there was a high-backed chair in front of him, the back of the chair was two meters high and nearly two meters long, like a small wooden wall; the chair was the size of a bed, and the seat was three feet high; although this chair was strange, it was not scary.

What is scary is that when you look down the back of the chair, there is a skeleton sitting upright on the chair!

When Zhang Asheng saw it, he was so shocked that he had goosebumps all over his body, and his hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help but shout, "Ghost Xiu - ouch, my grandma!"

Zhang Asheng shouted this, and instinctively jumped up and retreated, but there were two "bangs"! The first sound was that he jumped high and hit his head on the thick stone wall above his head; the second sound was that he retreated too quickly, the space was too small, and his body hit the stone wall behind him!

In an instant, he was dizzy and uncomfortable, and the small torch in Zhang Asheng's hand fell to the ground and went out!

Zhang Asheng's eyes turned black, and his legs softened involuntarily.

Zhang Asheng, who fell to the ground softly, fortunately did not knock himself unconscious, but looked at the skeleton on the chair in horror, but he couldn't see anything.

After another half a day, Zhang Asheng found that there had been no movement, so he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

I was afraid that I was afraid for a long time, and I didn't see ghosts to hurt myself, Zhang Asheng's courage gradually became a little fat, so he groped for the torch, found the fire fold, and lit it again.

This time, Zhang Asheng could see clearly that there was indeed a skeleton in front of him, sitting on a high-backed chair, and it was indeed sitting, but the chair was as big as a bed, and next to the skeleton, that is, on the chair, there was a book and a hammering piano.

Zhang Asheng walked closer tremblingly, and secretly thought in his heart: "Ghost cultivator senior, boy, I accidentally discovered your cave mansion, so I broke in."

Ghost cultivators, I was thinking, in your cave mansion, there must be immortal treasures, I, Zhang Asheng, want to get ahead, want to soar, to cultivate into a true monk, never be a slave, ghost cultivators, don't blame me, please, thank you!"

This Zhang Asheng, thinking in his heart, came out of his mouth.

However, the ghost cultivator did not react.

Zhang Asheng looked at the skeleton timidly, not daring to move, and after another half a day, the skeleton still did not react, only in the light of the small torch, black, and the darkness behind it became one, as if it came out of the darkness.

Zhang Asheng's heart was so apprehensive that he couldn't help but look around, wanting to withdraw from this "fairy cave mansion" that had once filled him with hope, but there was only one stone room in this cave house, and there was no light; where the torches shined, he could only see the stone wall! Zhang Asheng was deflated when he saw it, where could he still exit?

Zhang Asheng looked at it and couldn't help but want to cry, however, at this time, Zhang Asheng also knew that there was no danger for the time being, so he cried like this, and he didn't look like a manly man.

Zhang Asheng endured it, and finally didn't let the tears fall, and went forward to look at the book and the hammering piano on the big high-backed chair where the skeleton was.

Zhang Asheng was still scared in his heart after all, so he took out the Qiushui Sword and fiddled with the book and piano, but the skeleton did not react, and there was no ghost to stop him from moving.

So Zhang Asheng was a little bolder, and pushed the book on the high-back chair machine, which was like a bed, to the edge of the chair until it was within reach.

This is a process, Zhang Asheng is cautious, little by little, the book moves towards Zhang Asheng little by little, but in the whole process, there is really no movement of the skeleton, and there is really no ghost cultivation to hurt himself.

Zhang Asheng put away the sword and picked up the book, but there was still no movement in front of him.

Zhang Asheng believed that he could take the book and read it, but in fact, when Zhang Asheng didn't take the book in his hand, he had already seen the words on the book. That's a line of four words written on the cover:

Shang Biao Nine Kills!

Zhang Asheng was curious, holding the torch in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand tremblingly to turn the book, and in the light of the small torch, he turned the title page, only to see that the second page read: "The basic fingering of the beat-head piano score."

Zhang Asheng sighed: "It turns out that this is the score for learning the hammered piano. ”

Regarding the fingering, Zhang Asheng felt that it was the same as the fingering that the master taught him.

When I thought about it this way, the contents of Master's notes, which I had painstakingly memorized, and now I had memorized them backwards, flowed through my mind one by one.

Zhang Asheng continued to turn the page, only to see that the sixth page had finished talking about the basic fingering, and began to talk about the beat, Zhang Asheng had read it, and felt that it was similar to what the master taught him, so he skimmed it, continued to look back, and when he saw the twelfth side, Zhang Asheng was taken aback!

It turns out that on this page, the first thing that catches your eye is the startling title: Heartbeat Kill!

Heartbeat killing?

Curiosity made Zhang Asheng take a closer look, it turned out that this page was about how to use the rhythm to attack!

The theory is to the effect that in order to attack the enemy with the sound of the harp, it is necessary to first strike the enemy. How can we be the first to win people's voice? This requires that the first sound of the harp must be able to penetrate all things in heaven and earth and hit people's hearts!

The caster should use his own true yuan aura to infuse the ten fingers and empathize with the qin, so that the first sound played can attract people, or in other words, hit people's hearts.

Next, from the second sound onwards, each sound is issued, and its rhythm must be synchronized with the enemy's heartbeat, and then the enemy's heartbeat must be induced, which is commanded by the sound of my piano.

- My piano is urgent, the enemy's heartbeat is also urgent, my piano is slow, the enemy's heartbeat is also slow, so, control the enemy's heartbeat, let his heartbeat die!

In addition to the explanation, there is a small fragment that can be practiced according to the score.

When he saw this, Zhang Asheng couldn't help but take the hammering head piano.

When I took the hammer piano and looked at it, I saw that it was dusty and dirty, and I don't know how many years it had been placed.

Fortunately, the dirt here is actually floating ash, Zhang Asheng tried to blow a few breaths, and the dust fell off. The dust fell off, and when Zhang Asheng looked at the piano again, it was indeed a good piano, but when he saw that the body of the piano was finely made, he didn't know what material it was made of;

Zhang Asheng raised his hand and flicked it, and found that the quality of this hammered head piano was really high, and it was many times better than the hammering piano that the master bought for himself from the mountain.

Of course, the quality of the hammered head piano that the master bought for himself is undoubtedly superior. But it can't be compared to the piano in front of me.

Zhang Asheng put the small torch on the stone wall, then sat cross-legged on the ground, held the hammer piano in his arms, according to the score of the piano, the left hand held down the strings, the right hand crossed, and the six strings sounded like a crack!

Hearing this voice made Zhang Asheng's heart beat suddenly:

Ouch, this sound is so harsh and uncomfortable!

Next, Zhang Asheng played down according to the piano score, obediently, and every sound that followed was not only piercing to the heart, but also drove people's heartbeat!

After playing a practice clip, Zhang Asheng felt that his heart and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest, and he was indescribably uncomfortable!

Zhang Asheng put down the piano and took several deep breaths, thinking to himself:

The sound attack of this hammering piano, if it is like this, I am afraid that I will not let the enemy's heart beat to death, but I will die of a heartbeat first!