Chapter 14 The sound of the piano is heartwarming
"Well, how do I get there?"
Mu Shan tilted his head and stared with a frown, but his eyes looked at Xiuniang on the side from time to time, and said with a sad face: "Or, you show me first." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Okay, look closer." Xiuniang stepped on the footprints left by Wang Yue and explained softly: "Nine palaces, the number of the middle palace is five, and it is sent to Kun Palace. Then in order, it is the first palace Kan (north), the second palace Kun (southwest), the third palace Zhen (east), the fourth palace Xun (southeast), the fifth palace (sent to Kun), the sixth palace (northwest), the seventh palace (west), the eighth palace Gen (northeast), and the ninth palace (south)"
Xiuniang silently lucked her true qi, put the index finger and middle finger of her right hand together, to refer to the sword, and drew a small nine-square grid around her body, and then gradually expanded it back, drawing a faint arc, including most of Wang Yue's footsteps: "After the nine palaces are the gossip, Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui." If you look at the first two steps, the footwork is very compact, and it can be seen as a step, which means that there are seventy-two changes in the first two steps alone, and if you don't know the mystery, you can't capture your next position at all. β
Xiuniang took the second footprint as the center, and practiced the various changes of this set of footwork in front of Mu Shan's eyes back and forth: "After this gossip, there are twelve earthly branches, and the complicated changes in them, if the stars of the Tianhe River, are elusive, and how much you can understand depends on your own." β
"It's really complicated, and I am dazzled by it. Just practicing is boring and difficult to make progress...... Mu Shan's eyes were rolling around, as if he had thought of some good way, and said excitedly: "Xiuniang, otherwise, let's play a game." β
"Games?" Xiuniang suddenly stretched out her thin fingers and gently knocked on Mu Shan's head, her bright eyes flowed, and she seemed to be a little annoyed: "You, in Tianyin Village before, you were able to practice by yourself, but now you have a famous teacher to guide you, but you want to steal and play tricks, I really don't know what to say about you." β
Mu Shan touched his head, stuck out his tongue, and said, "Xiuniang, aren't you half a year ahead of me." Otherwise, if you run in front and I'll catch you in the back, you're all practicing footwork, don't you think it's a lot more fun? β
"It's just that you have a lot of ideas." Xiuniang looked at this partner who grew up together since childhood, how she didn't understand his thoughts, and she didn't break it at the moment, and said, "Okay, but you're going to be disappointed." Come on. β
Xiuniang's toes were lightly touched, and the whole person was like a light breeze, slowly fluttering, the placket of her clothes was bulging, and the tassels were flying, and Mu Shan was fascinated, as if she was in the Guanghan Palace.
The sunlight poured down, refracted through countless white petals like snow, and shone on Mu Shan and Xiuniang in small pieces, full of a dreamy color.
The petals are like rain, accompanied by the dancing air flow of Xiuniang's tassels, slowly falling, and the nose is full of faint, but deep fragrance in the bone marrow.
Xiuniang looked at Mu Shan's stunned appearance, and said with a smile: "What are you still standing for, aren't you here to catch me?" β
"Here we are." Mu Shan swallowed his saliva and hurriedly chased after him.
Xiuniang watched Mu Shan rampage behind her stupidly, and couldn't help but mention it aloud: "Remember the feeling of true qi circulating in the meridians on your feet, and imagine that you are a piece of feathers, following the movement of the wind, and flying together." β
Mu Shan has been chasing behind Xiu Niang, and whenever she is about to catch up, Xiu Niang always turns around and easily avoids it, leaving Mu Shan there in vain.
"Feel, feel ......" Mu Shan gradually calmed down, slowly closed his eyes, recalled the feeling when Wang Yue's sword qi was circulating in his body, and slowly entered the state: "Release ......"
In an instant, Mu Shan felt that his body had become incomparably light, as if he had no weight, drifting with the wind.
The wind around him seemed to have life, whispering something in his ear and speaking urgently, with a little anxiety in his tone.
"Bang......" Mu Shan finally knew what the wind was going to say to him, and the familiar feeling, which he had just experienced, came to him again.
"My nose ......" Mu Shan slowly slipped down from the trunk of the tree, sat on the ground dejectedly, covered his nose and called.
"......" Xiuniang just saw that Mu Shan seemed to have entered a certain realm, and was still secretly happy for him, not wanting to blink his eyes, Mu Shan actually hit the giant tree again, and couldn't help but laugh gloatingly: "Why, my eyes are not good, I think such a big tree is me." Hehe, you deserve it, see if you dare to be bad in the future. β
"You're still smiling, let's see if my nose is crooked." Mu Shan let go of his hands, and two bright red nosebleeds were flowing out of his nostrils, indescribably funny.
"Hehe......" Xiuniang looked at Mu Shanlai sitting on the ground, with blood hanging from his nostrils, aggrieved and funny, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, the shallow pear vortex, as if with the fragrance of some kind of wine, made Mu Shan forget the pain for a while.
"Ding-dong......"
The sound of the piano, like a clear stream, slowly flowed in Mu Shan's ears.
Is it the sound of a heartbeat?
Mu Shan thought that it was just his heartstrings being gently plucked inadvertently, but when he saw Xiuniang turn her head and look into the distance, he realized that the melodious sound of the piano was a real existence.
"Who's playing?" Mu Shan was completely immersed in the sound of the piano, as if he saw the smooth pebbles of the forest stream, and saw the infinite beauty of the moonlit night, embracing the Yiren and waiting for the flowers to bloom.
"What a beautiful piano sound, there is such a natural sound in the world. It is very appropriate to describe it with the phrase lingering and not knowing the taste of meat for three days. Mu Shan's right hand gently tapped the giant tree, and he hummed along with the tune in his mouth: "Eh, Xiuniang, is there anyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect who understands the rhythm?" Next time we practice martial arts, let him accompany us next to us, maybe we can get twice the result with half the effort. β
"Accompaniment ......" Xiuniang was obviously thundered by Mu Shan's naΓ―ve thoughts, and only snickered after half a ring: "Okay, only you have the ability to convince her, it's all up to you." But you have to be careful of being beaten into a pig's head by your senior brother Gongsun. β
"Senior Brother Gongsun? Who is it? It can't be the one who plays the piano, right? Mu Shan listened to the sound of the piano, and began to imagine the demeanor of that person in his heart, and said: "Let's go over and see, if you can play such a beautiful piano sound, that person should be worthy of befriending." β
"No, it's Sister Huangfu who plays the piano." Xiuniang hesitated for a while, she knew Mu Shan best, and she was afraid that he would make any promises out of pity, so she hurriedly instructed: "Just listen quietly on the side, don't disturb Sister Huangfu." β
Is it because I'm afraid that I'll fall in love with the person who plays the piano half-heartedly? Is this jealousy?
Thinking of this, Mu Shan's figure was slightly stunned, and his heart was as sweet as if he had eaten honey, and he couldn't wait to immediately show Xiuniang his unswerving emotions.