Chapter 38: Martial Arts (10)
"Go, bring me the piano in my study." Baili Fengqing whispered to the attendants beside him.
"Yes."
"Master" Baizhu shouted, holding the rockery in his hand, the sunlight was draped from the rockery, and Baizhu's whole person was in the shadow of the rockery in his hand.
"Huh?" Baili said with a smile, "Shu'er put down the rockery." Come to the teacher. β
Baizhu put down the rockery, because he didn't feel any weight, so he didn't pay too much attention to handling it gently. He thought he had put it down carefully enough, but there was a bang, and a fine circle of dust splashed on the ground, and everyone shook with it.
Baizhu was a little puzzled. Is his strength really so exaggerated? It's weird.
If the strength of his body is really so great, why would he faint in front of the ruined temple and freeze in the snow?
If the strength of his body was really so great, he would have been able to pick it up directly when he faced the tiger in the dark building! Why bother to hold under its sharp teeth?
Thinking of the first time I realized that my strength was slightly greater than that of ordinary people, I just grabbed the arm of an older child and made him unable to move. If he could easily lift a mountain now, that child's arm should have been broken by him a long time ago.
Will your strength still grow?
Baizhu's mind was full of question marks, he walked to Baili Fengqing's side according to his words, Baili Fengqing smiled and stretched out his hand to touch his head, the soft hair slowly rubbed his scalp with the movement of his big hand, like a breeze blowing, numb, very comfortable.
"Shu'er is born with divine power, and there is a weapon here for the teacher, which is more suitable for Shu'er."
βοΌβ Baizhu blinked his eyes wide and looked at him suspiciously, "Is it the piano that Master told them to fetch it?" β
Baili but smiled silently.
After a while, the attendant fetched the qin, and the body of the qin was pitch black, as if it had been roasted by fire, it was a five-string guqin, with five shiny strings on itβit didn't look like it had been left there for a long time. The strings of this piano seem to be unusually hard, and it looks different from ordinary pianos.
There is nothing engraved on the piano, only some scratches of unknown significance on the head and tail. It looks like it was cut with a sharp blade.
"The name of this piano is Taikoo, and it is the piano of your ancestors. You have been to the dark building, and the attacks of the dark building are mainly daggers, and the moon tower is mostly silk dance clothes and the like. It's not a piano for teachers, but I know a little bit about it. Your ancestor's piano has been here for almost 20 years, and it is a blessing to meet someone who can play it. β
Baizhu Xiaoshou stepped forward and touched the body curiously, smooth and cold, and I didn't know what the surface paint was, there was no paint at this time anyway.
"Shu'er, play and see." Baili said with a smile.
"Master." Atractylodes retracted his hand. Where did he learn to play a musical instrument? I can't complete the five tones, I have been singing out of tune since I was a child, and I have never been exposed to formal music courses. Baizhu raised a small face, "Master, I won't." β
"It's fine." Baili touched his head, "This piano is very special, you go and pluck it." β
Baizhu nodded, walked over, looked at the master, looked at the guqin in front of him, stretched out the index finger of his little hand, found a string, and gently hooked it.
The strings do not move.
Baizhu tilted his head in confusion, looked back at the master, the other party didn't seem to know anything, and still kept a faint smile and looked at Baizhu.
Baizhu looked at the piano under his hand again, stretched out his middle finger to hook the string and pulled it up, the resistance was unusually huge, Baizhu closed his eyes and frowned, gritted his teeth, and pulled up fiercely!
"Zheng ββββββββββββ"
Baizhu was violently bounced to the ground, and he didn't react at all.
Baili showed a sincere smile and picked up Baizhu, who fell to his feet: "Shu'er, good job." β
At the same time, in the Liuzhen Pavilion of the Le Lou, Qu Hui, the owner of the Le Lou Building, who was embracing the beauty in his arms, was raising his glass to drink, and suddenly, as if he was trembling by something, he froze, and the cup in his hand slipped straight down, and fell to the ground with a snap - fortunately, this wine cup is made of gold, not jade, otherwise it would have to be broken.
Half-ringing, Qu Hui said in a daze: "The sound of the primeval is over." β
Raised eyes to shoot light, got up suddenly, and shocked the warbler Yanyan next to him exclaimed, he hurriedly walked back and forth two steps, as if he was trapped looking for an exit, suddenly stopped, and yelled: "Get out!! β
More than a dozen young women around him were frightened, and no more sound came out.
He strode over the crowd and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! The sound of the primeval sounds! Master is back! β
Qu Hui thought that except for his master, no one in this world could play the primeval world. Now that the primeval sound is out of the rivers and lakes again, it must be the master who has returned!
Now I really regret that when I was young, I made a bet with Baili Fengqing's kid on the spur of the moment, and lost the Taigu that my master left for him to keep. Otherwise, now that Master is back, the first person he will see must be him!
I've got to get there. Qu Hui thought. Otherwise, what if Master asks about the custody of the primeval and blames me? It's all Baili who is too cunning, so I have to talk to the master about it.
Qu Hui was ecstatic, flicked his cuffs, and flew towards the Yuelou.
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"Shu'er practiced first, and the five strings can be played one by one." Baili smiled and helped him up who was sitting on the ground, and said, "After the play, the teacher can continue to teach you." β
Baizhu nodded obediently: "Hmm." He always couldn't refuse Baili's words, and he didn't want to refuse in his heart.
Baili smiled softly: "Good~" rubbed his hair.
Baizhu is practicing the piano frantically.
It had been two days since the first string was plucked, and the piano was placed in a secret room, surrounded by walls, and the master said that the overtones of the primeval were too fluctuating, and that the instrument was a killing weapon, and that practicing outside was afraid of hurting others.
Baizhu was in this secret room, plucking the strings for two days.
In the secret room, there is no day or night, and only from the food delivered can the passage of time be distinguished. Baizhu has been plucking the strings hard, never lazy, one finger is tired to change to another, and one hand is tired to change to another. But what frustrated Baizhu was that even if all ten of his fingers were injured, there was a string, and he couldn't pluck it anyway. It's like it's growing on it.
Baizhu opened his hand, his small hand was scarred, he gritted his teeth, held his hand on the string again, grabbed it, and lifted it up with all his might.
"Uhh Baizhu lifted his breath and tried to wave the string again. Even if you move, it's fine.
No way! Whew-
Baizhu collapsed and lay on the piano, no, why is this string so hard.
There is only this one, and the other four can be moved, so I'm really unwilling
When I came down from Baili, I happened to see that the child was tired and fell asleep on the piano, and his saliva was all over the piano.
"Ahhhh!!!h Remote antiquity!!!!!!! β
Qu Hui behind Baili screamed, and rushed down across Baili with an arrow step: "How dare you drool on Taigu!! How dare you!!!! Qu Hui grabbed Baizhu and shook it.
Baizhu slept in a daze, half-opened his eyes, and looked at the stranger in front of him in a daze: "Huh? Yes? β
"Ahhh You're drooling over Swire's body!! I'll kill you!! Qu Hui collapsed and cried.
"Hehehe~" Baili laughed in a low voice, "Okay, let him go, Shu'er didn't mean it." What's more, he is the only one who can play the primeval now, are you sure you want to kill him? β
Qu Hui had a dark face, and threw Baizhu aside unhappily.
Baizhu lay on the ground for a while, got up on his own, and patted the dirt on his body.
"Master"
"Hmm."
Baizhu woke up, his eyes glanced at the Taiguqin who was drooling by him, and suddenly became embarrassed: "I'm me, I'll find a rag to wipe it."
"Rags?! You wipe the taiguqin with a rag?!!! Ahh!!!h Do you want to die!!!! Qu Hui's eyes were red and he shouted.
"Alright." Baili Fengqing patted the furious Qu Hui, "I have people use the softest silk woven cloth, dipped in the cleanest snow on the tips of the snow collected. Shu'er doesn't know, just kidding. β
"Joke?! Hum! - This is the apprentice you accepted? Is it really the same physique as Master? β
"Shu'er, go play it to your uncle." Baili said with a smile.
"Yes." Bai Zhu responded, and in the face of his fresh uncle's eyes that he was about to kill, he took his sleeve and wiped the piano - suddenly a chill came to his heart, like a thorn in his back, and his hair stood up in fear.
Bai Zhu didn't dare to look at his uncle's face, stretched out his scarred fingers, and fluctuated the first string.
"Zheng ββββββββββ"
The echo echoed through the chamber for a long time.
Atractylodes struck the second one.
"Zheng ββββββββββ"
Atractylodes continued to pluck the third, then the fourth.
When it was the fifth root's turn, Baizhu's little hand hung in the air, and he didn't know whether to dial it down or directly told the master that he couldn't play well. In the middle of it, the little hand reached down towards the string.
The middle finger hooked the strings and pulled up fiercely.
"Uh" Baizhu bit hard, his face flushed, and his mouth leaked out, and finally shouted, "Uhhhh!!!!h β
"Zheng ββββββββββ"
Finally they all played. "Whew" He lay on the ground with sweat on his head.
"Very well, Shu'er. Well done. Baili smiled and praised.
"Hmph." Qu Hui next to him snorted quietly. But the complexion is finally not so ugly.
"Shu'er, if you learn music rhythm in the future, you will follow this Uncle Qu. You have to study hard. β
"Hmm." Baizhu got up, "I will definitely study hard." Master rest assured. β
Qu Hui snorted: "Did I say I wanted to teach?" β
Baili smiled: "If you teach him the rhythm, he can use the Taigu well." Aren't all of your music houses armed with musical instruments? Why, the owner of the dignified music building, the guqin is not good at? β
"Provoke me?" Qu Hui said unhappily.
Baili shook his head: "Yes and no." Shu'er is one in a million physiques, and I am afraid that he is the only person in this world who can play the primeval in addition to the master. If you miss this person, where can you go to hear the primeval sound? β
Qu Hui stopped talking, as if pondering something.
In the middle of the ring, he said, "It's okay to ask me to teach, but you can come here." β
Bai Shu walked over according to his words, he looked at it, and suddenly said, "I can teach you the rhythm, but you also have to worship me as a teacher." Otherwise, I won't teach. β
Baizhu looked at Baili, Baili chuckled, and said with a relaxed face: "Why not?" β
Qu Hui looked at Baili and asked suspiciously, "Really?" β
"Don't live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Hurry up and take the technique, I can wait, the ancient voice can't wait. β
Qu Hui sighed helplessly: "You? A gentleman's belly? - Forget it, I'll take you as a cheap apprentice - wait! Qu Hui's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had found something amazing: "You"
He reached out and pinched Baizhu's chin, leaned closer, squinted his eyes and looked carefully: "You also have a mole here." As he spoke, he stroked the upper left corner of Baizhu's forehead with his index finger - it was often covered with hair, and if he hadn't just slept up, others wouldn't have noticed.
Qu Hui carefully looked at Baizhu's facial features, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became: "Has anyone ever said that you look like a person?" β