The fat leader was defeated, and the thin woman didn't say a word, and after slowly spitting out a few times, she sang loudly.

Different from the softness of the Han song and the desolation of the grassland song, the plateau tune reveals a magnificence and clarity in the majesty, like a quiet lake when it is gentle, and like a rushing river when it is exciting, the thin woman is a famous singer in the clan, married to the fat man and the leader of the business with him, because she often hikes, her knowledge is higher than other singers on the plateau, and the plateau song performed at this moment is indeed extraordinary.

The vast plateau, the holy lake and the long river, in the midst of the bits and pieces of singing, when she just spoke, the people of Qingyang were still making noise, but unconsciously, the noisy voice gradually receded, and only her singing voice remained.

The short woman, too, seems to be gradually plump, thorough, and pure along with the song.

The end of the song.

The dwarf woman did not bow as if she had sung in the clan, but raised her chin and smiled proudly.

Song Yang sincerely admired: "It's really good." As he spoke, he smiled and nodded at the short woman: "It's also a blessing to be able to marry you, I can't get tired of listening to such songs." ”

The short woman did not accept the admiration, and looked at the Qu couple.

Aunt Qu was a little cramped, looking at Song Yang, not very sure.

Song Yang scratched his head: "If you don't sing, I have to sing......"

The two laughed out loud at the same time, when they were learning to sing on the platform just now, they had already learned Song Yang's voice, and they still can't figure it out, a young talent with a delicate appearance and a good speaking voice, how to sing sounds like sawing a duck's neck with a saw.

Aunt Qu laughed, relaxed a little, inhaled deeply, and slowly spit out the words and began to sing:

Who brought the call of the ancients

Who left a thousand years of hope

Could it be that there are still wordless songs?

It's still that long-lasting attachment

There is no song from the plateau that can compare to it - the "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", which was popular in the previous life and sung all over the country.

I saw mountains and rivers

Mountains and rivers are connected

That's the 'real' plateau!

This is a song with a soul, just like the snow-capped mountains and white clouds on the plateau, it is not a dead thing, its freshness and vividness are incomparable.

Mysterious and beautiful, tranquil but friendly.

This piece doesn't have to be performed.

The dwarf woman sings the praises of beauty with her own plateau tune; But this song 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau' has long integrated everything on the plateau into the song.

The difference between the two pieces is like the distance between the water and the sky on the plateau. The serenity of the former comes from the environment; And the holiness of the latter is because of itself.

And the most important thing is that "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" itself is a plateau tune, and the mouths of Nanli people sing a plateau tune that is more majestic, purer, more magnificent, and more 'plateau' than that of plateau singers.

Song Yang can only hum this song, and he can't sing any of the high notes before and after, but the Qu couple are originally singers, proficient in music, and quickly sorted out the tone, while Aunt Qu's voice is slightly hoarse and has a good vocal range, which is completely competent.

You don't need to be proficient, as long as you can be competent, it's enough. As for the rest, as long as the lyrics are slightly modified, nothing will happen

When Aunt Qu pulled the last tune higher and higher, rushing one after another, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and didn't dare to exert a little force, for fear that their breath would shatter the stunning scenery...... The singing was gone, and after another half an hour, the cheers were thunderous and unrestrained.

Because of the style of music, Song Yang chose the 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau', and as expected, he won completely.

Song Yang was distracted.

The song in the previous world, heard again today, like a world away?

It's gone.

It wasn't until Qin Cone patted him on the shoulder that Song Yang came back to his senses...... Sober is conscious, but the mood is still confused, Song Yang did not look at the short Tubo woman, but looked at Uncle Qu: "Uncle, I am tired of you, I want to listen to the wine." ”

Uncle Qu smiled and sang as soon as he opened his mouth.

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns!

Song Yang responded in his heart: not to return.

And "Will Enter the Wine" does not stop, this is heroic, and it is enough to sink the sun...... If the previous poem on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is like a white cloud, high and ethereal; That "Will Enter the Wine" is a rainstorm, dripping with joy, different from the silence when Aunt Qu sings, every time Uncle Qu sings, he will explode into a cheer response!

After a while, Song Yang finally exhaled the turbidity in his chest, returned to this life from his previous life, turned his head and asked the Tibetan woman: "What's the matter?" ”

A good singer will definitely be impressed by the 'real voice', and the Tibetan woman is no exception, the contempt on her face has long disappeared, and she has been replaced by a sincere smile and a bow to the Qu couple. But after getting up, she was about to speak, when the Tubo leader, who had just almost spit out her appetite, suddenly rushed and said: "Nanli people are naturally towards Nanli people, no matter how bad your singing is, it is still full of color, and the wins and losses in this game cannot be calculated at all." ”

The Tubo woman was stunned for a moment, then her face was ugly, she turned around and argued with the fat man in local dialect, she couldn't understand what she was saying, but her tone was very fierce, and she quarreled for a while, the fat man waved his hand and slapped him, so that his wife fell out diagonally, and then turned back to Song Yang and said: "The first game is lost, the second game is a peace, and the third game is better than zazen." ”

The audience booed and scolded, Song Yang raised his hand to suppress the noise, walked quickly to the side of the Tubo woman, stretched out his hand to help her up, did not pretend to win or lose, but asked seriously: "Do you need to help you fight him back?" ”

The surname of the plateau woman is much more pungent than that of the Han woman, and she reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said one word: "Fight!" ”

Song Yang was also happy, and shouted when he turned around: "Brother Qin!" ”

Brother Qin stepped forward, raised his hand, and slapped him crisply, and the huge Tubo strong man slapped him, and his body flew up directly and fell heavily to the ground. After the beating, Song Yang laughed and said: "Your wife wants to beat you, let's be a family member for a while, this is your own human affairs in Tubo, don't rely on our Nanli." Come on, come on, the third is more than zazen. ”

The second fool had already asked what it meant to be 'gluttonous', walked to the middle of the high platform and sat down straight, the other party's thin middle-aged man was much more formal than him, first bowed to the gods and Buddhas, and then crossed his legs and knees, sat down steadily, and stretched out his finger and pointed to the two copper bowls in front of him: "Fill water, go to the top." ”

Song Yang did it himself, poured water into the bowl, first placed one of them on the top of the second fool's head, and when he closed his hand, he used his sleeves to cover up his five fingers and flick it, sealing the seven big points on the second fool's head, neck, shoulders, and back, at least to ensure that the second fool could not move in a short time.

The second fool's body was stiff and couldn't move slightly, but his eyes were still very flexible, and he was turning upwards in vain, probably trying to see the water bowl above his head.

Song Yang put another bowl on top of the other party's head, still using his sleeves to cover up, and made a small move...... Then Song Yang retreated to Qin Chong's side.

Qin Cone has good skills and better eyesight, plus he is very close to the second fool, he saw Song Yang's method of sealing the acupoint, but he still frowned and said: "It's still not good after a long time." ”

Song Yang smiled and said, "It won't last long!" ”

After only half a cup of tea, there was no movement on the second fool's side, but the bowl of clear water on the head of the middle-aged Tubo began to rise with white smoke. Qin Cone wondered, took two steps forward, and quickly saw clearly that not only was there water mist in the other party's bowl, but also small bubbles came out one after another, which were quickly connected into pieces, densely picked up on the four walls, even a little doll could understand that this was the situation before the water was about to be boiled.

Qin Cone was taken aback in his heart, and just by touching the top of his head, he baked a bowl of clear water, which is a strong foundation of internal strength.

But looking at the middle-aged Tubo again, the muscles on his face are twisted, the blue tendons on his forehead are exposed, and all the painful looks look on his face, no matter how he looks at it, it doesn't look like he is boiling water. And Song Yang's laughter also rang out: "Master, we are comparing zazen, not water, you still have supernatural powers." ”

Standing on the top of the water, the Tibetan penance can persist for four days and four nights, but if you hold a basin of boiling water......