The piano lesson of a hundred miles of snow began in a hurry in Banana Leaf Villa.

At the beginning, he was very envious of his senior sister for being able to pick up ready-made benefits, but now he feels that he is ten times happier.

Because he has a very special idea, and this idea needs to be used freely, and it is better that no one is staring at it every day.

He held the summer wood and observed it for a whole day, and secretly exclaimed in his heart.

This piece of wood is simply a natural piano material, old, loose wood, and just in line with the length of three feet six inches five, six inches wide, two inches thick Zhou Tian Liuhe Liangyi, is a wonder of heavenly arts.

When touching the Elephant Tower, Fu Xue read the book of qin, came into contact with various qinqin tools, and even tried to chisel out the ice qin, so for him, it was not all difficult.

After carefully observing the material, he slowly and evenly blew the wood repeatedly against the wind, and when he sensed that the wind and the wood spirit element were completely integrated, and after standing for a period of time, he started to make the bottom plate and dig the groove belly.

He tapped the wood and listened to its sound, finally determining the depth of the belly of the groove, which would be dug and glued to the bottom plate to form a shape.

This busy work has been going on for more than a month, and during this time, no one has seen anything wrong with it.

The qin-cutting skills of each qin door are all secret, so the side door cannot be snooped, and there is no one in the Jiaoye Villa, so when the snow is doing these tasks, it is done alone in the qin cutting room.

The cultivator only thought that he was cutting the master and Kuangqin, although he asked if he had encountered difficulties, but he had never seen it himself.

Gongsun Changqin chattered: "Why, are you so sure that little ghost has the ability to make a piano that can be played by yourself?" ”

"Of course." The spiritual cultivator replied firmly.

"Then ......" Gongsun Changqin deliberately dragged the lingering end note, "Are you sure he cut out Shi Kuangqin?" He didn't learn much from Shi Kuang, and his relationship with Shi Kuang was not very deep...... After all, for him, the taste of being under the fence ......"

Before the last long sigh fell, the cultivator suddenly slapped the case: "That's not right! Gotta check it out! "Said hurriedly ran to the piano room. At the door, she knocked on the door, "Xiaoxue? ”

"Senior sister, come in!" Inside the house, the snow whisked unceremoniously, with a very happy tone, as if there was a great harvest.

Don't...... What did he do was Fu Xiqin?

Xiu Ling's heart tightened, and he gently pushed the door in, and for some reason, he was a little inexplicably nervous. When she saw the body lying on the table, she was really surprised: "This ...... What is it? ”

When she got closer, she saw that the whole body was an oval, with a large head and a small tail, and its appearance was very novel, not any form she knew or seen.

But the workmanship is excellent, the sky is like a dome, and the earth is like a plain. All kinds of accessories such as Yueshan, dragon gum, Chenglu, etc. are readily available, and there are also elaborate carvings at the crown horns, and there are two animal patterns on the left and right.

Xiu Ling was confused, but if Yu Wang was present, it would be very clear that the shape of this qin was exactly the same as the ice qin he made at that time, and the patterns carved on the left and right were Taiyin and glowing with the sun candle.

In terms of process, this piano only needs to wrap the cloth, scrape the ash tire, paint and finally string, tune, and rest the goose feet. That is to say, its shape has been finalized, and it is completely impossible to change it, it cannot become Shi Kuangqin, nor can it become Fuxiqin.

The language of Qin Wen was still in his ears, and Xiu Ling suddenly fell into deep thought, and asked kindly for a while: "Xiaoxue, what is the shape of this qin called?" How did you come up with this? ”

Fu Xue looked at Senior Sister for a long time, and was silent for a long time before she said: "Senior Sister, I know that you asked me to switch to Shi Kuang for my own good, but although Yaozun promised to accept me as an apprentice, he was not sincere, and it was just because of his feelings.

Now that Xiaoxue is homeless, it's better to stand on her own! Someday, I can start a new school of piano too! That's how it is named! ”

Seeing that Fu Xue generously stated, saying word by word like an alliance oath, the cultivator was shocked. Sure enough, he is not an ordinary child, and he is destined to achieve a career, but he is ......

She froze in place, smiled.

She stretched out her hand to Fu Xue, "Senior sister believes in you!" ”

She couldn't say it more bluntly, but Baili Fuxue, who already knew everything, knew very well how difficult a choice it would be for others to trust the spiritual cultivator so easily.

Because of the violent emotion in his heart, he stood in place in a daze, and lost his reaction.

"Don't worry, Yaozun will hand it over to Senior Sister." The cultivator tugged at his little hand and pinched his face.

Baili Fuxue nodded vigorously, he looked at the senior sister who was squatting, touched her hair hanging on her chest with his other hand, and said, "Okay." However, the senior sister made jade pendants for Master Feng, hairpins for Xia Zun, and Yingluo for the princess and Sister Qianqian, and even Piaopiao and them had gifts...... Why is there no light snow? ”

Xiu Ling was stunned and explained, "Who said that Xiaoxue didn't have it? As he spoke, he took off the golden black feather necklace that had just been strung around his neck and hung it on the snow necklace.

"Is this too?" Fuxue grabbed the necklace and looked at it, unable to hide her joy, but soon frowned, and said deliberately: "Originally, Xiaoxue wanted something else......

"What?"

Fu Xue was still stroking the hair of the cultivator, and grinned: "Xiaoxue wants Senior Sister to make a tassel for me!" The lacquer is black, and the tassel is also black. Can you take a strand of my sister's hair and put it in the piano spike, so that Xiaoxue can see the piano spike like she sees her senior sister! ”

"What should I be, and what's so hard about it?" Xiu Ling didn't think much about it, and added: "Even so, the spike is decorated with white beads, which is also in line with the yin and yang law in the qin theory. ”

The snow was overjoyed, and after confirming it again and again, he jumped up and dragged the cultivator out of the piano room to play.

The two of them went out and bumped into Gongsun Changqin, who was squatting outside the door. He stroked his hair and shook his head silently as he watched the cultivator......

Xiu Ling panicked in his heart, but with a hidden smile on his face, he pulled the snow and sped up his pace.

***

During the period when the snow was playing the piano in the Banana Leaf Villa, the wind sang occasionally. It is nothing more than to come to teach, to supervise the spiritual cultivators to practice piano music, and to visit the safety of the snow. In addition, after Chu Li, he had another chess friend: Gongsun Changqin.

Naturally, this chess friend was not found by him on his own initiative, but entangled in the door by himself.

Plantains rain at night, knock on chess pieces and drop lanterns. Gongsun Changqin will never live up to such feelings, no matter whether the wind is exhausted and the song agrees or not, he will press him in the boring pavilion, "If you don't finish this game, you are not allowed to leave!" "The way to keep people is to let the cultivators be present every time they play a game, or play the piano to help the fun, or serve tea and water.

At this point, the wind will relent, and the excuse is to say to the spiritual cultivators: "It's okay, and listen to what you have grown." ”

He also played chess while pointing, and from time to time pointed out a fingering mistake here or that rhythm. His eyes only fell on the chessboard, and he secretly fought wits and courage with Gongsun Changqin.

If there is wind on a rainy night, the phoenix chant and chant carefully, and the purple mist and jade pendant jingle. It can really be said: the immortals are ethereal, Mo Ruo Changqin; A gentleman is like a jade, and it is like a song.

"By the way, whisk the snow and chop the qin, how are you doing?" Feng Duge asked with a frown. He knew that the piano of the snow slash was not the Shikuang style and the Fuxi style, although he had never seen it, but whenever he thought about it, his heart was always uneasy.

Xiu Ling said: "It's almost, today I put on the goose feet, and the tuning is done." ”

Feng Jinge slowly picked out a chess piece, rubbed it and said: "Then today's game, I will play slowly......"

On the other side, Gongsun Changqin smiled, "The deity is also curious, so it's better to wait." ”

So, this game went down until late at night between you and me......