Chapter 7: Ensemble Truth

In the middle of the night, I returned to my house for the rest of my life, and walked around the castle all day, but there was no suitable place to sign in and check in, and I was tired.

"Woo~"

As soon as he was lying in bed, he heard a mournful and angry flute outside the window.

The sound was beautiful, as if the sound of gurgling water flowed out, and the heavens and the earth were all echoed and sang in harmony.

"This voice ......"

For the rest of his life, he closed his eyes, immersed himself in the sound of the flute, and his mind went back to that happy, joyful time years ago.

Thinking in his heart, the corners of Yu Sheng's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

"I don't know if the eldest brother will come!"

In the courtyard, Yu Mu put the flute and wiped it carefully with his hands, looking out the window with deep eyes, looking at it, a little nervous in his heart, and a little looking forward to it.

Silence outside the window!

After waiting for a while, there was no one to be seen.

Yu Mu retracted his gaze, dim, his face was full of frustration, he turned the pulley with both hands, ready to go down to rest, it had been so long, it seemed that he couldn't wait for anyone.

"Brother Shepherd, you're not kind, the eldest brother hasn't come yet, why did you leave?"

A familiar voice sounded outside the house.

Yu Mu's body stiffened, and he hurriedly looked at the door of the house, ecstatic, and the disappointment in his heart was replaced by excitement.

Creak!

The door opened, and Yu Sheng, dressed in a white robe, stepped in slowly, with a smile on his face,

As when he was a child, he walked straight behind Yu Mu and pushed the wheelchair.

"I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Yu Mu hurriedly waved his hand, unwilling to let Yu Sheng push a wheelchair.

"Why not?"

Yu Sheng's face sank and he scolded angrily.

"Big brother, you are a young master, our identities are different, we can't ......" Yu Mutou shook like a rattle.

"You call me big brother, then I, who is the eldest brother, it is natural to push a wheelchair for my younger brother, why not?" Yu Sheng's face soothed, pushed the wheelchair, and walked towards the outside of the house.

After hearing this, a smile appeared on Yu Mu's face.

It's just that......

The gaze in his eyes was even more determined.

By the moonlight, by the quiet, by the right time, the two chatted a lot, from playing in the snow when they were children, to being estranged when they grew up, they were full of emotion.

"Big brother, let's play a song together?"

Coming to a pavilion, Yu Mu suddenly said: "The last time we played together was three years ago, and since then, you have worked hard to cultivate, and we have very few opportunities to meet. ”

On the stone table of the pavilion, there is a guqin.

"This piano ......"

Yu Sheng pointed to the guqin, slightly shocked in his heart.

"This is the guqin that my eldest brother used to use, in the past three years, every time I miss my eldest brother, I will come to the pavilion, listen to the sound of the piano that has long dissipated, and think that one day, I can play a song with my eldest brother. ”

Yu Mu said, took out a flute from the cuff, carved with bamboo patterns on it, Xiuyi has charm, slender and soft, evergreen and undefeated, with a faint green light.

The guqin on the stone table, the bamboo pattern is also carved under the strings, which is vivid, looks full of vitality, vigorous and upward, and has the beautiful quality of "lonely cliffs and valleys, there is this Lingyun Qi".

"Okay, big brother will play a song with you today. ”

Yu Sheng walked up to the gazebo, sat cross-legged, and began to tune.

After the piano was tuned, the two began to play together.

First, the elegant sound of the piano came out, like dew dripping on the flowers, and then like a white bird chirping, and like a thousand horses galloping, the clear and melodious, swinging people's minds.

Beautiful soul, beautiful guqin sound.

Then, the sound of the flute sounds, blending into the sound of the piano, giving people a different enjoyment, melodious, and a kind of rhyme that makes people reverberate.

Piano sound!

Flute!

The change began.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano was high, like an eagle striking the sky, emitting an unusually bright high note, like a flock of frightened birds, soaring, flapping its wings, coiling up and down.

The flute whimpered, as if splashed with a little tear, low and mournful, like crying and complaining, if intermittent, thin like a gossamer, it could disappear at any time.

Gradually, the sound of the piano changed from sudden like wind, rain, thunder and lightning to melodious and tactful, floating in the air. Lighter than falling flowers, like long silk cotton, and like flowing water, leisurely and clear.

At this time, the flute sound is cheerful and lively, urgent, majestic, excited, such as the water blocking the river stone, the waves curb the flying boat, such as the wind howling canyon, a hundred twists and turns, sometimes the waves are like wreckage, and the water floods the flat river.

The moon is bright and clear, and the breeze is blowing.

At this moment, it seems that the best time, the most brilliant wind and frost, the initial appearance, slowly emerges in my heart. This is after the end of thousands of sails, watching the years calm the mood, this is the body across the sea, precipitation of all the magnificent waves.

Both of them understand that under every note, there is a calm and pliable mind.

When the last note fell, the void became extraordinarily silent, and the insects in the courtyard disappeared.

It seems, they are also so enchanted with the ensemble that they forget everything.

"I haven't played the piano for three years, and my technique is a lot rusty. Yu Sheng said, breaking the deathly silence.

"I've been playing the flute for three years, but it's still not as good as my eldest brother's piano. Yu Mu said with a smile.

"Haha......"

Yu Sheng laughed, left the gazebo, and pushed the wheelchair back the way it came.

At this time, a dark cloud drifted in and obscured the moon.

The light seemed to dim a little.

An hour later, Yu Sheng left the courtyard.

"Big brother, I won't let others snatch your position as the young master. ”

Yu Mu looked at the back of Yu Sheng's departure, muttered to himself, opened the art of war with both hands, and bloomed with a heroic righteousness.

In the Barbarian Continent, there is no such thing as one kind of cultivation.

There are Confucian cultivation, military cultivation, law cultivation, poison cultivation, and Taoist Xiu......

Confucianism opened his mouth, a thousand words, suppressed Xiaoxiao, and was a teacher of 10,000 people.

The soldiers charged, the battlefield was tempered, and the bloody qi was broken with strength.

The Dharma is spiritual, communicates with heaven and earth, integrates into the avenue, and returns to the heart.

The poisonous person refines witches, the side door is heretical, demagoguery, and killing people is invisible.

The Taoist system, the charm leads the thunder......

"Among the younger generation, there are only Yu Yun, Yu Zhe and Yu Kai who are willing to compete for the position of the young master, among which Yu Yun is the most threatening, not only the realm of the five-rank martial artist, but also the support of the second elder. ”

"As long as you defeat Yu Yun and make an example of the monkey, the other two will automatically give up the position of the young master......"

"At that time, we brothers and people will revitalize the family together!"

Yu Mu pondered, and a powerful aura erupted, forming a cyclone, blowing the furniture in the house with a loud sound.

Looking at its power, it has reached seven grades!

Not weaker than the previous generation of martial artists.

The other side.

Yu Sheng had returned to the house, sitting in a chair, his right hand supporting his chin, and it always felt that what had happened tonight was a little weird.

At this critical moment, why did Yu Mu see him?

And when playing in an ensemble, why is the flute full of determination?

However, what can Yu Mu, a crippled man, do except be smarter and a bachelor of Wenhua Academy?

"Forget it, maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

"Sleep goodbye!"

Since I can't figure it out, I don't want to, so I crawl into bed for the rest of my life, hug the quilt, and fall asleep after a while.