"Actually," Tie Shanwu's lazy voice suddenly came out, "I feel tired, it's good to listen to the piano, I like to listen to the piano." ”

Everyone else in the tent turned to look at him in disbelief.

He snorted very naturally, waved his hand, and said, "It's not as you think, it doesn't matter if I listen to it or not, in fact, I think it's good to talk and talk if you don't listen to the piano." ”

They waited like this, waiting for the sound of the piano to sound, and when the time came, they would go out of the tent, join the people in the other tents, and "blow the old man away" in a "polite" way.

However, what puzzled them was that when it was time to play the piano, the piano did not sound, and after a long time, the piano did not sound.

I don't know what's going on, but Lei is getting more and more irritable, thinking to himself, why hasn't the sound of the piano come tonight?

He stood up, walked out of the tent, and looked at the pipe outside.

Outside, not only did the old man who played the piano not come, but even Guan Kuo was gone.

His expression was slightly confused.

He glanced back into the tent.

He saw that Tie Shan Wu's smile was very inexplicable......

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The autumn colors reflect outside the pass, and the four fields are slightly blank.

The wind from the heights, a little strong, a little cool, came from the south, passed through here, and went to the north and then to the north.

Perhaps, the wind comes from Chang'an, from his former home.

Guan Kuo looked at the sky and found that here, looking at the night tonight, it was really clear.

While relaxing, he was also slightly nervous.

With his identity, it was impossible to move around randomly, but today, he didn't understand what was going on with him, so he didn't think much about it, followed the old man with the guqin on his back, all the way forward, passed through various military camps, and met troops patrolling with torches everywhere, without any hindrance.

The army of Li Xianyue, the regular king of Jin, saw the old man and him, but they didn't ask anything.

Therefore, he felt like a child who had done bad things but was not scolded, and although he spent that time quietly, he was very worried in his heart.

"When you do something, you should focus on that thing, and you have no distractions, and you are thinking too much now." The old man said.

Guan Kuo smiled bitterly, thinking that he had done such an incredible thing in anyone's eyes, could he really not think about it?

"I'll send you back when I go back." The old man said again.

After saying that, he sat down on a high place, looked at the distant heaven and earth, and began to adjust the strings.

Guan Kuo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down slowly, the other party was right, since he was ready to listen to the piano, then he didn't have to think about anything else, if he was listening to the piano, he suddenly killed someone, then he had to learn to let go of the piano in an instant, and concentrate on killing the enemy.

The sound of the piano is curling and drifting with the wind.

Nearby, it is the Northern Tang Dynasty, and in the distance, it is the Abrupt people, and the sound of the piano may be able to reach everyone's ears.

Guan Kuo could look in all directions, but in his heart, only the sound of the piano was echoing.

Focus will be strong.

The old man was telling him how to be strong.

These days, before he fell asleep at night, he had been wondering why his father was so strong, because he wanted to be so strong.

Later, the old man's education went deep into the bone marrow, and he gradually gained some understanding.

Before that night, his father was a civil official in anyone's eyes, but those generals in the Northern Tang Dynasty still felt that his father was strong, and at some times, he didn't understand, but now, he understands, because his father is strong in his heart.

That night, one person, one knife, shocked so many Yulin troops, and negotiated conditions with Xue Zhao, also because his father's heart was strong.

He hadn't seen the old man show his might, but after just a short contact, he concluded that the old man was a very powerful person, and this was the natural aura after his heart was strong.

Li Zenan, the king of Qin, has a world in his heart and a wide eye, and he will learn that he has a world in his heart, and I am everything.

There is only one piece of music tonight.

When the old man didn't continue, Guan Kuo was a little surprised.

The old man looked at him and said, "Write it, and I'll read it to you." ”

Guan Kuo seemed to hear the most beautiful sound in the world, and he was so surprised that it was difficult to add.

The hunchbacked old Jin and his father both said that they should pay attention to this bamboo slip, and his father even said that if he wants to be as strong as him, then he will crack and read this bamboo slip.

It is impossible for my father to harm himself and deceive himself, so he only said that as long as he cracks this bamboo slip, he will definitely become strong, and as for how powerful it is, it is not under his consideration.

Although he didn't understand why the old man spoke the so-called "Wu Nong soft language" dialect, and why he knew the words on it, he didn't know what was going on, he chose to believe the other party, or perhaps, he already knew that this might be his only and last chance.

With joy and anticipation, he scratched the first paragraph on the bamboo slip on the ground with stones.

The old man's eyes swept over, and then he still read in Wu language: "The body is outside, the spirit is inside, the five treasures are vigorous, strong, and indestructible." ”

Guan Kuo frowned and asked, "What does this mean?" ”

"This is the Tibetan image of the talk, so I think it is a guide." The old man said.

"God, soul, mind, spirit, and will are the gods in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. God, soul, mind, spirit, and ambition will be strong, and people will become strong and will not perish. ”

Guan Kuo frowned, although he understood a little, but he really couldn't describe it as "understanding".

Could it be that my father's so-called "strong" means that we must first be strong in God, soul, will, spirit, and will?

However, what those five are, what they are, is not something he can understand now.

Guan Kuo was full of suspicion, and carved out the second paragraph on the ground. Now he no longer needs that bamboo slip at all, everything on it is completely deep in his mind, and he has decided that after a while, he will dispose of that bamboo slip.

The old man is like a patient translation teacher, first read it in Wu language, and then simply explain a few times, although it will not make Guan Kuomao suddenly open, and he has a deep understanding of the content on the bamboo slip, but at least he also roughly knows the content on the bamboo slip.

Guan Kuo listened very carefully, he knew that this was related to his future.

After the incident from the Guanfu, he was full of confusion about the future, but the things about the hunchbacked old gold, his father, and this bamboo slip were like a fixed trajectory in his life, waiting for him to follow and complete.