Mingyue stayed happily in the Immortal Academy for a few days, and then was taken to the Danmen by Yan Dan. Feng Chengcheng began to familiarize her with the basic matters such as the types of pills and the herbs used, so as to prepare for Dantong's assistant work.

After Mingyue came back, she helped Feng Tingcheng boil medicine every day as usual, and after boiling, she gave him a call and said, "Elder, drink the medicine." ”

Feng Chengcheng will take the initiative to pick up the black plum and put it in his mouth, and then drink the medicinal juice in one go, no longer need Mingyue or Yan Dan to supervise.

Mingyue's favorite thing to do is to listen to him play the piano after a busy day. For example, now, the bright moon stands quietly aside, and Feng Chengcheng sits under a thousand-year-old pine and plays the piano. The piano played by Feng Chengcheng seemed to have a natural magic, which made Mingyue obsessed with it.

This is a corner of the garden next to the dormitory of the Danmen Fengcheng City. In front of him is the vast and ethereal sea of clouds in Shushan, the curling incense exudes a light fragrance, the sunset in the distant mountains and sea of clouds is indescribably far away, the white robe and wide sleeves of the phoenix is tilted, the face is like a beautiful jade, the ink hair is flying in the wind, his slender fingers leap on the strings, and the notes flow out of his fingers, that kind of elegant and elegant appearance, so that Mingyue almost lost herself.

Mingyue had to admit that he was the most immortal man she had ever seen, and at this time he was like an immortal coming out of a picture scroll, exuding a kind of admirable immortal aura. His slender fingers deftly plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano was sometimes tactful and continuous, as if a mountain spring was gushing out and flowing along the mountains, meandering and flowing slowly; Sometimes the slightest thread flows through the depths of the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable, resonating with the lonely soul.

Who is it who is crying in the wind, venting his attachment to life and his unwillingness to fate?

Who is it, as if the colorful butterfly turned into a cocoon, broke through the darkness and saw the light?

Who is it, across thousands of mountains and rivers, and all kinds of lovesickness?

Who is it, wandering alone under the moon and sighing silently?

……

Mingyue couldn't help but be stupid when she listened to it, the past years appeared in her mind like a picture scroll, those joyful happiness, sadness, despair came one after another, and at some point, tears rolled down her crystal cheeks and wet her clothes.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the piano stopped, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down, making the surroundings even more silent.

A white handkerchief was handed to her, and his slender and deep phoenix eyes looked at her: "Wipe it." ”

"What?" Mingyue came back to her senses in a daze from her deep emotions, only to find that her face was full of cold tears. He wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief, and did not say a word for a long time.

Mingyue lowered her head, couldn't help but be embarrassed, and said in her heart: "It doesn't seem good to cry your nose at every turn in front of him." ”

Feng Chengcheng sighed: "I didn't expect you to have such an understanding of the sound of the Seven Demon Qins at such a young age. ”

"What are the Seven Magic Sounds?" Mingyue asked curiously, "I don't understand the rhythm, I just think that the sound of the piano sounds cheerful at first, but then it is extremely sad." ”

"The sound of the Seven Demon Piano was composed by an ancient god tens of thousands of years ago. The world thinks that the sound of the Seven Demons is a cheerful music, but in fact it was composed by the great god who missed his deceased wife, and only the most perceptive people can hear its sorrow. The reason why this song is called magic sound is because, if the person who plays the piano cultivates his immortal power to reach the upper immortal realm, he can control the minds of others through this song. Feng Qingcheng looked at the distant mountains and the sea of clouds and said slowly.

Mingyue asked suspiciously, "Then is it a good song or a bad song?" ”

She thought that he was also outstanding in appearance and a little talented in Danshu, but she didn't expect him to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and swords. Except, of course, a little stingy......

"It's just a piece of music, somewhere in between. Just like a sword, it can be used to kill people and it can also be used to save people. Seeing her in a daze, Feng Qingcheng asked in a changed tone, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Mingyue didn't react: "What to learn?" ”

"Come here, give it a try." Feng Chengcheng gave up the position she was sitting in just now and motioned for her to go over and sit in front of the guqin, and Mingyue had to walk over and sit down.

The color of the guqin is a rare reddish-brown, exuding a faint wood fragrance, although she does not know the qin, but she also knows that this must be a guqin, and it is a good guqin.

Mingyue has taken a silver needle, practiced a sword, and has never played the piano, so she doesn't know where to put her hands. Just when she was cramped and uneasy, Feng Qingcheng sat down next to her behind her, and a pair of bony, slender and white hands gently held her slender little hands. The warm breath of the man of the opposite sex on his back came from the sun, and the warm touch also came from his hands.

Mingyue couldn't help but panic in her heart, her heart suddenly beat like a deer, her body stiffened, the sweat on her back came out, and her hands suddenly didn't obey the call as if they were filled with lead.

The large, warm hands gently grasped her hand and plucked it toward the strings, and she just mechanically followed his command, her head buzzing.

"Relax, don't be nervous." A voice as low as a string whispered in his ear. The warm breath sprayed onto the girl's white and slender neck, causing goosebumps.

Mingyue only felt that her neck and ears were burning badly, and her heart was almost jumping out of her throat.

The deep voice whispered in her ear: "There are seven tones in the rhythm, which are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, plus the change of palace and change, which constitute the seven tones. The qin has five strings, which are combined with five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth; Outside the five tones, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, the corresponding strings are ......" Feng Chengcheng carefully explained and demonstrated for her, the voice was low and pleasant, as if there was an indescribable magic, Mingyue listened to it and fell into fascination, gradually forgot the tension and embarrassment, and followed his guidance to stroke the strings.

The girl's body exuded a unique sweet fragrance, like a flower and a musk, which flowed faintly in the dense incense mist.

She snuggled into his arms, bowed her head slightly, her hands were held in his big hands, and her fingers stiffly followed him to learn how to play one by one. Mingyue was also interested when she listened, her body gradually relaxed, and she began to follow his guidance and calm in the beautiful sound of the piano.

Feng Chengcheng saw that she had a good understanding, so he was also interested, and explained the playing method while demonstrating: "Pluck the strings with your right hand, and press the strings with your left hand to take the sound." The guqin has a range of four octaves and two notes. There are seven loose sounds, ninety-one overtones, and one hundred and forty-seven sounds. There are many performance techniques, the right hand has support, breaking, wiping, picking, hooking, ticking, beating, picking, wheeling, plucking, pinching, rolling, etc.; The left hand has groaning, squandering, squeezing, note, colliding, advancing and resuming, retreating, rising, etc. Feng Chengcheng explained and demonstrated, and after the demonstration was completed, he guided Mingyue to practice again.

The moonlight was hazy, and under the lush ancient trees, the petite girl with a pair of beautiful eyes was shining, and she was nestled in the arms of the tall young man, revealing a curious and focused look.

The two practiced and exchanged words repeatedly under the moonlight, and in the sound of ding-dong strings, the sound of insects chirping around them came, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Mingyue has an excellent memory, and his understanding is high, according to the movements and methods he taught, corresponding to the rhythm and strings, he can slowly and intermittently play.

When Yan Dan came over from afar with tea, he saw such a picture: a delicate and cute petite girl snuggled in the arms of a young man, and asked softly with a delicate smile from time to time. The young man in white clothes is better than snow, his black hair is like ink, a pair of phoenix eyes have swept away the indifference and alienation in the daytime, and at this time he has a warm smile, and explains softly to the girl, there is a rare tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes.

I don't know how long the drill has been, until the moon has set in the west, the incense has burned out, and the girl is still concentrating on the intermittent practice.

Feng Chengcheng stood up from the girl's side and walked a little farther away. The evening breeze lifted the girl's hair, revealing the girl's white and elegant neck, lined with a flower-like delicate face, and there was an indescribable beauty.

The girl frowned slightly, the kind of focused and curious appearance, the slightly baby fat face was delicate and cute, and a pair of dark and bright eyes were shining and shining, like a brilliant star in the sky.

Feng Chengcheng looked at the girl who was concentrating on playing the piano in the moonlight, and a tenderness that had never been felt before surged in his heart. That kind of strange feeling made him confused and confused, and it also made him feel warm.

Mingyue pondered intently, remembering the tune he had just played, and she actually played it intermittently from memory. She practiced more than a dozen times in one go, and she played it decently. The sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant, with ups and downs, as if someone is thinking of the Yiren on the water side, with a touch of sadness in the sweetness, and infinite melancholy in the cheerfulness.

Feng Chengcheng took out a jade flute, and the beautiful sound of the piano guided the sound of the piano to flow slowly, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute echoed and chased each other, like a pair of sweet lovers under the moon, full of lovesickness.

Time passes, lovers look at each other from afar but can't see each other, the Yingying River, but can't carry thousands of sorrows and thousands of lovesickness......

The flute conveys ancient melancholy, lingering and gripping......

Yan Dan couldn't help but be stupid. He stood dumbfounded, with all kinds of sorrow in his heart, and I don't know how long it took before he suddenly came to his senses.

The sound of the flute has stopped at some point. At this time, Mingyue sat in front of the guqin, lowered her head, and looked at the front blankly and was silent.

Feng Qingcheng held the flute in his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back, quietly staring into the distance, a pair of phoenix eyes were as quiet as a deep pool, and he was also silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Dan waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Elder, it's late at night......"

"Hmm. Take it. Feng Chengcheng took the flute into his arms.

The girl turned her head and smiled at him, with joy and pride in her bright eyes. The two looked at each other for a moment, smiled at each other, and there seemed to be an aftermath flowing in the wind.

Feng Qingcheng coughed lightly and said, "If you want to appreciate the essence of the music, you must practice often, you are still far away." In fact, she is already very good, and her understanding and talent for music have made him look up to her.

Mingyue pouted, stretched out her little pink tongue mischievously at him, and made a dissatisfied grimace by the way. If you don't boast, forget it, and hit people by the way. For the sake of his careful guidance today, and she has indeed learned a lot of things, she will not bother with him.

He was in a good mood when he saw her naughty and cute appearance, and with a smile in his slender phoenix eyes, he took the lead in walking back.

Mingyue packed the guqin in a case, followed behind Feng Chengcheng with a guqin in her arms, and made the appearance of throwing him with a case. As everyone knows, her naughty appearance with teeth and claws was cast on the ground by the moonlight, and he saw it clearly. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his phoenix eyes were full of smiles.

Yan Dan followed behind the two of them with a basket, watching them walk along the rugged mountain road one after the other towards the direction of the Fengqi City Dormitory.

Feng Tilt City's dormitory was in front, and Mingyue's bedroom was diagonally opposite him. Mingyue followed Feng Tingcheng into his dormitory, placed the guqin on the shelf in the study of the side hall, and was about to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by Feng Tingcheng's hands.

Mingyue was so frightened that her hands shook and she stood there. Her heart was pounding, her face was burning, and she didn't understand what Feng Qingcheng was doing with her hand so ambiguously?

Feng Qingcheng asked lightly: "What, are you afraid of me?" ”

Mingyue nodded embarrassedly, seeing Feng Qingcheng's handsome face becoming gloomy, she quickly shook her head again and said with a smile: "No, no, how majestic it is to follow the elders, how can I be afraid of you?" But he slandered in his heart: "You are so black-bellied, cunning and insidious, it's no wonder if you're not afraid!" ”

Feng Tingcheng listened to her indecent, and there was a crying and laughing expression on his face.

He lifted her slender hands, spread her fingers, and asked while helping her knead her fingers, "The first time you played the piano today, you have been practicing for a long time, do your fingers feel sore and swollen?" ”

Mingyue came back from the fright, nodded with a red face, and her eyes were too shy to know where to look. She snorted, "It's okay, it's a little sour." ”

Feng Chengcheng helped her massage the acupuncture points on her hands for a while, and said, "Press these two acupuncture points more yourself, and the soreness will be relieved." ”

Mingyue hurriedly withdrew her hands, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Okay, Elder, I, I'll go back to the room first, good night." ”

After saying that, he jumped out of his dormitory with a "whoosh" and "slammed" to help him close the door.

The night is deep, and the moonlight is like practice. Feng Chengcheng looked at the disappearing shadow at the door, and couldn't help but smile when he remembered the appearance of the girl making a grimace.

Mingyue hurried all the way back to her room, as if a beast was chasing her behind her.

She stayed in her room for a long time before she came to her senses. She felt like she was going crazy, what was he going to do with her so ambiguously today? He taught her to play the piano so carefully, did he really want to take her as an apprentice? She had never considered the question of letting Feng Chengcheng be her master, and she couldn't help but feel a little distressed in her heart, she had many nightmares at night, and she didn't sleep very well.