Chapter 150: The Story Told by Guqin
At the moment when Xu Yang's mind relaxed, something strange happened.
A moment ago, Xu Yang was still there thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow, and a moment later, Xu Yang's eyes inadvertently swept on the guqin again, and at this moment Xu Yang was in a state of relaxation, as if someone seized this opportunity to take advantage of it, Xu Yang was once again 'lost' in the artistic conception just now.
Standing up a little dazedly and standing in front of the guqin, at this moment, Xu Yang's eyes have lost the whole world, and there is only a guqin. Stretched out his hand again, and the moment his fingers touched the guqin, boom~ Xu Yang's brain seemed to explode.
Naturally sit cross-legged, and put the guqin on your lap. Xu Yang slowly closed his eyes, at this time, Xu Yang's body exuded the realm of the unity of heaven and man that he would only show during the tea ceremony, his face was calm and pleasant, the whole person seemed to dissolve into this world, and his hand gently stroked the body and strings of the guqin.
The guqin seemed to be telling Xu Yang something, dong ~ ding dong ~ Xu Yang's fingers finally plucked the first string. Xu Yang doesn't know the guqin, and he can't play the piano, now he is playing completely by feeling, or to put it mildly, now he is controlled by the qin to play.
The chaotic fingering is played on the guqin, starting with a single sound and slowly connecting a single note. No one knows what the song Xu Yang played at this time was, as if it was improvised and as if it had been played thousands of times.
Donald was inquiring about the information in the study, and suddenly heard the sound of the piano in the room, and the moment the piano sounded, Donald had already stopped his movements and quietly listened to the sound of the piano floating in the air.
Who is this playing the piano? Could it be Xu Yang? Tang Lao thought in shock, and immediately came to the hall, and when he came down from the upper floor, he happened to see Xu Yang sitting cross-legged.
At the beginning of Xu Yang's playing, the sound of the piano was not loud, even people who didn't understand music could hear the soft whispering taste in the piano, and at this time, the big 'door' of Tang's old family opened, and Gao Boli and another old man walked in. Donald put his finger to his mouth, and then pointed at Xu Yang.
Gao Boli also looked at Xu Yang sitting on the ground in surprise, and the other old man, seeing Xu Yang's state at this time, looked frightened as if he was looking at something incredible.
The sound of the piano continued, the three old men stood aside, quietly listening to the sound of Xu Yang playing the piano, and slowly a beautiful picture appeared in everyone's minds, everyone saw a forest, among which a sycamore tree is the most dazzling, when the wind blows, the sycamore makes a pleasant "whoosh" sound, the sound of this sycamore is the most beautiful sound in the whole forest.
The three old men seemed to be delusional, and they could feel the joy of the plane tree. The sound of the piano continued, and at this time it was not only Xu Yang alone, but the three old men were also brought into the "illusion" of seeming to be there by Xu Yang's piano sound.
The sound of the piano suddenly changed, from the soft sound of the piano just now to a slight 'excited' sound, and then everyone saw that some people had come to the woods, and these people were cutting down the plane trees with axes in their hands.
It was as if they could feel the pain of the sycamore tree, and the three of them also moved with the movement of the group of people in the illusion world chopping on the sycamore tree conjured up by the sound of the piano, and their bodies twitched in pain. It's as if the axe was cut down on him.
In fact, no one noticed that at this time, the body of the "Nine Heavens Huanpei" piano on Xu Yang's lap was like a good snake peeling off its skin, and layers of cracks appeared. As Xu Yang played, a small fragment of the sky began to fall.
The picture turned again with the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano at this time was lifeless, and the three of them could feel that the sycamore that was still alive just now had died. In the picture in everyone's mind, the sycamore was delivered to a man's hands.
The man took the lifeless sycamore, and gently stroked the body of the sycamore, as if muttering to himself, and slowly the sound of the piano changed, and the sycamore seemed to be alive. As the man whispered to himself, Sycamore began to come to life. It's like getting a man's assurance, and at the end, the plane tree trunk, which has been lifeless, bursts into strong vitality.
What follows is a calm and serious piano sound, the piano sound is flat, but it gives people a sense of seriousness in the blandness. In the picture, a man is using a knife to start carving on the body of a plane tree. With the carving of the man, the sycamore trunk has been formed, and it is the body of a guqin.
The man carved on the body of the sycamore without sleeping, day after day, and finally the sycamore turned from a broken trunk into a beautiful body, and the man was very happy to see his masterpiece, and the sycamore was also very happy. Xu Yang's piano sound completely expresses the heartfelt happiness and satisfaction at this time.
Next, the man found the best strings, and finally a beautiful and generous guqin appeared in front of everyone's eyes, which was the "Jiuxiao Huanpei" piano played by Xu Yang!
When the piano was completed, the man never left the piano, and danced with the piano every day, playing beautiful tunes from time to time. At this time, the music played in Xu Yang's piano was more like a pair of infatuated men in love, and the meaning of never being separated from life was in it.
The good times didn't last long, and as Xu Yangqin's voice suddenly rose, a group of people rushed into the man's house and forcibly separated the man from the qin. The piano made by the sycamore was sent to another person. , Sycamore seems to be making a decision, "he" decides that "he" is only played by one person.
Another man was very happy to get the qin, but when the man was playing, the guqin made a harsh sound, and no matter how good the man's playing skills were, he couldn't play a beautiful and beautiful sound.
The man was furious, and asked people to call the person who made the piano, and when he saw the piano he forged, he was very 'excited'. Holding the qin tightly in his arms is like finding a long-lost lover, and the guqin also gives back the pain of lovesickness to men.
The poignancy of this piano sound made the eyes of the three old men have a trace of tears. The man on top gave the order for the luthier to play. The pianist sat cross-legged on the ground like Xu Yang. A beautiful piece of music came out of the luthier's hands.
The man on top was furious when he heard the sound of the qinist, he did not allow the guqin that he could not play, and the qinist could play it, and ordered the qinist to be locked up. And this guqin was locked in a dark room. Every time in the dead of night, the piano will automatically emit a faint contemplative sound.
And the man in prison was also depressed every day, and finally fell ill in prison, when the man above knew that the piano master was about to die, as if asking him what he wanted. The luthier just wants to see his own piano and play his piano again. The man on top agreed to the luthier's request.
The qin was taken from the dark room, and the pianist was in prison, sitting on the ground, playing the parting song, he was telling the guqin that he was leaving, and told the guqin that he must find a good master in the future.
Everyone who heard it was sad and wept. The grass and trees were all drooping, as if they were bidding farewell to the luthier, and finally the violinist spurted out a mouthful of blood and died. Bright red blood sprayed on the body of the piano, shedding a shocking red 'color', like a phoenix! Finally, the pianist was also telling this sycamore piano that he was willing to be a phoenix to perch on and never separate.
Xu Yang's piano sound at this time was high-pitched, angry, sad, and missing! It seemed to express Guqin's longing for the piano master. The sound of the piano was 'excited' and 'swinging' in the air. And as Xu Yang's hand moved faster and faster, the sound of the piano became more and more 'excited', and at the same time, the fragments on the piano fell like snow 'flowers'!
Slowly, the sound of the qin became lifeless again, as if to express the death of the guqin along with the qinist. Everyone saw in the picture that no matter how many owners of this piano changed, they could not play the beautiful sound of the luthier. Slowly, the guqin was wrapped in layers of things, no longer with the style of the year, but with Xu Yang's last finger flicking.
The picture is frozen, a guqin is lying there lonely, and the guqin on Xu Yang's lap also flicked with Xu Yang's last finger, and the last piece of concealment floated down, and finally 'revealed' its true face, which is the guqin in everyone's picture, especially the bright red like a phoenix on the body of the qin is shocking!
The three old men are still reminiscing about the sound of Xu Yang's piano, which is no longer something that can be reminiscent of the three days of the beam, they saw a story from the sound of the piano, a poignant story.
When everyone woke up from the aftertaste, Donald and Gao Boli plus another old man walked towards Xu Yang, wanting to wake up Xu Yang, who was still sitting with his eyes closed.
Poof! Xu Yang sprayed a mouthful of blood on the body of the qin, and it was sprayed on the blood-red phoenix on the body of the qin!~