"It's getting late today, and there are still a few empty bamboo huts here, if you don't like it, why don't you stay for now? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Good. Han Li nodded in agreement.

Then Lu Zhu Weng took Han Li to another bamboo room, and the decoration was not much different from the one Lu Zhu Weng was in just now, the same bamboo tables, chairs, and beds.

"Remember, don't move around and don't go into the bamboo hut on the left. Lu Zhu Weng told before going out.

Han Li secretly thought that it might be Ren Yingying's residence, and nodded in agreement.

......

Nothing to say one night, the next day.

Before he could get up from the bed, Han Li's ears heard the sound of the piano, the melody was ethereal and graceful, like fairy music, but he didn't know whether it was played by the green bamboo Weng or played by Ren Yingying.

Sitting at the head of the bed, closing his eyes, the graceful sound of the piano echoed in his ears, following the rhythm of the performer, as if suddenly he was in the famous mountains and rivers, the beasts in the mountains and forests were running, the small bridges and flowing water, the maple forest was swaying, the mood was indescribably comfortable, suddenly, the sound of the piano became a little faster than just now, as if a rainstorm suddenly fell, the whole mountain was very cool, everything was full of vitality, the grass was tender and green, the trees were full of life, the compact piano sound did not last long, and then it was calm again......

After listening to the song, he only felt that his heart had become a lot more comfortable, but since he came to this other world, he had never been so pure, Han Li sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, carefully recalled the sound of the piano just now before leaving for Luoyang City, bought a few porcelain bottles at the grocery store, respectively containing the powder of wood spirit stone, fire spirit stone, and water spirit stone, and walked around the city casually, and returned to Green Bamboo Lane again in the afternoon.

In the distance, he saw the green bamboo man waiting for him at the door.

"Brother Han?"

"Everything is ready!" After saying that, Han Li handed the three porcelain bottles containing spirit powder to Lu Zhu Weng.

Carefully took it, and Lu Zhuweng couldn't stop muttering, "Good thing, really good thing!"

Then he opened the caps of the bottles one by one, and when he saw the red fire spirit powder and the blue water spirit powder, he was surprised: "What are these red and blue powders?"

"This is Fire Spirit Powder and Water Spirit Powder, which are the same as yesterday's Wood Spirit Powder, but the effect is very different. ”

"Could it be that these different spiritual powders, soaked in tea, will taste different?"

"Of course, and in addition to tea, you can also soak in alcohol!"

Hearing what Han Li said, Lu Zhuweng's eyes lit up: "Seconds! seconds! It's really wonderful! The old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never seen such a magical thing, which is really an eye-opener." ”

Excitedly pouring out a little powder, and then holding it in his hand and looking at it for a long time, Lu Zhu Weng noticed that he was too involved, and he actually forgot Han Li who was standing in front of him, touched his head a little embarrassed, and said, "Hey...... The old man has been away from the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he no longer asks about the facts of the rivers and lakes, but he can't put down the word tea and wine, he is too excited, but he is snubbing you, little brother, ....... ”

"Senior ......"

"It's all said, the old man has lived in seclusion in this Green Bamboo Lane for many years, and the disputes in the rivers and lakes have long been forgotten, don't call me a senior, it's a matter of life, or you can call me Zhu Lao. ”

Then he groaned a little and said: "I also know that this thing must be precious and abnormal, if you have anything, just open your mouth, as long as the old man has the ability to complete it, he will do his best!"

Han Li thought for a moment and said, "I heard this morning that someone in this bamboo forest is playing the piano, but I don't know if it was the bamboo elder?"

Luzhu Weng looked at Han Li in surprise, answered the question, and said, "Do you want to learn the piano?"

"Please also teach Zhu Lao!"

"Hey...... It's really weird, I thought you would beg me to teach you a few tricks of martial arts, but I never expected that you wanted to learn the piano. Lu Zhuweng touched his chin and asked, "How are your piano skills?"

Scratching his head, although Han Li was forced by his family to learn the piano for a few years when he was young on Earth, because of his slight talent, he also won a prize in the piano art children's competition held in the city, but as he grew older and mundane things increased, the time to play the piano became less and less, and until now, he had not touched it for several years.

"When I was young, I studied for a while, but I always studied by myself, without the guidance of a famous teacher. Han Li replied.

"Oh, I wonder if I can play the piano?"

Green Bamboo Weng led Han Li to the bamboo hut and pointed to the guqin on the table.

"It's ugly. Han Li sat upright at the table, first closed his eyes and pondered, thinking about the piano scores he had learned when he was a child, and famous songs such as "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms", "Three Stacks of Yangguan", "Yangchun White Snow", and "Drunken Fishing Singing Evening" all appeared in his mind.

......

A quarter of an hour later, Han Li stretched out his hand to pluck the seven strings, and the smooth sound of the piano came out from his fingers, the music was short, like gurgling water, and like a fresh breeze, like a fishing song floating from the distant river in the twilight.

Because Han Li often practiced martial arts, his five fingers already had thick flesh, and although his nails were not long, the timbre of playing them was different.

As the first section ended, the sound of the second section suddenly rose a few degrees, and Han Li was fascinated by the guqin in front of him, his mind was nothing else, and he was concentrating.

And the green bamboo Weng in front of him was also completely immersed in Han Li's piano sound, his eyes slightly closed......

At the end of the song, Han Li sat upright in front of the piano table and didn't get up for a long time.

What he played was the Han guqin song "Drunken Fishing Singing Night", which was regarded as one of the top ten famous songs in ancient times by later generations, and the artistic conception of the music was described by Zhang Zhongzong's "Taiyin Addendum".

"The bright moon is too empty, the pan family and the pan house are afraid of the dawn, the drunken eyes are cold and look at the chao market, the smoke is old, who can cause trouble. ”

After a long time, Luzhu Weng opened his eyes, his eyes were a little blurred, the artistic conception of this piano sound, isn't it just talking about himself and Ren Yingying?

"Although the fingering is a little rusty, but the artistic conception of the piano is played, you can see, although you are young, but you are also a person with a story, I don't know what the name of this famous song is?

Han Li also came back to his senses from thousands of thoughts, and secretly said that although the author of this "Drunken Fishing Singing Night" has different opinions, it must be the Ming Dynasty earlier than "Smiling Proud Jianghu", why does this green bamboo Weng seem to have never heard of it, is it because of the mutation of the world?

"This is 'Drunken Fishing Singing Night', it was done by a friend!" Han Li didn't pretend to take this great chapter for himself.

"A fisherman, an old bamboo craftsman, not much worse......" Lu Zhuweng looked a little old, sighed, and said: "You can interpret this song created by your friend to such a level, I have nothing to teach you......

"Bamboo Lao?"