"Brother Zhou, you go outside and wait first, I have something to say to him. After a while, Xiao Yun said to Zhou Mingxuan.

Zhou Mingxuan nodded, scolded Meng Guangren a few words, and then retreated angrily.

......

No one knew what Xiao Yun said to Meng Guangren, but not long after Xiao Yun and the others left the palace, news came from the palace that Meng Guangren had committed suicide by biting his tongue in prison.

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Xiao Yun didn't expect Meng Guangren's death, because he was not a party either, after Zhou Mingxuan left, he just called Lilac out of the guitar, but he naturally avoided it, and he didn't know what Lilac said to Meng Guangren.

Although he was detaining a felon, he committed suicide by biting his tongue, and he couldn't involve Xiao Yun and Zhou Mingxuan.

However, since Meng Guangren is dead, the dust has settled, and there is no need to talk about other things, and this period of cause and effect between Lilac and Meng Guangren has come to an end.

"The huqin system is like a fire, roll Gu Long, the second string is slammed with a bow, and the bow string is a horsetail!"

Early in the morning, there were bursts of music in the courtyard, like weeping and complaining, and the tone was sad, falling into people's ears, and the hearts were unexplained with sorrow, sorrow and depression.

This is the sound of the erhu, outsiders only feel like the crying of a child, can only pull out a sad tune, but only people who understand music can understand the joy, anger and sorrow in the voice, and it is precisely because of this tone of the erhu that it is easier to touch the softest place in people's hearts.

"Wow, Brother Xiao, do you really know how to do this?" Before the song was finished, Zhou Mingxuan's exclamation suddenly came from the side.

Xiao Yun turned his face to look, and at some point, Zhou Mingxuan and Xi Xinyue had already come to the courtyard, and they didn't know how long they had been watching from the side.

"It's okay, I haven't practiced for a long time, and my hands are a little raw!" Xiao Yun smiled sassyly.

I said. Is there anything else you won't do?" Zhou Mingxuan's face was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, "Just fight back like this, you are better than the girl in Happy Building......

Halfway through speaking, Zhou Mingxuan hurriedly held back the second half of his words, Xi Xinyue could stand on the side, in front of the princess, where could she talk about the girl in the Happy Building.

looked at the erhu in Xiao Yun's hand. Ji Xinyue was also a little surprised, she didn't expect that Xiao Yun would really use this kind of musical instrument from Dog Rong, "Brother Xiao, what kind of song did you just play?"

"Liang Zhu!" Xiao Yun said.

"Liang Zhu?" both of them looked puzzled, this song. They had never heard of it.

Xiao Yun bowed slightly, this piece is composed by modern musicians on the earth, of course they will not hear it, this is a violin concerto, but the erhu can also play it to the fullest.

"Your song is so sad that I almost cried when I heard it!" "I just listened to Xiao Yun pull the erhu for a while. Zhou Mingxuan felt a little depressed in his heart.

"Really?" Ji Xinyue was a little strange, "How do I feel so cheerful and gentle at the beginning, but then it turns sad and sad sharply? Brother Xiao, is there any story in this song?"

After listening to Xi Xinyue's words, Xiao Yun had a smile on his face, he was really a bosom friend, and he could hear when he was happy from his own songs. When is pathetic, at least it proves that Xi Xinyue has tasted it carefully, but Zhou Mingxuan's guy is Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, swallowing dates whole, and he can't taste the taste.

The full name of this song is called "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", which has a story that can be sung and cried. Xiao Yun said.

"Huh. I like to listen to stories the most, Brother Xiao, come and listen to them. "Zhou Mingxuan is like a curious baby, the curiosity of this goods. Xiao Yun had already understood, and as soon as the words fell, he urged Xiao Yun to tell the story, and Xi Xinyue, who was standing next to her, was also full of expectations.

"Once upon a time, there was a young man named Liang Shanbo......" Xiao Yun cleared his throat and began to tell the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

From the spring scene, meeting, reading together, sending each other, to resisting marriage, crying spirits, throwing into graves, and turning into butterflies, both of them listened quietly, at the beginning, the two of them burst into laughter from time to time, and gradually turned into silence, anger, and sadness......

"Out of the pavilion day, passing by Liangshan Bo grave, Zhu Yingtai went forward to pay tribute, wept and hit the monument, suddenly the wind was fierce, the sky was chaotic, the sand was flying and the stones were gone, the ground was suddenly cracked, and Yingtai fell into it.

After the wind and rain stopped, the rainbow hung high, there were two huge butterflies flying out of the tomb, dancing, it was said that the spirit of Liang Zhu and the two was transformed, the black one was Zhu Yingtai, the yellow one was Liang Shanbo, the couple depended, inseparable, and flew between heaven and earth with wings. ”

When Xiao Yun finished speaking, anger and sadness turned into relief, and in the end, only sighs remained, and Xi Xinyue was full of tears.

"Where did you hear this story? Look at it, it made the princess cry. After a while, Zhou Mingxuan asked Xiao Yun, and his heart was also very depressed.

"A story that has been passed down in my hometown. Looking at Xi Xinyue's teary-eyed appearance, Xiao Yun couldn't help sweating, the girl's heart was so emotional, she wouldn't talk about it if she knew it.

"Why do I think this story is so similar to what happened to Lilac?" Zhou Mingxuan said.

"It's not like it at all, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, both turned into butterflies, flew with wings, and the achievement was a good story, but the lilac girl was unladylike, not like it at all. As soon as Zhou Mingxuan's words fell, Xi Xinyue retorted.

Zhou Mingxuan opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say, Ji Xinyue was right, there was no comparison between the two at all.

"Speaking of cloves, I think of another story, quite similar. As soon as the two said this, Xiao Yun thought of the story of Chen Shimei and Qin Xianglian again.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, I'm afraid of you, put away your huqin, let's go out for a walk!" Zhou Mingxuan hurriedly interrupted Xiao Yun's words, just such a story made him depressed, and if there was another one, I was afraid that he would cry.

......

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The eighth day of the first month of November, an auspicious day.

From early in the morning, outside a refining room in the Yiwang Mansion, there were several people waiting, until the evening, Master Hongxin and Ji Yunwen sat at a stone table in the courtyard, like an old monk in the middle of the house, and Zhou Mingxuan was pacing back and forth outside the door, as if he was waiting for the child to be born outside the delivery room.

"It's been almost a day, why haven't you come out yet?" From morning to night, Zhou Mingxuan looked a little impatient.

"What's the hurry, do you think refining weapons is so easy? Ji Yunwen said.

"Three or five days?"

Zhou Mingxuan's face shook. That would have to wait, Xiao Yun promised to refine a new instrument for him as well, and it would take longer to come!

"If you are tired, go down and rest, and I will wait here alone. At this time, Master Hongxin spoke.

Refining tools is the same as practicing, and it cannot be disturbed during the period. Therefore, when refining weapons, it is generally necessary for someone to guard the pass, so as not to break in and make the refining tool fall short.

Hongxin is the emperor, who dares to let him guard here alone. When Zhou Mingxuan heard this, he immediately had nothing to say, and he didn't complain, he also sat down at the stone table, meditated, and waited slowly.

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Time passed day by day, and Zhou Mingxuan's temperament jumped out. It's hard to sit still, and after a day, it's time to play, but Hongxin didn't even move his ass from beginning to end.

It can be said that he wanted to see the new musical instrument that Xiao Yun said earlier than anyone else, which was the main purpose of his order to return to Dragon City from Donglan Mountain this time.

On the morning of the sixth day, Hongxin, who was meditating in the courtyard, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a ripple in his calm eyes, and he stood up with a look of great anticipation on his face.

"Crunch!"

The door of the refining room opened, and Xiao Yun's somewhat emaciated figure walked out of the room.

"Lord Xiao, but it's done?" Hongxin stepped over a few steps, his face full of anticipation. His voice trembled with excitement.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"

Xiao Yun replied, and an acoustic guitar with a yellowed surface appeared in his hand.

Hongxin immediately took the acoustic guitar in Xiao Yun's hand and gently stroked the guitar with both hands. It looked like he was caressing his most beloved lover, and his fingers gently hooked on the strings, making a buzzing sound.

"This, this is the guitar you are talking about?" Hironobu's voice was still shaking.

Xiao Yun nodded, "That's it." ”

"Good, good, good!"

Hongxin's face was flushed with excitement, and he looked up at Xiao Yun for a while, "Let me take a closer look, I think you are also tired, go down and rest, and when you are rested, I will come to ask for advice." ”

I wanted Xiao Yun to use this instrument to play a tune for him, but looking at Xiao Yun's slightly emaciated face, thinking that it had taken a lot of effort to refine the instrument in the past few days, he didn't say much, left a word, and left with the guitar like a treasure.

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Because it has been refined once, this time it can be regarded as a familiar road, and this time it is still a high-grade Lebao-level Ding furnace, so the time spent is not as long as imagined, Xiao Yun refined a total of three guitars, and it only took less than six days.

One was given to Hongxin, one was kept for himself, and the remaining one was booked by Zhou Mingxuan in advance, fortunately, there are not many people who know that they are refining instruments, otherwise, they will come to the door one by one to ask for musical instruments, and I am afraid that I will have to exhaust myself to death.

The realm of musicians has been able to Bigu, but Bigu does not mean that you can not eat, these days of refining, Xiao Yun can be said to be a drop of water has not entered, the grain of rice has not been stained, after leaving the customs, it is inevitable to be weak, the people in the house sent food, Xiao Yun simply ate some, then sat cross-legged on the bed, took out Taishan stone to absorb the holy power, and restored the vitality.

For Xiao Yun now, the quality of cultivation is much better than sleeping and resting.

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Early the next morning.

There were bursts of guitar music in the courtyard, and the "Lilacs", Hongxin and Zhou Mingxuan, at this time, all listened carefully to Xiao Yun playing this new instrument, and then patiently listened to Xiao Yun explain the playing method and some simple skills of this instrument.

Xiao Yunkai talked, and the two also listened carefully, only Ji Yunwen sat next to him, while listening, he stared at the guitar in Zhou Mingxuan's arms, his old eyes were rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

From sunrise to sunset, Hongxin is worthy of being in the late stage of Lezong, close to the existence of Lexian, and he has been able to play Xiao Yun's 'lilacs' on the guitar, and he has also integrated what Xiao Yun said, and adapted some simple tunes he knew into guitar songs.

On the other hand, Zhou Mingxuan is much more stupid, even the lilacs are scattered and nondescript, and he is inevitably criticized by Ji Yunwen next to him.

The first time they came into contact with this new instrument, both of them couldn't put it down, and it wasn't until sunset that Hongxin stopped.

"Great goodness. As soon as this thing comes out, it will surely be popular in Tianle 6. ”

Hongxin summed up the guitar in one sentence, although he knew that on this day, he had only learned a little, but with his eyesight. Of course, it can be seen that this way of the guitar definitely does not belong to the way of the piano flute, and over time, it will definitely become the mainstream instrument on the big 6.

Xiao Yun nodded, agreeing with Hongxin's words. The sound of the guitar is controllable, it can be urgent or slow, slow like a spring breeze blowing willows, urgent like a storm, compared to many other instruments, and when you have time to compose a few rock music, this instrument can be regarded as handy.

It's late at night. Everyone went back to their rooms, Hongxin couldn't find a reason to suspect Xiao Yun, after all, Xiao Yun had already put the new musical instruments in front of him, and now that Hongxin had got the new musical instruments, the task of returning to Dragon City this time had been completed, but he didn't want to leave so early. He wanted to stay in Dragon City and ask Xiao Yun for advice on this new instrument.

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In the next few days, in addition to figuring it out by himself, Hongxin went to Xiao Yun whenever he had free time, and asked Xiao Yun for advice on the mystery of the guitar. And Xiao Yun can always say a word, which makes him suddenly enlightened, and after a long time, there is a feeling of mentorship between the two.

Hongxin can be regarded as the first inheritor of his guitar way. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an apprentice, but Hongxin's identity is special, even if Hongxin is a disciple to him, Xiao Yun will not dare to bear it.

On this day, in the afternoon, there was another discussion, and after Hongxin left with a guitar with a smile on his face, Zhou Mingxuan came to Xiao Yun with a sad face.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yun asked suspiciously.

"Brother Xiao, you give me a judgment!" Zhou Mingxuan sat in front of Xiao Yun angrily, and said with a resentful face.

"What kind of etiquette, who was bullied?" Xiao Yun was a little funny, and it was nothing good to guess.

"It's not all the Ninth Prince's fault. Zhou Mingxuan was angry, "When he saw the guitar you gave me, he had bad intentions and snatched it directly from me." ”

"Uh......"

Xiao Yun froze, "Senior won't be like this, right?"

Ji Yunwen is a senior, and as a prince, his status is respected, no matter how much he messes around, he will not rob other people's things.

Zhou Mingxuan said, "He said that he borrowed it to have fun, but you also know that he is the person, the guitar is in his hands, isn't it a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and if he borrows it, he doesn't know when he will return it to me!"

"Who let you not protect yourself?" Xiao Yun glanced at Zhou Mingxuan, "However, it's okay if the guitar is not in your hand, so you don't have to take it out every day to show off and hook up with a woman from a good family." ”

"I ......"

Zhou Mingxuan's words were sluggish, and his face trembled for a long time, "No, I have to go and come back, I have studied for so many days, and I finally managed to play a complete song, and I can't take advantage of the Nine Princes." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Mingxuan turned around and walked out.

"Good luck!" Xiao Yun grinned, this guy is afraid that he will have to go and beat him again.

Zhou Mingxuan froze, turned back to Xiao Yun and said, "Or, Brother Xiao, you can refine it for me again!"

Obviously, he was also a little scared to go to Ji Yunwen.

"Fuck off!"

Xiao Yun took a sip, waved his sleeves, and a strong wind swept by, and the door slammed shut, locking Zhou Mingxuan outside.

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In the end, Zhou Mingxuan still couldn't get his guitar back, so it was confiscated by Ji Yunwen, Zhou Mingxuan was unwilling, and wanted to find Master Hongxin to comment, but Hongxin is like a demon learning the way of the guitar these days, even if he has free time, he is discussing with Xiao Yun, he has no chance to go to Hongxin to avenge his grievances.

After all, Hongxin is a strong man in the later stage of Lezong, although his knowledge of the guitar is not as good as his own, but in many other aspects, Xiao Yun still needs to ask him for advice.

"Lord Xiao Shi is really talented, and his attainments in the music path are so profound, I am really ashamed of myself. Three days later, after asking for advice, Hongxin shook his head with emotion, he has practiced for more than 200 years, and he has today's realm, however, only now, he understands, there are not many young people in their early twenties, Xiao Yun's casual words can wake him up, make him suddenly enlightened, and take it as a mantra.

Master Miao praised. Xiao Yun shook his head humbly, he had learned a lot from Hongxin.

Hongxin waved his hand and said, "Lord Xiao Shi is not modest, what I have gained from discussing the Tao with Lord Xiao in the past few days is comparable to the cultivation of Donglan Mountain for several years, and now, I may understand why the old man of Shenhou will take a fancy to you." ”

Why? At a young age, he has such attainments in Ledao, and his achievements in the coming day will be extraordinary, and Wolongzi's eyes are like torches, and he must have seen that his future in the coming days is limitless.

Xiao Yun smiled but said nothing.

After a while, Hongxin took out a parchment scroll from his arms, and presented it to Xiao Yun with his precious hands.

"Master, what does this mean?" Looking at the parchment scroll in Hongxin's hand, Xiao Yun was a little stunned.

Hongxin said with a smile, "This is the secret score of Feng Chan Temple, "Lotus Song of the Wonderful Law", these days Xiao Shi has passed down the way of the guitar, monk I have gained a lot, this score is a return gift." ”

"How does this work?" Xiao Yun pushed his hand, the secret score of the Sealing Temple is not an idle thing.

Hongxin took Xiao Yun's hand and directly put the parchment scroll in Xiao Yun's hand, "Although the music score is precious, it is not as good as the guitar way passed on by Xiao Shi to the monk, I heard Yunwen say, you are also cultivating the ancestral sound, this music is useless to others, but it is just right for you." ”

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