Chen Xian sat in the garden pavilion, with a five-stringed piano made of phoenix wood mixed with silk on the stone table in front of him, and a delicate jade furnace three inches high in front of the piano, and purple smoke on the stove. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he was sitting in a precarious position, with a solemn face, as if facing a great enemy.

It turned out that after Hu Qiuyue knew that Chen Xian was not familiar with qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she immediately proposed that the two of them learn together, and said countless benefits of learning qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, such as cultivating sentiment, self-cultivation, etc., and also said that all things are similar, and they can be touched from music, painting, and writing, and can be bypassed from music, painting, and writing, understand the way of heaven, and improve their cultivation.

Hu Qiuyue said so, Chen Xian didn't postpone it, anyway, his cultivation has risen slowly in recent times, and the newly sorted out exercises can only practice for half an hour a day, and he is idle, so he will play some elegant things to pass the time, learn to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, maybe in the future, he can also become the demon of the qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, and the demon is nicknamed "Four Absolute Holy Hands".

In fact, Chen Xianqin is still proficient in calligraphy and painting, that is, a hand of magic axes, flying dragons and snakes, but because it is too crazy, no one knows it, and he rarely uses it to offer ugliness.

Today, after Chen Xian finished reading theoretical books such as "The Book of the Qin", "Five Tone Correct Interpretation", "Speaking of the Qin" and "Music Dictionary", he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he prepared for the next day of practical practice. (Note that the above books are purely fictitious and any similarities are all coincidences.) )

"Don't be nervous, take it easy, otherwise your fingers will be stiff, how can you play the piano beautifully and briskly?" Hu Qiuyue sat next to Chen Xian, and couldn't help but smile after seeing his rigorous appearance.

"Phew, the first time I touched this thing, it was just a little restrictive. Chen Xian smiled slightly.

As soon as the words came out, Chen Xian also relaxed, and laughed at himself: It's just playing the piano, and it's not fighting with masters at the same level, what's there to be nervous about.

"Breathe-Breathe-Breathe......"

After taking a few deep breaths in the method of breathing, Chen Xian's mood completely calmed down, and he raised his hands and put them on the strings, but he was about to start.

"Ding, ding, knock, knock......"

Chen Xian didn't have time to play the music, but his hands were plucking the strings from time to time, familiar with each string and how each note should be played.

"Whoever listens to the signs is like a pig's pig, and he is appalled. Whoever listens to the feather is like a horse in the wild. Whoever listens to the palace is like a cow chirping. Whoever listens to business is like a sheep from the flock. Whoever listens to the horn, such as a pheasant climbing the wood to sing, the sound is clear. Where will be the head of the five tones, the first one and three, the four open to close the ninety-nine, to be the head of the yellow Zhong Xiaosu, in order to become the palace. Three points and one benefit, eight out of a hundred, for the sign. There are no three points and go to its multiplication, sufficient, to be a businessman. There are three points, and the compound is in its place, so as to become a feather. There are three points, go to the multiplication, sufficient, to be at an angle......"

Although he only read those theories once, but the strong memory of the immortals has long made Chen Xian have the ability to never forget, and now he draws gourds according to the scoop, using the theories of his predecessors as a guide, and soon became proficient in playing the piano skills, hooking, picking, wiping, and lifting...... It is used smoothly and smoothly, without stagnation.

After plucking the strings indiscriminately, Chen Xian's index fingers of both hands plucked the strings at a sudden speed, but he played a relatively simple piano song "Autumn Wind Words" in the "Music Classic".

Chen Xianxuan's "Autumn Wind Words" is simple, not much more difficult than the "Two Tigers" of later generations, just a few simple notes to play twice.

After playing the introductory piano song "Autumn Wind Words", Chen Xian turned the tune and played "Xiang Concubine Resentment" again.

"This piano is quite easy to play!" Chen Xian said to Hu Qiuyue while plucking the strings.

"That's because you're an immortal, and you have the ability to remember how to play every note. But it's nothing, a gifted person can do it like you after being familiar with the score, and reading from the book is just an introduction to the piano art, look at you narcissism. Hu Qiuyue said with a smile on her face and a blink of her eyes.

"That's right. Chen Xian smiled slightly, he is playing the piano now, but he is just breaking down a piece into countless notes, and with his strong memory, he will pluck it out of the strings, just like using horizontal strokes, apostrophe, vertical, pinch, dot, fold, hook and other strokes to form Chinese characters. Or playing the piano is simpler, there are seven basic strokes, and there are only five basic ancient sounds (Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu). After becoming proficient, it becomes instinct, and you can't forget it. Mortals may make mistakes in writing, but with the ability of immortals, they will not make mistakes, so it is not difficult to learn to play the piano.

"Buzz ......"

After playing the eighty-one pieces recorded in the "Piano Dictionary", Chen Xian pressed the strings lightly with both hands, and after a buzzing sound, the garden fell silent.

"How is the music I just played, is it good?" Chen Xian asked Hu Qiuyue after removing his hand from the piano.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lie?" asked Hu Qiuyue with a faint expression.

"Then you tell a lie first to make me happy!" Seeing this posture, Chen Xian immediately knew that the music he was playing did not reach the other party's ears.

"The lie is: 'This song is only because it exists in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world', in the words of Zhuangzi, it is the sound of nature, and no one can play it. Hu Qiuyue said words of praise with a straight face, if it wasn't clearly a lie before, I really wanted to do that.

"Ahem, the praise is too much, I just feel that my piano sound is 'noisy cut miscellaneous, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate', I can't imagine that in the eyes of Sister Qiuyue, it can be compared to the heavenly sound, over, over. "Chen Xian said with a look that you praised too fiercely, and said as if you were killing me.

"Hmph, hum!" Hu Qiuyue raised her head and hummed again and again, but she reminded Chen Xian that she still had the truth to say.

Seeing Hu Qiuyue's expression so coquettish, Chen Xian was happy, pulled Hu Qiuyue into his arms, and said with a smile: "What is the truth?"

"Ah!" was suddenly pulled into Chen Xian's arms, Hu Qiuyue let out a coquettish moan, but she didn't struggle, both of them reached the point of talking about marriage, they had kissed and hugged before, and there was no need to struggle reservedly.

"Whew-" Hu Qiuyue sniffed vigorously and asked in a coquettish voice: "What kind of perfume are you using, it smells so good!"

"What kind of perfume do I use as a banshee, this is the body fragrance I was born with!" Chen Xian said with a straight face, but he was thinking in his heart that another banshee was charmed by himself...... Well, I was conquered by the breath of the Heavenly Dao Origin.

"Body fragrance?" Hu Qiuyue muttered in her heart, raised her head, and stared at Chen Xian's face with a somewhat strange look.

"Why are you staring at me, is it not possible that I have a flower on my face?" Chen Xian was uncomfortable with Hu Qiuyue's gaze, so he asked.

"You do have flowers on your face, and your name is cheeky!" Hu Qiuyue said with a smile.

"Looking for a fight!" Chen Xian shouted, raised his slap, and slapped Hu Qiuyue's upright buttocks.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

"Hmph!" Chen Xian snorted proudly.

"By the way, don't you still have the truth, I'll hear it. The day after Hu Qiuyue was restrained, Chen Xian finally asked Hu Qiuyue's true evaluation of his piano sound.

"The truth is that the sound of your piano is like that of a little monk chanting sutras - with mouth but without heart, and although the tune is smooth, there is no emotion. It's like a puppet carrying out a task assigned by its master. ”