Fei Duo was strange, so he heard Mu Qiurong say: "Choose one of the two." ”

Fei Duo looked at the two musical instruments and wondered: "The disciple only chose one, how can he give two?"

"It's two, it's the same, just choose the same, of course, how to choose, it's still the same, I don't know which one you want to choose?"

"It's all the same, so what's the ......?" Fido felt that he was being teased again and wanted to have a seizure.

"The qin practitioner sometimes refers specifically to the guqin, sometimes to the qin, the zheng, and even the pipa and erhu and other strings. The same guqin in front of you is the same as the guzheng. In the big picture, both are pianos, and whichever one you choose is the piano, which is naturally the same. In a small aspect, the two are very different in timbre and range, and the playing techniques are even more different, that is, no matter how the same is, after all, the qin is the qin, and the zheng is the zheng. ”

"......" Fei Duo wanted to pat it with his hooves, and only after thinking about it did he understand the edge: "The ox is a cow, the buffalo is also a cow, the ox is this cow, the buffalo is the cow, they are all cows, but the cattle are cattle, and the buffalo is a buffalo." ”

"That's right, that's what it means. Why don't you recognize which is the qin and which is the zheng?"

"The long and high strings are more zheng, and the short and flat strings are less strings, the qin, that ...... Is there something wrong with what the disciple said?"

"Yes, then which one do you want to learn?" Mu Qiurong nodded.

"That...... Which one is easier to learn?"

"It varies from person to person, there is no unified statement, usually, the Zheng is faster to get started, but the follow-up will become more difficult, the Qin is the opposite, the introduction is quite difficult, and after the introduction, it is faster to learn. ”

"Which tone is more pleasing to the ear?"

"Why don't you try it yourself? ”

Fei Duo raised his hand and plucked the tip of his hooves on the strings of the zither, and with a sound of "zither-", a clear sound rippled out. Feiduo's ears were pricked up, and he plucked it a few times in succession, playing a scale from low to high, and then turned to the piano, plucked it, and went back and forth several times.

"The sound of the guzheng is loud and tactful, and it is fascinating. The sound of the guqin is quiet and distant, ethereal. Although they are all pianos, their sounds are pleasant to the ear, but there is really a big difference. Fei Duo made a comparison and made a judgment.

"Not bad. Compared with the two, the piano is like a gentleman, and the zheng is like a lady. Nothing is better than the other, just choose what you like. ”

"The disciple chooses the zheng. "Fei Duo makes choices based on timbre, and the sound of the guzheng is indeed more likable.

"Very good! The one who will be the teacher is also a zheng, not very clever, but it is not a problem to take you to get started. However, before that, we must first learn to distinguish and taste the zheng, do you know why the zither is called the zither?"

Fei Duo's knowledge of music and musical instruments is almost zero, so he can only shake his head.

There are several theories, but the most credible one is that Shi Xian is high and urgent, and Zheng Zheng is also named because of the music it emits. In terms of appearance, the size of the guzheng is much larger than that of the guqin, and the structure is more complex. You see, this is the string, this is the goose pillar, below is the panel, in addition to the bottom plate, the side plate, the head of the zheng, ......" Mu Qiurong pointed out and explained, Fei Duo listened attentively, and soon became familiar with the various parts of the zheng.

"Looking at the world, there are three pianos and three zhengs, all of which are extremely ingenious and ingenious, the three qins: cultivating the ripples - returning to the cultivation of the green ripples, the rules - the first cry of the sub-rules, the lonely - the birds are lonely and the cicadas are quiet; the three zhengs: the murmuring stream - the murmuring stream is far away, the dew frost - the white dew is the frost, the slaughter rhyme - the slaughter rhythm has no rhyme, any of them in the world, the world will be shaken. ”

"Master, but you want to give one of the three kites?" said Fei Duo, rubbing his hooves.

"It's good to think about it, no matter which of these six frames, you don't want to use them, even if they are close, you can't afford to use them, and you can't afford to use them. ”

Mu Qiurong put away the guqin with a wave of his sleeves, and at the same time put on a delicate guzheng: "Guqin and guzheng are not only very different in appearance, timbre, and vocal range, but also in the playing techniques are even more different. ”

As night falls, the ice wheel hangs in the air.

The two of them sat opposite each other, bathed in a rare glow.

Fei Duo said happily: "Master, I want to play and sing a song, so that we can open our ears blindly." ”

"Well, as a teacher, you can avoid embarrassment, play and sing a little song, and cleanse your heart and soul. As he spoke, Mu Qiurong cooperated with both hands, pressing and dialing, falling together, light or heavy, slow or urgent, and the rhythm flowed from between his fingers, which was wonderful and pleasant.

Fei Duo took a closer look, and found that it actually meant that it was not sticking to the strings, and it was purely driven by gongyuan, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel.

The fingering is constantly changing, and the techniques are displayed one by one, in addition to the hook and split, the big handful, the glissando, the slashing, the finger wheel, the arpeggio chords, all of which make the rhythm more charming and more evocative.

Fido decided to set the mood up, and cast a fire spell at the right time, shooting fireballs and rockets into the sky above the square, popping and lighting up the night sky, dazzling like fireworks.

Ban Yi also played fire charms and ice charms to help, and the red light and blue light alternated, which was very good-looking.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice roared: "The wind howls outside the window, like crying, and the sad spring can't be kept; ”

The sound of the zither is melodious, and the lyrics are also tactful, and Mu Qiurong sings it vigorously and unrestrainedly in a hoarse voice, the feeling and taste change immediately, and what is very fatal is that there is also a metallic rubbing bass in the hoarse voice.

Fei Duo and Zeya applauded, cheering continuously, there were only three people on the field, and with the combined efforts of the two, a lively atmosphere of no less than three hundred people was created.

Mu Qiurong was in high spirits, and unconsciously urged Gong Yuan, the sound penetrated thousands of miles, and suddenly exploded in this quiet night, and the effect was not ordinarily shocking.

A shiver welled up from the depths of Feido's soul, his body exploded, and his limbs were cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Banyi ran into the forest with a 'whin', hugged her head on the ground, and wailed in a low voice, as if she was experiencing great pain.

At the foot of the mountain, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the moment the song exploded, the birds and beasts were frightened, and the catastrophe came, and they showed their means and ran away with all their might.

Flocks of fowl flew high and low, many of them were blind and blind, or crashed into trees or cliffs, and fell one after another, and wild beasts rushed in groups, many of them were so incontinent that they did not dare to stop, but had to run and pull.

“...... Sit silently on the dead wood, waiting for the toad to shine, dancing with the rain of flowers, and the clear cry flutters, the dawn is dawning, and the hazy light shines a few beams. Mu Qiurong was self-absorbed, and the whole person was trapped in another world, not caring about the reaction of the outside world, and only stopped playing and singing three times.

At the end of the song, people are quiet, and the world is silent.

Suddenly, "clang", Feiduo's limbs stiffened, fell backwards, and after a while, he eased up, sat up again, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "The soul is trembling, what a great infective power! It's really a magic sound, the ghost is frightened, how can you not learn such a magic skill?! From today on, resolutely be a brain-dead fan of the master, and resolutely kill those who say that the songs played by the master are not good, and resolutely kill the ......."

He turned his head to look at the stone instruments made of bone on the side of the square, and said secretly: "Damn, what kind of things were they tossing before, and they were so energetic." ”

Cheering and shouting again, he really looked like a crazy fan, and when he raised his hand, several fireballs were shot, and his hooves struck each other violently while exploding in the air.

The sound of "click, click......" must have been surprised when a third person saw it, but Mu Qiurong was not surprised, but she was just applauding, but her palm was different from ordinary people.

"The sound of heaven is extraordinary. Fei Duo did not forget to praise and pat himself on the back.

In the forest, Ban Yi poked his head out to look, still looking palpitating, and waited for a while, but there was no movement, and then he was relieved.

"You might as well give it a try. Mu Qiurong was very satisfied with his performance just now, and raised his hand to signal.

Fei Duo's interest was aroused, learning from Mu Qiurong's example, his right hand or hooking or swiping, his left hand or pressing or sliding, and the sound of the zither between his fingers was like a drop of water jumping, although it was not a curve, but it was not noisy.

"Hmm, no, why is the timbre so much worse than yours?" Fei Duo couldn't help but be disappointed when he heard the voice.

"This one for the teacher is a top-level artifact, and yours is just a beginner product, how can it be compared? Now you are just practicing, the quality is enough, and when you specialize in the future, it is not too late to replace it with a good ......one."

Fei Duo kept playing, and when he was getting up, suddenly, "Oh, oh—" two trembling sounds, and the two strings broke in response.

"The strings are broken!" said Fei Duo.

“...... Like you, it's not light or heavy, don't say it's a general boutique, even if it's a Zhenguo artifact, most of it will give you a bad bullet. Mu Qiurong was really speechless.

Fei Duo's eyes rolled, and he had a plan, and shouted: "You old miscellaneous hair, you have never been at ease, and you use a few rotten wooden planks to frame a few donkey tail hairs to fool people, waiting for others to break off, so that you can jump out and teach a lesson." ”

"Ah, you broke the kite, and you are still reasonable?" Mu Qiurong twitched the corner of his mouth.

"What kite? It's just a few broken planks and a few donkey tail hairs. Without waiting for Mu Qiurong to answer, Fei Duo patted it with a hoof, and the guzheng immediately turned into pieces and scattered.

With a pinch, a flame was shot, igniting the fragments, and in the crackling sound, it turned into a few ashes, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked a copper crane into the air and inserted it into the pot where the herbs were boiling in the forest in the west.

Ban Yi was not on the road because of his low intelligence and was a halfway monk, and he was only interested in herbs and pills, so he was rushed by Mu Qiurong to study medicine and medicine, and he really made some achievements.

It is very likely that after being injured by Fei Duo, he relied on the pill to save a life, and he knew that these things were related to his life, so he thought about working in this direction.

After studying for so many years, with her current attainments, she can be regarded as a rejuvenation saint in the mortal world, but there is still a distance from becoming an entry Dan Master.

And Mu Qiurong often asked her to boil a medicinal soup for refining her muscles and bones and bathing Feiduo to relieve physical fatigue and improve the effect of cultivation.

No matter how frightened Ban Yi was, Mu Qiurong threw out a new pot with his hand, and didn't explain much, but said, "It's okay, continue to be busy with you." ”