Chapter Eighty-Five: The Execution of the Son

After a long while, she was relieved and muttered: "The deacons play together, and only take three lives." Childe only heard it once, and he had already realized the true meaning of this song, and he was really a master. It's ridiculous that I have a musical skill, but I am deeply entrenched. The little woman is convinced!"

Qin Tian had already settled on her, and when he saw her expression, he smiled and said, "The fairy doesn't have to be discouraged, I'll just talk about it casually, you don't have to care." The song just now is too deep and resentful, and I am afraid that only those who have experienced three lives and seven lives can experience the artistic conception. Besides, it is not suitable for the fairy's natural voice, so I advise the fairy to sing more light and joyful songs, for example, that eighteen touches are very good. ”

Although the woman didn't know what Eighteen Touches was, when she saw him smiling lewdly, she knew that this person didn't have a good idea.

Her eyes were faint, and she suddenly stared at Qin Tian and asked, "Childe, since you said that my song just now was too boring and monotonous, I don't know what kind of musical instrument to go with?"

Qin Tian thought for a moment and said: "Since it is mainly based on the guqin and paired with a jade flute, it is no better, the so-called harmony of the qin must also be rich in rhythm." ”

The woman in green nodded, and at some point, a jade flute with a whole body of turquoise appeared in her hand.

She handed the jade flute to Qin Tian and said, "The little girl has a reluctant request, and I hope that the son will not refuse." I wonder if Childe can play another song with me, the "Tenth World Mirror"?"

"Well, that's not good. Qin Tian squirmed.

Where did the woman ignore him, she couldn't help but stuff the jade flute into his hand, and said: "The little girl has an indissoluble bond with the rhythm of urine since she was a child, and she has been obsessed with it all her life and strives for perfection. I just heard what Childe said, and suddenly I was enlightened, and I hope that Childe will not care about my previous abrupt actions. ”

Isn't this woman a music idiot, didn't I just make two small suggestions, as for being so excited? Although Qin Tian also loves music and rhythm, compared to that woman, the degree is also very different, so he can't understand the other party's mood.

But everyone is so straightforward, and he makes excuses again, but it seems a little contrived. At that moment, he smiled heartily and said, "Then I will be ugly!"

Qin Tian held the jade flute in his hand, and a burst of coolness suddenly penetrated his heart, making people indescribably comfortable. With a try, the sound of the jade flute is extremely crisp, and it can be seen that it is not extraordinary.

"What does Childe think?" the woman smiled shyly, but there was no more charm on her face.

Qin Tian secretly marveled at it in his heart, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Excellent, wonderful, this jade flute is really the best of musical instruments! ”

The woman was a little surprised: "Childe only smelled it once, and then he already remembered it? Don't read the music score again." ”

"It is a blessing to be able to play a song with a fairy. Even if I only take three lives, I am somewhat sure. Qin Tian glanced at her, and was rarely honest.

The woman nodded, sat back down in front of the strings, and her whole temperament changed, and in an instant, she had entered the realm of transcendence.

"Childe, then I'll play the first string first. After the woman finished speaking, ten slender jade fingers began to pluck the strings slowly.

Qin Tian followed closely, hearing the sound of the flute, and did not feel jerky at all.

This song "The Mirror of the Tenth World" was originally an extremely sad and poignant song, but after Qin Tian's enlightenment, the woman had already comprehended the essence of it, and the two of them only took three points, which was diametrically opposed to before. The music is tactful and vivid, and it is endless.

In the same performance, the two of them have a tacit understanding, as if they have crossed the seventh life and experienced three lives, and they both have a feeling of seeing each other and hating each other.

After a long time, the song ends, but the artistic conception still exists.

The woman was silent for a long time, and then she said quietly: "The love of three lives is like a flowing fire, and the son plays it every year, and the green silk covers the snow as a sheng song! It turns out that this is the true meaning of the song." ”

The love of three lives is as hot as fire, and I only hope that every year old, I can stay with my beloved, until the green silk becomes gray hair, and we must dance and sing together.

Three lives and seven lives are a reincarnation. The ancestor who wrote the lyrics was lonely for seven lifetimes, and made the words obscure and hazy. Most of the people of later generations only translate their words, and it is inevitable that they will have preconceived ideas. But she ignored this song, but long before her three lives, she shared with her lover. Since you are obsessed with three lives, why are you afraid of the loneliness of the seventh world? Even if the way of heaven is slim, even if you ferry back.

"Fairy, presumably at this moment, you already have a new understanding. Qin Tian said with a smile.

The woman stood up slowly, her beautiful eyes fell on Qin Tian's body, and she said slowly: "Childe not only helped me break through the bottleneck, but also guided me to understand the artistic conception in this song." Since I just had an appointment with my son, please feel free to mention any requests. ”

So straightforward, aren't you afraid of what I'm asking for?

Qin Tian glanced at her with a smile, and said word by word: "Iβ€”I want toβ€”"

Seeing Qin Tian smiling weirdly, the woman inexplicably felt a feeling of fear in her heart, and her body tensed involuntarily. This man wouldn't really make any excessive demands, would he?

Qin Tian was amused in his heart, and he didn't bother to tease her anymore, so he simply said in one breath: "Just ask the fairy for directions, don't be so nervous." ”

When the woman heard the previous sentence, her face turned red, and when Qin Tian finished speaking, she was stunned, this shameless person obviously teased her again, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at Qin Tian.

"But I don't know, what kind of way does Childe want to ask?" The woman retracted her expression, and in just a moment, she regained her calm appearance.

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Dare to ask the fairy, which direction is the nearest city-state from here?"

"From here to the west, about a thousand miles away, is the city of Fengyun, where it is the nearest city-state. The woman said.

Qin Tian groaned slightly, nodded at the woman, and was about to speak, but when he heard a crisp long howl in the distant sky. This long whistle is like a birdsong, but it is a little more sonorous than the ordinary birdsong.

He looked up and saw a bird-like spirit beast that looked like a crane hovering in the air. This spirit beast is very huge, with a long pointed beak, claws like silver hooks, and a whole body of turquoise, only a few long white feathers between the wings and the hind tail, which looks very gorgeous and dazzling.

"Hey, where did this little crow come from, it would appear here, and I couldn't find my way home. Qin Tian observed the spirit beast and said with interest.

The woman was embarrassed when she heard that he called the spirit beast a little crow, but she didn't have time to explain it at the moment.

"Childe, thanks to my guidance today, the little woman is grateful. At the moment, I still have important things to do, so I will take my leave. If there is a fate in the future, I will accompany you to play together!" The woman hurriedly finished speaking at Qin Tian, her delicate white bare feet lightly touched the floor, and she jumped forward, and stood firmly on the body of the spirit beast. With a crisp hiss of the spirit beast, the next moment, it disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.