Just do it when you think of it, Luo Xuan picked a fast horse and ran to Luoyang in a few days.

Luoyang is a big city, Luo Xuan can also be regarded as having a taste of the customs, Luo Xuan, who has changed his state of mind, is full of curiosity about everything, and the place where the green bamboo stays is easy to find, after a few small streets, he came to a narrow alley. At the end of the alley, there is really a large green bamboo bush, swaying in the wind, elegant and natural.

Luo Xuan entered the green bamboo alley, but he didn't hear the sound of the piano, but saw an old man weaving a bamboo basket. Luo Xuan saw the empty bamboo tubes and strips scattered on the ground, remembered the toys of his childhood in the previous life, and his childlike heart rose, and he didn't care about the purpose of coming today, and said to the old man: "Hello Uncle Bamboo, can you borrow a piece of bamboo and a strip of bamboo to use?"

Zhu Weng's hand weaving the bamboo basket did not stop, and Lu Zhu Weng said: "Son, please take care of yourself." Originally, Luzhu Weng saw that the person who came was a practitioner, dressed as a scholar all his life, and he was still a disciple of a famous family, so he was a little unpredictable about the other party's intentions, and he was even more confused now.

Luo Xuan drew his sword and picked up a bamboo with the thickness of a baby's arm and flew up, the long sword flew over, dazzling, and in the blink of an eye, the bamboo was cut into a bamboo tube with a smooth surface and several holes up and down.

Lu Zhu Weng looked at Luo Xuan's skillful sword swinging action, and his heart shook violently: "This young man is not an ordinary practitioner, he is a master of using a sword!" Luo Xuan kicked up a small stone, stuffed it into the bamboo tube, pulled the "trigger", and the "bullet" flew out and hit the wall, and said in his heart: The power is good, and it can sweep the kindergarten when used for play.

"Little friend, you have some kind of secret weapon in your hand?"

Luo Xuan explained with a smile: "Uncle Bamboo, this thing is called a bamboo cannon, but it is not a hidden weapon. It's a toy that my grandfather made for me when I was young. My grandfather was also a craftsman. ”

Luo Xuan was still smiling when he started to say this, and as he spoke, Luo Xuan's eyes were gloomy.

In the previous life, Luo Xuan was brought up by his grandfather, and he had a younger sister under him. His father died when he was 4 years old, and his mother died when he was 7 years old. The best memories of my childhood are the bamboo forest in front of my house and the smiling face of my grandfather. It's a pity that I just started a business, and I left that world after graduating from college. My sister is so strong, she must be able to live well.

Lu Zhuweng felt Luo Xuan's emotional change, but he was still vigilant, and said, "This shouldn't be the original purpose of Xiaoyou's coming here today, right?"

Luo Xuan said: "Uncle Zhu, you are right, I have a strange music sheet in my hand, I heard that you are profound, and I want to ask your old man to help take a look." ”

Luo Xuan's mood was a little depressed because he was suddenly reminded of his past memories, and his interest in seeing Ren Yingying was greatly reduced at the moment, and he didn't bother to boast about this score as if there was nothing in the sky and no earth.

This attitude made Luzhu Weng much less vigilant, and he became interested in the "music score" in Luo Xuan's mouth, and said: "Is there a piano score and a flute score for me to identify? ”

Luo Xuan took out the Xiaoao Jianghu music sheet from his arms and said to Luzhu Weng: "This is it." ”

"What a good name, I don't know what the content is?" looked at the score, and Luzhu Weng was immediately attracted, "Hmm, come with the old man." ”

I can only hear the sound of the piano, which is elegant and beautiful. Luo Xuan has not heard this score yet, only listened to the melodious sound of this song, there is a transcendent and lonely arrogance, the green bamboo Weng played not long ago, suddenly the sound of the piano went up, the louder and higher it was, the sound was extremely sharp, the sound of the zheng, a string was broken, and then a few notes higher, a sound of the zheng, the string was broken again.

Luzhu Weng said "Huh" and said: "This piano score is so strange that it is difficult to understand. Luzhu Weng tried the flute score again, but it was also a little difficult to play, Luzhu Weng sighed and said: "Little brother, this piano score and flute score don't seem to be able to play, is this composer playing tricks and joking with others." Go back and let me scrutinize it. ”

Luo Xuan was already lacking in interest and in a low mood, and he didn't have much interest in continuing to toss at the moment, saying that he wanted to be successful in martial arts and practice patiently, and he didn't necessarily have to find Ren Yingying.

Then he said: "Then forget it, please ask Uncle Zhu to return the music score to me." This score is a gift from a friend, and I can't keep it. ”

Luzhu Weng was about to discuss with Luo Xuan, but Luo Xuan thought about it, and said, "If Uncle Zhu is interested, you can copy a copy." Although it is inconvenient to keep this score, the content does not need to be kept secret. ”

Green Bamboo Weng stroked his palms and smiled: "Very good." ”

Suddenly, I heard Lu Zhuweng shouting, "Auntie, why are you coming out?" only to hear a woman answer in a low voice.

Oh, Ren Yingying is here?

But he saw Lu Zhuweng looking like he had seen a savior and rushed at Ren Yingying: "Auntie, please look, this piano score is a little weird." ”

Ren Yingying wore a hat on her head, her veil hung down, she responded softly, sat on the piano, and played it as easily as the original.

It turns out that this is the real laughing proud rivers and lakes!

The charm of classical orchestral instruments lies in this, the guqin is dumb, but sometimes impassioned, sometimes gentle and elegant, but unfortunately I don't hear the sound of the flute. Luo Xuanxin said: "Just listening to this song is worth the ticket price." ”

Unexpectedly, the rhyme of the piano gradually slowed down, until it was almost unaudible. And a very thin flute sounded beside the sound of the piano. The sound of the flute was beautiful, making Luo Xuan's mood change with the ups and downs of the syllables.

Until all the sounds were gone, Luo Xuan's heart was completely hazy, and he saluted with one hand: "Thank you girl, let me see this beautiful sound, I don't know music theory, this score is just a pearl in my hand, so I will give it to the girl." But this piano and flute ensemble, the girl needs to find someone else. ”

After that, regardless of whether the other party accepted it or not, Luo Xuan was ready to get up and say goodbye.

I only heard a voice faintly say: "If you don't understand music theory, you can't learn." ”

Luo Xuan was a little in a bad mood from the moment he entered Green Bamboo Lane, and he didn't listen to Ren Yingying's words too clearly.

Luo Xuan didn't hear it clearly, but Luzhu Weng heard it clearly, this "old nephew" rolled his eyes and said, "Little friend, I have a few words to ask, please come in and talk about it?"

Luo Xuan had a good impression of the master and servant, so naturally he would not lose his manners, so he said: "Don't dare to ask for advice, if the seniors have any questions, the juniors should give advice." Thinking that the other party wanted to ask about the origin of the music score, Luo Xuanxin said that since Liu Zhengfeng had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, and the matter with Qu Yang had been revealed to the world, it would not hurt to inform the two of them about the music score.

Lu Zhuweng walked out of the bamboo forest house and said with a smile: "Children, please come in and drink tea." ”

Luo Xuan put the bamboo cannon aside, took the tea, and said, "Senior, please have something to say." ”

Luo Xuan has been quite polite when he came to this Green Bamboo Lane today, and even Luo Xuan himself didn't find out that the appearance of this kind of "etiquette" is a very dangerous thing. Since Luo Xuan was reminded of his previous life, he lacked purpose in his actions and became mentally passive, which required a coat of "etiquette".

Lu Zhuweng didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly: "Children, I don't know where you got this score, can you tell me?"

Luo Xuan said: "The one who wrote this song is the elder Qu Yang of the Sun Moon God Sect who is good at playing the qin, and the other is Liu Zhengfeng, the former master of Hengshan who is good at blowing the flute. The two formed a close friendship and wrote this song together, and the two almost suffered a catastrophe because of their friendship, but fortunately, Liu Zhengfeng successfully washed his hands, otherwise it would be another tragedy. ”

Ren Yingying said "ah", looking very surprised, and said: "It turned out to be the two of them." ”

Luo Xuan heard Ren Yingying speak, and found that the other party's voice was very good, clear and moving, without a trace of noise. Hearing the other party's voice, Luo Xuan naturally wouldn't call the other party "senior" like Ling Hu Chong to the "peer" - nineteen-year-old Ren Yingying, and asked, "Does the girl recognize Liu Qu?"

Hearing the other party call herself "girl", Ren Yingying's eyes were a little dodgy, and it was a little unnatural to pretend to be called out.

Ren Yingying pondered for a long time and said: "Liu Zhengfeng is a master of the Hengshan faction, but Qu Yang is an elder of the Demon Sect, and the two sides are feuding, how can they co-write this song?"

Luo Xuan was a little disappointed, Ren Yingying didn't look like a person who took a fancy to his identity in the original book? Then he replied disapprerovingly: "Intersect with songs, and the person who sees the other party is not the identity of the other party." ”

Ren Yingying asked, "Listen to what you mean, it seems that you are very supportive of Liu Qu's friendship?"

"We must support it, if the good and evil factions were like them, the world would have been peaceful and the world would have been the same. ”