Seeing that so many birds at the scene were gathered here by Su Zixiu's qinyin, Gu Caiyu was greatly surprised, and shouted to Yang Yi: "Wow! There are so many birds!

The hundreds of birds gathered in front of him, dancing, and Su Zixiu's piano sound answered each other, the piano sound was slow, and the call of these birds slowed down, if the piano sound was urgent, the bird's cry was also high-pitched and urgent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This situation is rare in the world.

Gu Caiyu was fascinated and exclaimed: "The sound of this piano is so good, and these birds are so beautiful! Look at these peacocks, dancing on the screen, it's so beautiful!"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Although the peacock is good-looking, when you turn around, you can see the asshole, and there is something beautiful." ”

Su Zixiu, who was playing the piano, heard Yang Yi's words, and the piano sound was almost messed up, and he looked up at Yang Yi angrily.

With such a beautiful scenery in front of him, Yang Yi actually said such a terrible scenery, which made him extremely unhappy.

Gu Caiyu also felt extremely indecent, and said angrily: "Third brother, you are so annoying!"

It is estimated that Yang Yi's words just now disturbed Su Zixiu's peaceful mood, and a trace of anger unconsciously revealed in his piano sound, and the feathers all over his body exploded under the induction of the birds, and they actually stared at each other, intending to fight.

Seeing this, Su Zixiu closed his eyes and sighed, his hands drew a few clear notes on the strings, and the birds and birds on the scene called a few times in unison as if they had just woken up from a dream, flapping their wings, and rising into the air.

The birds flew into the air before they dispersed.

Su Zixiu pressed the strings with both hands, fixed his mind for a while, stared at Yang Yi fiercely, and asked, "Qingyin is in your ears, how can you be accompanied by dirty words?"

Yang Yi smiled: "What I just said is wrong?"

Su Zixiu said angrily: "If you talk about the toilet feces and urine during the meal, wouldn't it be disgusting and disgusting?

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "It seems that you are used to being high." ”

He pointed to the seven-stringed guqin in Su Zixiu's arms and sighed: "No matter how sunny the spring and snow are, the people of the lower riba are indispensable." Your Excellency has good piano skills, but your mentality is not right, and your mood is even more lacking. In your eyes, there are three, six, nine and so on, but in my eyes, there is no difference between the Riba people in spring and snow. ”

Yang Yi sighed: "Although my brother's piano skills are high, he lacks a little human flavor. Your view of the natural principles of heaven and earth comes from natural nature, and the sound of the piano is extraordinary, fresh and elegant, in line with the way of heaven, but it is inhumane, too ethereal, and lacks a foundation. You should collect more from the mundane market, so that you can really make a breakthrough. ”

Su Zixiu said: "According to you, country slang and wild tunes can also come out of peerless happiness?"

Yang Yidao: "The wild tone is also interesting. ”

Su Zixiu handed the guqin in his arms to Yang Yi and said indignantly: "I want to see your wild tune!

Yang Yi didn't take his guqin, and said with a smile: "The people in the market, how many people can afford to use such a precious thing?"

Su Zixiu's face turned red and said, "What instrument do you want?"

He stretched out his hand and plucked a leaf from a nearby tree, and smiled at Su Zixiu: "This leaf is enough!

Su Zixiu saw that he picked a leaf and put it in his mouth, and said angrily: "What is this?"

Yang Yi didn't answer, his lips twitched slightly, and the leaves trembled slightly, making a soft sound.

This soft song is like the cry of a young bird, crisp and pleasant, extremely expressive, and it is the beginning of Su Zixiu's piano song just now.

Su Zixiu was shocked when he heard this, and said in his heart: "What is this kid going to do? Do you also want to learn from me and the birds to answer each other? A leaf wants to echo with the birds, which is too self-conscious!"

Just as he was thinking of this, he heard another crisp birdsong coming from Yang Yi's mouth, this birdsong was extremely low, but it was still clear in his ears, and there was no messy sound.

A passing little finch heard the sound, flew down to the nearby stones, looked at Yang Yi curiously, and called softly.

Yang Yi ignored it and continued to play.

Every time he blew, the little finch jumped forward, and after a few blows, the little finch spread its wings and flew and landed on the top of Yang Yi's feet, looking up and looking, with a look of great curiosity.

The leaves in Yang Yi's mouth sounded a few times one after another, and a few small birds flew over and landed on his shoulder, gently pecking at his clothes, which actually matched the music.

Su Zixiu was surprised, delighted, and confused when he saw that a single leaf of his tree could achieve the effect of playing the piano by himself just now, "I composed this song not long ago, this person just listened to it once, did he write it down." He listened carefully, only to find that the music played by Yang Yi was still different from his own score, lighter, more relaxed, more free and smooth, with the same artistic conception, but with a little more variation.

The birds gathered more and more, and all of them quietly stopped nearby and listened carefully, but there were very few answers, and they seemed to be so fascinated by the listening that they forgot to hear loudly.

Blowing and blowing, Yang Yi suddenly raised his arm and stretched out his hand to point to a green-haired peacock on the ground.

The peacock that was pointed at by Yang Yi shook his head and barked at Yang Yi a few times, as if asking something.

After seeing Yang Yi nodded, the peacock suddenly spread out his tail feather and danced in the field.

The peacock jumped for a while, and Yang Yi pointed his finger at another bird, which was a turtle dove, and after being hit by Yang Yi, it flew to the peacock and danced with it. After jumping for a while, the two birds folded their wings and lowered their heads to the ground, as if they were saluting Yang Yi, until Yang Yi nodded and signaled, this peacock and a turtledove returned to their original positions.

After the two birds left the field, Yang Yi shouted out a black magpie and a gray happy sparrow, the two magpies cocked their tails, chasing each other in the air at a height of several feet, making a lot of trouble with each other, although it was different from the two birds in front of them dancing, but it was also interesting.

Su Zixiu saw that Yang Yi drove the birds like his arms and fingers, swaying his wishes, and the shock in his heart was really indescribable.

He went to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and after staying in the Ten Thousand Birds Forest for three months, he composed such a song that answered each other with the birds.

After this song was played, the effect was surprisingly good, if it wasn't for Yang Yi's words in the end, his mood would have been affected by Yang Yi's words, and he would have ended successfully.

But he knows his own family affairs, and although his song can be called the ultimate in twisting, it is impossible to drive birds like Yang Yi.

He can use the sound of the piano to answer with the birds, which is due to the artistic conception of the piano sound, not really able to communicate with the birds.

But now looking at the way Yang Yi drives the birds, it seems that these birds can understand what he means, and they can really communicate with these birds.

This really made Su Zixiu feel amazed, shocked and disbelieving, "Just a leaf can do this?"

But whether he believes it or not, the sight before him is not deceiving.

Gu Caiyu next to him clapped his hands and applauded, and couldn't help but join these dancing birds and dance.

Gu Caiyu was originally extremely beautiful, but at this time, she laughed and danced with the birds in the field, which made her even more delicate and beautiful.

Seeing her so cheerful, Yang Yi's music was also infected by it, more and more brisk, more and more joyful, and the birds in the field spread their wings, on the ground, on the stones, on the branches, slowly waving their wings, as if beating for Yang Yi's song.

Seeing this, Su Zixiu became depressed, "I have studied the art of the piano for more than 30 years, and I spent a lot of money to get a guqin, but I didn't expect that there would not be a leaf picked by such a person at will!

In fact, what he doesn't know is that Yang Yi is now playing this piece called "Hundred Birds and Phoenix", which is Yang Yi's previous life is the world's folk music master, this song is free and cheerful, can be long or short, long or short at will, the most suitable for playing with suona, now he has no suona, so he took a leaf as a substitute, if it is played with a guqin, the effect is not very good.

This song, Yang Yi listened to it more than 100 times in his previous life, he was really impressed, he was deeply familiar with the music rhythm at this time, even Huang Yaoshi admitted that he was inferior, the attainment of the music rhythm is so high, it is difficult to have a comparable person, and now I see Su Zixiu playing the piano and answering each other with a hundred birds, and naturally I remembered such a song "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix".

When he plays, the spirit and the sound of the music sense each other, and the feeling of thinking extends along the sound of the music, connecting with the thoughts of the birds in the field, so that he can give instructions to the birds in front of him to obey the command.

This change was far from what Yang Yi could have predicted in advance, this situation was the first time Yang Yi encountered it, although he was surprised, he was not flustered.

His mouth kept playing, but his thoughts continued to extend, and he felt the spirit of the birds in front of him, feeling their curiosity, awe, and caution.

In his thoughts, these birds only have brief and subtle fragments of thought, only the simple emotions of fear and joy, which are very easy to control, and the slightest movement in his heart, these birds will follow the thoughts, without the slightest intention of resistance.

This situation is clear only to him, but not to outsiders.

Su Zixiu saw that he drove the birds to be extremely magical, and he only thought that Yang Yi's music was the work, but he didn't know that there was another mystery in it.

The music gradually became louder, from cheerful to agitated, the birds danced more urgently, and the cries became louder.

Gu Caiyu's dancing steps in the field became vigorous with the music, and with a brush, he pulled out a long sword from behind his back and started a sword dance.

All of a sudden, the sword light in the field was huo, and the cold was pressing, and all the birds around Gu Caiyu flew to the side, formed a circle, and hooked their necks to watch in the field.

Su Zixiu was still sighing in despair just now, but at this time, he saw Gu Caiyu dancing with the music, his sword was shining, and his heroic posture was vigorous, and he couldn't help but applaud, and even the depression just now was thrown aside.

A moment later, Yang Yi let out a long tail note from his mouth, and the birds in the field shouted in unison, and the long sword in Gu Caiyu's hand came out of his hand and inserted it into the bluestone that Su Zixiu was sitting on just now, and it didn't reach the handle.

The music stopped abruptly.

(To be continued.) )