Chapter 770, The Voice of the Nine Phoenixes

This Baiyin Water Pavilion is extremely elegantly repaired, divided into three layers, large and small, the end of the pontoon bridge extends to a piece of recess, just set up a row of bamboo ladders, leading to the pavilion.

Everyone walked on the pontoon, the surface of the pontoon bridge was almost parallel to the water surface, and when they stepped on it, the ripples spread, and a pool of flat water was suddenly dotted into a chaotic wave, and there was a feeling of treading water in a trance. The water is very clear, there are swimming fish swaying, and the water surface reflects the floating clouds in the sky, quiet and leisurely. Walking in this small lake, I only felt that my whole body was as light as nothing, as if my whole body was empty, and my soul was about to come out of my body.

Crossing the long pontoon bridge to the gate of the Baiyin Water Pavilion, I saw a pair of couplets erected at the door, the upper couplet is: "Qin Se Gong flute, plain hands pick out the rhyme of the world." The next link is: "Warm morning and dusk, idle clouds see all the thousands of miles of river." ”

Han Lun praised: "This couplet is majestic, but not rough, it is all elegant rhyme. It makes people feel comfortable to read, but it also feels heroic. The use of the word idle cloud is really wonderful. ”

The rest of the people also praised it, and Ran Tianluo said: "If this couplet is used at the door of others, I am afraid that it will make people laugh at empty talk, but this couplet is used in Mr. Hongya's house, but it is very suitable." ”

The door was not closed, and there was no door at all, just a curtain made of soft bamboo sticks. Lifting the door curtain, everyone walked into the water pavilion, and a burst of ancient paulownia wood and the scent of books came to their faces.

As soon as everyone entered the door, they couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of them. The space inside is huge, and I can see a huge shelf about one zhang wide displayed in a regular manner, and the shelves are placed on both sides, which separates the middle into a lane. From here, it leads to the very center of this water pavilion.

These shelves are stocked with a wide variety of books, including tortoiseshells, bamboo slips, silk silks, and many large stone carvings. On the contrary, there are fewer paper books. A few people picked up a scroll casually, only to find that it was all some precious music scores. Some of them have long been lost, but the original of these pieces is still preserved here. It's incredible.

From this all the way to the end of the alleyway, in the center is a small circular area, no more than nine feet in circumference, in the center of which there is a two-sided case, on which is placed an ancient oil lamp, and a book of bamboo slips that has not yet been closed. When I walked here, I found that the surrounding area was scattered with this circle as the center, hundreds of shelves were placed, and alleys were formed. And in these lanes, there are not only musical scores and scrolls, but also all kinds of musical instruments. There are many guqins, gonghou, transverse flutes, pan flutes, and large chimes. If you can think of it, you can find it here. And these instruments are not mundane, they are all cherished goods.

Ran Tianluo turned around twice in the place where the guqin was held, looking left and right, every guqin was deeply imprinted in her mind, most of the pianos here are not well-known pianos, but whether it is from the workmanship or timbre, it is not inferior to the famous pianos at that time and in ancient times. People who know the piano naturally love the piano, Ran Tianluo is naturally like this, one of the pear blossom wood pianos is especially to her liking, but she only stroked it, although she has the heart of the piano, but she does not have the heart of her own.

Because most of the flowers here are musical instruments or music scores, after a while, except for Ran Tianluo, who is still full of interest and is unconsciously tired, the rest of the people have no much interest. So they sat on the floor in a circular open space in the center. They wanted to go out and have a look, but they saw Ran Tianluo concentrating on shuttling among the various shelves, putting down this one, and picking up another volume, smiling happily, like a treasure. When the people saw that she was happy, they stopped bothering her.

Han Lun knew a little bit about the rhythm, so did Hu Yu'er, since they were not interested in the books in this alleyway, they looked left and right, and they happened to be interested in the bamboo slips on the few cases that were not far from them. So the two approached and spread out the part that had not yet been closed to take a closer look. I saw that this bamboo slip described a kind of qin music. However, the palace merchant horns on it were all written by someone just now. The parts of the bamboo slips that have not yet been unfolded are still brand new and have not been written. It can be seen that this is the song composed by Mr. Hong Ya.

Han Lun carefully looked at the notes a few times, traced them in his heart, and suddenly felt that this tone was extremely familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, wasn't this the music played by Mr. Hong Ya when he was fighting with the Black Water Sect Master before.

"Miss Ran, come and see here. Han Lun said in surprise. Ran Tianluo paused, put down the volume of "Nanfengzi" in his hand, and slowly walked towards Han Lun. When Han Lun saw him coming, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Miss Ran, look at the score of this piano sound." It shouldn't be hard to spot. ”

With his transcendent consciousness, the words on the bamboo slips became gray and bright, and the notes were imprinted in his mind one by one. She was also amazed and excited, so she sat cross-legged, put the Jiaowei piano on top of several cases, she looked at the score again, and she had already remembered seven or eight percent in her heart. As soon as the fingertips moved, the sound of the brilliant piano sounded again.

I saw his fingers tremble slightly, and a song slowly flowed out, whispering elegantly and slowly, slowly sounding, gradually overflowing like a tide, filling every space in the world. In the sound of the piano, there seems to be a white elf dancing in the wind, dancing gracefully and nobly, and there seems to be a dazzling rose blooming one after another, wafting out the fragrance of music. Mr. Hong Ya had also played this piece before, and when I heard it again, there was less excitement and more delicate tranquility, but it gave birth to a unique artistic conception. The previous piano sound was as huge as Hongmeng, and everyone only felt that the world was so big that it was incomparably vast, and in their own imagination, it was difficult to see the end of the world at a glance. At this time, Ran Tianluo played it, but there was a little more elegant music, and the area became a little smaller, but it added some tenderness of the long flowing piano.

The sound of this piano is sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes it is as sharp as a waterfall, sometimes it is crisp as a pearl falling on a jade plate, sometimes it is low like a whisper, sometimes it is as fierce as the roaring deep sea, which is heartfelt and shocking.

Everyone remained motionless, listening to this elegant song of spring and white snow. For a while, everyone was out of their minds, sounding their past and looking forward to their future.

After the music went on for a while, the sound of Ran Tianluo began to become a little rapid, and for some reason, there were always some discordant sounds mixed in the piano sound, maybe it was the vibrato that shook half of the strings, or maybe there were more notes that did not belong to the music. This little flaw pulled everyone's minds back from meditation.

Shi Yunyang said strangely: "Why does the sound of the piano become a little impetuous?"

Han Lun nodded and said, "I can hear it too, this is not Miss Ran's level." ”

As he was talking, he saw Ran Qianluo's fingers for a while, and the new string that Jiao Weiqin was connected to later snapped and broke into two, and all the sounds stopped abruptly. And her finger was cut out.

Shi Yunyang looked at her wound, it was just a skin injury, which was nothing to her. However, he still asked: "How could you have such a big error when you played the piano just now, and there was such a thing as a broken string." ”

You must know that the Jiaowei piano is also one of the famous pianos in ancient times, how can the famous piano collapse the strings at two ends in three days. Ran Tianluo shook his head and said: "This qin song is very weird, it seems that it is not only an arrangement of rhythms, but also this rhythm is related to many things, such as the conversion between twenty-eight nights and two hundred million. It can be said that this qin song is not only a qin song, but also a volume of formation, a volume of martial arts and mental methods. When I played, the spiritual power in my body had been fully mobilized. Out of control. Completely out of my control. That's why the scorched tail strings will"

"Good, good, good. It is really a blessing for old decay that this song can be played in such a way, and it can be heard today. After Ran Tianluo finished speaking, he saw a person slowly walking into the alley at the door, it was Mr. Hong Ya. Ran Tianluo hurriedly bowed, but Mr. Hong Ya did not have the etiquette of the audience. He just walked to the side of a few cases, looked at the manuscript on it, and then looked at Ran Qianluo's remnant qin. Road:

"This is the scorched tail. Lao Yu has always wanted to take a look, but he didn't expect it to be in Xiaoyou's hands. What a coincidence. ”

Ran Qianluo sighed: "It's a pity, before it is repaired, Jiaowei can only be a remnant of the piano." ”

Mr. Hong Ya said: "If you want to repair this piano, it is not a big deal, and the old man can do it for him." ”

Ran Tianluo said respectfully: "Don't dare to bother Mr. Lao in this matter, the little girl should be able to support herself." ”

"Xiaoyou doesn't know, the old man has been listening to the door for a long time, Xiaoyou's piano sound is ethereal and soft, extremely charming and charming, and the tenderness and kindness in the girl's heart. I didn't want to disturb the little friend, but you finished playing this song, but the piano stopped abruptly, which made people sigh. ”

Ran Tianluo was very humble, and the old man Hongya said: "This piano song is called the sound of the nine phoenixes, the old man has been composing this song for seven hundred years, but this piece has never been completed, and the old man always feels that there seems to be something else that can be put into this piano song, but he doesn't know." For hundreds of years, I can't help but regret it. ”

"The Voice of the Nine Phoenix?" Ran Tianluo said.

Mr. Hong Ya nodded and said, "This is the world in the old man's mind, if the strings continue, I'm afraid that the unknown that the old man wants will be able to pop up." Therefore, the old man also asked the girl to talk about this song again, and to be able to complete this volume of piano scores. ”

Ran Tianluo was still modest, but Mr. Hong Ya had said many times that he should not be polite. She naturally relaxed. said: "If this is the case, please also ask the seniors to allow the little girl to fix the piano first." ”

Mr. Hong Ya waved his hand and said, "You can use this piano." As soon as he moved his hand, a quaint long piano appeared above several cases. It was pitch black, glowing in the black, and as soon as this qin appeared in the space, the surrounding spiritual power was suddenly dragged for a while.

"This is the Fuxi qin, Xiaoyou can try this piano. ”