This is the end of a simple conversation, but the content is not simple. Mu Chenxuan looked at Guo Xiang's back and nodded with satisfaction, recalling the scene one afternoon back then, the person who was famous for one person and one sword once said that if Guo Xiang couldn't even guess this thing, how could he become his disciple.

"Should I say that the little junior sister finally did not disappoint the master, maybe I now understand why the little junior sister became the only personal disciple of the master, guessing the master's purpose without doubting the motive, just simply grieving for what the master chose to bear, this kind of unwavering trust, it is really not easy to do. ”

With a light sigh, Mu Chenxuan immediately began to pack up the things in front of him, but when another figure slowly came to him, Mu Chenxuan's face showed a distressed look again.

"Miss Cheng Ying, can you listen to the explanation below......

Cheng Ying, who was standing outside the courtyard and listened to all the conversations, naturally understood everything, but when Mu Chenxuan raised his head at this moment, he didn't find that she had any angry expression, but smiled with relief like Guo Xiang of Fang Cai, and then said softly: "Mu Gongzi, I naturally believe that you are doing this for the people of the world, you have a plan in your heart for these things, and you don't need to explain them to me." ”

"I ...... Believe in you!"

There were only three words, so that all Mu Chenxuan's words stayed in his throat, and he wanted to say it but couldn't spit out a word after all, and at the same time, it also seemed to block his breathing, so that a trace of heat suddenly rose in Mu Chenxuan's chest, and then he raised his head with a smile, and his eyes were facing each other, which was worth a thousand words.

But from this day on, Guo Xiang was immersed in the comprehension of kendo as if he didn't ask anything. One person, one sword, one courtyard, no one knows what Guo Xiang has realized at the moment, nor does he know how far Guo Xiang's swordsmanship realm has reached.

It's night, and the moon is in the sky. Guo Xiang doesn't like such moonlit nights, because every time he sees such moonlight, he will see someone's frowning brows and those eyes that have not changed for thousands of years. seems to be thinking, and seems to be missing, Guo Xiang is afraid of this kind of nostalgia, because the deeper the nostalgia, the farther away the unclear distance in front of him.

It's just that for some reason, Guo Xiang looked at the moonlight outside the window tonight, and he actually had a different thought. Turning around, he picked up the wine jug on the table, and his light footsteps brought a vague trajectory, and in a blink of an eye, Guo Xiang had appeared in the quiet courtyard. Baozi lay quietly on the side, and saw that it was Guo Xiang who went out, so he closed his eyes and slept again, without the slightest awareness of being a leopard, more like a cute pet.

With a slight footstep, Guo Xiang came to the pavilion in the courtyard, picked up the guqin on the stone table, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he jumped on the roof with a little foot.

"It's late autumn, but I suddenly remembered this piece for some reason, if I play it at this moment, it will definitely look nondescript!" Guo Xiang smiled while holding the qin.

"The song is born from the heart, if you play the piano only for the occasion and ignore the heart, you will naturally not be able to play the true meaning of the song. ”

Guo Xiang was startled by this voice, and then raised his head, but he didn't know when Huang Rong's figure had already come to the courtyard. Without waiting for Guo Xiang to speak, Huang Rong also flew to Guo Xiang's side, looked at the wine jug beside her daughter, and asked with a smile: "Xiang'er, I see that you haven't learned anything from your master, but you have learned your master's drunkard side." I don't know how to rest early when it's late at night, and I come to the roof to watch the moon alone, and I really look like your master back then!"

"Mother, why are you here?" Guo Xiang gently hugged Huang Rong's arm, and asked in a somewhat coquettish voice.

"I'm just here to remind you to rest early, your master once said that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and this is especially true when you practice swordsmanship. I don't know what kind of demon you have this girl in, practicing swords and practicing so hard. ”

Guo Xiang stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, laughed without saying a word, Huang Rong also laughed when he saw it, looked down and saw the guqin beside Guo Xiang, and couldn't help laughing: "Xiang'er, your qin is extraordinary, I have seen your master use a guqin, and it looks much uglier than this." ”

"That's natural, this piano is called Wan Yansong, it is the world's famous piano, the master saw that I want to learn the piano, so he found it for me. I don't know why, I suddenly want to play the piano tonight, mother, do you want to hear it?" Guo Xiang asked with hope.

Huang Rong naturally agreed, nodded slightly, and immediately gave birth to a trace of joy in Guo Xiang's heart, and then put the piano on his lap, his left hand fell like a delicate cloud, and the strings were silent, until the right hand also fell on the strings, and the middle finger of the left hand gently crossed the strings, and there was a soft and warm sound in the night sky, the voice was thick and loose, but it responded to the silence of the night.

This sound of the piano made Huang Rong a little surprised, you must know that Guo Xiang had never learned the piano before leaving Xiangyang, and now listening to the sound of the piano is empty, but listening carefully does not have a trace of noise, just like a good jade or a trace of fine dust.

"Although I have never learned this guqin, I have heard my brother say that the sound of the qin is scattered, pan, and according to the difference, according to the sound of the rhyme, subtle and long, sometimes like human language, can be dialogued, sometimes like the thread of the human heart, ethereal and changeable. Xiang'er's piano skills have already won the true meaning of what my brother said back then, which is really rare!"

It's just that Huang Rong was amazed in her heart, but it didn't disturb Guo Xiang, who was immersed in the song. There are thousands of guqin techniques, but now in Guo Xiang's hands, it is as if he has forgotten all the techniques, and there is only one person who closes his eyes to play the piano, and the heart is immersed in memories.

The night sky was already quiet, and Guo Xiang unconsciously assisted the sound of the piano with internal force, which made the sound of the piano drift away. In the Lin Lang Pavilion, He Zudao, who had originally listened to Mu Chenxuan's explanation of swordsmanship and martial arts, immediately raised his head slightly, listened to the sound of the piano floating from afar, and after a while, he forgot that the master was still in front of him, and couldn't help but say: "This piano sound is so good!"

Mu Chenxuan rarely didn't say anything, just put down the book in his hand and said: "Little junior sister's piano skills, unconsciously enough to convince me, although this song is a little monotonous, but it is very spiritual, like a flock of birds flying alone in this huge world." Foot Road, what do you hear in this song?"

He Zudao was stunned, and when he heard Mu Chenxuan ask, he immediately understood that it was a test for himself. So he listened silently for a long time, until the last note of the piano song disappeared in the night sky, and then He Zudao raised his head lightly and said: "Although the bird song is beautiful, just listening to the bird song in the empty mountain, it seems a little too lonely. Master Fang just said that this piece is a bit monotonous, thinking that it is mainly based on the guqin, supplemented by other musical instruments, and now there is only the guqin, which is naturally alone. ”

"Is it just a shadow?" Mu Chenxuan asked with a somewhat thoughtful expression when he heard this.

He Zudao didn't understand why Mu Chenxuan asked this, so he had to sit quietly on the side, but he heard Mu Chenxuan's voice with a little doubt.

"The empty mountain plays the birds, which is originally a very comfortable thing, just like this qin song, but why does listening to the little junior sister playing the piano makes the music that is clearly and extremely cheerful seem to have changed a style?"

Mu Chenxuan didn't understand, and He Zudao naturally didn't understand, but there was another person who understood this night, and that was Huang Rong. As Huang Rong said when she came, the music is born from the heart, and the piano music is suitable for the occasion, but it is more responsive.

PS: Big-breasted brothers, come out and eat Amway! Everyone should know where the BGM "Empty Mountain Bird Language" comes from, and Slag Fei will never say that he has been a single for half a month. In addition, I saw that a certain show in the book review area was too dead, and Zafei expressed condolences here, above! )