"Master, the martial arts skills of those three men in black are somewhat similar to the swordsmanship in my teaching, but I don't know why they wanted to assassinate these young men." Lao Qian leaned his head under a sycamore tree, holding his hands Standing on an iron bamboo hiking pole, I watched the fight on the boat in the lake.
Jing Zhaoyue nodded and replied: "Let's take a look first and then talk."
The concubine on one side stood quietly on one side, listening with interest to the sound of the piano coming from the pavilion.
On the boat. .
Xiaoyu initially wanted to use the sword moves of the Tianyuan Four Sons Sword to deal with the man in black, but after a few moves, his head was almost beheaded by his sword. This showed that these guys were quite capable, so he had to quickly switch to using Yun. The sword moves of Jian Jue, combined with the Qinggong of Qi Lingbu, were followed in an orderly manner.
The man in black that Yu Liufei was dealing with was having a hard time coping with the increasing offensive. The guy who was dealing with Dao Qingqing seemed to know that Dao Qingqing was holding a precious sword. Every time they fought, when the swords connected, he He changed his martial arts skills and avoided the direct confrontation with swords, lest the sword in his hand be cut off by Dao Qingqing's sword.
The four of them faced off against the enemy. Except for Xiao Yu, who was not having a hard time coping, the others were a little overwhelmed.
Xiaoyu's sword moves were versatile, and she relied on her lightness skills to fight the enemy on or off the boat. The man in black took over a dozen moves from him and gradually lost ground.
While Xiao Yu was fighting the man in black, he took the time to take care of Dao Chenghuan. After all, the man in black they were fighting against found out that Dao Chenghuan was less capable and always looked for opportunities to kill him first.
Chaotic battles raged, swords and shadows loomed.
Under the plane tree.
"Master, the more the three men in black fight with each other, the more they look like the swordsmanship I taught them. Do you need me to go up and have a look?" Old Qiantou asked Jing Zhaoyue.
Jing Zhaoyue stood proudly on the shore, clasped her hands behind her back, and replied lightly, "No, let's go back to Jinhu Villa first."
After Jing Zhaoyue finished speaking, she turned around and led the two of them away.
Jin Zi pulled Lao Qiantou's arm and muttered: "Uncle Lao Qian, can we finish listening to this piece of music before we leave?"
Old Qiantou looked at Jing Zhaoyue, who nodded after hearing the words.
Old Qiantou touched Jinzi's little head and replied with a smile: "Let's just listen here. There is no boat to cross the water. It will take an hour to walk across, and we will not cross."
Jinzi nodded obediently.
Let’s talk about where Jing Zhaoyue’s so-called Jinhu Villa is?
Jinhu Villa is where Jing Zhaoyue lives, not on Donghang Mountain, but under the northwest cliff of Donghang Mountain.
The land is located in the Mingshui River floodplain, surrounded by mostly muddy swamps and many shrubs. In the middle of the swamp is a small lake formed by the convergence of rivers, which is called Jinhu, a place in the lake. The island is hundreds of feet wide, so a large villa was built on the island, which is where Jing Zhaoyue lives. It is called Jinhu Villa.
Jinhu Villa is located in a swamp, so few people have ever entered it. The reason why Jing Zhaoyue's Jinhu Villa was built in it is to escape from the world.
Very few people in the world know that Jing Zhaoyue does not live on Dongxing Mountain all year round, but in his own Jinhu Villa.
The northwest area of Dongxing Mountain is located at the intersection of Qianzhou and Yizhou. There are many swamps around Jinhu Lake and no crops grow. Jinhu Lake has become a poor place that neither of the two states and counties are willing to take charge of.
Most passers-by only know that there is a villa overlooking Jinhu Lake from Feixu Mountain in Yizhou. It is a lonely place built by a wealthy family. Little do they know that it is the residence of the leader of the Demon Sect...
At that pavilion.
Because first there was the phoenix chanting and the chirping of birds, and then there was the strange sound of Wei Changyin playing the piano, many people gradually gathered around the pavilion to listen to the music.
Farmers cultivating the fields around them, coongirls doing their morning wash, shepherd boys tending cows...
Furthermore, the song Wei Changyin was composed after listening to the phoenix chant and the birdsong. Among the music, there was often a slow sound like the cry of birds, which attracted many birds around to fly in, covering the sycamore fingers and chirping. The cry was very joyful.
Two quarters of an hour later, the surroundings were crowded with spectators. Some watched the fight on the boat in the lake and cheered by the lake. Some leaned under the sycamore tree and listened to the music in the pavilion.
The sound of the piano is so exciting.
As the number of people increased, Zhou Xiaoyi and An Ning lined up on both sides of the steps of the pavilion, warning the onlookers not to disturb the music played by Qinbo in the pavilion.
Half of the people around came to visit the lake, and most of them were attracted by the sound of the piano. They listened to the captain of the guard playing the piano, and saw two girls holding swords guarding the pavilion, so naturally they did not dare to come forward and disturb them.
After Wei Chang Qin Bo finished reciting the music, he opened his eyes, recited it silently, and prepared to continue playing the music. However, he always felt that although the music he had completed this time was wonderful, it still could not fully express the joy in his heart. Half of what he had written before was Song, you might as well combine it with this piece of music.
Thinking of this, he still twisted the piano wire, but after carefully tasting the music he had just composed, he felt that if it was forcibly connected with the half of the music he had written before, it would be a little less interesting.
Then Wei Changyin stroked his beard and asked Li Luo, "Luo Luo, have you memorized everything?"
Li Luo nodded, "Go back to Master, I've written down every tune."
"Bring it here, let me take a look at it, master." Wei Changyin waved to Li Luo.
Li Luo stood up, gently lifted the thick rice paper on the table, blew on the wet ink on it, and took it carefully.
Wei Changyin placed it in front of his piano table and nodded in approval.
"Not bad, not bad." After Wei Changyin finished speaking, he raised his hand and played the last few tunes a few times, and then transferred the first half of the song in his mind into the song.
I only played it a few times, but I still felt that the connection was inappropriate, so I simply stopped playing.
"Master, do you want to combine two songs into one?" Li Luo heard the song he played and asked curiously.
Wei Changyin nodded and replied: "Forcibly adding them together is still a bit abrupt, so I won't add them anymore. The song I created today is full of vitality and has the artistic conception of climbing high and approaching the distance. The song in the past was like clouds and mist. The misty, tranquil and free and easy artistic conception must be composed of another sharp-edged song as the middle song. Combining the two sections of today and the past, it can be made into three songs: upper, middle and lower. It also corresponds to "entering the world, coming to the world, Born." philosophy of life. "
Li Luo frowned, "Master, the song you composed today and half of the songs you wrote in the past are extremely rare. Has anyone written the middle song?"
Wei Changyin shook his head and muttered: "It's hard to find, and I have no inspiration yet."
"Oh..." Li Luo sighed softly, with a sense of regret, and then asked: "Master, do you have a name for this piece of music?"
Wei Changyin thought for a while, shook his head helplessly, and asked: "Luoluo, do you have a good name?"
"Master, this piece of music you have is rare in the world. I can't think of a name that can match it." Li Luo smiled and shook his head.
While he was talking, a man in black suddenly jumped in from the pond outside the pavilion, and saw that the place where he landed was on the strings of Wei Changyin's guqin.
How could Wei Changyin allow others to abuse his fine guqin like this? He directly pulled out the long sword in Li Luo's hand, bullied him away, and stabbed the man's instep with the sword!
