"If you're not good at it, just study." Huahua chuckled as if she thought of something, "Fengjun probably wants to tell you in a subtle way, don't touch the piano."
Shao Haoyue was embarrassed, "I broke the string once. Who would have thought that the string is so fragile? I just pressed it lightly and it suddenly broke. I didn't mean it."
"You only broke it once, but the consequence of your breaking the string was that Mr. Shen was disfigured."
"How can it be considered disfigured? I have already drawn out the fire poison. At most, he is injured and has recovered without leaving any scars."
The picture gradually disappeared, Shao Haoyue felt a little enlightened, and the memories buried deep in his mind suddenly came to life.
After 120,000 years, her condition was basically stable, and the Phoenix Clan officially announced her existence.
It coincided with the exchange study between Siling Academy and Tiandao Academy. It was the first time that she had so many people to play with, and she was very happy.
The master who taught piano art at Tiandao Academy probably wanted to show off the strength of Tiandao Academy, so he started to praise him all over the place. From the music scores to the instruments, he was praised to the best of his ability.
At that time, she was not deeply involved in the world, so she believed it to be true. She thought that her cultivation was low, so she pressed the strings harder. Maybe it was because she was excited when she came into contact with an elegant instrument for the first time.
In short, when she pressed it down, there was a buzzing sound, and the string, which was said to be a golden silk, broke with a snap.
Fortunately, Shen Canghao was sitting next to her, and then the longer broken string hit his face, making a long gash.
For a moment, the lecture hall was silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
After a long while, Mrs. Shen rushed over to Shen Canghao, greeted her with greetings, and glared at her with guarded eyes, silently accusing her of having evil intentions towards Shen Canghao, and insinuations that she was mean-spirited.
Of course, she couldn't understand his hidden meanings at that time. She only knew that she was very busy and embarrassed during that piano class.
Everyone was relaxed and graceful, but she was dazzled. Her ten fingers were as stiff as wood, and she didn't know where to press at all.
In the smooth, neat, melodious music, her piano sound is so prominent, with clank, clang, clang, and the force of playing gongs and drums on the piano.
Everyone looked at her in disbelief. Afterwards, when she went to apologize to Shen Canghao with the gift, he sighed: "I didn't expect that the Feng Clan who is good at music would have an alien like you."
She had never paid attention to this matter. There were so many things in the world, and it was impossible to be good at everything. She could do the things she was good at, and besides, it was not necessary to know music.
Until her birthday, her father gave her a jade flute and Yaoyao a harp.
Initially, she also looked forward to the affection of her parents, and tried hard to integrate into the family, but she did not grow up beside them, had no feelings, and the bias in the details was too hurtful.
The bottom plates of the jade flute and the piano are both made of Xuanbing Chalcedony. The Xuanbing Chalcedony was the stock at the bottom of the box in his father's private treasury. It is said that he got it from his experience in his youth.
Most of the entire piece of Xuanbing Chalcedony was used to make the bottom plate of the piano, and less than one-tenth of the material was used to make the flute.
More importantly, Yaoyao likes the piano, but the flute is not her favorite item.
The so-called birthday gift was just a gift prepared for Yaoyao by the way, and no thought was put into it at all.
There are many such details. For example, Yaoyao injured her hand while handling the spirit plant, and her mother's distress almost overflowed from her eyes. However, she was on the battlefield and was injured every three days, but she never received her distress.
After too many times, she no longer has expectations. Now that she has grown up, she no longer needs the so-called parental affection.
Shao Haoyue quietly watched a memory fragment flash by. I don't know how long it had passed, but the fragments of the Fantasy Ling finally completed the integration. The world within the Ling became wider and wider, and the cracks in the world were repaired.
Without bothering to check the situation in the Lingai world in detail, she left the Lingai world and put away the Fantasy Ling. She had to go back quickly. It would not be good to be noticed by Shen Canghao.
Without the obstruction of the Huanshi Ling, you can see that there is a small world at the bottom of the small whirlpool. Judging from the perfection of its rules, it should be a mortal world where spiritual energy is so lacking that it is completely impossible to practice.
She glanced at it and then looked away, and was about to leave when she suddenly felt something was wrong. The ordinary world actually gave her a cold feeling.
After thinking for a while, Shao Haoyue decided to go in and check.
The purpose of their lower world is to investigate the demon trouble, so naturally this abnormal situation cannot be ignored.
After entering the small world, she was shocked. Everything she saw was filled with demonic energy.
The demonic clouds in the sky are rolling back, the demonic energy is blooming on the ground, the trees are dead, mud and sand are everywhere, there is deathly silence between heaven and earth, and there is not a single living thing!
What's going on?
Why does the common world produce so much demonic energy?
She slowly descended from the sky, and there was a clear clicking sound under her feet. When she lowered her eyes, she saw that a skull was crushed by her forehead.
She moved away, good guy, the ground was full of bones, some were shallowly buried in the sand, and some were exposed.
Shao Haoyue jumped into the air, took out a piccolo, and played a soul-inducing song, without attracting any souls.
She didn't give up and changed her position, but it was still the same. The creatures in this world seemed to have been dead for a long time, without any thoughts remaining.
Billions of mortals are controlled by the Saint of the Goddess Palace. The Saint is the only special case who can freely descend to the lower realms. Shao Haoyue couldn't help but frown: "Nan Mi, what do you do for food? You didn't notice such a big abnormality!"
As she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the fragments of the Fantasy Silk above the vortex in the void, and made some guesses. It should be the fragments of the Fantasy Silk blocking the top of the vortex, preventing the evil energy from leaking out.
After all, she was so close before and didn't feel the presence of demonic energy.
The transformation of the entire mortal world into a demonic realm must not have happened naturally, so did the person behind the scenes use her fragment of the Fantasy Silk?
But Huanshi Ling is a divine weapon, and unless there is a destiny, it is difficult to be driven by outsiders.
She carefully explored the entire world and found that the demonic energy in one place was much stronger than in other places.
As I flew closer, the first thing I saw was a huge banyan tree that had been uprooted and fell to the ground.
Excluding the presence of monks, if a large banyan tree as thick as twelve people could hold it could be uprooted, the most likely scenario would be a wind disaster or a flood.
Most of the branches have no signs of being broken, so the possibility of flooding is greater.
Drawing a preliminary conclusion, she jumped over the big banyan tree and continued flying forward. What came into view was a broken wall. She reached out and took a handful of wall dust and crushed it. There were thatch fragments in the soil. It was a thatch and adobe mixed house.
After searching for a while, she found a stone pig trough, millstones, pottery pots and dishes with rough craftsmanship, several rusty sickles and hoes, dustpan fragments, and a large number of white bones.
(End of chapter)
