Soon the two came to Luoyang City. Qu Feiyan seemed to have been here before and was familiar with it, so he walked forward in a familiar manner.
After passing several small streets, we came to a narrow alley. At the end of the alley, there is a large green bamboo bush, swaying in the wind, elegant and natural. This must be Green Bamboo Lane.
As soon as the two stepped into the alley, they heard the sound of tinkling piano, and someone was playing the piano. The alley was cool and quiet, and it seemed like a completely different world from the Luoyang City outside.
At this moment, there was a clang, one of the strings suddenly cut off, and the sound of the piano stopped.
An old voice said: "Your distinguished guest is here in vain, I don't know what to teach you."
Qu Feiyan replied: "Grandpa Zhu is me, I am Feiyan!"
"It turns out it's Feiyan." An old man walked out of the small house on the right and said with a smile: "Come in quickly."
Zhao Mingyuan saw that the green bamboo man's body was slightly stooped, with sparse hair on the top of his head. He had big hands and feet, but was very energetic. He immediately bowed and saluted and said: "Junior Zhao Mingyuan, pay my respects to senior."
Green Bamboo Man laughed and said: "I am just a few years older than Chi. No need to be polite. Please come in quickly. Please come in quickly!"
Zhao Mingyuan followed him into the small house and saw tables, chairs and couches, all of which were made of bamboo. There was a piece of ink bamboo hanging on the wall, with vertical and horizontal strokes and dripping ink, which had a rather eerie meaning. There is a Yao Qin and a Dong Xiao on the table.
Although there are not many decorations, they are quite elegant and make people forget the vulgarity. You will know that the person living here must be an elegant person.
Earning one's own livelihood, not competing with the world, and meeting friends with the instrument is indeed an ideal life that people yearn for.
The rivers and lakes are turbulent and dangerous, but Green Bamboo Alley seems to be a paradise, and the Green Bamboo Man in the alley is a hermit who escapes from the world and avoids chaos.
This is the elegance of the ancients. This is the life I want to live, instead of running around practicing martial arts and swordsmanship like myself every day.
It's a pity that I have a hard life and it's not time for me to rest yet.
It may be a little conceited to say that my ambition has not been fulfilled, but my goal is indeed higher than 99% of the people in the world, and I still need to work hard.
"This young hero, please rest here and taste our new tea." Green Bamboo Man turned to Qu Feiyan and said, "Auntie is waiting for you inside. You can go." Qu Feiyan quickly heard this Ran in.
Zhao Mingyuan looked up and saw that there seemed to be someone sitting inside, but he couldn't see clearly through the bamboo curtain. Qu Feiyan threw herself into the man's arms and burst into tears, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! My grandfather is gone. 555"
Immediately, I heard a low voice of comfort coming from inside.
Naturally, Zhao Mingyuan would not be misled by Lu Zhuweng's aunt, and knew that the person sitting inside was none other than Ren Yingying, the saint of the Sun and Moon Sect. Just by looking at her body and voice, she can be guessed that she must be a stunning beauty. It seems that this heroine must be extraordinary.
However, Zhao Mingyuan doesn't have any special obsession with the heroine like other time travellers. After all, he knows a truth that is common in all worlds: women are trouble. The more beautiful the woman, the greater the trouble.
And the trouble caused by a beauty like Ren Yingying is almost the most in the world.
Let’s go and see what the protagonist Linghu Chong did in the original work: to save Ren Woxing, the evil heretics gathered to attack the Shaolin Temple and surrounded and killed the world’s number one Dongfang Bubai.
One after another, any one of them would have resulted in death if there was even the slightest mistake. If it weren't for the aura of the protagonist, Linghu Chong would have died countless times.
It was better to leave these matters to Linghu Chong. Zhao Mingyuan did not dare to provoke such a woman.
If you are really provoked, it will not be beautiful to have worries when you complete the task and leave this world.
Besides, there are countless beauties in all the worlds, so why should I give up the entire forest for just one tree?
It’s better to complete the task as soon as possible and become the best in the world. More and better beauties are waiting for you!
Just as Zhao Mingyuan was thinking about it, a voice came from inside the bamboo curtain, but it was Ren Yingying who expressed her deep gratitude to him for saving Qu Feiyan's life and sending her safely to Luoyang.
Zhao Mingyuan said that Qu Feiyan and his grandfather saved his senior brother Linghu Chong, how could the Huashan Sect not repay the favor. It's just that senior brother Linghu Chong is injured now and can't see him off, so he just acts as his junior brother's surrogate.
Moreover, when the road is rough, it is our duty to draw our swords to help. Naturally, I couldn't watch Qu Feiyan being killed like this, but I couldn't afford to be grateful.
Then, Zhao Mingyuan said that he heard the sound of a piano when he came over just now, but he had a music score here, which was created by Qu Feiyan's grandfather Qu Yang and his best friend.
If I really want to thank myself, I want to listen to their ensemble again. I rushed over late before and didn't hear the whole song.
As he spoke, he took out the score of Swordsman from his arms and handed it to Green Bamboo Man.
The green bamboo man heard that this was music score, so he reached out and took it. After opening the music score and looking at it for a few times, Green Bamboo Man said "Hey" and said, "This music score is so weird that it's hard to understand." Then he took out a piece of Jiaowei Tongqin, and then heard the sound of the piano. , elegant and beautiful.
Not long after, the sound suddenly rose up, getting louder and louder. The sound was extremely sharp. With a clang, one string was broken. After a few notes higher, with a clank, another string was broken. .
The green bamboo man said: "I'll try this flute score again." Then he took out a purple bamboo flute and started playing it. At first, it was melodious and touching, but then the flute sound became lower and lower, almost inaudible, and he played it a few more times. The sound of the flute became mute, and the sound was very unpleasant.
Green Bamboo Man sighed and said: "How can such a bass be played? These music scores and flute scores must be fake. The person who composed the music is just making a fool of himself and just joking. I'll think about it carefully."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "How can this be fake? This was created by Qu Feiyan's grandfather Qu Yang and his best friend. We once heard them play a song together. How could it be fake?"
Qu Feiyan also supported: "Of course it is true. It took my grandfather and Uncle Liu many years of hard work to create it successfully. I thought that after their death, the music score might become as famous as Guangling San." It was such a pity that it was my last song, so I wanted to pass this music score down. Why don’t you, sister, take a look? Grandpa said that this music score is too difficult. If there is anyone in the world who can play this music score again, it’s probably only my sister. You're here." Qu Feiyan said, walking out and taking the music score from Green Bamboo Man's hand.
The woman hummed, the piano sounded, she tuned the strings, paused for a while, seemed to be replacing the broken strings, tuned the strings again, and started playing.
At first it was played the same as the Green Bamboo Weng, but later it turned higher and higher, and the music of the piano was as smooth as a rock, and it was easy to move up and down effortlessly.
This piece is sometimes impassioned and sometimes gentle and elegant. Although Zhao Mingyuan does not understand the music theory, he feels that although the tune played by Ren Yingying is the same as that played by Qu Yang, the meaning is very different.
The melody played by Ren Yingying was calm and to the point. Listening to it, one could only feel the beauty of the music, but not the passionate excitement played by Qu Yang. After playing for a long time, the melody of the piano gradually slowed down. It seemed that the music could not stop going away. It was like the person playing the piano had walked dozens of feet away, and then walked several miles away. The subtle sound was almost no longer audible.
Just when the sound of the piano seemed to have stopped, one or two extremely low and thin flute sounds sounded beside the sound of the piano. The sound of the flute gradually gets louder as it spins gracefully, as if the player is slowly approaching while blowing.
The sound of the flute is clear and beautiful. It is high and low, light and loud. When it is extremely low, after a few circles, it becomes low again. Although it is very low and very fine, every syllable is still clearly audible.
Gradually, there are occasional pearls jumping in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, and the complex sounds gradually increase. First it was like the splashing of a singing spring, and then it was like a group of flowers vying for beauty, clusters of flowers, interspersed with the chirping of birds, others chirping and me, gradually the birds left, the remaining spring flowers fell, but.
Hearing the sound of rain, it was a scene of desolation and chilling. The drizzle continued, if it was there or not, and finally everything was silent. The sound of the flute paused for a long time, and everyone woke up as if from a dream.
Although Zhao Mingyuan didn't understand music, he couldn't help but feel intoxicated. The Green Bamboo Man seemed to be in despair.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "This young lady is really clever. The last time I heard it was two people playing the piano and flute. One person played the piano and the other played the flute. They played "The Song of Swordsman", although the skills may not be comparable to the young lady's. Compared to this, it’s a two-person ensemble, which has a different flavor.”
Before he finished speaking, three clanking piano sounds came from the green bamboo bushes. Ren Yingying's voice was extremely low. It seemed that she could vaguely hear her saying: "Qin and Xiao ensemble, where can I find this in the world?" go alone?"
Qu Feiyan said: "Brother Zhao, do you want to learn to play the piano?"
Zhao Mingyuan knew Qu Feiyan's intentions and knew that she was determined to match him.
However, he didn't have such thoughts, so he said: "The two seniors gave me the music score that day, with the intention that this music would be passed down to future generations and not be forgotten. Just now I have been able to listen to this young lady's wonderful piano and flute skills, and I am deeply grateful for this. The music has met God, so I asked this lady to accept the music score, so that I can live up to the entrustment of the composer of this music and fulfill my wish. Therefore, my wish has been fulfilled, and I still hope to take good care of Feiyan. I still wish to take good care of Feiyan. If you have something important to do, I won’t bother you. I’d like to see Haihan.” After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Qu Feiyan ran out from inside, dragging his clothes and feet reluctantly, but had nothing to say.
Over there, Ren Yingying called the Green Bamboo Man in to explain a few words, then asked Zhao Mingyuan to stay for a while, and said that he had a thank you gift for him, so he hoped he wouldn't refuse.
Zhao Mingyuan thought about who they were. They must not want to owe anyone any favors. He just accepted them regardless of what they gave, so as not to get entangled. If you don't accept it, it would be bad for people to keep thinking about it.
After a while, the Green Bamboo Man came in and said: "Since the young hero has to go on a journey, I would like to give you a good horse to help with the journey. In addition, there is also a little dry food for the young hero to eat on the way. I hope you don't want it." decline."
Zhao Mingyuan thought for a while and did not refuse. After getting up and going out, he came to the yard and saw that Huo was a good horse. Looking at its tall body and smooth fur, even though Zhao Mingyuan didn't understand horses, he could tell that this horse was probably not worth much. Fei.
However, I guess it is only a drop in the bucket for a wealthy woman like Ren Yingying.
So Zhao Mingyuan did not refuse, got up and mounted his horse, saying: "The road is far away, we will meet again when we are destined." Then he patted the horse and drove away without any regret.
There were only three figures left, staring at his retreating back in silence.
