Jiang Shuo didn't understand the music. As soon as he heard the flute sound, he felt an overwhelming wave of invisible and immaterial internal force. As for the sadness in the flute sound, it didn't affect him deeply, so he immediately sat on the ground and exercised to resist. At this moment, seeing Dugu Xiang being enveloped by the emotions in the flute, he immediately reached out and held her hand, using his inner strength to help her stabilize her mind.
The flute player was facing him. When he saw what he was doing, he nodded to him. The flute sound continued in his mouth. Jiang Shuo's Yu Jue mental method was already well-established, and it was natural to resist the flute sound. Hu Shanghe was sitting alone. The facial muscles of the Khitan nobleman were beating, and they seemed to be unable to hold on.
At this moment, Dugu Wen suddenly opened his mouth and chanted: "
There are many miscellaneous trees in the atrium, most of which are plum trees.
When I asked you why I was alone, I thought that flowers could be made out of frost, and fruits could be made out of dew.
The spring breeze is swaying and the spring day is beautiful. My thoughts are scattered and chasing the wind, with only frost and no frost. "
What is said in the world is that Dugu Wen's internal strength is not high compared to his peerless Qinggong. In fact, his internal strength is also unmatched by ordinary masters. At this moment, he used his internal strength to spread this ancient Yuefu poem to everyone's ears, and everyone felt like they were struck by lightning. , my heart brightened, and my irritability suddenly disappeared. It turned out that except for Dugu Wen and Gao Bujie around him, everyone else had a vague understanding of the study of music. Listening to this piece of music, everyone felt sad but difficult to describe, and couldn't help but I thought about it over and over in my mind, but I couldn't find the right words to express this emotion. Unknowingly, I had fallen into a crazy state and it was difficult to escape.
The song "Plum Blossoms Fall" by the Southern Dynasty poet Bao Zhao that Dugu Wen recited was the correct interpretation of this flute music. Once it was explained, everyone thought: "It is indeed so!", and then they all felt relieved, and the inner demons naturally subsided, and their minds Clear and clear again.
When Dugu Wen was reciting the poem, the sound of the flute also followed the ups and downs of his tone, as if he was accompanying him. After Dugu Wen recited the poem, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped. The sound of the flute stopped too suddenly, as if As soon as the last word of Dugu Wen came out of his lips, he stopped immediately, without even a single syllable left. The sound of this person's flute is pushed by internal force. He suddenly stops playing, as if he suddenly stopped playing when the power is released. This is actually an extremely dangerous move. Not only is the flute player himself in danger of losing his energy, but he is also using his full strength to move the flute. Those who resisted seemed to punch with all their strength, but it was all in vain. Sure enough, the Khitan noble was the first to be unable to bear it, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Wow" sound. The others also felt a tightness in their chests, as if they had been hit by a hammer.
But the flute player flicked his sleeves easily and laughed loudly: "Brother Dugu, your kung fu has not improved much, but your study of music has improved a lot." Listening to this man's voice, it seems that he is still a young man, but he It was unbelievable to call the elderly Dugu Wen "brother". He played the flute with his hand and said, "I think you don't like sad music, so why don't I change it to a more cheerful one."
As he spoke, he didn't wait for anyone to answer, and just started playing again. Jiang Shuo also knew that the music played this time was "Good Spring" written by a contemporary saint. This flute music is widely circulated and has a simple and cheerful tune. It is exactly the same as "Liangzhou" played by Li Jie and Dugu Wen when they played the flute. They are different, but when the flute player plays, there is a power that directly touches people's hearts. Except for Jiang Shuo and Dugu Wen, everyone else looked happy. Although the six masked men in black could not see each other, they also looked at each other. His hands and feet twitched uncontrollably, as if they were about to dance to the sound of the flute at any moment.
This piece of music is superficial and easy to understand, and it would be useless for Dugu Wen to "drink it" - explaining the sadness can make people feel comforted and alleviate the sadness; pointing out the joy can only make people happier, but cannot Forbidden.
Hu Shang was the first to hold back. Not only was he already dancing with his hands, but he was about to stand up and dance. The two people behind him immediately used their palms to hold down his shoulders, preventing him from getting up. However, this Hu Shang was fat and physically strong. The two men in black had to exercise their skills to resist the intrusion of the flute, but gradually they could no longer suppress the Hu Shang. The man with purple gems between his eyebrows shouted: " Sun, Yuebo, come and help."
Upon seeing this, two men in black with yellow and red treasures inlaid on the armor behind the girl immediately stepped forward to hold Hu Shang's waist. However, Hu Shang was too fat and it was difficult to pin him down through the acupoints, and followed the flute. The sound became louder and louder, and the barbarian struggled even more desperately to get up. The man shouted again: "Luohu, Jidu, hold down the Lord's legs."
The twins with blue and emerald gems on their armor immediately jumped in front of Hu Shang, each holding his thigh with one hand.
, making him unable to get up. Only then did Jiang Shuo see clearly that the arms of these two men were like apes, much longer than ordinary people. People said that during the Three Kingdoms period, Liu Bei's hands were longer than his knees. Jiang Shuo always thought it was nonsense, but he found out today There really are people in the world who have such visions.
The four of them worked together to finally hold Hu Shang down. However, the smile on Hu Shang's face did not diminish. Holding him down was just a temporary solution, not the root cause. Moreover, the smile was extremely unnatural, and there was a hint of panic beneath the beating flesh. His expression, this mixture of joy and fear, was really weird.
The Khitan nobleman also had the same look, with an extremely ferocious smile, but he did not get up. Jiang Shuo was surprised by his concentration. You must know that he was the first to vomit blood, which shows that this Khitan nobleman is the worst in terms of internal strength. Of course Hu Shang may be worse than him, but he has six people to protect him, so he is safe for the time being. This Khitan nobleman can resist getting up alone.
Looking at Dugu Wen and Gao Bujie, they were still sitting hand in hand with their eyes closed. Their faces were calm, but thinking about it, their hearts were in turmoil and they were not as calm as they looked.
Jiang Shuo suddenly felt a slip in his hand, and Dugu Xiang broke free from his hand. He laughed loudly, jumped up and danced. Jiang Shuo was shocked, knowing that under the blowing of this magic sound, once he lost his guard, he would dance. The flute player will not be able to control himself. Unless the flute player stops, he will dance until exhaustion and death.
It was too late for him to catch Dugu Xiang, and he was desperate and wise at the critical moment. Picking up two stones on the ground and banging them against each other, Jiang Shuo couldn't understand the melody. The two stones jingled and jingled, completely out of tune. It was as if a urchin playing gongs and drums had rushed into the crowd of happy spring outings. It ruins the cheerful atmosphere created by the flute. As soon as the sound of striking stones came out, the smiles on the faces of Hu Shang and the Khitan nobles immediately faded. Dugu Xiang also froze on the spot and stopped dancing.
The flute player glanced at Jiang Shuo, and the tune in his mouth changed, and it became "Lingbo Song" with jumping syllables. The tune of "Lingbo Song" is like riding on the waves, leaping and moving, and it has a great sense of rhythm. Jiang Shuo Unknowingly, the action of hitting the rocks was in time with the sound of the flute, rising and falling with the flute player's flute, as if accompanying him.
By the time Jiang Shuo woke up, he had been playing the flute for a long time, and then saw Dugu Xiang using the footwork of a white tiger crossing the stars, jumping up and down in the valley. Jiang Shuo hurriedly held his breath and thought, forcing the beating flute sound out of his mind. The sound of hitting the stones became chaotic again. He felt particularly inadequate and sang at the top of his lungs the folk songs sung by the rural people he had heard in Nanling. Liqu, these tunes were hoarse and out of tune, and Jiang Shuo stretched out his tune and shouted wildly, which for a moment actually covered up the sound of the flute and tore the beating rhythm into pieces.
Dugu Xiang also stopped suddenly, but when she was a dozen steps away from Jiang Shuo, she looked at Jiang Shuo and said, "Brother Shuo, why are you walking so far?" She had lost her mind just now, and she didn't know what she was doing. As for running away, it was Jiang Shuo who ran away.
At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped. Jiang Shuo jumped over, firmly held Dugu Xiang's hand and said, "You can't run around anymore."
Dugu Xiang looked at him in confusion and said, "I didn't..."
The flute player said: "Young friend Jiang, you are very good. You have such inner strength and insight at a young age... very good..." But his face was sallow and expressionless, and there was no sign of approval at all.
Jiang Shuo knew that he was wearing a human skin mask. He had seen Li Zhuer wearing this kind of mask, and he was convinced that the flute player had a close relationship with Li Zhuer. He called Dugu Wen his brother, and he knew Regarding his seniority, he blurted out: "Senior, is he Beimingzi?"
The flute player did not answer, but said: "Brother Dugu, I will play the last song again, please appreciate it."
Dugu Wen snorted and said, "If it's still this kind of children's playful tune, there's no need to play it anymore."
The flute player laughed and said, without refuting, he started playing again, this time it was a tune from "Yan Ge Xing". "Yan Ge Xing" was composed by Cao Pi and Cao Zihuan, the third son of Jian'an. It's a title for autumn, but the flute player plays it with an impassioned tone. .
Dugu Wen listened for a moment and understood what he meant. He stood up and sang to the sound of the flute, saying: "
The smoke and dust of the Han family are in the northeast, and the Han generals will resign and destroy their families.
A man's self-respect is rampant, but the emperor gives him great honor.
I beat the drum with gold and went down to Yuguan, and the jingle meandered among the Jieshi.
The captain's feather book flies into the vast sea, and the Chan Yu's hunting fire shines on Langshan Mountain. "
Jiang Shuo had no interest in the music, but he was inspired when he heard the poem. He said, "Good poem. Even though the music is a bit sad, the poem is full of the generosity of a man and his husband."
The flute player smiled and said: "Don't be busy, it's not over yet..." He changed his breath and continued to play, and Dugu Wen also continued singing: "
The mountains and rivers are desolate and borderless, and the barbarian cavalry and the mausoleum are mixed with wind and rain.
The warriors are half dead in front of the army, but the beauties are still singing and dancing under the tent.
The desert is poor and the grass is blocked in autumn, and the lonely city is sparse in battle at sunset.
When encountering kindness, one always underestimates the enemy, and even though one has exhausted all his strength, he has not yet cleared the siege. "
Jiang Shuo heard this and said angrily: "The soldiers fought hard and died, but the general is arrogant and underestimates the enemy. It is really annoying!"
This time the flute player did not answer, but just nodded to Jiang Shuo. He walked on the rock, and Dugu Wen also walked around the rock. The two of them continued to play and sing, and Dugu Wen sang: "
The iron robes have been guarding for a long time, and the jade chopsticks should be heard after parting.
The young woman in the south of the city wants to have her heart broken, and the conscript Ji Beikong looks back.
The floating sound in the side court can be saved, but there is no such thing as the pale yellow in the extreme area.
The murderous spirit forms clouds at three o'clock, and the cold sound spreads all night long. "
The flute player walked in a circle on the rock, and Dugu Wen also made a circle. Although the circle was much larger than his, there was no sense of rush.
Jiang Shuo lamented: "In ancient times, the people suffered only from the hardships of war, but the soldiers knew there was no hope, but they still died generously, which is really admirable."
However, Dugu Wen suddenly came up to him and took his hand. It turned out that Jiang Shuo had unknowingly taken out the sword from its case, holding Xiang'er in one hand and dancing with the sword in the other.
Dugu Wen pushed and pushed, thrust the long sword in Jiang Shuo's hand into the soil, and at the same time roared at the top of his lungs: "
Looking at each other, there is a lot of white blades and snow, but I never care about Xun's death.
You have not seen the hardships of fighting on the battlefield, but I still remember General Li. "
