Everyone happened to come to "Gushan Village". Gushan Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side. The mountains are lush and green. It is the only village within hundreds of miles. This place is remote and has mountains except mountains, but it is blessed with nature.
Everyone came to this village and asked the people about the "evil ghost in Dugu". Many people gathered around, and the people became pale when they talked about the "ghost". Rumors about the evil ghost have also spread in recent days. People said that Dugu is a good place with beautiful scenery. It is said that the evil ghost in the valley has good music. Basically, the villagers passing there can hear the continuous sound of the piano like the mountains and flowing water. If you don't go to the depths of Dugu, there is no need to worry.
But until nine days ago, a man named Li Dazhuang in the village disappeared mysteriously when he went to cut firewood around Nadugu. and hatchet.
Until twenty miles away from Nadu Valley, a basket and a hatchet were found.
Li Dazhuang had three friends, so they went to the depths of Dugu to look for the person, but there was no news from them.
Only then did word spread about the Dugu evil ghost. Unexpectedly, the news spread faster and faster, even reaching counties and cities hundreds of miles away.
A few days later, three martial arts warriors came and said that they wanted to do justice for heaven, but the people could not persuade them. What's the final result? The one who went to Sanguiyi and came back was still crazy.
After listening to the explanations of the people, everyone felt incredible and shocked.
A very conspicuous man slowly walked out from the crowd. The man was shirtless and had disheveled hair. He was about the age of a young man. He looked quite handsome, but his eyes were dull.
Zhu Shun turned his head and looked at the man, and the man smirked at Zhu Shun.
The people explained to Zhu Shun that this man was originally a martial artist, and he was the one who escaped from the valley and went crazy.
Everyone said goodbye to the people and left the village. They wanted to see what kind of place this Dugu was?
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In the north of Gushan Ridge, everyone climbed up the mountainside and looked into the distance. They saw undulating mountains, rivers flowing in the canyons, and beautiful mountains and clear waters. Several eagles are flying freely and majestically.
Wen Kui's face was filled with joy and he smiled:
"The dangerous terrain is rugged and deep, with moss marks and lush green forests."
Wei Jianchao said:
"Okay, Brother Wen is very talented in literature."
Zhu Shun's face was filled with joy and he said:
"What a beautiful place with rolling hills, canyons and rivers."
Xu Shanchao said:
"Such a beautiful place."
A melodious sound of the guqin mixed with the gentle breeze gently reached everyone's ears. The wonderful sound of the piano seems far away, unreachable, and yet very close, lingering in my ears.
Everyone listened carefully to the lingering sound of the piano and marveled.
Wen Kui said:
"Who is playing the music?"
Zhu Shun said:
"It's like high mountains and flowing water! The sound of the piano is so beautiful."
Everyone walked towards the direction where the sound of the piano came from.
Beside a cliff, at the bottom of a pine tree, everyone saw a man in blue sitting cross-legged on a boulder, playing the guqin, and the sound of the waterfall was majestic. His jade hands were frivolous, and his jade fingers could be seen playing fast on the strings.
The deep sound of the guqin seems to be gently telling the past that no one listens to in the silence.
Looking down from the cliff, the setting sun illuminates thousands of miles of mountains in red. Looking down at the soaring eagle, the eagle is circling at everyone's feet.
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Wen Kui slowly walked up to the man and marveled:
"The so-called lingering sound is nowhere to be found."
The man in blue stopped playing and turned to look at Wen Kui, looking very excited. He smiled and said:
"Do you also know Qin?"
Wen Kui touched his beard and joked:
"Do you think a rough guy like me knows how to play the piano?"
The man stood up and said:
"People should not be judged by their appearance. Maybe you are an expert."
Wen Kui smiled and said:
"This man is really good at talking, but I really don't understand. I just think it sounds good."
The man was a little disappointed and said:
"That's it."
Zhu Shun walked over slowly and said:
"Although I don't understand Qin, I can feel that you are telling a story."
Wen Kui gave a thumbs up and said:
"Brother Zhu is right. I also feel that this dear friend is telling a story."
The man in blue looked at everyone, bowed and saluted, and said:
"My dear Dugu Shuo, thank you all for listening carefully to this song."
Everyone clasped their fists in return, and Wen Kui said:
"My dear, you are polite."
Zhu Shun asked:
"Can this dear friend tell us what this is?"
The man named Dugu Shuo was in a trance at first, then overjoyed, and asked:
"It's not easy to explain. I'll play it again and feel it for myself."
Zhu Shun smiled broadly, cupped his fists and said:
"Thank you, my dear brother."
Dugu Shuo was full of smiles, continued to sit at the piano, and continued to play the score just now.
The quaint feeling of the piano makes people feel overwhelmed, and there is also an indescribable sense of loneliness.
The breeze blows, and the strings played by the guqin whisper, like a sadness that cannot be said. The broken butterfly shadow dances a permanent farewell, as if to remind that the best things are in the past, and the majestic majesty in the distance is The cry of the eagle responds to whose loneliness.
On the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, the breeze was blowing the robe of the man in blue. The man played the guqin, seemingly telling a story. The four listeners listened carefully to the music from the sky. Everyone was full of joy. With sad faces, I wonder if the sound of the piano touched their hearts?
When Dugu Shuo finished playing, he murmured to himself:
"If you want to tell Yao Qin your thoughts, you have few close friends."
Wen Kui said:
"It's like listening to fairy music and my ears are temporarily enlightened."
Zhu Shun walked slowly to Dugu Shuo. He sat next to Dugu Shuo and said:
"I feel an indescribable sense of loneliness. Is there a story behind this song?"
Dugu Shuo smiled and said:
"Nothing, just thinking about an old friend I haven't seen for many years."
After Dugu Shuo finished speaking, his expression changed slightly and became a little depressed. He didn't know how much influence that old friend had on him.
Dugu Shuo looked at Zhu Shun and asked:
"Why are you here?"
Zhu Shun replied:
"The people at the foot of the mountain say that there is an evil spirit in Dugu. Several people who passed by this place have disappeared. We happened to pass by this place and wanted to help them check it out."
Dugu Shuo smiled and said:
"Is that so? Haha~ Do you want to eliminate harm for the people?"
Zhu Shun threw the wine gourd on his waist to Dugu Shuo, who caught it in his hand. Zhu Shun said:
"Brother Dugu, let me buy you a drink."
Dugu Shuo said with a smile on his face:
"Thank you brother."
Zhu Shun nodded and said:
"You're welcome, just treat him as my brother."
Zhu Shun answered Dugu Shuo's question just now, he said:
"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. We just want to see if this Dugu is really as mysterious as the rumors say."
Dugu Shuo took a sip of wine and said:
"Actually, this Dugu is not as mysterious as the rumors say. Those missing people may not want to leave."
Zhu Shun was a little confused and asked:
"Maybe Brother Dugu is very familiar with this Dugu."
Dugu Shuo replied:
"I've been here for many years. You can rest assured. It's not as mysterious as the rumors say."
Dugu Shuo said again:
"People are very curious, and they like to hear such things that are false, and they are willing to take them seriously. Everyone is willing to speak more perfectly about what they hear, and he can make up for any imperfections. , so the more rumors spread, the more mysterious it becomes.”
Zhu Shun nodded and said:
"I also think it's a bit mysterious. This principle is similar to that of interacting with others. Some people like to talk behind their backs. Maybe two people are just like each other, but some third party appears and says that this person is not good, this and that, even if the relationship was good before, When you get older, you still feel a sense of resistance, isn’t that true?”
Dugu Shuo threw the wine gourd to Zhu Shun and said:
"Brother Zhu is right, so what you hear is false and what you see is belief. Just as you said. We have to interact with certain people more. After we interact for a long time, we will have a general understanding. It doesn't matter what others say about this person. , just know it yourself.”
On the edge of the cliff, at the bottom of the pine tree, on the boulder, Zhu Shun and Dugu Shuo burst out laughing.
Wei Jianchao and Xu Shanchao sat opposite each other. Wei Jianchao scratched his head and said:
"Old Xu, why did Shun Shui and Dugu Shuo have so much fun talking to each other?"
Xu Shanchao replied:
"Lao Zhu is talking to him about big things."
Wen Kui walked up to Wei Jianchao, patted Wei Jianchao on the shoulder and said:
"This scene is not bad. Let Brother Zhu chat with him first. The three of us will chat for a while."
Dugu Shuo asked Zhu Shun a question:
"Why do you think it is so difficult to pass on the quintessence of Chinese culture from the Central Plains? They are all things left by our ancestors, so why can't most of them be passed down? Why is traditional culture slowly disappearing? What should we do?"
Zhu Shun thought for a long time and replied:
"Nowadays, most people take a few taels of broken silver too seriously. Revitalizing the national quintessence is not what we are calling for! We need inheritors. Why doesn't the emperor give some national quintessence room to survive?"
Dugu Shuo nodded, very satisfied with this answer.
An eagle flew on Dugu Shuo's shoulder in the sky, holding a piece of paper in its talons. Dugu Shuo looked at it with a serious expression, put away the paper, picked up the guqin, bowed and said goodbye, Dugu Shuo said:
"Brother Zhu, I'm going to take the first step. Let's meet in Dugu. I hope you have a good time in Dugu."
Everyone returned the courtesy, only to see Dugu Shuo leaping down the waterfall and disappearing.
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[Today I watched Teacher He Saifei’s video and I was thoughtful.
The country must vigorously support the promotion of traditional culture and folk opera and art. The quintessence of the Chinese nation and folk art can make people's lives better! 】
