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Chapter 185 Listening to the piano under the moon in the mountains and realizing Lei Jin(1/2)

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Teacher Che: "Ah, that, Guan Ren, you are really not dead."

I said, "Teacher Che. Don't worry, I am a human, not a ghost, I am really not dead."

Teacher Che: "I scared me, scared me. I thought you were dead. So, I might as well go back and pick you up."

I looked around and for some reason, I felt a vague feeling of staying on this mountain for a while. So I said to Teacher Che: "Teacher Che, you are old and you are inconvenient in your health. You should go back to Nanchang first. Then, don't worry about me, go back to the past, I will take time to go to Shanghai to thank you in person."

Teacher Che: "No, no, it's better if you haven't died. It's better if you haven't died. It's better if you haven't died. OK, you go down the mountain first, and then you don't know the way. Do you have that Google Map? It's installed on your phone."

I solemnly said: "Teacher Che. I use good deeds."

Teacher Che: "Okay, just know, just know, then see you again."

I said, "Goodbye teacher."

In this way, I ended the call with Teacher Che.

In fact, no matter what, Teacher Che’s theory is indeed awesome.

However, after all, he is a civilian in the market. The first thing he thinks of when encountering problems is his wealth, reputation, and other things.

So I don't blame him for throwing it away, "I was killed by lightning," and ran away alone. Instead, I want to thank him.

I don’t know if I didn’t eat the legendary thunder qi this time. But during that period, I resonated with the thunder and the feeling of coexistence was really satisfying.

I don’t think about it too much, and the moon is coming out now.

I heard the sound of insects and watched the fields with the moonlight. I saw fog rising from the mountain, reflecting the wonderful scenery around Longhu Mountain, which actually made people feel like they were in a foreign fairyland.

I walked among the mountains and walked step by step along the downhill road.

It took six or seven minutes to go.

Suddenly, I felt inexplicably dry and wanted to find some water to drink it immediately.

No, I drank a lot of water when I went up the mountain.

When I arrived on the mountain, I didn’t do any strenuous exercise and didn’t sweat. Why did I suddenly want to drink water?

It's just strange.

Sure

Suddenly I heard a clear sound of the piano in my ears.

Guqin?

Who is playing the guqin on this mountain?

I looked up and found that there was a layer of white mist covered with all over.

I couldn't see anyone, I only heard the sad and sad sound of the guqin. It made me feel a faint sadness and sadness in my ears.

I feel familiar with this piano piece.

Yes, this is 'Guangling San'.

Qiye said that Guanglingsan is not the music that belongs to this world.

Senior Ji Kang who played this song said that one night he played the piano alone and then moved an unknown living body. Then, the unknown living body passed on a song called Guangling San.

Qiye said that few people can pop up the Guangling San.

Because it requires extremely high internal skills, which can fill all your mind into the strings. When you gently pluck it, the sound it makes can only be heard by ordinary people. And those tail sounds, tremolo, etc. with extremely low Hertz frequency are not something that ordinary people can hear.

Qiye said that it is similar to Guangling San, Journey to the West, and some works of art passed down from generation to generation.

The contents contain endless secrets. Some monks will try to untie what is inside for the rest of their lives.

As for Master Qi, he also loves this and studies it from time to time.

I am a martial arts practitioner, and there are not so many artistic cells. But when I heard this Guangling San tonight, I knew that the other party was a master.

Because I didn't know why, I stood there all of a sudden.

Then, looking up, I saw a bright moon.

The bright moon's light is particularly gentle. It shines on me, and I seem to be in an indescribable and unexplained energy aura.

It is neither hot nor cool, and it is warm and moist.

So, I suddenly became no longer thirsty.

Not only is it not thirsty, but the mouth secretes a lot of saliva.

That's it, I listened for more than ten minutes.

The song suddenly got a beat.

There was silence again everywhere.

I calmed down and knew that something was wrong with my body just now. This was a master who used the piano to help me regulate my body in the dark.

So I clasped my fists and said, "Senior, I am Guan Ren, thank you for giving me a piano piece, thank you!"

"oh?"

Suddenly, someone whispered in doubt behind a cloud of fog not far away.

I caught the source of the sound and hurriedly walked closer. When I took the moonlight, I saw a large flat stone under a tree. An elderly man sitting cross-legged behind the stone, smiling.

And on the stone, there was a guqin with a burnt tail.

Why is the tail of this guqin still burnt?

I was puzzled and looked at the elderly.

His appearance and temperament are pretty good.

In addition, he wore a very ordinary silver-gray outdoor short coat, and his hair was shaved with a small round head. He looked a bit like a mountain man, but his temperament was not as rustic as that. In short, he looked very elegant.

When the old man saw me, he smiled.

"This kid, were you talking to me just now?"

I solemnly said, "Yes, thank you for giving me a song."

The old man smiled: "I'm so embarrassed. I came up the mountain to look for horses. The horse I raise often listens to my piano. So, as soon as I play it, it will find me along the sound of the piano. Today, I have been hitting thunder for a day during the day, which shocked the horse. It ran out and walked around. I was worried that it would go to a cliff and the valley would fall again, so I played the piano to lead it back."

I heard the old man's words.

I thought to myself, the old man’s words are mysterious!

Many outsiders like to say some mysterious words.

This is not to say that people like to talk about it or what. How can I say this? While talking about it, it will resonate with the other party’s aura. Then I will go deeper and analyze it, and then you can gain something in the end.

If it is to be honest.

Just like listening to a class, it is estimated that few people can repeat what our teachers said in class in college and high school.

Too straightforward, I really can't remember it.

Twisting, although it is laborious, but you can remember it.

The horse that the old man just mentioned should refer to my "mind".

I held my fist at the old man

The old man smiled.

Finally, he motioned me to sit down.

I sat next to him.

The old man said: "Drink wine?"

I said, "Senior, I have always been practicing martial arts and rarely drink."

The old man: "I brewed Baihua wine with my own private brew, and there is no degree of degree. There is also a pack of peanuts I brought from Chengdu. Drink it, I will play the piano for you?"

I thought to myself, wouldn’t such a good thing be happy?

So he agreed and sat next to him.

The old man indeed took a small jar of wine and took a pack of peanuts.

I took it and smelled the wine. The strong fragrance of flowers made me feel comfortable all over. Bujiji.

Peanuts are also good, not at all trendy, crispy, crispy.

I took a sip of wine and tasted the fragrance that rushed into my nose. At this time, the old man said, "What kind of music do you like to listen to?"

I remembered the songs I often listened to at Qiye’s house. So I said, “Prepare the geese from the sand and fall into the sand.”

The old man smiled. He soothed his fingers, put them on the strings, and moved them gently. The cold, round, and high-pitched sound of the piano sounded in my ears.

I listened, and listened, the piano sound was combined with the power of alcohol and melted in my body.

Every pore in the body is opened, and I breathe the fresh air of Longhu Mountain.
To be continued...
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