Seven Shows Chapter 48: Bihai Chaosheng
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Yuan Suiyun has a beautiful appearance, a gentle smile, and a family background. This seems to be similar to Huamanlou, but compared with the original family, the wealth of the Hua family is far better than the original family, but the background is slightly insufficient. Therefore, between Yuan Suiyun's gestures and gestures, he always carried a bit of arrogance. As for Huamanlou, because his eyes were hurt since he was a child, and his brother was standing on it, the Hua family never restrained him. He was more casual than his temperament.
But they have one thing in common. They don't feel complacent or look down on others because of their identity. Treat people and things peacefully and courteously, so that people can't find the slightest mistake. Anyone would be willing to make friends with such a person, and anyone would like such a person. Of course, Lu Xiaofeng would not be that exception.
Lu Xiaofeng is not a perfect person. On the contrary, he has many shortcomings. These shortcomings are countless for three days and three nights.
But he has a friend like Huamanlou, and now he knows Yuan Suiyun again. In Lu Xiaofeng's view, these two friends, the new and the old, are undoubtedly perfect. They couldn't be more perfect. No one could say anything when their critical gaze fell on them. If kindness can be regarded as a shortcoming, there is only this shortcoming that can be found in them.
But kindness is never a shortcoming, and it is even more valuable in this **** rivers and lakes, and should be cherished in the first place. Lu Xiaofeng is very happy that he can make two friends like this. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a friend, Ximen Chuuxue, who was still in a critical condition and life or death was uncertain, Lu Xiaofeng could jump up happily.
Therefore, pretending to be a sigh, when someone else does it, it will make Lu Xiaofeng feel that he is pretending to be, but Yuan Suiyun does it, but it is as natural as it is. There is nothing deliberate about it, and it will only be replaced. He was anxious. Therefore, when Lu Xiaofeng saw Yuan Suiyun embarrassed, he was really caught.
Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng is still a bit sane, knows the proper measure, and did not pack a ticket to help him solve it, just ask: "I wonder if you are looking for Ye Gucheng, what's the matter?"
Yuan Suiyun shook his head. He smiled and said, "There is nothing urgent." His voice and tone of voice were very calm. When he changed to others, it seemed that they were only first seeing each other. Knowing, not familiar with each other, in order not to talk shallowly, never ask more.
But Lu Xiaofeng is different. Lu Xiaofeng's kind of suspicious nature, that he would not want to do anything but want to get involved, was destined to feel something from it, so even though he didn't ask any more, he kept thinking about it in his heart. Although Ye Gucheng was in a coma, the butler was still there, and it didn't take much effort to pass on a message for Yuan Suiyun.
Yuan Suiyun's mouth curled up, and he met Huamanlou's eyes unabashedly. Why, both are blind, Huamanlou can develop such a flawless temperament, but he must be immersed in the boundless darkness and emptiness, waiting to be burned by the light? God, why should it be so unfair?
If they did see it, they would find that this arc was very weird, revealing an indescribable coolness, and it definitely shouldn't be the look that the legendary original young villager should have. The excitement of walking on the steel wire made the blood in Yuan Suiyun's body seem to burn.
It's a pity that Huamanlou is just as blind as him, it's impossible to see it. As for Lu Xiaofeng, who had long eyes, it was impossible to see because of the angle.
Yuan Suiyun smiled and said: "I made two friends today, and there is nothing to know about. If you don't dislike it, I will play a song for both of you."
Huamanlou said: "I have a blessed ear today."
Although Lu Xiaofeng is not an elegant person, he is also willing to listen to the piano of the well-known original young village owner, and agrees: "Hua Man Lou is extremely speaking, I just listened with respect."
Yuan Suiyun gave a light high-five.
As the young master of Wuzheng Mountain Villa, he naturally could not have come alone. Soon, a servant came in and bowed to listen to instructions.
After listening to Yuan Suiyun's order, it didn't take long for him to carry a guqin.
Yuan Suiyun sat at the table, plucked the strings, and said: "Playing the piano is a matter of elegance. You should be bathing and burning incense to show your sincerity. At this time, the inconvenience can only be saved temporarily."
After that, ten fingers flicked, and a quiet sound of the piano came out.
It is said that the piano is born from the heart, but the sound of Yuan Suiyun’s piano is extremely beautiful and quiet, as if it makes people break into the mountains and forests, for a while, away from the noise of the world. It seemed that he should have been a leisurely hermit. He didn't want to participate in world affairs. He just accidentally entered the rivers and lakes and couldn't get out.
Hua Manlou smiled, immersed in the sound of the piano. Although he was blind, he saw too much in the sound of the piano. The beautiful sound of the piano made his heart calm down all of a sudden.
Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes unknowingly. At this moment, he would rather be a blind man. In the blind man's ears, the sound of the piano should be more beautiful. He suddenly remembered the sound of Jiang Li's piano he had heard before, and found that there was no comparison at all. Both are beautiful, and they can't be distinguished casually.
Yuan Suiyun looked calm, but his heart was completely opposite to what he showed. The quieter the piano sound, the more restless in his heart, as if the stormy waves will pick someone to eat at any time. Extremely static and extremely dynamic, showing extreme disharmony. Under such circumstances, restraining oneself is really a very challenging thing for him.
The song was about to end, and at this moment, there was a high-pitched flute.
Originally, the flute sound should be low and tactful, but the flute sound at this time is uncharacteristic and extremely high-pitched.
The sound of the original Yun Qin outlines a lush green, a forest, and the sound of this man's flute depicts Miao Miao, the blue and vast sea.
The monthly tide rises, and the moon ebb tide is low. The waves are continuous, ups and downs.
Yuan Suiyun seemed to have aroused interest. Since ancient times, fighting music has been a matter of elegance and popularity. He smiled slightly, turned his fingertips, and started to bounce back at the end. There are often palindrome poems, but this time of Wenle is more difficult than palindrome poems, it is the first time.
Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback and opened his eyes suddenly.
The sound of the piano and the flute are entangled, but they are not messy at all. On the contrary, they are a double enjoyment of beauty.
Yuan Suiyun met his opponent on the sound channel for the first time, and his face was slightly moved. He was originally engaged in intelligence work, and the intelligence he has now is out of date. Unexpectedly, Baiyun City Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, in addition to Ye Gucheng, a peerless swordsman, actually has peerless musicians. Moreover, this musician must not be weak in kung fu, and the depth of his internal strength will never be under him.
The sound of the flute is still rising, as if breaking through obstacles, and about to go straight into the sky, he seems to insist on telling the victory and defeat, rather than dancing with the sound of the piano. The people who were immersed in the beautiful music at this time only feel that their heartbeat is like a drumbeat, following the rhythm of the flute. It is as if the waves are beating against the rocks, as if the sun is rising above the sea, faster and faster.
According to this, we know that the master of Xiaosheng, together with Xiaoyi, has reached the perfection, and can be called a master of the generation. However, although the master's skill is good, the tune is intermittent, even with occasional repetitions. It can be seen that it has not been completed, it is only a semi-finished product, and may even be created on-site. After all, this song is about the sea, and it is about Baiyun City on the sea.
If it is a complete tune, I am afraid that the power will be doubled, and now these people can carry it down, but also thanks to the unfinished blessing of the tune.
Hua Manlou's expression has also changed. His perception of the rhythm is still higher than that of Lu Xiaofeng, and he is the first to react. If the master of Xiaosheng is allowed to continue, they will not be afraid of those who are deep in martial arts. , But ordinary people can't bear the Xiaoyin mixed with internal forces.
Yuan Suiyun also moved. If it's just a better skill, he will naturally lose, and it's just that his skills are not as good as others, so he doesn't care much. But since the opponent's eagerness to win is so serious that it will even affect the nearby people, the original young owner of the "good-hearted" is naturally impossible to ignore.
His piano sound becomes low and low, and as high as the flute is, his piano sound is as low as possible. The sound is extremely thin and low, but it is extremely penetrating, and it is not inferior to the sound of Xiao. Even the flute sound is enough to excite the deaf, but it can't suppress the original Suiyun's piano sound. He stood so stubbornly.
Use softness to overcome strength, and use weakness to overcome strength.
The sound of Xiaosheng is about the vast ocean and rough waves, but what Yuan Suiyun is talking about at this time is an ice lake. It's like ice and snow, like jade.
Like resentment like admiration, like crying like complaint.
As long as you can do whatever you can underwater, you won't be able to break this layer of lake ice.
People who were originally affected by the sound of the flute, hearing this long whisper, only felt that they gradually got rid of the influence of the flute, and their heartbeat returned to normal. But before they had time to breathe a sigh of relief and pat their chest, the situation changed again.
"Huh!"
There was a cold hum from a man from nowhere. The Xiaoyin master seemed unwilling to let Yuan Suiyun gain the upper hand, and the sound of the Xiaoyin changed again!
At this time, the flute sound has a higher tone, just as the Yellow River falls a thousand miles, every note is full of joy, as if it is a fleeting wave. Every burst of notes seems to make people dazzle and tinnitus. This has reached a new level, and under the stimulation of Yuan Suiyun, this song is completely completed!
It turns out that he hasn't tried his best just now, just trying.
The peach blossom shadow falls and flies the sword, and the blue sea is born with the jade flute.
This is naturally the Bihai Chaosheng Music, and the person who plays the music is naturally the Master Huang Yaoshi of Taohua Island.
Yao Master Huang smiled long and said: "Thanks to your Excellency, I can realize this Bihai Chaosheng Song. Now, please advise!"
Yuan Suiyun replied: "I should be with you!"
The sound of the piano is still the same, and the sound of the flute is still the same, and they have started a new round of confrontation.
Lu Xiaofeng frowned. He wanted to say something. At this time, there are so many people out there. If you don't stop the competition, I'm afraid it's wrong.
At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng saw Yuan Suiyun's anomaly. Yuan Suiyun's forehead kept coming out of fine sweat, from the original ruddy to the pale white now. The two of them put in too much internal energy during the competition. At this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger. The side who stopped first had only one result, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
Yuan Suiyun had no choice, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng was left in a hurry.
At this moment, a third voice suddenly appeared.
It was a very beautiful sound.
It is neither rush nor slow, neither high nor low, but at the most appropriate time, it blends into the confrontation between the two.
"It should be enough." Jiang Li said lightly.