Tour the world of martial arts

Chapter 9 Ren Yingying

Soon the two came to Luoyang City.Qu Feiyan seemed to have been here before and was quite familiar with it, so he walked forward with ease.

After passing through 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.Presumably this is the Green Bamboo Lane.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the alley, they heard the sound of a jingle. Someone was playing the zither. The alley was cool and quiet, as if it was a different world from Luoyang City outside.

At this moment, with a bang, a string of the qin was suddenly cut off, and the sound of the qin also stopped.

An old voice said: "I don't know what to teach you, the honored guest is in vain."

Qu Feiyan replied: "Grandpa Zhu is me, I am Feiyan!"

"So it's Feiyan." An old man came out from the small house on the right, and said with a smile, "Come in soon."

Zhao Mingyuan saw that the Green Bamboo Old Man was slightly hunched, with sparse hair on the top of his head, big hands and big feet, but he was very energetic, so he immediately bowed and saluted, and said: "Junior Zhao Mingyuan, pay my respects to senior."

The Green Bamboo Man chuckled and said: "Old man is only a few years older, so you don't need to be polite, please come in, please come in!"

Zhao Mingyuan followed him into the hut, and saw the tables, chairs and couches, all of which were made of bamboo. There was a picture of ink bamboo hanging on the wall.There is a Yaoqin and a Dongxiao 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 who lives here must be an elegant person.

Relying on one's own strength, keeping aloof from the world, and making friends with Qin Xiao is indeed an ideal life that one yearns for.

The turmoil in the rivers and lakes is sinister, but the Green Bamboo Lane seems to be a paradise, and the green bamboo man in the alley is a hermit who escapes the world and avoids chaos.

This is the elegance of the ancients, and this is the life I want to live, instead of rushing up and down every day to practice martial arts and swords like myself.

It's a pity that I've been working so hard, and it's not time for me to rest yet.

It may be a little self-confident to say that your ambitions are not rewarded, but your goals are indeed more than [-]% of the people in the arena, and you still need to work hard.

"Young man, let's rest here and taste the new tea from our house." The Green Bamboo Man turned to Qu Feiyan and said, "My aunt is waiting for you inside, you go." Qu Feiyan quickly ran in.

Zhao Mingyuan looked up and saw that there seemed to be a person sitting inside, but he couldn't see clearly through the bamboo curtain.Qu Feiyan threw herself into the man's arms and cried out loudly, "Wow! My grandpa is gone. 555"

Immediately, I heard a low voice of comfort from inside.

Naturally, Zhao Mingyuan would not be misled by Lu Zhuweng's aunt, and knew that the person sitting inside was Ren Yingying, the saintess of the Sun Moon God Sect.It can be imagined just by the appearance and voice, she must be a stunning beauty, it seems that this heroine must be extraordinary.

However, Zhao Mingyuan doesn't have any special mentality towards the heroine like other traversers. After all, he knows a truth that is universal in the world: women are troublesome.The prettier the woman, the bigger the trouble.

And the troubles caused by a beauty like Ren Yingying are almost the best in the world.

Let's see what the protagonist Linghu Chong did in the original book: to save Ren Woxing, evil spirits and outsiders gathered to attack Shaolin Temple, besieging and killing the world's number one Dongfang Bubai.

One by one, one by one, which is not a matter of death if a slight mistake is made, if it is not for the halo of the protagonist, Linghu Chong would have died several times.

It's better to leave these matters to Linghu Chong, Zhao Mingyuan dare not provoke this kind of woman.

If you really provoke him, it would not be beautiful to have worries when you complete the task and leave this world.

Besides, there are countless beauties in the heavens and myriad realms, why should I give up the whole forest for a single tree?

It's better to complete the task earlier and become number one in the world, more and better beauties are waiting for me!
Just as Zhao Mingyuan was thinking, a voice came from inside the bamboo curtain, but it was Ren Yingying who saved Qu Feiyan's life and sent her to Luoyang safely, expressing her gratitude to herself.

Zhao Mingyuan said that Qu Feiyan and his grandfather rescued his elder brother Linghu Chong, how could the Huashan faction not reciprocate.It's just that senior brother Linghu Chong is injured and can't send him off, so I'm just doing it for my junior brother.

What's more, when the road is rough, it is our duty to draw swords and help people in the world.Naturally, he couldn't see Qu Feiyan being killed like this, but he couldn't afford to be grateful.

Then, Zhao Mingyuan said that when he came here just now, he heard the sound of a piano, 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 there late before and didn't hear the whole piece.

As he spoke, he took out the Xiaoao Jianghu sheet music from his bosom, and handed it to Lvzhuweng.

The green bamboo man heard that it was a music score, so he stretched out his hand to take it.He opened the piano score and glanced at it, and the Green Bamboo Weng let out a "huh" and said: "This piano score is so weird, it's hard to understand." Then he took out a Jiaowei Tongqin, and then only the sound of the piano could be heard. , Elegant and pleasant.

Not long after, the sound of the qin suddenly increased, louder and louder, and the sound was extremely sharp. With a bang, a string broke, and after a few higher notes, with a bang, another string broke. .

The green bamboo man said: "I'll try this flute score again." Then he took out a tube of purple bamboo flute and played it. At first, it was melodious and charming, but then the sound of the flute became lower and lower, and it was almost inaudible. The sound of the flute became hoarse, and the waves were very unpleasant.

The Green Bamboo Man sighed, and said: "How can such a bass sound be played? These piano scores and Xiao scores must be fake, but the composer is playing tricks and joking with others. I will carefully study and deliberate."

Zhao Mingyuan said: "How can this be fake? It was created by Qu Feiyan's grandfather, Qu Yang, and his best friend. We have heard them play a piece together with our own ears. How could it be fake?"

Qu Feiyan also chimed in and said, "Of course it's true. It took many years of hard work for my grandfather and Uncle Liu to create it together. I think that after their deaths, the score may also become a masterpiece like Guangling San." It’s such a pity that the swan song is too bad, so I want to pass this score down. Why don’t you take a look at it, my grandpa said that the score is too difficult. If there is anyone in the world who can play this score again, it’s probably only my sister. You." Qu Feiyan said as he walked out, and took the score from the Green Bamboo Weng.

The woman hummed, the piano sounded, she tuned the strings, paused for a while, as if she was replacing the broken strings, adjusted the strings again, and started playing.

At the beginning, the playing was the same as that of the Green Bamboo Weng, but later it turned higher and higher, and the qin rhyme was as dangerous as a rock, and it turned up effortlessly.

This piece is sometimes impassioned, sometimes gentle and elegant, although Zhao Mingyuan doesn't 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 quite different.

The melody played by Ren Yingying is calm and upright, making people feel the beauty of the music, but without the excitement of Qu Yang's performance.After playing for a long time, the rhythm of the qin gradually slowed down, as if the music could not keep going away, it was like the player who played the qin had traveled tens of feet away, and then walked several miles away, the subtleness was almost unheard.

When the sound of the zither seemed to stop, one or two very low and thin sounds of the flute sounded beside the sound of the zither.The twirl is gentle, and the sound of the flute is getting louder, as if the player is playing while slowly approaching.

The sound of the flute is clear and beautiful, high and low, light and loud, when it is extremely low, after a few circles, it gets lower again, although it is extremely low and thin, every syllable is still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, which are crisp and short, one after another, and the number of sounds gradually increases.First, it is like the splash of a singing spring, and then it is like a group of flowers competing for beauty, and the flowers are full of flowers, and there are interspersed with birdsong, singing and me, and gradually the birds leave, and the flowers fall in the spring, but.

Hearing the sound of the rain, there was a scene of desolation and chilling, the drizzle was continuous, if there was nothing, and finally everything was silent.The sound of the flute paused for a long time before everyone woke up like a dream.

Although Zhao Mingyuan didn't know the melody, he couldn't help being intoxicated.Green Bamboo Weng seemed to be in despair.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "This young lady is really clever. The last time I heard two people play the qin and flute together, one played the piano and the other played the flute, and what they played was "Song of the Swordsman". Although the skill may not be comparable to that of the young lady Compared to it, it is a two-person ensemble, which has a different flavor."

Before he could finish his sentence, three zither sounds came from the green bamboo bushes. Ren Yingying's voice was extremely low, and she seemed to hear her say vaguely: "Qin and flute ensemble, where in the world can I find this sound?" go alone?"

Qu Feiyan said: "Brother Zhao, do you want to learn how to play the piano?"

Zhao Mingyuan knew Qu Feiyan's intentions, and knew that she wanted to match her up.

But I didn't have such thoughts, so I said: "The two seniors handed over the score to me that day. The song has met Allah, so I asked this lady to accept the music score, and I was able to live up to the commission of the composer, and fulfilled my wish. Therefore, my wish has been fulfilled, and I hope to take good care of Feiyan. I have something important to do, so I won’t bother you, I still hope Haihan.” After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Qu Feiyan ran out from inside, grabbed his clothes and feet reluctantly, but had nothing to say.

Over there, Ren Yingying called the green bamboo man in and explained a few words, then asked Zhao Mingyuan to wait for a while, and said that there was a gift of thanks, and she hoped she would not refuse.

Zhao Mingyuan thought to himself who they were, and they must be unwilling to owe favors, so he would accept whatever they gave, so as not to be entangled.If you don't accept it, it's not good 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 his way, I would like to give away a good horse as a replacement for the journey. In addition, there is a little dry food for the young hero to eat on the way. I hope the young hero will not want it." decline."

Zhao Mingyuan thought about it, but he didn't refuse.He got up and went out, but came to the yard to see, Huo, what a horse of thousands of miles, looking at the tall body and smooth fur, although Zhao Mingyuan didn't understand horses, he could tell that this horse might not be worth much. Fei.

However, thinking about it, it might be a drop in the bucket for a rich woman like Ren Yingying.

So Zhao Mingyuan didn't refuse, got up on the horse, and said: "The road is far away, see you by fate." Then he patted the horse and left without nostalgia.

There were only three figures left, staring at his back as he walked away in a daze without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)