Chapter 10
From then on, Chu Han always asked Mo Yang to develop poisons, cultivate poisons, or talk about some religious things.He found that Mo Yang was very clever, and he knew everything about the preparation and application of medicines, and he learned from one example, and his method was weird.
dusk.
The sound of the qin came from Mo Yang's room. In fact, she didn't like playing the qin very much, but Xiang Ting liked it, and she liked it very much. She was bound to ask Mo Yang to play a good qin, but in the end he disappointed him. Xiang Ting learned the piano because she thought that her mother would often play the piano before, so she learned it.
Chu Han was attracted by the sound of the piano, as if he was proficient in fingering, sometimes it was like mountains and flowing water, sometimes it was like vast waves, and sometimes it was like a galloping horse, but it seemed that something was missing. The sound of the piano was too cold. Listen carefully outside the room. In meditation.
"Come in." Mo Yang had already spotted Chu Han outside the door.
Hearing the sound, Chu Han came back to his senses, pushed the door open and entered, "So you are proficient in rhythm."
"Not at all, I've been practicing for four years, and it's always like this, without any breakthrough." Mo Yang said with a sense of loss, Xiang Ting must be very disappointed.
"The piano skills are already at the peak, but the state of mind is missing." Chu Han commented.
"Yes, he said the same thing, do you like Qin?" Mo Yang seemed to be recalling, Xiang Ting also said the same.
"I like it. I started learning the piano when I was very young." Chu Han nodded. He was involved in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it was hard for him to imagine that he was the young master of Qianshang Sect.
"Can you guide me when you have time?" Mo Yang asked.
"Okay." Chu Han responded readily, "But you have to promise me one condition?"
"What condition?" Mo Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Accompany me to a place tomorrow morning."
"It's that simple?" Mo Yang glanced at him.
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Chu Han smiled.
"Where is it?" She was a little curious, she hadn't been out of the Snow Hall for so long.
"I'll know tomorrow." Chu Han smiled mysteriously.
…………
It was dark.Candles flickered in the room.
Mo Yang took off his mask, and the imprint reflected on the bronze mirror became more and more obvious.When will the curse be lifted?After questioning Xiang Ting many times, he always got vague answers, as if he was hiding something.
The next day, early morning.Chu Han had brought Mo Yang to the back mountain of Qianshang Sect early on, where there was a dense vine plant as a natural barrier.Pushing aside the rattan, what greets the eyes is a lake and mountains.
In April, the trees are full of flowers, and the flowers are competing for beauty; not far away, the blue lake reflects the clouds, and there is a pavilion in the lake, the "Xiyi Pavilion", with the spring breeze blowing, and the tidbits drifting away...
(End of this chapter)
From then on, Chu Han always asked Mo Yang to develop poisons, cultivate poisons, or talk about some religious things.He found that Mo Yang was very clever, and he knew everything about the preparation and application of medicines, and he learned from one example, and his method was weird.
dusk.
The sound of the qin came from Mo Yang's room. In fact, she didn't like playing the qin very much, but Xiang Ting liked it, and she liked it very much. She was bound to ask Mo Yang to play a good qin, but in the end he disappointed him. Xiang Ting learned the piano because she thought that her mother would often play the piano before, so she learned it.
Chu Han was attracted by the sound of the piano, as if he was proficient in fingering, sometimes it was like mountains and flowing water, sometimes it was like vast waves, and sometimes it was like a galloping horse, but it seemed that something was missing. The sound of the piano was too cold. Listen carefully outside the room. In meditation.
"Come in." Mo Yang had already spotted Chu Han outside the door.
Hearing the sound, Chu Han came back to his senses, pushed the door open and entered, "So you are proficient in rhythm."
"Not at all, I've been practicing for four years, and it's always like this, without any breakthrough." Mo Yang said with a sense of loss, Xiang Ting must be very disappointed.
"The piano skills are already at the peak, but the state of mind is missing." Chu Han commented.
"Yes, he said the same thing, do you like Qin?" Mo Yang seemed to be recalling, Xiang Ting also said the same.
"I like it. I started learning the piano when I was very young." Chu Han nodded. He was involved in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it was hard for him to imagine that he was the young master of Qianshang Sect.
"Can you guide me when you have time?" Mo Yang asked.
"Okay." Chu Han responded readily, "But you have to promise me one condition?"
"What condition?" Mo Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Accompany me to a place tomorrow morning."
"It's that simple?" Mo Yang glanced at him.
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Chu Han smiled.
"Where is it?" She was a little curious, she hadn't been out of the Snow Hall for so long.
"I'll know tomorrow." Chu Han smiled mysteriously.
…………
It was dark.Candles flickered in the room.
Mo Yang took off his mask, and the imprint reflected on the bronze mirror became more and more obvious.When will the curse be lifted?After questioning Xiang Ting many times, he always got vague answers, as if he was hiding something.
The next day, early morning.Chu Han had brought Mo Yang to the back mountain of Qianshang Sect early on, where there was a dense vine plant as a natural barrier.Pushing aside the rattan, what greets the eyes is a lake and mountains.
In April, the trees are full of flowers, and the flowers are competing for beauty; not far away, the blue lake reflects the clouds, and there is a pavilion in the lake, the "Xiyi Pavilion", with the spring breeze blowing, and the tidbits drifting away...
(End of this chapter)
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