In his previous life, Zhong Wen also heard about some musical geniuses who could master an instrument in a very short period of time.
However, even if you can play a melody, to really reach a beautiful state, you need to practice and settle down. Like Nangong Ling, after a few attempts on a new instrument, he can play pleasant music, but how much
Somewhat subverted his cognition.
Is this even a human being?
Facing Nangong Ling's wisdom, he would have such questions in his mind from time to time.
"The structure of this piano is quite simple, but if you want to play it as well as Yi Ru, it still needs some adjustment time." Nangong Ling frowned slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied with his performance.
"Isn't that enough?" Zhong Wen said in surprise, "The music played by Sister Nangong just now sounds like fairy music to my little brother."
"I'm not Uncle Leng or Tingting." Nangong Ling glanced at him with a half-smile, "No matter how sweet you talk, you can't expect to get any benefit."
"I don't need anything, so why do I need benefits?" Zhong Wen smiled awkwardly, "I speak from the bottom of my heart, I speak from the bottom of my heart!"
"I'll go back to the house and study some more." Nangong Ling smiled faintly, then turned around and walked towards the backyard with the six-stringed piano in his arms, "Just call me when dinner is served."
Still such a character!
Looking at Nangong Ling's graceful figure leaving, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh secretly, then turned around and planned to go to the kitchen to serve food.
But he suddenly noticed that in the corner of the yard, four men were sitting on the ground, with empty eyes and dull expressions, all of them looking like they were hopeless.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?"
Recognizing that these people were Mo Sang and others who had followed the four old men to seek refuge with him, Zhong Wen couldn't help but wonder.
"I, I'm fine." Mo Sang shook his head feebly, and then asked dully, "Uncle Zhong, aren't you tired from living alone in this mountain?"
"One, two, three, four..." Populus euphratica on the side didn't know what he was counting. "Although Mr. Zhong is young, he must also pay attention to his health. Why not plant some Cynomorium cynomorium, Fairy Lingpi, grass at the foot of the mountain?"
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"Uncle Zhong is endowed with extraordinary talent and strong energy and blood. He is truly a genius that is rarely seen in thousands of years." You Jie was also confused and didn't know what he meant.
"Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?" As for the youngest of the four, Kuai She kept mumbling to himself, actually thinking about the eternal philosophical issues of mankind.
What's wrong with you?
Could it be that I have become stupid by refining alchemy?
Zhong Wen's head was full of black questions, and he felt that he was completely unable to communicate effectively with the four people in front of him. He finally shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
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The little Loli swears that this New Year's dinner is definitely the most sumptuous dinner she has ever seen in her life.
Be it chicken, duck, fish, hot pot or barbecue, all the delicacies that Zhong Wen had cooked before were unavailable. The entire courtyard was almost filled with all kinds of dishes, making it seem extremely crowded, making it difficult to even walk normally.
There is a large iron pot in the northeast corner of the yard. There are large pieces of fish, pork and various fresh vegetables in it. I don’t know what kind of sauce is poured on it. The aroma is so fragrant that it makes people salivate.
The fish in the pot is so tender and plump that it melts in your mouth. Not only is it large in size, it doesn’t have any fish bones, and it tastes like a fairy.
According to Zhong Wen, this dish is called "Stewed Fish in an Iron Pot", and the fish meat used in it is called "Tuanyu". He passed by the Huaijiang River in Yunjin Province on his way back and caught it specially. Can't be found anywhere else.
And this was also the first time she saw Shen Xiaowan's true appetite.
With Leng Wushuang as his good helper, Zhong Wen could almost serve food at the speed of light. However, the food supply in the yard was still somewhat unable to keep up with Shen Xiaowan's eating speed.
Such an appetite not only shocked the girls, but even the giant eagle and white tiger were dumbfounded.
How can a mere little kid eat like this?
While Bai Hu took a hard bite of the high-end pet food in the basin in front of him, he sighed secretly, almost doubting which one was the real king of beasts, Shen Xiaowan or himself.
Perhaps affected by the jubilant atmosphere in the yard, the giant eagle was also in a happy mood. It was pecking at pet food made from thousand-year-old indigo grass, waving its wings, patting the bald eagle's neck, and taking the trouble to care for it. Say something.
However, the bald eagle, whose strength is now comparable to that of a powerful spiritual master, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head in front of the giant eagle, as if he was a little brother meeting his elder brother.
In front of Zhong Wen's craftsmanship, even the four old men and the lost Mo Sang and others became like starving ghosts reincarnated. They devoured and feasted one by one, almost burying their faces in the dinner plate.
This dinner lasted for two hours, until everyone collapsed on the chair with their stomachs in their hands, but they could still hear the sound of Shen Xiaowan chewing.
Seeing that most of the people in the courtyard were well fed, Zhong Wen thoughtfully brought tea, and then the old god lay on the ground on the stone steps, sipping tea with his eyes closed, while smelling the tea that Yin Ning'er had arranged around him. "Hundred Days of Incense", listening to the beautiful voices of the ladies of Piaohua Palace chatting and laughing, chatting and gossiping, I feel peaceful in my heart.
The thrills I encountered on the battlefield not long ago seemed like a long time ago, and even my memory became a little blurry.
There is nothing more joyful than this in life.
His eyes swept over Leng Wushuang, Shangguan Junyi and other beauties, and he felt relaxed, warm and happy, forgetting all about fighting and killing, secrets and treasure mines.
"Ding!"
Suddenly, a clear and sweet sound came from my ears.
Zhong Wen turned his head and looked around, only to see Nangong Ling holding the six-stringed qin in his arms again at some point.
"It's embarrassing."
Noticing his gaze, Nangong Ling smiled slightly, and his whole body naturally exuded a smart and holy light. His white jade-like hands pressed the strings and started to play them lightly, with an indescribably elegant and charming posture.
Waves of beautiful "ding-ding-dong-dong" sounds floated in the sky along with the movements of her right hand. The tone was much purer than before. Nangong Ling's speed in mastering a new instrument was truly astonishing.
This piece of music is lively and lively, full of rhythm. In front of Zhong Wen's eyes, it seems that birds of different colors are spinning and flying, playing. He reaches out his left hand and beats the rhythm gently on the stone steps. He can't help but hum along with it.
stand up.
Is it time to visit sister Ning Jie?
I promised her a long time ago that we would build a bird's nest together, but we have yet to fulfill our promise!
Such an idea came to his mind inexplicably.
The song is not long, and it ends abruptly in less than half a moment, but it has a long aftertaste that makes people linger.
"Sister Nangong, what kind of song is this?"
Zhong Wen was drunk for a while and suddenly asked.
"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix." Nangong Ling smiled slightly.
"It sounds good, it sounds good!" the little Loli praised sweetly, "One more song, one more song!"
"Since Xiaodie likes it..." Nangong Ling seemed to be in a happy mood, and after hearing the little Loli's request, he happily agreed.
"Qiang Qiang!"
Her gestures changed, and the sound of the piano sounded again. The music became more passionate and passionate, and the rhythm became a bit faster, making people's hearts surge and their blood boiling unconsciously.
There is music, food, and the fragrance of flowers. It would be perfect if there were some fireworks.
Zhong Wen thought greedily.
Looking around, he saw that everyone was immersed in the sound of Nangong Ling's piano. He suddenly rolled his eyes and said loudly: "How can such a beautiful piano sound be without accompanying dancers? I'm showing off my shame!"
After saying that, he flashed and appeared in the sky in an instant, with purple smoke lingering all over his body, and his spiritual light shining, which was really eye-catching.
"Dance of Swords!"
He let out a strange scream, and suddenly a blue-grey sword appeared in his right hand, pointing towards the sky.
Countless golden spiritual swords appeared above his head, illuminating the entire sky as if it were daytime.
Wan Jian returns to the clan!
What was different from before was that these spiritual swords did not attack the enemy, but seemed to have independent consciousness. They spun and jumped dexterously in the air to the rhythm of the piano, like naughty elves, jumping happily.
Jumping and dancing playfully made the little loli giggle non-stop.
"That would be fun."
Shangguan Junyi seemed to be inspired, her beautiful eyes twinkled, her slender jade fingers were slightly raised, and she tapped upward.
Countless bright red small vortexes instantly filled the sky, interspersed between the flying spirit swords, gold and red complemented each other, looking gorgeous and bright.
Shangguan Junyi's white and tender index finger moved up and down, and he saw many red vortices in the air in front of him, suddenly behind him, sometimes up, sometimes down, and their movements were erratic and changing rapidly.
In this performance-like spiritual whirlpool, she actually used the space power of the "void body"!
"Good-looking, good-looking!"
It seemed that he had never expected that the spiritual skills and techniques used to kill enemies could create such a beautiful and gorgeous scene. The courtyard was suddenly filled with little Lolita, Shen Xiaowan, Baoqin Siqi and other girls. Laughter.
"I'm coming too!"
Zheng Yueting became playful and suddenly pulled out the lancet from behind her back and lightly slashed it into the air.
The figures of various gods, gods and monsters suddenly appeared in the sky, crowded together with the sword light and whirlpools, densely packed and very lively.
Even Ye Qinglian, who was pregnant and had an arrogant and fiery temperament, smiled and waved her hands lightly, shooting countless colorful spiritual threads into the sky and turning them into gorgeous ribbons.
Such a grand scene is the world-famous Chinese fireworks in Zhong Wen's previous life, but it may not be as good as it was.
With the cheers getting louder and louder, even Zi Yuan couldn't hold it back. She touched the ground with her lotus feet, jumped up and jumped to Zhong Wen's side. She stretched her arms gently, and an extremely cold air spread instantly. Covering all directions.
Immediately afterwards, in the astonished eyes of everyone, a huge fairy, all white and shining, gradually appeared in the sky.
Visions of heaven and earth!
Zhong Wen's eyes were so wide that he could almost stuff two eggs into his mouth.