As the sound rang out, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared mysteriously not far from the middle-aged scribe. The middle-aged scribe had been studying the guqin with great concentration these days and had no idea how these two people appeared.
If a shopkeeper from Jufulou was there, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that these two tall and short people were clearly guests in a VIP box on the day of the auction. And if it were another appraiser, he would definitely be able to recognize it.
It turned out that these two were the real owners who brought the guqin to the auction.
The middle-aged scribe, two juniors at the peak of human immortality, breathed a sigh of relief looking at their cultivation. Although he was startled by their sudden appearance in front of him, the two juniors of human immortality were not worth his fear. They were nothing more than two people.
Somehow this little guy accidentally broke through his protective circle and accidentally heard what he just said.
However, in the next moment, the middle-aged scribe's relaxation turned into panic. In his eyes, the two immortal descendants who were vulnerable to a single blow were so ferocious that it made people frightened. Before he could react further, the two men had already started to attack.
The most incredible thing is that he couldn't even walk in front of two human immortal descendants, and he became a prisoner in just a few breaths.
How is this possible? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out. He was a fourth-grade Earth Immortal, much higher than his two opponents. How could he become so vulnerable?
"Have you discovered the secret of this guqin?" The tall young man stroked the guqin and looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then looked down at the prisoner at his feet and asked lightly: "Tell me,
What kind of secret is it?"
"You're dreaming!" The middle-aged scribe can't understand now that the other party is here for the secret of the guqin. Although his skills are not as good as others, the scribe feels that his character is still there, and he will never give in to such an insidious villain.
Yes, a mouthful of bloody saliva spat out, and the scribe gritted his teeth and said.
"I admire people who are not afraid of death." The tall young man smiled contemptuously: "Usually when I meet such people, I directly comply with their requests and let them die. However, now that you know
Regarding the secret of Guqin, I won’t let you die right away, at least you won’t die before telling the secret you know. Believe me, you can’t die even if you want to.”
The voice was very low, but the hidden meanings in it frightened the middle-aged scribe out of his mind. However, people are in the hands of the other party, and life or death is not up to them. As the other party said, when even death has become a luxury, I feel in my heart.
What else is left but despair?
It didn't take the two of them too long to get the middle-aged scribe to speak. The scribe collapsed much faster than he imagined. Soon, the scribe found out everything about himself under the cold eyes of the tall young man.
something was said.
"The problem lies in this string. This string is made from the tendons of the black dragon. Compared with the other strings, this string is much stronger, so the sound is uneven.
." The middle-aged scribe is now answering all questions. The short young man has already caused him enough suffering. If he cooperates honestly, he might be able to suffer less.
"Isn't it true that the higher the quality of the magic weapon, the better?" The tall young man asked with some confusion: "Isn't this bad?"
"The purpose of refining this guqin is not to use it as an offensive magic weapon, but to improve the sound quality." When it comes to this, the middle-aged scribe has absolute authority: "It's just that the perfection of the music is not how high-grade the individual strings are.
It’s about whether all the accessories are balanced. This string is too advanced, which will cause the overall tone to be unbalanced. No matter how you adjust the tone, you can’t adjust it.”
"That's it!" With this explanation, the tall young man finally understood why the piano behaved like this. The problem actually lies in one of the best strings.
It's really ironic to say that the material of this string is high-grade. He has also discovered it before. Although he doesn't know that it is the tendon of the black dragon, he also knows that this string is excellent. However, he is not very proficient in music.
When studying the magic weapon, naturally the higher the material, the better the magic weapon is. On the contrary, the issue of balance is ignored.
Had it not been for the middle-aged scribe who was extremely proficient in music and had unique insights into piano making, it would have been impossible to discover this secret.
"So, if I change to a relatively ordinary string, will the sound of the piano be perfect?" For some reason, the tall young man asked suddenly.
"It's very possible!" the scribe replied, but then he immediately shook his head: "Where can I find strings with similar quality and the same refining method as this? There is no need to dream."
Just as he was talking, the scribe's eyes suddenly widened. Suddenly, a guqin that was exactly the same as the guqin he bought appeared on the tall young man's hand. The scribe sat on the ground and couldn't believe his eyes. He tried his best to
He closed it and then opened it again, finally confirming that it was really another identical Guqin. The one he bought was still not far in front of him, and the one in the young man's hand was obviously another one.
However, the two guqins really look exactly the same, with no difference at all. How is this possible?
"Look at this qin. Are there any wrong strings?" The tall young man put the guqin into the hands of the scribe and asked him to identify it carefully.
The scribe suddenly realized that this was an opportunity for him. As long as the secret of the guqin was not completely solved, he would still have a chance to survive. He did not dare to neglect it at the moment and quickly checked the guqin and started playing.
After playing a few pieces of music, the scribe frowned and began to check the strings one by one. However, the thing that puzzled him was this. The strings of this piano were completely normal, but the tone was unknown.
No, it's very strange.
Fortunately, the scribe was really proficient in music, and when he discovered a problem with the tone, he checked it bit by bit, almost like tearing the instrument into pieces, and finally determined the problem with the instrument.
There was no problem with the strings, but the problem was with the string posts. The string posts of this instrument were very unusual, and were also caused by the imbalance due to the excellent material. After careful identification, the scribe gave an uncertain answer, this instrument
The string pillars are probably also carved and refined from a certain segment of the black dragon's bones.
"Then take a look at this picture again." The middle-aged scribe was not completely sure, but the tall young man seemed to have the answer. The scribe was startled as soon as he opened his mouth. Another identical sign appeared on the young man's hand.
A guqin.
After this inspection, it was found that the problem was with another string. At this point, both the scribes and the young men had determined that the problem with these pianos was the same. It was that some accessory on the piano was too high-end, causing the tone to be uneven.