Yan Yan and Chen Zhen looked up in surprise at the same time.
I saw that Mahaloga became a guqin again at some point, slowly rotating above the two of them.
The guqin is wrapped around it with a light golden light, and the strings are played by themselves, and the clear sound is passed down.
Mahaloga suddenly appeared, and Yan Yan was also a little surprised.
Since Canghua asked her to untie the spiritual sense constraints on Mahaloka last time, Yan Yan completely let go of the control of Mahaloka's spiritual sense and completely gave it freedom.
So, when Mahaloga herself had a piano shape, she didn't notice it and was frightened.
When Chen Zhen saw this Yinqin, his eyes shone with excitement and looked at Yan Yan: "Sister, why did your piano suddenly appear?"
Yan Yan: "..."
You ask your sister, who should I ask if I don’t want to ask!
However, before Yan Yan could speak, Lingling's zither quickly attracted Chen Zhen's attention.
Yan Yan also listened carefully.
She found that the guqin music played by Mahaloga today was completely different from the song that awakened her and Chen Zhen’s dream.
Today's style of music is gentle and gentle, clear and clear, as if it contains the green pines and bright moon, the great freedom of the spring entering the clear stream, and there is also a deep yearning for the beauty of the future.
It makes people feel happy when they hear it.
Yan Yan's mind moved slightly.
Mahaloka was the god of Siyin in his previous life, and it expressed almost all the meanings in tune.
They were talking about Chen Zhen being different just now. He suddenly appeared and played the piano. Did he want to say something?
Although Yan Yan has not used his spiritual sense to control Mahaloka at the moment, Yan Yan believes that Mahaloka will not appear casually.
She felt that Mahaloga suddenly played such a song, and at this time, it must have a purpose.
While listening to the music, Yan Yan accidentally looked at him and suddenly found that Chen Zhen was listening very seriously.
It was originally a strange song, but his eyes were empty and confused at this moment.
Obviously, the child's attention had been completely immersed in Mahaloga's songs, and his whole expression showed a dullness that would only appear if he was immersed too deeply.
His current state is a bit like the mental state of the tea lovers when Mr. Yumei was telling the story.
But even Mr. Yumei could not hypnotize Chen Zhen.
At this moment, he was easily hypnotized by Mahaloga's song...
Yan Yan suddenly didn't rush to go back.
Yan Yan could only hear the music style of the song Mahaloka played at this moment. She couldn't hear what it meant, but Yan Yan was already sure.
This song must be related to Chen Zhen!
In the empty mountains, the summer breeze blows the scorching breath of the sun into the forest, stirring the leaves on the branches and making a sound like a small waterfall.
The clear and clear sound of the piano is like a spring flowing from the mountains, invisibly eliminating the heat in the summer breeze between the elegant rhythm.
The silver piano hangs in the mottled shade of trees, and the sun shines on the piano through the gaps between branches and leaves. The refracted scales are like mercury, and the seven-strings are trembling. The sound of the piano covers the two people sitting quietly and listening to the piano below.
At some point, Yan Yan and Chen Zhen closed their eyes and immersed their spiritual senses in the beautiful and peaceful music.
The style of the song is elegant, peaceful and stable, without ups and downs, but it makes people feel at ease. It not only has the beauty of being content with the present, but also has a vague revelation of infinite possibilities for the future...
Yan Yan couldn't help but listened unconsciously, and did not open his eyes slowly until the end of the song.
When you see the scenery in the forest in front of you, Yan Yan seems to have returned to the turbid world in front of you from the beautiful realm created by the piano music.
However, when she saw Chen Zhen opposite her, she was completely shocked again.
At this moment, Chen Zhen's face was already full of tears.
The child raised his head blankly, looked up with red eyes, his whole body was quiet and his expression did not change at all, and he just looked upward in a daze.
Unexpectedly, with the effort of a song, the child became like this. Yan Yan had never seen Chen Zhen feel great and sad.
She was also a little panicked, afraid that the child would make any mistakes, so she quickly got up and pushed him.
After all, she knew that Chen Zhen was not a person with good physical condition at this moment. He was just a soul and could not withstand great trouble.
And Mahaloga is not an ordinary piano.
According to Canghua's statement, the cultivation level of this big snake is much higher than that of her, especially her spiritual power.
And the music just now affects the human consciousness.
Chen Zhen'er wanted to make Mahaloka accidentally lose her soul, and she would be afraid that the irritable old man Tan Xiangzi would eat it alive.
"Chen Zhen!"
Yan Yan pushed him and called him anxiously.
Just as she approached Chen Zhen, Chen Zhen finally blinked gently, and the focus gradually appeared in her eyes.
At the same time, a tear slowly slid down at the corner of his eyes.
Yan Yan then realized that his eyes were completely empty just now, not looking at Mahaloka.
However, seeing that his spiritual sense woke up, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Yan asked softly and carefully observed Chen Zhen's expression changes.
Chen Zhen withdrew his gaze, his red eyes fell on Yan Yan's concerned face and mouth, but a gentle and shallow smile appeared upwards.
He felt itchy on his face, and raised his hand and touched it on his cheek. When he saw that the palm of his hand was covered with water marks, he was also a little surprised: "I actually cried!"
Then he raised his head and looked at Yan Yan: "No wonder you are so nervous. Don't worry, I'm fine, I just think this song sounds extremely familiar, just like..."
When describing the feeling of listening to the music, Chen Zhen seemed a little hesitant.
He seemed to be unable to find the lyrics to describe the feeling when he was listening to the song just now. After thinking hard for a while, he said seriously: "It's like meeting a confidant whom he hasn't seen for a long time."
"Confidant?" Yan Yan raised his eyebrows.
Chen Zhen suddenly became excited and nodded vigorously: "That's right, it's a confidant, that kind of unique, just like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, only the other party understands their confidant. Harmony, harmony, and a unique and familiar feeling
.”
Looking at Chen Zhen's excited expression, Yan Yan's face did not have a smile.
She asked calmly: "Did you ever meet your Yu Boya or Zhong Ziqi in your life?"
Chen Zhen shook his head embarrassedly: "At this young age, I have never left the house, and I still have shallow knowledge, so I naturally have limited people to meet. How could I have such a confidant? I just said that, just to give an example."
Yan Yan also smiled: "Since you have never met such a friend before, how could you feel like you hit it off at first sight?"
Chen Zhen was stunned by Yan Yan's question.
He thought about it carefully before answering uncertainly: "Perhaps people have similarities in their relationships. Although I have not experienced such precious friendship personally, I can hear it from the song just now, so
Feel it.”
Yan Yan shook his head: "This is impossible!"
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Allusions about Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi:
Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi are a couple of examples of friendship that have been passed down through the ages. Boya is good at playing the piano and Zhong Ziqi is good at appreciating. This is the origin of the word "meaning". Later, Zhong Ziqi died of illness, and Boya was extremely sad and believed that
No one in the world can understand the mysterious artistic conception of his piano like Zhong Ziqi, so he breaks the strings of the piano and smashes the piano that he never leaves, and never plays the piano for his life.