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Chapter 111 Good Night Piano Music

He suddenly wanted to go out and have a look. I wonder what time it is?

Without disturbing others, he gently opened the door, walked down the stairs carefully, and walked out of the inn. As he walked, he observed that things like stone and wood were darker in color. The candlelight appeared brighter because of the high temperature of the flame.

.In addition, the person is also very bright, with a faint white light emitting, just like sunlight.

He looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly. What he could sense was only about three meters, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sun or the moon hanging in the sky. In other words, he couldn't distinguish between day and night. He didn't know the direction.

So I was walking casually on the street. There were almost no people on the street now, but there were a few houses with lights on. It seemed like it was night, probably still late at night...

Walking outside, he tried to distinguish various things. It was very difficult at first, because many things were about the same depth and shape, and it was not very clear just by their appearance. Fortunately, he was carrying a wind spirit staff, and the hairy stems of the staff appeared from time to time.

Answering it in one sentence saved him a lot of trouble.

After using spiritual waves to "see things", he made many discoveries, such as the human body. The white light of ordinary people is relatively weak, but the stronger the person, the stronger the light. This is the inner energy of the human body, and it cannot be hidden even if it is wanted to.

"Rongrong, what is this?" Tianlan pointed at something emitting a faint white light in front of him.

There was no one around, Rong Rong sat on his shoulder and said: "That's the woods!"

"forest?"

"Yes! We are already out of the city!"

It turned out that he had accidentally left Seoul while walking and came to the suburbs.

Entering the woods, his mood improved, because most of Seoul was made of stones and dead wood. These things had very low energy and were pitch black, while the woods were full of life and had relatively strong energy, unlike the human body.

The light is so dazzling, but a weak, soft light like a firefly, which makes people feel very comfortable.

It turns out that this is the beauty of nature. Why hasn’t it been discovered before?

With some emotion, he sat down quietly with his back against a big tree and exhaled softly. Until today, he found that it was very relaxing to be with these plants and trees. They were not as dark as stone walls and wooden doors, nor as dark as the human body.

It's just as dazzling, but a soft and peaceful light. I don't know why, but when I stay in the woods, my irritable mind naturally calms down, and even my eyes don't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

Perhaps this is the charm of nature itself. After losing the colorful world, he can feel the purest things in the world more clearly and appreciate the purest beauty.

It was now midnight, and from the eyes of others, it would have been pitch black, and there would be no comfort at all. But in Tianlan's "eyes", this forest was the most beautiful thing at the moment, and he couldn't help but think about it.

Play a beautiful song.

Play a song!

He took out the snow-white Liulun Xueqin from the storage ring, sat down cross-legged, and placed it flat on his lap. Even now, in his "eyes", the Liulun is still pure white, a little weaker than the light of Furong.

It is much stronger than other plants and trees! It seems that the six rounds are not far away from being transformed into spirits, and soon this famous piano will become an artifact!

After six hundred years, the six-wheeled xueqin was finally able to play music in his hands again! The xueqin's body was trembling slightly, as if he was extremely excited.

But this time, you will definitely not be infected with any bloody evil!

He swore silently in his heart, caressing the six-wheel snow piano, his heart was full of tenderness, and a smile could not help but appear on his lips. His mood was extremely calm, he did not burn incense or bathe, but his state was quite suitable. When he smiled, his whole mood merged with the snow piano.

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The slender fingers gently stroked the strings, and a clear and crisp sound spread faintly.

He didn't need to use his eyes to see. As long as his fingers fell on the piano, they would dance naturally. His fingers flew around and the sound of the piano was played like flowing water. The snow piano felt his state of mind, and the tone became extremely soft. When he played a song, it seemed as if

It can heal the pain in the world.

This piece is called "Good Night Song". It is a relatively simple piece. Tianlan did not use any mental energy to move it, but just played it naturally in accordance with his own mood. This time, it was not to kill the enemy or to practice his piano skills.

Not to show ability, just to praise this beautiful natural environment.

As his beautiful night song gradually reaches its climax, the sleeping flowers, birds, insects and fish in the woods seem to wake up. The flowers and plants are swaying gently in the wind, seeming to respond to the slow melody. Countless birds fly out of their nests, or

Whether they were flying around him or stopping on the branches, even the summer insects lowered their chirping, as if they were afraid of disturbing this fairy music.

Rong Rong sat on his shoulder, closing her eyes and shaking her head, looking like she was enjoying herself. She had never heard such beautiful music in her long life!

She could tell that it was a good night song, but it was different from ordinary good night songs. Such a simple song seemed to be sublimated under Tianlan's fingers, and it had a wonderful and touching charm!

In the woods, a white shadow ran past. Suddenly, his ears moved, and he seemed to hear something?

He stopped and revealed his figure. It turned out to be a young man wearing white fur. He looked to be no more than 20 years old, with long silver hair, brown eyes, wearing gray cloth, and an expensive white fox shawl on his shoulders.

The most special thing is that he wears a strange silver hair ornament on his head, gray silk gloves on his hands, cloud boots on his feet, and a silver halberd on his back. He looks a bit alien and a bit alien.

What a heroic gesture.

"The sound of the piano? In the middle of the night?" The silver-haired young man was surprised and uncertain. The sound of the piano seemed far away and close, so distant and soft that people couldn't help but want to get closer and listen.

He went away in search of the sound, moving lightly and silently through the woods. The sound of the piano was getting closer and closer. And the closer he got to the sound of the piano, the more peaceful he felt, with a touch of warmth lingering in his heart. It seemed like the beloved one long, long ago.

Her figure is right in front of you, her embrace is still so warm, and her smile is still so charming...

Is this a good night song? He thought blankly as he was already immersed in the music.

Being familiar with piano music, he found it difficult to determine whether it was the well-known good night tune. Because the piano sound was so beautiful, it seemed to evoke the softest and most tender parts of people's hearts. Even he couldn't help but be fascinated by it. I hope

This song will never end, it will always echo in my ears...

He stepped forward slowly, and in the distance, the owner of the piano sound appeared in front of him. Because his back was turned to him, the silver-haired young man could not distinguish the appearance of the violinist, but he looked like he was just a boy.

Who is he? Why is he playing the piano near Seoul in the middle of the night?

He didn't want to know any of this, because he didn't want to ruin such a beautiful piano sound for such a trivial matter. It seemed that just standing aside and silently admiring it from a distance was the greatest blessing in the world! He looked at the young man in white clothes and the snowy man with the knife.

The beautiful white snow piano completely captivated his mind. He didn't know it, nor did Tian Lan, who was playing the music, that a piece of music played by his heart could have such a great effect.

"Who is it?" Rong Rong is a staff spirit after all, so she quickly noticed someone touching the area. It was just because the other person didn't have any murderous intent and she was immersed in the sound of the piano that she didn't react immediately.


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