Chapter 804 Inheritance from the Master of Ghost Valley! 【1 more】

  "House of Flying Daggers" is a famous classical music in the history of Daxia, including pipa music and guzheng music.

  The tune of this piece is extremely fast, and it can easily use the sound of the piano to describe the battlefield of swords, swords, and wars.

  In the preliminary round of a group of ten, Si Fuqing was at the back.

   But this does not prevent multiple camera shots from focusing on her.

  For the first time on the big screen, her face was not filmed, but her hand movements were amplified.

   Once "House of Flying Daggers" came out, no one could beat it.

   "Clank!"

   "Zheng!"

  【Fuck, afterimage! 】

【UI! 】

  【I can’t hear other people’s piano at all...】

  【Every time I listen to this song, I always feel like a fight is about to start. This is our excellent traditional virtue. 】

  【I just came to watch a game, why do I feel murderous. 】

  Music knows no borders.

  Even people from the western mainland who don’t understand this piece of Daxia Chinese music can feel the charm of this piece of classical music.

   "Second, third, look, I don't feel wrong, right?" Raphael said, "When you listen to this song, don't you really think that a silver needle will appear in the piano in the next second?"

  He made a gesture: "Whoosh, everyone present is gone."

  Jiangsu: "..."

   It does feel that way.

  Tan Jingmo looked at him coldly: "What else do you do besides watching martial arts dramas?"

  Raphael let out an ah, counted with his fingers, and tentatively said: "Ah, I made some money again? Forget it?"

   "..."

  Tan Jingmo pressed his head and took a deep breath.

  He really held back his desire to kill Lao Liu.

the other side.

  As Mo Yanwen listened, a fiery fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

  He asked in a low voice: "Has Your Majesty ever played this piece?"

   "Well, this song is very suitable for the competition." Yu Xiheng stroked the teacup with his hand and smiled, "What I want is murderous spirit."

  Mo Yanwen nodded and smiled: "Miss Si's playing is very effective."

  Under the fast and urgent tune of "House of Flying Daggers", it is obvious that other contestants in the same group have been affected.

  The most affected were the two Western Continent stars who were close to Si Fuqing.

   Guzheng is originally a musical instrument of Daxia.

  Although the two have studied for many years, their foundations are not stable, and they lost their tune in a hurry.

   "Zheng!"

  The last piano sound fell, as if there was a flash of sword light, and the long sword finally returned to the scabbard.

  The war is over, and a song falls.

   "..."

  The field was silent for a long time before thunderous applause broke out.

  【Qingqing, charge! 】

  【I finally understand how Xie Yu was so obedient when I was a mentor in "Youth and Youth". If I have one-fifth of my guzheng skills, I will play with a big trumpet every day! 】

  【It’s so short, I should arrest Qingqing and lock her in a small dark room and let her keep playing. 】

  【It’s a good idea! 】

  Si Fuqing stepped off the stage and came to the dedicated lounge in the backstage.

   A few minutes later, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

  Si Fuqing had just changed into casual clothes, and turned his head: "Ninth brother?"

   "It's played very well." Yu Xiheng rubbed her head, "If I knew it before, maybe I should let you play it for the soldiers."

  Si Fuqing blinked: "I have indeed heard you play it."

  Yu Xiheng was startled: "When?"

   "Before the expedition in April 679." Si Fuqing said the time point easily, "It's very imposing, I will remember it, and I will ask my master to teach me to practice this piece when I go back."

  Hearing her say this, Yu Xiheng's heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by something: "I don't even remember."

   "The first place in the group can enter the final." Si Fuqing pondered, "Ninth Brother, I confirm that she is from the Eternal Continent, and the final will still use the song taught to me by my master."

  Yu Xiheng nodded: "Okay."

  He took her hand: "Let's go."

  Si Fuqing looked at him holding her hand tightly: "Have you been clinging to me recently?"

  Yu Xiheng's eyelashes drooped, recalling the conversation between him and Yunying that day, with a slight smile: "Look at you, what if you get hurt?"

  Si Fuqing whispered: "I'm not a child anymore."

   "The temper is still that of a child." Yu Xiheng asked, "Do you want to eat snacks?"

  The girl's fox eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Eat."

  Yu Xiheng hummed.

   It really is a child.

  **

  In the hotel.

  Melanie just had a massage.

  Although she looks down on the "mortals" here, she has to admit that she enjoys the high-tech services here.

   This also strengthened her belief in helping the master complete the plan.

  The door was knocked at this moment, and the voice said respectfully, "Miss Melanie."

  Melanie didn't look up: "Come in."

  The door opens and a woman walks in.

  Although Melanie promised the young man to restrain himself and focus on plundering luck.

  But she has spent thousands of years in the Eternal Continent, and she has the pride in her bones, thinking that she is a fairy god, and she can't face up to these ordinary people with extremely short lifespans on the earth.

  So she didn't go to watch Si Fuqing's game.

   is the assistant assigned to her by the young man, who came to report this matter to her.

   "That's it." The assistant finished, "The audience's reaction was very intense."

   "House of Flying Daggers?" Melanie raised her eyebrows, "Of course I've heard it, it's just so-so. No matter how good this song is, can it compare to the song of Eternal Continent?"

  The assistant was stunned for a moment, and said respectfully: "Then naturally you are better."

   "That's it." Melanie didn't take it seriously at all, "If she doesn't even make it to the finals, I don't need to make a move, and her luck will naturally be lost."

  The assistant laughed: "Then my husband and I will wait for Miss Melanie to defeat her in one fell swoop in the final and win the championship."

  **

  In the evening, the Eternal Continent.

  Si Fuqing held a photo: "Master, do you know this person?"

   "Who is it?" The Lord of Ghost Valley glanced, "I don't know him."

   This was also within Si Fuqing's expectation.

  Although the Lord of Ghost Valley has left a notorious reputation in the Eternal Continent, he is also a hermit.

   It is rare for someone to visit him, so naturally he will not remember it.

   "What's the matter, who is this person?" The Lord of Ghost Valley stroked his beard, "Where did your portrait come from? It's so realistic?"

   "I'm about to compete with her in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Si Fuqing said, "She's very good. I'm here to ask the master for advice."

  She will not take any opponent lightly.

   Belittle your opponent, that is cruel to yourself.

   "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting?" The Lord of Ghost Valley was furious immediately, "Si Fuqing, let me tell you, if you dare to lose in a game, I will clean up the house directly!"

  Si Fuqing: "..."

   There is no need to be so cruel.

   "You said that if you lose, the three hundred years of self-cultivation will be wasted." The Lord of Ghost Valley shook his head, "The teacher asked you to learn these things in the first place to sharpen your character, otherwise you will easily go crazy in practice in the future."

  Si Fuqing is very obedient: "I know, Master."

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with being a teacher, so I'll continue to teach you." The Lord of Ghost Valley smiled, "By the way, I found a good piece of material for my teacher a while ago, and I made a piano for you. You can try it." .”

   "Thank you, master, for teaching me the zither." Si Fuqing clasped his hands together, "otherwise your apprentice will suffer disaster, you are really the best master in the world."

   "You girl, it's started again." The Lord of Ghost Valley trembled all over, "It's really weird recently, please be normal."

  Si Fuqing thought for a while: "Does the normal thing mean that I secretly drank the wine you brewed and demolished your kitchen?"

  Ghost Valley Lord: "..."

  Very bad memories surfaced.

   "Cough." The Lord of Ghost Valley changed the subject, "You haven't said what's going on with that portrait yet."

   "That's not a portrait, that's..." Si Fuqing couldn't explain things like photos.

   After all, there is no technology here.

  So she took out a camera from her pocket: "Master, can you see what is in my hand?"

   "Nonsense." The Lord of Ghost Valley laughed angrily, "Your master, I am not blind."

  Si Fuqing's expression was terrified.

  The barrier between the Eternal Continent and the real world is gradually being eliminated.

  In the past, she also brought high-tech products from the real world into the Eternal Continent, but none of the "NPCs" could perceive it.

  Occasionally, players will be automatically blocked by the system if they slip up in front of NPCs.

   Now, the Lord of Ghost Valley can already see the camera.

   "Master, this is an automatic drawing machine." Si Fuqing demonstrated it to the Lord of Ghost Valley, "If the battery runs out, you can ask Senior Moyuan to charge it for you."

  The Lord of the Demon Abyss can command thunder, lightning, rain and fog.

  The Lord of Ghost Valley is extremely disgusted: "Yes, yes, I understand."

  Si Fuqing decisively picked up the violin given to her by the Lord of Ghost Valley, ready to run away.

   "Wait—" the Lord of Ghost Valley suddenly stopped her again, "Master, I remembered who the person you showed me just now is."

   Si Fu tilted his head.

  The Lord of Ghost Valley pondered for a while: "It happened a long time ago, and you weren't there at that time."

  Si Fuqing nodded.

   After all, based on the time of the Eternal Continent, the Lord of Ghost Valley has lived for thousands of years.

"The old man has taught a few people before, but none of them can be regarded as my disciples, barely half of them. The woman you mentioned, I have met with a person before." The Lord of Ghost Valley said, "If you didn't make a special trip to get her Here comes the painting, oh, the photo, I really don’t remember.”

  Suddenly, he was furious: "Si Fuqing, you don't think you can't win even half of your master's disciples and grandchildren, do you?"

   Qingqing:? ? ?

   innocent injured

   I saw a video of Wudang Taoist Master Chen on station b, and I, who writes fantasy novels, will start to believe that there are immortals in reality (:3_ヽ)_

   I recommend everyone to listen to "House of Flying Daggers" played by a blogger on station b on the streets of foreign countries. There are really afterimages.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)