Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 883 Met Your Zhong Ziqi
Yanyan and Chen Zhen looked up in surprise at the same time.

At some point, Maha Luoga turned into a guqin again, spinning slowly above the heads of the two of them.

The whole body of the guqin is covered with pale golden light, and the strings of the qin play themselves, passing down a clear and clear sound.

Yan Yan was also a little surprised when Maharaja suddenly appeared.

Since the last time Canghua let her undo the restraint of her spiritual consciousness on Mahalaga, Yanyan has completely loosened her control of her spiritual consciousness on Mahalaka and completely given it freedom.

So, just now when Maha Luoga conjured up the shape of the piano, she didn't realize it and was also taken aback.

When Chen Zhen saw this silver piano, his eyes lit up excitedly, and he looked at Yanyan: "Sister, why did your piano suddenly appear?"

Yanyan: "..."

If you ask sister, who else should I ask?
But before Yanyan could speak, the sound of Lingling's piano quickly attracted Chen Zhen's attention.

Yanyan also listened carefully.

She found that the guqin music played by Maharaja today was completely different from the one that awakened her and Chen Zhen's dreams last time.

Today's music style is gentle and euphemistic, as clear and clear as described, which seems to contain the great freedom of green pines and bright moon, springs entering the clear stream, and faintly have a deep yearning for a better future.

Hearing it makes people happy.

Yanyan's mind moved slightly.

In his previous life, Maharaja was the god of music, and almost all of its meanings were expressed in tunes.

Just now they were talking about Chen Zhen being different. He suddenly appeared playing the piano, did he want to say something?
Although Yanyan is not currently controlling Mahalaga with her spiritual sense, Yanyan believes that Mahalaga will not show up casually.

She felt that Maharaja played such a piece of music suddenly, and at this time, it must have a purpose.

While listening to the music, Yanyan inadvertently glanced sideways, and suddenly found that Chen Zhen was also listening very seriously.

It was originally an unfamiliar piece of music, but his eyes were now empty and confused.

Obviously, the child's attention has been completely immersed in the music of Mahalaka, and the whole expression shows a kind of dullness that can only appear when the immersion is too deep.

His state at the moment is a bit like the mental state of those tea drinkers when Mr. Yumei was storytelling.

But even Mr. Yumei couldn't hypnotize Chen Zhen.

At this moment, he was easily hypnotized by the music of Mahalaka...

Yan Yan was suddenly not in a hurry to go back.

Yanyan could only hear the style of the song Maha Luoga was playing at the moment, but she couldn't tell what it meant at the moment, but Yanyan was already sure.

This song must be related to Chen Zhen!

In the open mountains and fields, the summer wind blows the scorching breath baked by the sun into the forest, stirring the leaves on the branches and making a sound like a small waterfall in the green stream.

The clear and clear sound of the piano is like a spring flowing from the mountains, dispelling the heat in the summer wind invisible between the elegant rhythms.

The silver piano hangs in the mottled shade of the trees, the sun shines on the body of the piano through the gaps in the branches and leaves, the refracted scales are like mercury pouring down, the seven strings vibrate, and the sound of the piano envelops the two people sitting quietly listening to the piano below.

At some point, both Yan Yan and Chen Zhen closed their eyes, each fully immersed their consciousness in the beautiful and peaceful music.

The style of music is noble and elegant, peaceful and stable. There are no ups and downs, but it makes people feel peaceful. It not only has the beauty of being content with the present, but also has a vague sense of infinite possibilities for the future...

Yan Yan also listened unconsciously, and only slowly opened her eyes until the end of the song.

When she saw the scenery in the forest in front of her clearly, Yan Yan seemed to have just returned to the troubled world in front of her from the beautiful realm created by the sound of the piano.

However, when she saw Chen Zhen on the opposite side, she was completely shocked again.

At this moment, Chen Zhen's face was already full of tears.

The child raised his head in a daze, looking up with red eyes, the whole person was quiet, and his expression didn't change at all, just looking up obsessively.

She didn't expect that the child would turn into this appearance in just one piece of music. Yan Yan had never seen Chen Zhen's emotions become extremely sad.

She was also a little panicked, fearing that the child might make a mistake, she quickly got up and pushed him.

After all, she knew that Chen Zhen at this moment was not a person with a healthy body, he was just a soul, and he couldn't stand the big trouble.

And Maharaja is no ordinary harp.

According to Canghua, the cultivation base of this big snake is much higher than hers, especially the power of spiritual consciousness.

And the rhythm of the song just now affected people's spiritual consciousness.

Chen Zhen's soul, if Maha Luojia was accidentally lost, she would be eaten alive by that grumpy old man Tan Xiangzi.

"Chen Zhen!"

Yanyan pushed him, and called out eagerly.

Just when she approached Chen Zhen, Chen Zhen finally blinked his eyes lightly, and the focus gradually became in his eyes.

At the same time, in the corner of his eye, a tear slowly slid down.

It was only then that Yan Yan realized that his eyes were completely empty just now, and he was not looking at Mahalaka.

But seeing that his consciousness had come to his senses, Yan Yan and Chang Chang also heaved a sigh of relief.

"what happened to you?"

Yanyan asked softly, and carefully observed the changes in Chen Zhen's expression.

Chen Zhen withdrew his gaze, his red eyes fell on Yan Yan's concerned face, but the corners of his mouth bent upwards into a gentle and shallow smile.

He felt itchy on his face, and raised his hand to touch his cheek. When he saw that the palm of his hand was full of water marks, he was a little surprised: "I actually cried!"

Then he raised his head and looked at Yanyan again: "No wonder you are so nervous. Don't worry, I'm fine, I just think this song sounds very familiar, like..."

When describing the feeling of listening to the music, Chen Zhen seemed a little hesitant.

He couldn't seem to find the words when to describe the feeling when he listened to the music just now. After thinking hard for a while, he said seriously: "It's like meeting a confidant I haven't seen for a long time."

"Best friend?" Yan Yan raised her eyebrows.

Chen Zhen suddenly became excited, and nodded vigorously: "That's right, it's a confidant, the kind of unique one, just like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, only the other party can understand your confidant. Harmony, harmony, and a unique feeling of familiarity .”

Looking at Chen Zhen's excited expression, Yan Yan didn't smile at all.

She asked calmly, "In your life, have you ever met your Yu Boya or Zhong Ziqi?"

Chen Zhen shook his head embarrassingly: "At such a young age, I have never been out of the house, and my knowledge is still shallow. Naturally, I have met limited people. How can I have such a confidant. What I said just now was just an analogy."

Yan Yan also smiled: "Since you have never met such a friend before, how could you have such a feeling of hit-time hit?"

Chen Zhen was stunned by Yanyan's question.

He thought about it carefully before answering uncertainly: "Perhaps people's feelings have something in common. Although I have never personally experienced such a precious friendship, I have heard it from the song just now, so I also Feel."

Yan Yan shook her head: "This is impossible!"

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Allusions about Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi:

Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi are a pair of best friends who have been recited through the ages.Boya is good at playing the qin, and Zhong Ziqi is good at appreciating it.This is the origin of the word "Zhiyin".After Zhong Ziqi died of illness, Boya was deeply saddened. He thought that no one in the world could understand the profound artistic conception of his qin sound like Zhong Ziqi, so he broke the qin strings and smashed the qin that he never left his hand. Never play the piano again.

(End of this chapter)