Shanjian Academy

Chapter 69 Blood Flows Like Mercury

The sound of the piano is clear and clear, like a stream flowing from a distant valley.

Zhao Shiran stayed in Tiannan Mountain for nearly a month, and followed Mu Zhengyang and Lu Yuanxing to sketch on the mountain, so he had some understanding of Tiannan Mountain's geography.

Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi followed closely behind Zhao Shiran, stepping on the soft and wet ground covered with moss and weeds, looking up at the big trees that block out the sky.

There are only specks of sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves.

Zhao Shiran, Chen Mengyao, and Mao Jiazhi's piano sounds gradually became clearer, clear and melodious, elegant and free and easy with a look of contentment.

The artistic conception is profound, the expression is free and easy, the majestic mountains, the ocean of the water, the tinkling of the axe, and the sound of the scull, faintly appear under the fingers.

Zhao Shiran, Chen Mengyao, and Mao Jiazhi seem to be in the scene, the silent forest, the murmuring water, strange rocks, and strange pines.

The fisherman rolled up his sleeves and trousers, held the fish basket with his arms, and walked freely and freely by the water. The woodcutter abandoned his ax and curium among the pine trees, and took a nap on the stone beside him.

The melody sometimes rises and sometimes falls, and the two are faintly heard asking and answering.

The conversation seems to include the mysteries of the universe, the transformation of yin and yang, and the morality of life. It also contains the feeling that only the green hills are safe after seeing the ups and downs of the past and the present.

In the mountains.

The pool water is green and the bamboos are straight.

Water flowed out of the deep pool, gurgling forward.

Sitting cross-legged among the rocks, Mu Zhengyang laid the dragon's qin of withered wood across his body, and stroked the strings with his eyes closed.

suddenly.

Mu Zhengyang heard the sound of his own blood flowing in his veins, like the roar of the surging Yellow River.

The blood circulation in the whole body was bad for a week, and gradually calmed down, but it seemed to become more viscous.

Part of the internal qi that was originally regenerated in the internal organs is also transferred to the blood vessels, and circulates with the blood throughout the body.

"This is blood flowing like mercury!"

With the help of the hazy gas in the books, Mu Zhengyang practiced his body cultivation to the second level where the viscera and six viscera are endlessly alive. It took him a month to break through to the third level. He did not expect to sit quietly in the mountains Playing the piano unexpectedly broke through.

But the rhythm of the playing is not chaotic at all, and the changes in the intensity of the sound flowing from the fingertips are like the "colors of ink" in Chinese painting, with rich and distinct layers.

The strong sound is rich and firm like scorched ink, and the light sound is ethereal and clear like wet ink, with rich transitional colors in between.

Although Mao Jiazhi is a guitarist in the Zhafitren band, he graduated from Changhe Art Institute with a major in guqin, and studied with Ding Chengyun, a famous guqin master, for four years.

Although he has been playing guitar all the time in school, and formed a band with Chen Mengyao and others, he has accumulated a profound artistic accomplishment by Ding Chengyun's side for several years.

Chen Mengyao heard the sound of the qin as if she was bathing in a clear spring, and the anguish and anxiety in her heart faded a lot, as if she was dreaming, she said: "The sound of the qin is so beautiful!"

Mao Jiazhi nodded, and said deeply: "This is one of the top ten qin melodies, "Questions and Answers for Fishermen and Woodcutters". The two ending sentences in the No.18 section were originally gradually getting stronger, but this person treated them as obviously weakening, which made people feel a kind of leisurely contentment. It should be gradually becoming stronger, but this person is treated as gradually weakening, which makes people feel leisurely and comfortable, and it is difficult for anyone who is not Guqin to make such a clever treatment!"

The three of them continued to walk forward following the sound of the piano, passing through a bush half a person's height, and not far away was a small stream with a width of two meters.

The sound of the zither seemed to flow down from the mountain together with the flowing water. Zhao Shiran took Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi up along the creek, and climbed a hillside to see a deep pool.

The pool is surrounded by green bamboo orchids and smooth stones of different sizes. An elegant young man sits on the boulder and plays the piano.

Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi's eyes widened. They originally thought that the teacher Zhao Shiran was talking about was an old man with a white beard and a graceful figure, but what they saw was a young man who was about their age.

Especially Chen Mengyao, who met Mu Zhengyang at the Nanshan Liquor Store before, and questioned Mu Zhengyang's secret wine, and stared blankly at Mu Zhengyang, who seems to be lonely and independent in the stream, "Director Wang said Is he the hermit expert who lived on the top of Tiannan Mountain? The one who sold wine next door to Xinxin Flower Shop?"

Mao Jiazhi, on the other hand, was overwhelmed. The guqin needed to be accumulated, and he murmured in disbelief: "This man is too young! He has the level of everyone on the guqin! And this violin, it's too simple, it doesn't even have paint Come on, but this faucet... seems to be alive!"

Mu Zhengyang's eyes still did not open, and he said softly: "You guys are here!"

"Teacher, do you know we're coming?" Zhao Shiran asked.

Mu Zhengyang nodded with a smile. He could clearly hear the wind and grass within 500 meters after he broke through to the third floor. He heard footsteps when Chen Mengyao and others were still 500 meters away.

Since the rescue incident in Tiekou Lane has passed, he has been very low-key in his work. Except for Zhao Yushi and other people who like calligraphy, almost no one will come to Tiannan Mountain, and the only thing he has shown recently is that he is extraordinary in the county hospital. I met my uncle Mu Dahe. Although I did it very secretly, I met Wang Ligang at the door. This time, Chen Mengyao came here with a lot of worries. Obviously, he encountered the same situation as Mu Dahe. The county hospital couldn't solve it, so Chen Mengyao was asked to go to Tiannan Mountain come find yourself.

Four hours after Chen Mengyao came out of the hospital, she saw Mu Zhengyang and said eagerly, "Mu...Mr. Mu..."

Mu Zhengyang continued to play the last verse, opened his eyes, looked at Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi and said, "I see, you follow Ranran down the mountain first, and wait under the old camphor tree at the entrance of the village, I will come right away!"

"Oh..." Chen Mengyao was shocked by Mu Zhengyang, and her mind went blank.

"This man is so amazing! You know it without even asking?" Mao Jiazhi was very surprised.

After Mu Zhengyang finished speaking, he picked up the dead wood Longyin Qin, tapped his toes lightly on the stone, and his figure floated two or three meters away.

This is to avoid appearing too shocking in front of Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi. After being out of sight of the two, the breath in Mu Zhengyang's blood concentrated to the soles of his feet, and he moved directly between the big trees, his figure seemed to be floating in the mountains ghosts.

Chen Mengyao and Mao Jiazhi followed Zhao Shiran down the mountain. Mao Jiazhi couldn't hold back his inner curiosity and asked, "Miss Sister, do you know how to play the piano and medical skills?"

Zhao Shiran shook his head: "I just learn calligraphy from my teacher!"

"Calligraphy? Does your teacher know calligraphy?" Mao Jiazhi couldn't close his jaw.

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