Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan has never played music with a flute before, or he has never used a musical instrument in his two lifetimes of memory, but he has never eaten pork and seen pigs run, but now playing "Feng Qiuhuang" with a hole flute is a very It feels natural.

And as the sound of Ji Yuan's flute continued, amidst the low and melodious feeling, the high-pitched timbre that was rarely found in the flute sound gradually began to appear, as if a hundred birds were dancing with the phoenix and chirping.

Zao Niang, Sun Yaya, and Hu Yun were all in the state of closing their eyes and listening, but at this moment, as the tone of the flute changed, everyone's mental state also changed. Everyone's eyelids twitched violently, and their energy became extremely active, as if A hundred skeletal qi machines are like a hundred birds.

"Woo~~~~~clang~~~~~~~~kach..."

When the high-pitched flute almost reached the sound of metal and iron, an untimely sound rang out from Ji Yuan's mouth, and all the people who were intoxicated by the sound of the flute seemed to be in a sleepy state and someone smashed a teacup beside them. All of a sudden they opened their eyes and woke up.

"Sir..." "Mr. Ji, why did you stop..."

"Just now?"

Faced with the doubts brought by the disappointment of the crowd, Ji Yuan also shook his head helplessly, and put the purple bamboo flute on the stone table horizontally.

Zao Niang was the first to feel the abnormality, she stretched out her hand to touch the purple bamboo flute, and lightly touched the mouth of the flute, besides feeling a little bit of residual warmth, she also felt a crack.

"This flute is broken."

After Zao Niang said this, other people understood what was going on, and the little paper crane had already landed on the mouth of the flute, pointing at the opening with one wing, and then facing Hu Yun, pointing at him.

"Hey, hey, how could you be like this? Little Paper Crane, we went to buy it together. This is already the best purple bamboo hole flute we could find just now. I said that the quality of this flute is not good. Sir, don't you believe me? Sun Yaya, did I say that?"

"That's right, Senior Hu Yun said so!"

Both Ji Yuan and Zao Niang looked at Hu Yun subconsciously, not because the flute he bought was not good, but they didn't expect this little fox to be called "senior" now.

And this senior also made Hu Yun very useful, he had never thought that Sun Yaya would call him that, Yaya is really a good boy.

"Look, Yaya said the same thing, little paper crane, you can't wrong a good person, no, what a fox!"

Hu Yun didn't maintain the magic anymore, he turned into a fox, jumped on the table and pointed at the little paper crane.

"Chirp~"

"Okay, okay, this flute is not bad, the materials are solid, and the workmanship is exquisite. In the end, I still can't afford a piece of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". Bar."

Hearing what Ji Yuan said, everyone in the courtyard showed a hint of disappointment. If they had never heard it before, it would be fine. I just listened to half of it, but it was about to reach the climax. A flute played by Mr. himself.

Although Ji Yuan felt a little pity, but he was more happy in his heart, at least he understood that he could play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which was a surprise, then he looked at Sun Yaya, pointed at Zao Niang Books in hand.

"Let's get back to business. This is "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", and it's also the piece I haven't finished playing just now. Yaya, since you are familiar with the rhythm, can you tell me how to write this score? To put it bluntly, how to put Was that piece of music recorded just now in the form of a normal score?"

Sun Yaya suddenly felt a burning sensation in her back. The song just now is not something that mortals can have. This is not only a complicated issue, but it is difficult to understand with her melody level, let alone split it out to write a score. .

"Uh...Mr. Ji, I, that piece is too difficult..."

Ji Yuan seemed to understand what Sun Yaya was worried about, and explained directly.

"You don't need to directly record the music just now. Tell me about your understanding of the rhythm and how to record it. When Ji understands the principle, he can record the score by himself."

Hearing what Ji Yuan said, Sun Yaya was also slightly relieved.

"I was scared to death. I thought my husband wanted me to record it. I can't translate the song just now into a score..."

Sun Yaya patted her chest, making the people around her laugh, then restrained her expression, took an ordinary flute book on the table and opened it.

"Sir, you are a master of Taoism, and you have your own principles for all things in the world. You must learn this quickly. Although Yaya, I am not a happy person, but in order to get closer to some rich ladies in the academy, I also talked to you." Together, they learned the rhythm seriously."

"Cough~ In terms of temperament, let's start with the term five-tone and twelve-tone, which refers to the method of setting the tone. The five tones, namely Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, belong to soil and metal in turn. , wood, fire, water, the pitch conversion has its own ups and downs, and all changes are inseparable from it. The twelve rhythms, that is, a rhythm system that divides an octave into twelve non-identical semitones by using the three-point profit and loss method..."

Sun Yaya's memory is excellent, and she basically didn't forget what she learned at the beginning. Now she is talking eloquently, which is very true.

Ji Yuan listened thoughtfully, although some understood and some didn't understand, but often he didn't need to ask, Sun Yaya would explain later, and the five tones have their own signs, so Ji Yuan could understand better.

"Sir, just like this flute score, it is the most standard score, but in fact, the pentameter is not complete, it is low and melodious, and the 'Shang' sound is not enough, while this flute score is more comprehensive, but it is too high-pitched, but two Both of them are the sound of silk and bamboo, and the combination is the best..."

Ji Yuan nodded slightly from time to time, and listened very carefully, while Zao Niang was also listening attentively on the side, and showed a surprised expression to Sun Yaya from time to time. I didn't expect this little girl to explain the rhythm for the first time, so orderly and easy to understand.

Although Hu Yun listened seriously, he didn't like this aspect after all, so he didn't absorb it a little bit. He just sighed to the little paper crane on one side.

"I didn't expect Sun Yaya to be so powerful. At first, I thought she could only speak a few words casually. After all, she wanted to teach Mr. something..."

"Jiujiu..."

The little paper crane stared at Sun Yaya intently, and patted its wings towards Hu Yun, signaling him not to disturb, which also made Hu Yun scratch his head, and then looked at Jin Jia, this big guy still looked like a stinky fart, probably bigger than him I can't understand even more.

After Sun Yaya finished speaking the basics, Hu Yun finally decided that it was better for him to stay at the level of appreciation in terms of rhythm, and seized the opportunity to say something.

"Sir, shall I go to Niukui Mountain to find a better purple bamboo?"

"Well, let's go."

Seeing that Ji Yuan nodded, Hu Yun immediately jumped out of the small Ju'an Pavilion, leaped quickly on some roofs, and ran towards Niu Kuishan. Not long after he ran out, the little paper cranes flew together, Hu Yun He intentionally slowed down his speed, waited for the little paper crane to land on his back, then sped up his jump, and soon left Ning'an County, heading towards Niu Kui Mountain.

For Hu Yun, he used to be favored by Mr. Ji, an elder. This time he really had the opportunity to give Mr. Ji something decent. He was very excited when he ran, especially the one with the little paper crane on his back. when.

brush~~

A fox is stepping on the wind, and every time it jumps, it can jump seven or eight feet high on the wind, then move forward for a while, and then slide down a long distance in a gliding posture, which is both fun and particularly labor-saving.

"Hahahahaha...Little Zhihe, let me tell you, there is a big purple bamboo forest in Niukui Mountain, some of the bamboos have their own aura, and you will definitely find suitable ones for making Xiao!"

"Chirp!"

"Sit tight!"

brush~~

Hu Yun's feet were like the wind, and it actually stirred up the wind, which was smoother than just walking on the wind, and he was already three feet off the ground when he was running normally. When he looked down, the fox face couldn't help showing a smile.

"Haha, sure enough, something good will happen if you see Mr., and help me drive away that demon girl. My cultivation seems to have improved a lot without knowing it. I can control the wind, hehe!"

In Niukui Mountain, night had already fallen. With this gust of wind, Hu Yun's speed increased several times compared to before, and he went directly to the hinterland of the mountain while touring the mountain, stepping on some tree crowns from time to time, startling some birds in the mountain Jumping up also caused some apes to scream, while Hu Yun and the little paper crane each left laughter and laughter.

Niukui Mountain is more than 200 miles away and covers a very large area. Of course, there are many bamboo forests. There are several gentle slopes connected together in the depths. A large piece of purple bamboo grows there, which is exactly Hu Yun's goal.

Huh...huh...

Following Hu Yun's coming gust of wind, the bamboos in the whole bamboo forest were shaking slightly, and the fiery red fluff was like a flame in the wind, and it slowly fell to the front of the purple bamboo forest along with the wind.

"whimper……"

Hu Yun stopped for a moment, his eyes rolled up, and happened to see the little paper crane that also put its small head down.

"Did you hear something?"

"Chirp~"

A fox and a small paper crane stood still in front of the bamboo forest like sculptures. A long time passed without hearing a second abnormal sound.

When Hu Yun and Xiao Zhihe were wondering, a gust of mountain wind blew by, and the bamboo forest began to sway again "rustle...".

"Woo...sobbing..."

"Over there!"

Hu Yun ran away, and rushed into the bamboo forest in an instant, but the little paper crane was faster than him, and had already flown to the front.

Huh...huh...

Gusts of wind blew through the bamboo forest and poured directly into the gaps in the bamboo forest. This was the wind that Hu Yun was protected by, and the gentle voice in the bamboo forest also sounded from time to time.

Soon, the little Zhihe and Hu Yun arrived at a place where the bamboos were relatively sparse in the bamboo forest. Whenever the wind blew, the two purple bamboos in the forest would shake, and there would be a quiet "whimpering" sound.

"Wow... this bamboo must be very suitable for making Xiao!"

"Chirp Chirp Chirp~~~"

A fox and a crane jumped in front of the two purple bamboos, grasping the thin bamboo body to feel the aura in it. At a certain moment, Hu Yunfu swung his claws across the two purple bamboos to his heart.

"Ka..." "Ka..."

One piece of purple bamboo is broken one foot from the ground, and the other is broken three inches from the ground.

"Hahahahaha... Great, these two bamboos are the best, at least they can make two flutes!"

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