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Chapter 100 Heaven, Earth and Man

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    Gongyizhu is indeed a very friendly elder. When Luo Jiujiang met him for the second time, everything he talked about was just right.

    There is only one thing that makes Luo Jiujiang very entangled, that is, for some reason, Gong Yizhu set the meeting place at a box of a well-known restaurant near the college.

    Luo Jiujiang: "" Mr. Gongyi may have misunderstood him.

    In any case, Mr. Gongyi has a wide range of knowledge and has always answered all the questions Luo Jiujiang asked him for advice.  And he has a good personality, unlike Luo Cang, who satirizes seven characters in one sentence and is just the beginning.  No matter what the topic is, there is a sense of eloquence after passing through his mouth.

    What's more, his voice is more beautiful than the best Yaoqin in the world, no matter how unnutritive nonsense is read by his unique rhythmic and intonation, it is like washing the soul, making people feel unrecognizable for three months.

    For example, now, when he smiled at Luo Jiujiang and asked, "I've heard your whistle, have you ever used a musical instrument to do sound killing?", Luo Jiujiang even shook his head involuntarily: "It's still a whistle.  Most of them are used, including qin and flute, oh, and gong.¡±

    Gongyizhu's gaze became strange: "gong?"

    "Hmm." Luo Jiujiang is working hard to train his resistance to Mr. Gongyi's tone of voice, but if he can relax a bit, he will try his best to talk about the horses, "Master just took a fancy to my extraordinary talent in beating gongs, so I can't help but feel the power of the gong."  Take me in as a disciple."

    "¡­¡­oh."

    Gongyizhu nodded, and didn't say anything more about this issue.

    But when Xiao Er was called to pay the bill after the meal, he directly asked the price of the box that he had booked all year round.

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    He vaguely felt that this might have something to do with the issue of whether the gong or not.

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    Even though he had many scruples about hindering his disciple's fate, Gongyizhu still taught Luo Jiujiang something.

    "Sound killing is just a small skill." Gong Yizhu said while sliding his finger wheel strings: "The word for music is the bell of the great way. One sound can make all things live, and one sound can make all things die. If you only  Judging by the lethality of accent killing, it is like a child babbling, who does not recognize the enlightenment nursery rhymes, but is thinking about the mysterious world and the prehistoric universe, with a big belly and empty inside, like rootless duckweed, which is just provocative  Just laugh."

    In a few words, he only plucked the strings once, but just like that, the thin rose tree placed between the two of them actually drilled a flower bud from the weak stem, and it bloomed slightly.  some.

    "This is life." Gongyi Zhuwen said in a warm voice, "If I vibrate the string again, it will show death."

    It is easier to hurt than to grow hair, so there is no need to deliberately perform it.  Gongyizhu didn't cut off the short life of this newly bloomed rose. He picked up the flowerpot and moved it to the window sill.

    "You are a person with a teacher. I will not deliberately teach you anything. Your master will teach you many things in the future. From now on, you will come to my house on time every day, and I will play a few songs for you. The road is beautiful  , if you can realize something, that is also a harvest."

    So Luo Jiujiang went to Mr. Gongyi several times.  In just three to five days, the joy he brought to Gongyizhu was no less than what he brought to Zhenshuangliu back then, and even surpassed it.

    Gongyizhu is the founder of Yinsha, and his understanding of Le Dao is far deeper than Zhenshuangliu.  At the beginning, Luo Jiujiang could comprehend Yinsha after listening to a class, and now it is the same in terms of rhythm.

    When Gongyizhu played out a song for the first time, indicating that Luo Jiujiang could replay the part he remembered, Luo Jiujiang groaned and fiddled with the strings a few times before stopping to meditate.  Gongyizhu was a little disappointed in his heart, but he still smiled on his face, but before he could say anything to smooth things over, Luo Jiujiang hung his index finger on the piano again.

    The parts he played were not accurately reproduced, but even if he reproduced the breathing pause perfectly, it would not surprise Gong Yizhu more than now.

    What Luo Jiujiang expressed was the "meaning rhyme" in Gongyizhu's qin music just now.

    ? Although the sound and shape are different, but the soul has arrived.

    Gongyizhu is like Zhenshuangliu who has just accepted Luo Jiujiang as a disciple. He is satisfied with how Luo Jiujiang sees him, but he really doesn't know how to love him.

    It's just that Zhen Shuangliu's character is more reserved. Not only can he bite all the praises of Luo Jiujiang to death, but he can also point out his mistakes and scold him.  Gongyizhu has been full of praise for Luo Jiujiang these few days, which made the barefooted female disciple at the door joke about it: "Mr. is not eating well today, it must be because Mr. Kualuo has not boasted enough."

    After such a few days, the two gradually became acquainted, and Luo Jiujiang let go of his courage.p; Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand, only to touch the white putty ceiling in a trance.

    At this moment, his body and soul are so consistent that he is completely overwhelmed by the world depicted in the music

    After the song was played, Mr. Gongyi thoughtfully gave Luo Jiujiang a while to relax.

    "What do you want to say?" He looked at Luo Jiujiang expectantly, "Tell me anything, anything."

    Luo Jiujiang is still hanging halfway up in the air, but at this moment he has completely lost the original laughing air, and even every strand of hair is solemn.

    He raised his finger up and said solemnly: "Qingtian." Then he turned his wrist and pointed straight down, "Thick soil."

    Then, he turned his elbow and pressed his fingers to his heart: "Top class."

    In the three thousand worlds, all things are beautiful, and in the end, only the majestic sky, the honest and thick earth, and the human beings between the heavens and the earth can be said.

    The sky is blue sky, the ground is thick soil, he is the best in the world.

    Gong Yizhu was slightly startled when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but loosen his fingers that were pressing the string. The airflow supporting Luo Jiujiang suddenly disappeared, and he fell heavily on his body, turned over and fell to the ground calmly, and stood firmly.

    "" Gongyizhu hesitated to speak, and after opening his mouth again and again, he only let out a long sigh of regret: "If your master is not my dead friend, I will really rob him of my apprentice."

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