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Volume 1: The Magic Erhu Chapter 512: Mother-in-law is a great master

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    The magical thing about nephrite is that it is soft to the touch, but even a peerless magic weapon cannot cut it.  So the magic erhu finally appeared in Di Shuye's hands.  Di Shuye stroked it with mixed feelings in her heart.  The real owner of the magic erhu has appeared. Can he still own the erhu?  Over the years, he has developed a deep affection for this magical erhu, so how can he let it go?  He suddenly remembered Bei Wuwu¡¯s grief-stricken scene after he shattered Bei Wuwu¡¯s ¡®Bi Yan¡¯ with the soul-stealing sword at Huangquan Academy. At this moment, he suddenly understood Bei Wuwu¡¯s mood.  "What are you thinking about?" The cold voice in his ear interrupted his thoughts.  Di Shuye looked at Mo apologetically, pinched the magic erhu with his fingers, and walked towards Nephrite.  "To wake up my mother, I need the saddest and most desolate music in the world." Mo's words were the same as before.  Di Shuye nodded, but heard Mo say again: "Let's try the song "Sheep on the Hillside" first!" Di Shuye's heart was shocked, and the scenes of more than ten years passed by. At that time, he didn't understand why his adoptive father often  Sing this song because it contains the sadness and helplessness of broken mountains and rivers.  Today, more than ten years later, when everything came to the surface and everything was verified by him, he finally understood.  Di Jingxianshould be called Lin Jinghun. Witnessing the destruction of his soul clan is like witnessing the destruction of his own country.  Tuning the strings, tightening the bow, squeaking and tuning, Di Shuye did not dare to be careless, he strived to be perfect in every step.  The sound of the piano finally sounded the mountains and mountains gathered together.  The waves were like anger But after a moment, Di Shuye's expression changed, and Mo's expression also changed.  The sound of the piano remained unchanged, the music remained unchanged, but none of them felt the sadness and desolation in it.  "Music comes from the heart, and the heart changes due to the sound. Music can certainly arouse resonance in people's hearts, but music is created by people. If you blindly cater to the artistic conception of the music, why don't you let the music follow your heart?  " Tai Chi Tianzun's words slowly rang in his mind.  Di Shuye stopped.  His face showed distress.  The things that had troubled him over the years have now been perfectly resolved. His adoptive father is not dead, Grandpa Shui has been rescued, and the revenge of more than fifty people in the village has been avenged.  There was peace in his heart.  Such a peaceful heart.  How can one play sad music?  Tian Paishui suddenly floated out, stared at Di Shuye, and said softly: "Xiaoye. Do you still remember what Grandpa Shui often told you over the years?" Di Shuye lowered his head and said: "You often tell me  He said that people cannot live in memory forever, otherwise they will never move forward. " Tian patted the water and smiled. It seemed that Di Shuye could remember what he said, and he was very happy.  Then he sighed again and said: "But it's impossible for people not to think about the past. In the dead of night, when you look at the bright moon outside the window, think back on every bit of this life. The people who have left you in this life are the ones who have left you."  Who can remember with joy what happened when you left?" Di Shuye suddenly realized that although people can't be immersed in memories all the time, at this moment, what he needs is to be immersed in memories and recall the past.  Perhaps only by recalling the youth and childhood that cannot be returned can one truly feel sad.  He sat cross-legged and couldn't help but recall his childhood. Although his family was poor at that time, he lived happily every day. He thought of his adoptive father and the scenes of his friends playing in the village.  "Memories can't go back, the past can't be lived" Di Shuye murmured to himself, and his hands suddenly moved slowly.  This is a piece of music that no one has heard before, and music that no one has heard before.  This is the memory that belongs to Di Shuye, the bitter wine that belongs to Di Shuye alone.  Green lanterns, dilapidated huts, and the sound of my adoptive father reading loudly.  ??The scorching sun, the creaking oxcart, the sweat pouring down from my adoptive father, and the small piece of ice in his hand.  That year he was driven into despair, that year his adoptive father disappeared, that year he met Han Jiangxue, that year he met, that year Di Shuye himself is a nostalgic person, recalling the past, and singing strange tunes  , the unfamiliar words turned into traces of mysterious energy as soon as they were spoken. This energy dispersed into the heaven and earth, into the huge piece of nephrite, and into the body of the sleeping beautiful woman.  By the end of the song, Di Shuye had already burst into tears. He suddenly understood what Grandpa Shui said. People really can't be immersed in memories forever. Memories can make a person weak and depressed.  But Di Shuye gained something from this unscrupulous immersion in it. He vaguely felt that music does not actually stimulate people's inner resonance, butTo give someone a certain emotion.  Music is not loud and silent, its real function is to give.  Tianpaishui and Taiji Tianzun were also stunned.  After a long time, Tian Paishui's eyes were filled with pain, and he sighed: "That's it, that's all, even if he puts me in this situation, he is my son after all." Di Shuye slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tian Paishui,  But he didn't ask any more questions because he had already guessed it.  Tai Chi Tianzun murmured: "Six Movements Divine Seal, Six Movements Divine Seal, I think I am the real soul of the Six Movements Divine Seal, and I have already understood the highest realm of music. Ridiculous, ridiculous" Di Shuye looked at Tai Chi Tianzun  , smiled slightly, and said: "Actually, I just wanted to ask you about the six-moving divine seal, because you are the real weapon soul of the magic erhu, and up to now, what I have understood is only 'the bow moves the wind and the clouds surge'"  '.' 'Taiji Tianzun' smiled bitterly: "No, no, it's just a bullshit divine seal." He turned to look at Tian Paishui and said with a smile: "I tricked you into becoming the master's messenger."  "Are you very angry now?" Tian Paishui sighed: "I didn't know it at first. It wasn't until I came to Hanxueyuan that I became suspicious. Just imagine, if you are really Taiji Heavenly Lord, you will come to Hanxueyuan."  "Yuan, you can still stay in the virtual pot space and not come out?" Tai Chi Tianzun looked at Tian Paishui, and suddenly laughed: "Humans are indeed smart." Mo stood in front of Nephrite as if nothing happened, but the black veil on his face.  But it sticks tightly to the face, the black gauze is wet, the black gauze is very wet, it cannot be sweat, only tears.  "Doesn't it work?" Several people finally focused on the nephrite. Di Shuye finished the song, and there was no sign of the nephrite cracking.  Mo could no longer control his trembling. Di Shuye gently grabbed her trembling hands. These cold hands became colder, just like her heart at the moment.  "Chi" Suddenly, there was a soft sound, like the sound of cloth being cut by a sharp knife, and then the huge nephrite suddenly cracked like tofu, and then the beautiful woman in the nephrite opened her eyes Mo had already rushed.  As she walked up, she shouted "Mom", and the beautiful woman suddenly trembled. Her originally cold and emotionless eyes struggled for a few times, gradually became gentle, and slowly became hazy Di Shuye followed  The magic erhu's weapon soul and Tianpaishui disappeared, and they hid in the virtual pot space. It was most suitable for their mother and daughter to leave the outside space to them.  When Di Shu went out at night, she bumped into Mo's mother.  She is more beautiful than in nephrite, and has more maternal kindness and tenderness.  Is Mo as beautiful as her?  "Do you want to see her face behind the black veil?" The beautiful woman suddenly spoke, and Mo didn't even introduce each other.  Di Shuye was stunned. He was pretending to be dumbfounded, but he was shouting in his heart: "Of course, of course I want to see it. I wanted to see it more than ten years ago." "You want to see it, right?  You want to marry her after seeing her, but are you worthy of your current wife?" She shouted sharply with her almond-shaped eyes.  Di Shuye's whole body was shocked, Han Jiangxue, Han Jiangxue, Jiang Xue "Man, I hate people like you who eat from the bowl and look at the pot the most. When I meet such a man, I have only one kind of heart.  Attitude, kill! " As soon as the word 'kill' came out, there was already a piece of white silk in her hand. The pale white silk was whiter than the snow on the ground. It was so white that it made people feel cold.  Bai Ling was like a sharp sword in her hand, a cold sword.  The sound fell, the sword came out, and the momentum was like a rainbow.  Di Shuye was shocked, and the soul-stirring sword slashed forward, but Bai Ling suddenly softened. Di Shuye felt that the sword seemed to have struck the soft jade, and it was limp and without any force. The Danhuo energy just surged out of the sword's edge.  , suddenly felt a strong rebound force coming from Bai Ling's body, and her arms suddenly became hot.  My own Dan Fire energy was actually bounced back by this seemingly soft white silk.  Di Shuye's face turned cold, his moves suddenly changed, and his whole body suddenly snaked back and forth like a snake.  "Snake nature is inherently licentious. You are indeed such a person. What's the use of keeping you?" Bai Suxin scolded, and the white silk rolled out of her hand. In an instant, a dense layer of gray-white mist filled the white silk.  The atomization of self-cultivation power is a symbol of the supreme level.  Di Shuye was complaining in his heart, and the description was getting darker and darker. What's more, this was Mo's mother. He couldn't even think of fighting back with all his strength.  "The sky and the earth are round, and attack and defense change. Attack is also defense, and defense is attack. Since there is nothing wrong with seeking, why should we be afraid?" The voice of the devil's erhu instrument soul sounded in his mind, and Di Shuye's heart was filled with excitement.??, suddenly secretly scolding himself for being a fool.  The best way to deal with an angry woman is not to subdue her with force, nor to stand up to her. Only fools will stalk a woman, not to mention that this woman cannot be beaten.  The best way is to hide like a tortoise. She can't break your tortoise shell, and her anger will gradually dissipate. When she dissipates her anger, it will not be too late to resolve the conflict.  "Phoenix Feathers!" With a low shout, Di Shuye's top turned into a butterfly dance with a hiss, and the phoenix feathers on his back instantly grew bigger, and suddenly turned into a blue gown, with a high stand-up collar covering his entire head.  Really like a turtle.  The Fire Feather Armor has returned to what it looked like when the Golden Scales transformed into its second transformation, but now, except for the collar, the Fire Feather Armor looks more like an ordinary cyan gown.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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