Chapter 3653

Although Qin Wuyan was puzzled, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to the wizard.

The wizard said again: "The old man is thirsty, go and pour a cup of tea for the old man to drink."

Qin Wuyan had no choice but to pour him a cup of tea, and held it in front of the old man with both hands, but the old man just took a sip and put the teacup back on the table.

The wizard said again: "The thing that the old man gave you is very important, and it must not fall into anyone's hands, do you understand?"

Qin Wuyan nodded.

"Not to be lost."

"yes."

"If you remember everything, it will be destroyed, you know?"

"yes."

"Study the rhythm well, and when you master the rhythm, you will be able to find the law inside."

"Thank you, old man."

The wizard waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

After Qin Wuyan left, the old man let out a long sigh: "Could it be God's will? If he didn't know the rhythm, or hadn't gotten started, maybe this Guiyuan song would be played today."

It's a pity that he went to learn temperament. Once he gets started, the Guiyuan song and the rhythm will complement each other.

His advice can only go so far, and it is up to the other party to comprehend it.

This Guiyuan song is originally a call to all things, including people.

Everyone has demons in their hearts, unless they overcome the demons with ideas, or if they don't know anything about music from the beginning, it will not have any effect.

Otherwise, the more serious the demons are, the harder it is to get rid of the demons in their hearts, and they will not be able to realize the essence of this song, and their mood will be affected by this rhythm.

Unless a person with a pure mind has not fallen into worldly resentment, he will pay attention to the rhythm itself...

Qin Wuyan returned to the wing room. After finishing his homework and reading the book, he took out the paper given to him by the wizard under the moonlight, and engraved the notes on it in his mind one by one.

After remembering everything in my mind, I blew on the torch, and burned those thin yellow sheets of paper.

The wizard's words echoed in his mind, Qin Wuyan thought for a moment, jumped out of the window, left the priest's mansion, went to a forest, and played the bamboo flute according to the notes...

But at the end, the scene of the tragic death of his elder brother and younger brother reappeared in his mind again, his mind was distracted, and his whole person was in a state of extreme anger and madness...

Before he could get away from the music, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Qin Wuyan seemed to have collapsed and lay down on the grass.

Holding the bamboo flute, he looked up at the full moon in the sky, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and the pain of the past pierced into his heart like a knife...

He thought of the words his brother had said to him before he died, and the tragedy of his brother being abused.

His chest rose and fell slightly...

The night is very quiet, surrounded by the sound of insects, and the wind is very cool, like a mother's whisper and caress.

Qin Wuyan's mood gradually calmed down.

After a long time, he got up from the ground, picked up the bamboo flute, and returned to the priest's residence.

For three days in a row, he came out to practice the flute every night. Although he had engraved the notes in his mind, every time he played halfway through the flute, his blood would surge. If he insisted on playing the flute, he would fall into a madness State, very hurt and sad...

Qin Wuyan had to give up playing for the time being, and planned to practice temperament first, and learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from his master.

The sound of the piano can cultivate sentiment, playing chess can give you an overview of the overall situation, calligraphy can calm your heart, painting can discover the subtle beauty, which can also be regarded as adjusting your mood...