The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 418, Immemorial Relic Music Qin
"mom"

Ding Lian, who had fled the way, was a little terrified when she was stopped, and subconsciously said, "You're mistaken."

"I'm not mistaken." Feng Yi looked at Ding Lian with a complicated face, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, Mom."

"Actually, I knew you came to me a few days ago, just because I was afraid that my adoptive parents would change their attitude towards me because of your arrival." Feng Yi took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry .”

At this time, Feng Tianming and his wife also came out to see Feng Yi and Ding Lian.

Looking at the two of them, Feng Tianming's expression was complicated at first, and finally turned into relief.

"child."

"Mom and Dad."

"You can finally play the piano sound with real emotion." Feng Tianming said with emotion: "I really didn't lose face to our old Feng family. My old face swelled for a while. That's great."

Feng Tianming patted Feng Yi's shoulder, then looked at Ding Lian, and said with a smile.

"I respect your choice, no matter what, parents will support you"

At this time, Feng Yi said as if he mustered up his courage.

"You are my parents, this is an unchangeable fact, before, now, and in the future, but she is also my mother, and you are all my relatives."

After getting this answer, both Feng Tianming and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

It is really great that the child will not leave himself.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ding Lian smiled softly, stroked the photo of her deceased husband in her arms, and murmured.

"The child has grown up, and he has grown into a man of indomitable spirit"

Feng Tianming and others left the venue with Ding Lian. It doesn't matter if they win or not. Feng Yi is a well-deserved champion.

Back home, after making a pot of tea for Ding Lian, Feng Tianming immediately went to his room and took out a big box.

Open it carefully, it is a slightly worn-out Guqin, the handwriting on it has long been blurred and cannot be seen clearly.

This is a real guqin, an instrument that has gone through the vicissitudes of time.

"This is." Feng Yi murmured, stroking the guqin, which seemed to have a strange attraction, which made Feng Yi a little immersed in it, but soon, he woke up.

"This is Guqin, it's called Taikoo Yiyin." Feng Tianming smiled.

"Prime ancient music?" Feng Yi said with a look of surprise: "Isn't the ancient music a famous piano from the Tang Dynasty? It is now in the collection of the Central Conservatory of Music"

As a guqin player, Feng Yi naturally knew about the famous qin of this fantastic era.

"Yangyin collects ancient sounds, and so do I. They were all produced in the Tang Dynasty. It doesn't matter which one is true and which one is false." Feng Tianming smiled and said: "Maybe in that era, Immemorial Yiyin itself is a standard piano."

"And this violin is different from ordinary violins in that it is a violin with a soul. Only those who can play emotions can feel this violin. Try it."

Feng Yi reached out to touch.

Sure enough, I felt all kinds of emotions coming from the piano.

Sadness, pain, happiness, heartbreak, love, regret, parting, all kinds of emotions.

"I actually felt all kinds of emotions from a guqin. Does he really have life?" Feng Yi looked at the guqin with a shocked face, unable to describe his mood at this moment in words .

A dead thing can actually perceive emotions from above.

"That's right, this is a living qin." Feng Tianming said, "I went to see Yang Yin's ancient relics, and that qin has no soul."

"No wonder Dad you said that we didn't choose the piano, but Qin chose us."

However, Feng Yi said with a wry smile when he touched the piano.

"Sorry, Dad. Sorry, I can't take this piano."

"Why?" Feng Tianming was a little stunned: "This is a guqin with a soul. When I had it, I didn't know how happy I was. I had a unique guqin."

At this time, Feng Yi looked at the Qin with a regretful expression.

"I know, I also like this piano very much. It has a soul and makes people intoxicated. But the rhyme of my piano is not emitted by me, but by my mother. I play it through her emotions. The music is suitable for owning it, but it's not me." Feng Yi stroked the piano lightly and said, "Dad, I have a merciless request."

"Tell me." Feng Tianming asked doubtfully.

"Can I give this violin to someone else." Feng Yi said with a complicated face: "I think he is more qualified to own this violin than me."

Originally, Feng Yi thought that Feng Tianming would be angry, but unexpectedly Feng Tianming was happy: "It doesn't matter, this piano itself is for you, and what you want to use it for has the qualification."

"Aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry, there is nothing to be angry about." Feng Tianming patted Feng Yi's head and said, "Send it to you to make the decision, and you have full power to deal with it. Just give it to him, I just hope that this piano will not be ashamed in his hands."

"Thank you. Really thank you"

Feng Yi felt that he was really lucky to have this father——

"How do you know that Pindao is here?" Li Yu noticed Feng Yi behind him.

The current Feng Yi is completely different from before. He no longer has the lack of self-confidence and sluggishness before. Instead, he has a maturity that cherishes the present even more.

It doesn't look like a 20-year-old young man, but a middle-aged man who has gone through many vicissitudes.

"After all, I have spent more than ten years with Ding Lian in the illusion, and that time is real." Li Yu pondered, "Why are you here looking for the poor?"

Feng Yi calmly placed the Immemorial Music Qin in front of Li Yu.

"I want to give you this piano."

Li Yu's first reaction was to feel the different aura on the guqin.

"Why did you give this piano to me?" Li Yu was a little puzzled by Feng Yi's behavior. Even if this piano didn't contain spirituality, it was still a valuable antique, and it was very valuable.

"No, I just subconsciously feel that this piano should be yours. I can't get rid of this kind of thought. When I touched this piano, I felt so." Feng Yi was also a little distressed about his own thoughts, muttering : "Obviously I like this piano very much, and I really want to own it. To be honest, when I came to your place, I also experienced a lot of psychological struggles. I wanted to own this piano, but unfortunately in the end I still felt that this piano It’s better to keep you contained.”

Li Yu was puzzled, but still touched the guqin.

In an instant, all kinds of emotions on the piano flooded, and at the same time, there were pictures after another.

this violin
It is a magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)