Kamen Rider I am Ankh

Chapter 132

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“Ah, how do you say it? Our violins are infused with our souls, life, and most importantly, prayer. Kazeji took a sip.

“Pray?” Hongdu is a little strange.

“Well, it is a prayer, from the heart, even if it is reincarnated, it will not be forgotten.” Kazeji nodded.

“That, is something that will never decay, and your father, in Bloody.Rose, infused himself with prayer.” Kazeji nodded.

“Wait, I’ll go get Bloody.Rose.” When Hongdu heard this, he hurriedly went upstairs.

It didn’t take long for Hongdu to bring Bloody.Rose over.

“This is Bloody.Rose.” Hongdu brought Bloody.Rose to Kazeji.

“Long time no see, Bloody.Rose.” Kazeji stroked Bloody.Rose’s body.

“Since that concert 22 years ago, you and Memory haven’t met each other for a long time.” Fengji opened his violin case.

So, Memory appeared in front of several people.

“This color, this brilliance, I can’t believe that there is such a color and brilliance, and it is comparable to Bloody.Rose.” When Hongdu saw Fengzhi’s Memory, he couldn’t help but exclaim.

“May I take a look?” Hongdu walked in front of Fengzhi.

Fengzhi looked at him, smiled, nodded, and said, “Of course.” ”

Hongdu carefully took out Memory from the violin case.

“Xiaodu.” On the side, the corner of Shizuka’s mouth twitched.

“Don’t be noisy, Shizuka, this is simply a famous weapon.” Hongdu hurriedly asked Shizuka not to make a noise, so as not to disturb him watching Fengji’s violin, Memory

“How did it come to this?” Shizuka looked at Hongdu with an obsessive look in disbelief.

“It’s normal, after all, he seems to like the violin, and this Bloody.Rose is very well maintained, and it seems that you haven’t dusted him in these 22 years.” Feng Zhi thought when he heard this, shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

“However, Xiaodu is too much like this.” Shizuka shook her head in disbelief.

“No, I think it’s normal for him to be like this, after all, he is also the son of Hongyinye, a man who inherits the bloodline of the genius of the century.” Kazeji took another sip of water, “No, or rather, a man who inherits a bloodline that surpasses the talents of the gods, this attitude is right.” ”

“I can’t believe it, this man…” Shizuka’s whole body stiffened when she heard this.

“But how to say it? If you look at this violin like this, it is impossible to make this violin. Fengzhi suddenly spoke, interrupting Hongdu, who looked obsessive.

Hongdu originally looked at Fengji’s violin Memory, and then, with his own Bloody.Rose, hoping to see the materials used to make the two violins.

“What do you mean by that?” When Hongdu heard this, he was puzzled.

“To make a violin, you don’t necessarily need to make the exact same violin, if you only copy someone else’s violin and make the exact same violin, you will never be able to make a famous instrument.” Kazeji shook his head.

“What do you mean?” Hongdu looked at Fengzhi.

“Believe in yourself, no, or rather, the violin you need to make should be your own violin, not to imitate someone else’s violin, otherwise, you will not be able to make your own violin for the rest of your life.” Kazeji picked up his violin Memory.

“You are…” Hongdu watched as Fengji picked up the bow, a little alarmed.

“Listen to it, my music.” Kazeji began to pull the bow.

……

A few minutes later, Kazeji put down his violin Memory bow and looked at Hongdu.

And Hongdu, after listening to the violin played by Fengzhi, closed his eyes, as if recalling the music played by Fengzhi.

After a while, Hongdu opened his eyes and looked at Fengzhi in disbelief.

“Can’t believe it, this music, feeling.” Hongdu was a little excited.

“Come and see.” Fengji gave the bow to Hongdu.

“Me?” When Hongdu heard this, he couldn’t believe himself.

“Well, try it, let it listen, you play the violin.” Kazeji nodded.

“Really?” Hongdu couldn’t believe it.

“Try it, my famous weapon-Memory” Fuji put the bow in his hand.

“I see.” When Hongdu heard this, he nodded.

A few minutes later, after Hongdu put down his violin.

Kazeji spoke, “Why would you want to imitate that piece I just made?” ”

“I,” Hongdu lowered his head when he heard this, “I want to try it.” ”

“Try it?” When Fengzhi heard this, he smiled.

“Defeat to you, you don’t have to try my music, my music can only be pulled out by myself, what you pull out is your music.” Fengji remembered it.

“You mean, I just have to pull my own music?” Hongdu is not an idiot.

“Ah, that’s right, you just pull out your own music, and that’s it.” Kazeji nodded.

“But what do I do to pull out my own music?” Hongdu looked at Fengji expectantly.

“Think for yourself.” Kazeji shrugged.

Fengzhi is not his nanny, so naturally it is impossible to tell him everything.

“Do you want to do it yourself?” When Hongdu heard this, he was a little disappointed.

“Of course, you have to think about your own things, you have to find the results yourself, don’t expect others to tell you the answer.” Kazeji smiled.

“May I?” Hongdu seemed a little unconfident.

“Why not?” Kazeji smiled.

“I can’t seem to do it.” Hongdu lowered his head and did not look at Fengzhi.

“Keep your head up.” Feng Zhi was a little annoyed when he saw Hongdu like this.

“Huh?” Hongdu was a little puzzled.

“Keep your head up.” Fengji’s voice became louder.

“Yes.” Hongdu took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Fengzhi.

“It’s really disappointing that you’re like this.” Kazeji shook his head.

“Me, disappointed?” Hongdu was about to bow his head again.

“Raise your head!” Kazeji’s voice raised again.

When Hongdu heard Fengzhi’s words, he unconsciously raised his head and looked at Fengzhi.

“Look into my eyes.” Fengji’s eyelids jumped.

“Ah, yes.” When Hongdu heard this, he nodded and looked into Fengzhi’s eyes.

“Kazuyin that guy, you are really much better, even, I think, you don’t think it’s his son.” The corner of Fengji’s mouth twitched.

“Father, what kind of person is it?” Hongdu looked into Fengji’s eyes and asked curiously.

“Full sense of justice, love music, fun, and, moreover, a wanderer.” Feng Zhi heard this and thought about it.

“Especially, that guy is a guy who can give his life for the sake of his beloved.” Kazeji sighed.

“Is that so? Is the father such a person? Hongdu nodded as if he understood something.

“This is just the red sound I saw, your own words, or you have to understand it yourself.” Kazeji suddenly interrupted his conjecture.

“Huh?” When Hongdu heard this, he was puzzled, “Why?” ”

“Everyone’s eyes, looking at the same person, will look different, what I see is only what I see, not what you see, it’s like the violin I just said.” Kazeji smiled.

“Do you mean that I want to know my father’s words, or do I want myself?” Hongdu gritted his teeth.

“That’s right.” Kazeji nodded.

“However, my father is dead, and I…” Hongdu hesitated.

“Why do you think that?” Kazeji raised an eyebrow.

“Hey?” When Hongdu heard this, he was a little puzzled.

“Your father has been guarding you, why do you think he is dead?” Feng Ji picked up Bloody.Rose.

“You mean, at Bloody.Rose?” Hongdu looked at Fengzhi’s actions and seemed to understand.

“That guy has always lived in this world, guarding us where we can’t see.” Kazeji nodded.

“Hongyin also he, when making Bloody.Rose, injected his soul, life and prayers into it, so to speak, this Bloody.Rose is your father in a sense, he has been watching you.” Kazeji puts Bloody.Rose in front of Hongdu.

“Father…” Hongdu took the violin, his eyes changing.

“You, just make your own violin, you just pull out your own music, that’s the best and best.” Kazeji picked up the violin case.

And Hongdu also recovered from his appreciation of Bloody.Rose.

“Are you leaving?” Hongdu looked at Fengzhi’s appearance and asked.

“Ah, almost, I just wanted to meet you.” Kazeji smiled.

“See me? Didn’t you say, to see your father? Hongdu was puzzled.

“I’ve seen it.” Kazeji smiled.

“Seen it?” Hongdu was puzzled.

“Ah, just saw it.” Kazeji smiled mysteriously.

“Sometimes, when you say you want to meet, you don’t have to meet the real person.” Kazeji nodded Bloody.Rose.

“Have you ever heard of seeing things?” Kazeji came out of here.

“Seeing things and thinking about people?!” Hongdu looked at Bloody.Rose in his hand and smiled again, “So that’s the case, does it mean this?” “_