Knowing each other with you [Sword Three]

Xiang Zhisu plucked the strings, the ancient strings had long lost their pitch and tone.But even the dull sound of the piano made the venue completely silent, and even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

The moment her fingertips touched the strings, Xiang Zhi concentrated on plucking the strings as if in a state of concentration, without distracting thoughts or hearing noises.

Perhaps it is the depression that has lasted for thousands of years. Even with the already hoarse voice, Guqin still has to tell the time of the ages.Miraculously, the out-of-tune strings came back into tune, and with Xiang Zhi's initial test, the vibrations of the strings seemed to be freed from confinement, and the soul of the guqin was released, struggling, hoping to play again, Through the sound, it is conveyed from the fingertips to Xiang Zhi's heart.

Sorry, I am late.

However, I will give it my all, as you wish.

The body of the piano trembled slightly.

Xiang Zhi was immersed in a wonderful realm, but the audience with supernatural powers widened their eyes in surprise: What did they see? !The guqin exuded an elegant light, as if it had life, and it was breathing like a light, and it slowly spread from the girl's fingertips to wrap her whole body.

It is said that the ancient inheritance has a very mysterious and powerful power, some of which have passed with time, and some have been precipitated. When the day of destiny meets the person who is hit, the power is liberated and reappears in the world.

This is a piano handed down from thousands of years ago, right?Could it be that what they saw was a strand of soul remaining in the piano?Such an ancient inheritance, if there is a divine soul in it, it must be a very powerful ancient soul.

After all, there are only a small number of people with supernatural powers, and most of the audience are just ordinary people. They can't see the ancient soul of the piano awakened from the piano. They just listen to the sound of the piano and become intoxicated.

The sound of Guqin is very unique. Even a layman who does not understand the rhythm can feel the quietness and distance of Guqin.The loose tones are loose, deep and far away, which reminds people of ancient times; Dialogue, time is like the mood of people's hearts, ethereal and changeable.The overtones are like the sky, the pressed sounds are like people, and the scattered sounds are like the earth. They are called the three sounds of heaven, earth and man.

Therefore, the guqin has three sounds in one instrument, which can express the thoughts of human feelings, and can also reach the principles of heaven, earth and the universe.In Guqin music, where the three tones are intertwined, ever-changing, and endlessly long, the high mountains and flowing water, the wind in the pines, the light of water and clouds, the singing of insects and birds, as well as the complex thoughts of human feelings and the principles of religious philosophy can be contained and expressed as much as possible.

The sound of the clang and zither resounded through the venue, passing through the sky, inheriting the past and the present.

Unknowingly, supernatural powers circulated all over her body, Xiang Zhi was wearing a Confucian-style suit, and her flower branches were tied up with drooping double ponytails. With the moving piano sound, the water-colored sound waves rippled round and round, and the petals and leaves and the light feathers were riding the wind. Then, floating in the entire venue, Xiaolu Lixia happily walked through the air, singing along with the music.

The whole venue was like a dream.

The quick-responsive young viewers quickly turned on the terminals and started recording videos.Or what's more, simply and rudely started the live broadcast directly.

People kept pouring in from surrounding venues, or rushed over after discovering the live broadcast.

Just kidding, ordinary people can't see the effect of the power, but the video recorded or live broadcasted by the device of the power user can truly show the special effect of the power!It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see a supernatural being perform a supernatural power with his own eyes!Although ordinary people can't see any petals and leaves when they go to the scene, it's good to feel the aura of supernatural powers!Might as well wake up!

And the moment they entered the Guqin venue, they all lost their voices.Even the sound of the rubbing of clothes, the whispering of the crowd, and the sound of footsteps were all smoothed out by the rippling sound waves.

This world should have such a melody.

Ability?Special effects?what is that?

They hear only music that does not exist in this world, or that should exist in this world.

What did they hear?It is a long song, it is the past, and it is also the future.

People have never heard such a moving melody, so this is Guqin.Its history is as long as that of human beings, and ancient memories are awakened in people's souls.

They have heard such voices.

In the memory of the soul, this sound has been played countless times.

The low, slow, distant and ethereal sound of the piano allows people to enter the artistic conception of "silent music" beyond the sound from playing and listening to the piano, and experience the realm of "extreme sound" and "extreme tranquility".

What Xiang Zhi played was an excerpt from "Guangling San" that Ji Kang played on Suoqin before his execution.

The melody of "Guangling San" is passionate and generous. It is the only piece of music with the atmosphere of fighting with spears and spears among the existing Guqin music in Huaguo. It directly expresses the fighting spirit of the oppressed against the tyrant, and has a high ideological and artistic quality.Perhaps Ji Kang also saw the rebellious spirit and fighting will of "Guangling San" so much that he loved "Guangling San" so deeply and had such deep feelings for it.

The same is true for Xiang Zhi today.Guqin, which has been silent for many years, is so sad.But when someone touches the strings lightly, it still tries its best to play.Even after thousands of years, the tone is no longer hoarse and dull, but it still has the desire to resound through the sky.

The guqin, which has been covered in dust for thousands of years, has never given up resistance even if it is bound and buried. With Xiang Zhi's hand, it is played throughout the venue to let people know that this is its sound, this is the sound that belongs to human beings, A voice that belongs to history and this world.

Ji Kang is Xiang Zhi's most respected celebrity in the Western Jin Dynasty. He disapproves of those long-standing and grandiose dogmas and etiquettes, and even more deeply hates those smoky, flattering and deceitful official careers.He would rather be an unknown and free blacksmith outside the city of Luoyang than join the ranks of Zhuzi.He obsessively pursues the lofty state of life in his heart: get rid of constraints, release human nature, return to nature, and enjoy leisure.

It is said that the famous song "Guangling San" originated from Nie Zheng's assassination of Prime Minister Han, and died because of Ji Kang's punishment.At that time, the Sima family was fighting for power with Cao Wei, and Ji Kang, who was "sexy and talented", stood by Cao Wei's side and always held a non-cooperative attitude towards Sima family.Ji Kang's resistance to the Sima Group eventually led to his death. In 262 BC, Ji Kang was beheaded for the crime of "chaos".

Ji Kang was once accused by Zhong Hui of "not serving the emperor at the top, and not serving the prince at the bottom". His independence and unruly made him pay the price of his life.In Xiangzhi's previous era, most people's way of life was to live in peace and compromise. Although she yearned for "unrestrained indulgence and love for freedom", the reality forced her to bow her head many times.

Although "Guangling San" has "excellent tone", some people have always criticized "Guangling San" as "the most unpeaceful", "angry and impatient", and has the so-called "image of a minister overpowering the emperor".

But what is a country?What is the most important thing in a country?

are people.

It is the people of the country.

I have been in power for many years, and have been blinded by the advantages and disadvantages of power. How many generations of monarchs still remember the ambition of Lingyun when they were young?When you are getting old, when you think back to the past, how many days have you cared about your country and your people with all your heart?

Regardless of the ancients, Xiang Zhi's era was not an era where voices could be heard.

She had hoped to make her mark in the big city.She graduated from a prestigious school with excellent grades and a graduate full of dreams. During the interview, the boss praised her very much, but at the end of the interview, she implicitly hinted: You are too young, have no experience and background, want to develop, want to The future is boundless, it is difficult.But there is always a way, the middle-aged man took her hand, the meaning is self-evident.

Xiang Zhi knows that many boys and girls face such a choice.

The easier way, or the harder way.

But easy or difficult, only in relative terms.Life is never easy, are you willing to resist, or compromise?

On the night of bidding farewell to the boss, Xiang Zhi played "Guangling San" all night.

Then he opened the phone's address book and blocked the middle-aged man who drove a Rolls Royce worth 600 million.

Maybe she can achieve the results that her parents couldn't achieve in a lifetime, she can live in a villa and drive a BMW, but there is a voice in her heart that says she doesn't want to.

Even after she stepped into the adult world and knew that this world has a set of rules for its own operation, she has her own persistence.

As long as she has a choice, she wants to stick to the voice in her heart.

As long as you persist, there will always be choices.

After that, she changed companies and started from the bottom, like an ordinary intern, became a full-time employee, promoted, and planned her future with a pitiful salary every month.She lives in a shared room of 20 square meters, 1000 per month, shared with another girl.The kitchen and bathroom shared by the two are so small that it is difficult to even turn around.

With the salary she saved for half a year, and with the consent of the landlord, she repainted the kitchen and bedroom, placed small furniture from the second-hand market and IKEA, and decorated the window sills with green plants.Rain or shine, she cooks a delicate and nutritious breakfast for herself in the clean and bright small kitchen, reads on the bed in the sunny bedroom, and sleeps peacefully in bed listening to music in the dark night when she sleeps tiredly under the covers.

She rejected the seemingly decent job, and she was alone, weaving her dreams in a small space of less than 20 square meters in a corner of a big city.

Maybe she is poor, but her work is the most honorable.

She wants to live life as it is, and daily life should be the most honorable job.

It's just that after working hard for a few years from dawn to dusk, she fell ill.

But she never doubted her choice, and there was never a trace of regret or hesitation in the sound of her piano.

She will not judge what choices others will make, and she is not qualified to judge other people's lives.

As long as she persists in herself, she will have no regrets in this life.

In the days that followed, she got what she wanted.She insists on herself and the path she chooses, even if her life is short, she lives a wonderful life with a clear heart.

Then, come to this strange world.Several months have passed, Xiang Zhi still wakes up in a dream, and then can't sleep all night.

The people she loves, the people who love her, are all gone.

There is no one here to protect her, no home where she can sleep peacefully.

Maybe walking on the road, there will be disasters, and then I will die forever.

She always dreamed that on the day when her fate was completely changed, dozens of shadow guards were killed in an instant. Their wide-open eyes stared straight at her, as if saying to her: This is you. s future.

She exhausts herself every day, studying hard, training hard, and earning money desperately, so that she can fall on the bed or the floor mat of the training ground, so that she can get rid of her fear and sleep for a while.

But thanks to the physique of the supernatural person, she recovered quickly.

damn it.

The largest creature she ever killed was a 10cm long centipede.On a night of heavy rain, pouring lightning and thunder, she was the only one in the rental room.The centipede crawled out from the bathroom floor, with two rows of densely packed feet, and was so fast that she screamed in fright, and was afraid of disturbing the neighbors.

She has only herself, and she has to kill this centipede.Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to stay in a confined space with so many giant bugs that crawled fast, bit people, and were poisonous.

She couldn't ask anyone for help, so she had to fight back her tears, and before the centipede crawled out of sight, she stepped on it hard and rolled it back and forth on the floor.

With such a long centipede, she stepped on it with her whole foot, and her head and feet were exposed.

Her scalp was numb, and her entire back was covered in cold sweat.After trampling the centipede to death, she returned to the room and fell on the bed. It took 10 minutes to calm down. She picked the centipede's body into the squatting toilet, and then kept flushing it, lest it was still dead, and then crawled down the sewer when it woke up. Come up for revenge.

Then she had a week of nightmares.

Now, let such a her come into this world and face the death of human beings, how long will it take to really "adapt"?

There is one thing Xiang Zhi is very clear about.If one day, she really adapts to such a world, then she will no longer be Xiang Zhi, but become the same as most people in this world, indifferent, numb, cruel, and other people.

She would rather have a lifetime of nightmares.Just fight back and see what happens.

You make me compromise?I am a person who has died once, and I am still afraid of death.

But I am even more afraid that when I die, there will only be a hideous body left, but inside is a rotten soul.

Perhaps this kind of persistence, which is ridiculous and pathetic in the eyes of some people, is the reason why Xiang Zongai played "Guangling San".

"Guang Ling San" was not written by Ji Kang, but Xiang Zhi respected Ji Kang because of "Guang Ling San", and fell in love with "Guang Ling San" because of Ji Kang.The "Guangling San" played by Ji Kang is a piece of this ancient famous song processed by Ji Kang. During the long-term spread, it is just like a folk song, which embodies the painstaking efforts of the eulogists of all ages.

It is precisely because Ji Kang played "Guangling San" before Xingsuo that this classical piano piece became famous. To a certain extent, "Guangling San" became "famous" because of Ji Kang.

It is rumored that on the execution ground, what Ji Kang thought was not that his radiant life was about to end, but that there would be no successor to a wonderful piece of music.He asked for a piano, and played the last "Guangling San" on the high execution platform in front of thousands of people who came to see him off.After playing, Ji Kang calmly took the lead and poked it. He was only 39 years old at the time.

His qin, his person, are worthy of the world, worthy of his ancestors, and worthy of his own heart.

The clanging sound of the piano, the mysterious tune, overwhelming, floated into everyone's heart.The eternal sound, the song is born from the heart, colorful and brilliant, with spears and spears vertically and horizontally.

In a strange time and space, Xiang Zhi once again played the ancient tune thousands of years ago, attracting thousands of people to hold their breath and go to watch.

Hello World.

I'm terrified, but I'm not willing to compromise.

do you hear my voice

In this world, I still have my own persistence, I still persist, and choose a path that will not regret it.

Just like my ancestors thousands of years ago, the gentleman played the qin and recited poems, carefree and carefree, holding a sword to the end of the world, open and frank.Regardless of ability, rich or poor, I still don't want to be humiliated by the rich and powerful, and I don't want to live for fame and wealth!

If anyone laughs, laugh at it.

Such a ridiculous and pathetic insistence, I have the final say.

It looks like a beautiful girl walking out of an ancient oriental scroll, with fair and slender fingers, simple and elegant movements, cadenced tunes, and a tactful and decisive melody.

Even in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a rare beauty in life and a rare performance.

And when people were immersed in the music of Guqin, the melody, which lasted only 10 minutes, was suddenly interrupted abruptly.

"Where did you come from! You dare to desecrate the Guqin! This is a treasure handed down by our ancestors for thousands of years, and it belongs to all human beings all over the world! If you cause any damage, can you afford it! Quickly give me She took it!" When the supervisor received the news, he came panting from the exhibition hall next door, his face was purple with anger.If the guqin is damaged, he will be responsible.

Dozens of robots with red warning lights flashing in their eyes rushed into the venue and onto the booth, surrounding Xiang Zhi layer upon layer.These seemingly inconspicuous robots can be seen everywhere, even the "hive" where Xiang Zhi used to live is equipped with many, ordinary people can't resist at all, and facing so many at the same time, Xiang Zhi has no room to resist.What's more, at this moment, Xiang Zhi has not yet escaped from that kind of mysterious and mysterious state, and being interrupted makes the supernatural powers in her body run wildly, and her internal organs are all colic.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Xiang Zhi was restrained by the robot, slowly got up, endured the discomfort, and was taken away calmly and sent to the detention center.

The supervisor who interrupted the performance aggressively made two phone calls on one side, and then smiled again, standing in the center of the booth, gesticulating and maintaining the order of the scene.The audience who seemed to wake up from a dream didn't pay him too much attention, but just dispersed one after another. A feast of music ended helplessly.