The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 178

The sound of "bouncing and bouncing" strings plucking sounded in the room.

Zhao Changhe really sat there and played the piano seriously.

Baoqin stood beside him tremblingly, looking at that posture, he wanted to rush to save her precious Qin at any time, as long as the bear showed any violence, he was guaranteed to be pushed three feet away by Baoqin.

However, it is very strange that the strings of the piano were broken with a touch of hands and feet last time, and he hasn't practiced more in the past few days, but this time his sitting posture is inexplicably much lighter, and it is no longer so rigid. There is stillness.

So he stroked the strings, and although it looked very dull, he could really play.

No other, just because it was not the strings that were tensed at that time, but himself. Otherwise, how can a warrior who can use a broad knife to shave his beard control power casually break his strings?

And these days, my body and mind have slowed down, that's all.

It's just that he hasn't learned a single piece of music, and now he is following which note each string corresponds to that Tang Wanzhuang exemplified that day. Gongshang Jiaozheng dials one by one, and then reverses, which is extremely boring.

But it seems that every beginner starts like this. Baoqin thought of when he was five years old, forget it.

Boring is boring, but Tang Wanzhuang leaned on the bed and looked at it with slightly curved eyes, looking very pleasant to listen to. After listening for a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep comfortably, resting comfortably.

Baoqin's eyes are circled, and he can't feel the repetitive and boring tones that are pleasant to hear, and he doesn't even have a sense of rhythm. It's good if he doesn't feel irritable when he listens to it. Miss, can she really relax?

Zhao Changhe played nonchalantly for a few minutes, and he became impatient with playing. He just wanted to work hard when he had nothing to do, and began to think about how to play simple tunes.

The so-called simple melody, the first reaction in Zhao Changhe's mind was that the little stars were shining. He tried to dial it with one finger, and the melody really came out, so happy that Zhao Changhe grinned unconsciously, it was very fun!

As a result, the next sentence got stuck, and the sound of "fa" seemed to be lost... Reluctantly asked Baoqin for help: "Hello..."

"I don't call you hello, I'm called Baoqin. No, you can't call me, you have to call me girl."

"Oh, hold the girl..."

Baoqin glared: "My surname is not Bao!"

"Hush!" Zhao Changhe whispered, "Your miss is resting, don't make too much noise, be good."

Holding the piano and lowering the voice: "What are you doing?"

"Let me hum for a while, where do you see the sound, teach me?" Zhao Changhe hummed the tune of little stars all over the sky: "Where are the two sounds at the beginning?"

"It's so ugly, why do you hum like a pig?"

Zhao Changhe rubbed his fists, clasped the piano with palms in front of him, and took half a step back.

"That's Bianzheng Qingjiao. You need to play the string with your left hand to change the tone. You can't play Zen with one hand." Tang Wan's dressed-up voice came from the bedside: "Hold the piano and show him a demonstration."

Hugging the qin, he moved his little hand over with aggrievedness, pressed it with his left hand and plucked it with his right hand, and the sound was right.

Tang Wanzhuang closed her eyes and said softly: "This is not a dual-purpose technique. It requires the coordination of both hands. It is quite difficult for a normal beginner, but it should be easy for a warrior, especially you who have one right hand on one side. The one who cuts people has a stone in his left hand..."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Do you understand well? Did the investigation report ever pile up on the desk?

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "Okay, let's try it, I hope to finish listening to this song today."

Baoqin said: "He should be a nursery rhyme, miss? What are you looking forward to..."

"What's the matter with the nursery rhymes? I just want to listen to the nursery rhymes." Tang Wanzhuang's voice became softer and softer: "Even my mother hasn't played the nursery rhymes for me..."

Hold the piano silently.

Zhao Changhe didn't say a word, he just learned the fingering method of holding the piano to find the tune. After tinkering for a while, he finally found the right tune, and continued to play.

After stumbling through a piece of Little Xing Xing, she looked up at Tang Wanzhuang leaning against the head of the bed, her tense brows gradually relaxed, her whole expression seemed to relax a lot, and she seemed to be really asleep...

Zhao Changhe didn't dare to play any more, he "hush" again at Baoqin, and walked out of the room lightly.

Baoqin hesitated for a moment, then quietly chased after him, and stopped him at the door: "Well, is there anything special about your song? I've played many songs to help the lady listen to the heart, but none of them have this effect...you These few simple tunes are so badly played..."

"Will you speak?"

"...Don't let people tell the truth?"

"Why do you ask this? Want to help your lady?"

"Yes……"

"That's probably not the case." Zhao Changhe sighed: "It's because she saw that I was proceeding according to the direction in her heart, and she felt a lot more peaceful in her heart... She has nothing to do about other troubles, and she doesn't know when it will be the end. I became something to look forward to concretely, a straw, nothing more."

"Then...then why does she like nursery rhymes? It doesn't matter if no one plays them to her. I played them when I practiced the piano."

"It's not that she hasn't heard nursery rhymes, it's just that no one has played nursery rhymes for her. In people's hearts, Tang Wan's make-up is so strong that even if she feels sorry for her being weak and tired, and asks her to take care of her body, does anyone think, silly boy, this is not your business. Me? No, everyone hopes that she will take care of her body so that she can better support the world."

Baoqin was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

"It's a pity, I only said the first half of the sentence, I can't say the word 'I'm coming'." Zhao Changhe patted Qin on the shoulder, turned and left: "Take good care of your lady, don't mess around." I caught a cold, ah."

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Back in his guest house, Zhao Changhe took a slow bath, took out the gold leaf and sword seal again and started to study.

Now that the commitment to Sisi is complete, it's time to start your own research.

For Sisi, the sword techniques that can be used to unlock the first secret level. Zhao Changhe can repeat the key points and simulate movements, but in fact it is just a show, and the real power cannot be used. That is to say, his understanding of sword techniques is limited. As far as the porch, it goes beyond the outline.

In fact, even though the Xuanguan-level swordsmanship is comprehensible, it is not enough to show its strength. My own Xuesha sword technique has a trick that can be used at the Xuanguan Eightfold, so far I can't use it, and the swordsmanship is even more meaningless.

So the goal right now is very clear, find a few tricks that you can exert the greatest power at present, and try to integrate them into the sword technique.

Although the left sword and right sword are handsome, but it is too inconvenient, it is better to focus on the sword technique...

At this time, the book of heaven has also evolved, and it seems that more people have been unsealed.

Not only can I form a phantom space, allowing myself to watch the Sword Emperor's preaching in it, but I can control this phantom space to show what I want to show like a lucid dream. The emperor shows all the unique skills that can be used between the fifth and seventh levels of the entrance, and the sword emperor only shows this part of the unique skills for you to choose.

——Speaking of Tianshu becoming more and more spiritual, how do you plan to kill yourself when it is completely unsealed in the future?

Forget it later, I have too many sword skills and I don't have the heart to think about other things.

There are too many sword moves that can be called unique skills in the fifth to seventh layers of the entrance that the Sword Emperor showed.

What Sisi is given is only one type of sword intent, a set of branches of swordsmanship, and the sword seal as the "general outline of swordsmanship" can reflect more than this type? All kinds of sword intents and countless methods are things that require a lifetime of comprehension. There are at least a hundred kinds of swordsmanship derived from this level alone, and there are hundreds of moves that can be called unique skills.

Most of them are not suitable for changing the knife method, and some are not suitable for Zhao Changhe's style. In the end, after screening, there are about a dozen moves to choose from.

Then screened out some relatively repetitive functions, and finally Zhao Changhe chose three moves.

All the next thoughts are on how to integrate these three sword techniques into the saber technique, on the day of success, when you leave?

As soon as the idea came up, Zhao Changhe patted his head.

Why did this kind of brain circuit start again, slow down, calm down... just tell yourself not to do this, as if you have to rush to do something after finishing one thing.

There is nothing you need to rush to do, precipitation is the last word.

"Knock, knock, knock~" There was a knock on the door.

Zhao Changhe withdrew from the heavenly book, only to realize that it took a whole night just to choose moves, and the sky was already bright.

After opening the door, Tang Wanzhuang was standing there, smiling slightly: "Now there is no need to write a score, and Wanzhuang is still welcome to visit?"

"Are you all right?"

"It's good to have enough rest. It's been a long time since I slept so peacefully last night. Thank you son for the nursery rhymes."

"So you have to slow down yourself, and don't plan to take care of Maitreya's affairs today?"

"I don't care about today, should I live for myself one day?"

"Then I want to spoil the scenery..." Zhao Changhe said, "How about living for me today?"

Tang Wanzhuang: "?"

Zhao Changhe didn't blush, and said very naturally: "I have learned three sword techniques, and I am thinking about how to integrate them into the sword technique. You are a great master, help me refer to it?"

Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "It's what I want."

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