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Accompanied by the mechanical sounds of the system, Bu Feifan's mind instantly filled with a lot of knowledge about "Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting" and singing out of thin air.
This knowledge seems to be deeply engraved in the depths of his soul, and Ren Feifei feels as if he has been immersed in the "qinqi, calligraphy, painting" and singing for countless years. The relevant knowledge and operations are like trusting hands You can twist it.
For a while, Bu Feifei felt itchy and eager to try these skills.
However, after looking around the room, Bu Feifan didn't find any props suitable for experimenting with 'qin, chess, calligraphy and painting', so he had to focus on his singing skills.
After all, singing only needs a voice, and no other props are needed.
"Ahem"
At that moment, Bu Feifei cleared his throat, and immediately began to sing softly¡ª¡ª
"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and broke the world"
The deep and melodious voice sounded softly, revealing the sadness of being lonely after the prosperity.
"so smart?!"
Just after singing the first line, Bu Feifan's eyes lit up.
The name of this song is "Fireworks Are Cold", and it is one of his favorite songs. I don't know how many times he has sung it, but he has never sung it as beautifully as he does now.
Even, he felt that what he sang now was even more beautiful than the original song.
For a moment, Bu Feifan couldn't help but his heart was agitated.
Immediately, he continued to sing the first line¡ª¡ª
"Dreams are cold and tossed in a lifetime of love debts and several books
If you default to life and death
Waiting for the annual rings round and round
How many layers of the pagoda was broken, whose soul was broken?
Pain goes straight to a mountain gate with a crumbling lamp
Allow me to wait for history to turn around
Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a zither
? The old hometown is full of rain and the vegetation is deep
I heard you are always alone
"
Every word and sentence, every word and sound, the sound breaks people's hearts.
Accompanied by the low and sad singing echoing softly, a sense of helplessness and sadness slowly filled the air.
At the same time, Bu Feifei sang and sang, and his mind was involuntarily immersed in the song.
In a trance, he seemed to have come to an ancient world full of wars.
Here, he turned into a general. In order to go to the front line, he bid farewell to his beloved woman. When he parted, he said to her: "When I return in triumph, I will marry you"
However, the country where the general was located lost the war, and he was seriously injured and fled to a Jialan temple.
In the end, due to various reasons, he became a monk and stayed in Jialan Temple. From then on, he became the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.
It's just that the general is knocking on the wooden fish every day and night, seemingly peaceful and peaceful, but every moment, he is thinking about the woman in his heart.
His heart has never been quiet, beating for her every moment.
Finally, I don't know how many years have passed, the war subsided, the world was peaceful, and he could finally go back to find her.
In front of the mottled city gate, it was here that he made a promise to her back then, and when he returned in triumph, he would marry her through the door.
Now, there are still traces of the city gate, but she has disappeared.
He searched all over the city, every place the two had been to, but he couldn't find her.
Later, he heard that there used to be a woman here who would come to this mottled city gate to look into the distance every day for more than ten years without interruption.
A passerby once asked her what she was doing, but she just smiled and said that she was waiting for her beloved to come back.
It's a pity that more than ten years have passed, and the woman has not been able to wait for the person she was waiting for, and finally died of illness in front of the city gate.
Someone was moved by her true feelings, so they collected her body and built an unnamed solitary grave for her, and buried her on the slope outside the city, just facing the city gate.
Perhaps, even if she died, she wanted to continue waiting.
This is what the person who built the grave for her said.
The general finally sat in front of her grave for three months, and then returned to the Jialan Temple, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, and never stepped out of the temple again
at the same time.
Outside the bamboo house, not far away.
? Clear lotus pond?, a bamboo pavilion stands in the middle.
At this moment, in the bamboo pavilion.
A handsome and extraordinary young man was sitting on a stone bench, holding a chess piece in his hand, and was playing chess with a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi.
And beside the woman in Tsing Yi, sat a woman in white with a light veil on her face.
The young man was holding the chess piece, obviously lost in thought.
Just at this moment, suddenly, a low and sad song came¡ª¡ª
"Listening to the laughter of youth ushering in the envy of many people
The annals of history are too ruthless if they are gentle and refuse to write
Fireworks are easy to be cold, personnel and affairs are easy to divide
And you're asking me if I'm still serious
Thousands of years later, who will be waiting
? And how can Qing History not be true Wei Shu Luoyang City
If you are living with the previous life
? Follow the world of mortals and follow me wandering all my life
"
The singing voice is low and gentle, full of helpless sighs and unwilling sorrow.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of the three people in the bamboo pavilion.
"Huh?!"
The woman in white turned her head to look in the direction of the bamboo house, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she said softly like an oriole, "I didn't expect Chan'er to have such singing masters here."
"The person who sang the song should be Mr. Liu's friend?!"
The woman in Tsing Yi smiled slightly and looked at the young man opposite.
The young man put down the chess piece in his hand, and said with a casual smile, "Brother Bu and I are the only two men in this Huashan Garden, so it must be Brother Bu."
Boom! !
At this time, suddenly, the white clouds in the sky transpired, and a huge projection emerged.
On the projection.
In front of the mottled city gate, a young general was saying goodbye to a woman.
When parting, he said to her: "When I return in triumph, I will definitely marry you"
Immediately afterwards, the screen changed, and the general was fighting bloody battles on the battlefield.
Immediately, the screen changed again. The country where the general was located lost successively, and the general was seriously injured and was exiled in a Jialan temple
One picture after another, changing with the ups and downs of the singing, is exactly what Bu Feifan has seen and encountered in the war-torn world in a trance, incarnate as a general.
"Turn fictitiousness into reality, evolve with songs"
With a flash of light in the eyes of the woman in white, she stood up, looked up at the projection in the sky, and murmured in a low voice.
"Enter Taoism through singing?!"
The woman in Tsing Yi also stood up and walked to the woman in white, with an inexplicable light in her eyes.
Behind them, the young man looked at the projection in the sky, and listened to this song that was more and more shocking to the soul and moved the heart and sorrow, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.
But soon, a haze flashed in his eyes imperceptibly
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