Chapter 408 Awakening Talent

Boom--boom--boom--boom--! !

A huge roar sounded from a distance, and the entire grassland was shaking violently, like an earthquake.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, a short figure was frantically hitting the huge rock with his head hammer. With every collision between the two, large spider web patterns would appear on the surface of the rock, and it would be on the verge of collapse after a few hits.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

The clown smashed his head against the rock, shattering it into pieces. His red forehead was raised, and his beady eyes were full of anger and guilt.

"Lao Wu... Junior Brother's injury is really not your fault."

"Yes, Lao Wu, you just hid in your clothes and didn't do anything. The curtain on the mirror was blown off by the master. It really has nothing to do with you."

"Even if you don't take your junior brother to the [Skin Area], master will use the True Self Mirror for him sooner or later."

"Lao Wu, don't blame yourself. We all know that you didn't mean to hurt your junior brother..."

"If you keep smashing it like this, the mountain will collapse soon."

"..."

Several senior brothers and sisters gathered around the clown and tried to persuade him earnestly.

The clown seemed not to have heard what they said, his eyes were red, and after yelling, he changed to a stronger rock and banged it with his head.

At this moment, Mojiao hurriedly came from a distance.

"Junior brother, wake up!"

Upon hearing these words, the clown's movements suddenly stopped.

The other senior brothers and sisters looked happy and immediately walked towards Chen Ling's house. Ning Ruyu walked a few steps, looked back at the Harlequin who was still there, and asked doubtfully:

"Lao Wu, aren't you going?"

"...Eey, eh."

The clown struggled for a long time, but turned around and continued to use his head to open the mountain.

Seeing this, the others smiled helplessly. After all, they knew the character of Lao Wu, so they did not take him away by force, but went to Chen Ling's house separately.

"How is your junior brother?" Ning Ruyu asked Mojiao.

Mojiao opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

When everyone saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, "Is it because the injury hasn't healed yet?"

"The injury has healed long ago, but...hey, you can see for yourselves later." Mojiao really didn't know how to describe the scene, so he could only smile with a weird expression.

Everyone walked through a grassland in confusion, and soon arrived in front of Chen Ling's house. Before they could open the door, they heard a melodious singing voice:

"I advise the king to drink wine and listen to Yu songs to relieve his sorrow and dance. Winning the Qin Dynasty will destroy the country, and the heroes will fight on all sides. Since ancient times, there is a saying: don't deceive me, success or failure will rise and fall in an instant. Drink with peace of mind and sit in the treasure tent. How about the military intelligence~ "(Note 1)

Several people were suddenly stunned.

They were all too familiar with that voice. Just a few days ago, the voice sounded like a saw, hoarse and mocking, echoing in the grassland.

But now it sounds like the sound of a clear spring. Every word is accurately in tune, and the sound is clear, melodious, and extremely contagious.

"Could this be..." Wen Renyou was stunned in his eyes.

Mojiao smiled helplessly and pushed the courtyard door open.

I saw a figure in a bright red opera robe dancing in the courtyard, with a soft body and precise posture, as if a talented actor was perfectly performing the role of "Yu Ji". Even the strictest Luan Mei was not able to do it. Can't find the slightest mistake.

"Is this my junior brother??" Ning Ruyu said in disbelief.

"How is this possible?" Luan Meidai frowned slightly, "It's only been a few days, how could his body be so flexible... and I never taught him those footwork."

"Who knows, it will be like this after waking up."

Mojiao shrugged, "I thought he was possessed by something unclean, so I immediately went to find the master. He said that this is the true level of my junior brother."

Mojiao was the first person to discover that Chen Ling had no talent, and was also the first person to witness his transformation. After he heard Chen Ling singing with his own ears, he was completely stunned. He was the only one who knew that he had the talent at that time. What a shock.

Several fellow apprentices looked at each other.

As Chen Ling finished singing the last verse, she closed her eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief...

This body that belongs to Chen Yan contains his terrifying talent for playing the divine way, and the crystallization of several years of practice. Before this, it seemed to have been sleeping in the deepest place, under the influence of the "True Self Mirror" , and finally woke up completely.

Chen Ling could feel that when he was singing, the talent and instinct of this body completely took over everything about him... In other words, during that process, he and Chen Yan were completely integrated.

Perhaps as Chen Yan said, as long as Chen Ling feels that he is alive, he is really alive;

Every time Chen Ling sings and every time he dances, Chen Yan is with him.

Chen Ling opened her eyes again and saw several senior brothers and sisters standing at the door, looking at him as if they were looking at some kind of rare animal.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ling asked confused.

"...Junior brother, how do you feel?"

"Great."

Chen Ling rolled up her sleeves. All the scars on her body from the mirror fragments had fallen off. She was completely recovered. Her eyes were as bright as stars.

"That's good, that's good..."

"Fourth Senior Brother, is it time for class?" Chen Ling seemed to remember something and glanced at the increasingly brightening sky. It seemed that she slept until dawn.

According to the "class schedule", this section is the "singing" class at the end.

Mojiao came back to his senses and nodded, "Yes, junior brother, although you have made great progress, you still can't be proud. Let's go to class first..."

Mojiao gave a look to the other senior brothers and sisters, who immediately understood and temporarily withdrew from the courtyard to give Chen Ling a quiet and focused class environment.

But they did not leave too far, but quietly moved to the wall and pricked up their ears to listen to the situation inside.

"Junior brother, I just listened to it. Your pitch is improving very fast. We should be able to jump out of this basic step... Today, I will teach you to sing "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty." "

The last corner took a deep breath and was about to demonstrate to Chen Ling, but Chen Ling on the opposite side thought for a moment and spoke one step ahead:

"Prince consort, come closer and take a closer look~ It says that Qin Xianglian is 32 years old and sued the current prince consort for deceiving the king and the emperor..."

Chen Ling's lips opened and closed, and his pleasant singing voice fell like clear spring water. There was no strange feeling between the words, and he sang the whole "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty" smoothly.

As the last word fell, the courtyard and the outside fell into a dead silence.

Mo Jiao opened his lips slightly, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and chuckled: "It seems that my junior brother has already previewed this piece in advance, so today we will learn "The Female Generals of the Yang Family"..."

"The wind is whistling, the fog is thick, and the stars are bleak~ People are shouting, the Hujia is loud, and the mountains and valleys are shaking..."

"Then let's learn "The Mother-in-law Embroiders"..."

"Peng Juer stood in the thatched cottage and listened to his mother's words~ A good man should be famous all over the world..."

Mo Jiao:...