Chapter 334: Three Variations on Plum Blossoms

Chapter 334 Plum Blossom Three Variations

Xumeru Mountain, west.

Late at night, in the woods.

Ye Xiaochuan set up a clay pot, the same clay pot that he used to cook dog meat in the abandoned charity cemetery. He originally brought the iron pot down the mountain, but it was thrown out after being beaten into a pig's head by Xuanying. He didn't have time to take it, so the iron pot was left in the mysterious cave.

Ye Xiaochuan is a foodie. If conditions permit, he will never treat his stomach badly.

At this moment, he hung one arm and added some spices and salt to the clay pot with one hand, directing the monk Jiese to stir the pot with a spoon.

After a while, the rich fragrance filled the small woods.

Ye Xiaochuan kicked Jiese's butt and told him to stay away from the clay pot and not to drip his saliva into the pot.

As a disciple of Master Kongwu, one of the four great monks, Jiesese didn't look like a monk at all. After being kicked, he didn't get angry. He sat obediently beside the bonfire, holding a large iron spoon in one hand and his large bowl in the other, continuing to drool.

Ye Xiaochuan sat on a clean rock next to Yun Qiyou, but Yun Qiyou glared at him with his neck tilted. He smiled dryly and moved away, sitting on the ground awkwardly.

He felt that Yun Qiyou had many similarities with the old zombie Su Nu Xuanying who beat him, the same indifference and selfishness.

If Yun Qiyou sat on such a big rock, he would never allow himself to sit on it with Jiesese.

Ye Xiaochuan even wondered if Yun Qiyou would become the second Xuanying after practicing for hundreds of years?

Jiesex, the little monk, followed them all the way from Xiaochan Town. Ye Xiaochuan was very upset at first, but later he found that this little monk who hardly followed the rules was very kind to him and was very useful along the way.

All the heavy, dirty and tiring work was given to Jiesex, as long as he could be guaranteed to have wine and meat.

All the way, Jiesex insisted on worshipping Ye Xiaochuan as the boss. He flattered Ye Xiaochuan without considering whether it would pollute the surrounding ecological environment. He kept throwing it in Ye Xiaochuan's face, which made Ye Xiaochuan, who was already ambitious, very happy.

He shot two pheasants and two mountain jumps in the mountains, peeled and chopped them and threw them into the pot. He also got some radishes and greens from a vegetable field and made a pot of hodgepodge.

When Ye Xiaochuan said it was time to eat, Jiesex began to scoop out pieces of meat from the pot with a big spoon and poured them into his bowl, and then ate them with tears and snot.

This made Ye Xiaochuan unable to help but kick him a few more times.

"At this time, the first bowl of delicious food must be presented to the boss. You are a little brother, and you eat before the boss. Do you have any awareness of being a little brother?"

Jixixing didn't care so much. His head was round to begin with, and after a mouthful of meat, it became even rounder.

He ate and ate, saying: "Boss Ye, you don't know what kind of life I have lived in Jiaye Temple these years. It's all tears to talk about it. Just let me eat a few more bites of meat..."

It would be strange if Ye Xiaochuan believed him.

This round body, like the belly of a seven or eight month pregnant woman, and the white and fat body, who would believe that he suffered in Jiaye Temple. It is estimated that he secretly ate meat.

Monks and nuns must abide by the rules and regulations, generally speaking, they must observe the five precepts.

The so-called five precepts refer to the precepts of killing, stealing, adultery, lying, and drinking.

Ye Xiaochuan had seen this guy skinning a mountain jumper while chanting sutras. He didn't seem to repent at all. It was estimated that the Buddhist precepts were nothing to him.

The whole pot of stew went into Ye Xiaochuan and Jiesese's stomachs. Yun Qiyou didn't like meat, so he didn't eat much and only ate a few green vegetables.

After dinner in the wilderness, Jiesese lay on the ground, pillowed on a big bowl, and patted his bulging belly with both hands. It seemed that he was full.

The moon was very bright tonight, so Yun Qiyou took out the demon-suppressing ancient zither from the zither bag and began to tune it.

The magic spells that Yun Yazi taught her were all minor side skills. Only this music was the real way.

According to Yun Yazi, the power of music when it is comprehended to the deepest level is no less than that of Cang Yun.

Yun Qiyou believed this without a doubt.

On the Yangtze River, she has been able to control the sturgeons in the river through the sound of the zither. She is confident that in the near future, she will be able to fully control the demon-suppressing guqin and write her own legendary story.

Zheng Zheng...

The beautiful zither sound suddenly sounded under the night. Ye Xiaochuan was full and watering a big tree in the shadow not far away.

He had not finished peeing yet, and when he was feeling comfortable and relaxed, the sound of the zither sounded in his ears.

Ye Xiaochuan was a little familiar with this zither sound. He had heard it when he was in Langya Mountain. When he met Yun Qiyou and saw that she was carrying a big zither bag on her back, he knew that it was related to Yun Qiyou.

During the past few days in Xumi Mountain, Ye Xiaochuan had always wanted to hear it, but he didn't dare to ask Yun Qiyou for it. Unexpectedly, tonight in this wilderness, Yun Qiyou actually took out the zither and played it himself.

When he was peeing, he suddenly heard the sound of the zither. His little brother tilted, and the big tree roots were not washed away, and half of the urine was on his trouser legs.

He randomly grabbed a handful of grass and wiped his pants, then turned and walked towards the camp.

It was a piece of ancient zither music. Ye Xiaochuan had recently studied some music, and he immediately recognized it as the classic ancient music "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms". The tone was friendly and beautiful, and the timbre was rich and bright.

Plum blossoms and snow at night.

Second, the wind and snow are beating wildly.

In the third lane, the plum blossoms stand proudly under the blowing snow.

The sound of the piano rises and falls, and the sky is clear and clear. It seems that people can really feel that in this early summer weather, they are suddenly in the violent snowstorm, looking at a delicate pink plum blossom in front of them, proudly in the wind and snow. Self-reliant.

Ye Xiaochuan walked very slowly, he really felt all this.

As for quitting, at this moment, with half-closed eyes, he had curled up into a big fat shrimp, as if he felt that he was really in a violent storm.

The slender white eight fingers slowly rolled on the seven strings, like flowing clouds and flowing water, graceful and unparalleled.

Gradually, Yun Qiyou also fell silent in the music he performed.

Kendo emphasizes the unity of man and sword, and understanding the meaning of the sword.

The same is true for music and music, which emphasizes the unity of man, musical instrument and music.

Only by truly integrating emotions into the music can we understand the true meaning of the music.

Master Jingshui's real name was Ruan Fengzhu. She was a daughter of a noble family. She was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Yun Qiyou had been following her mentor since she was a child, and she was very familiar with it, so she also dabbled in it.

After being taught by Yun Yazi for a while, she already had a basic foundation and now she had a little knowledge of the music rhythm.