Feng Qingyan was not used to living in Jiaziyuan. It was too big and gave people a deserted and empty feeling. However, he still liked Jiaziyuan...
Today was the tenth day off, so he didn't need to go to the lecture hall, so he stayed in Jiaziyuan, waiting for the arrival of Master Qin.
The academy has a day off every ten days, that is, every nine days of classes, there will be one day off.
Feng Qingyan naturally had a guess about Young Master Qin's support.
Although Feng Qingyan is known as the Sanding Gentleman all over the world, compared with Qin, the First Qin Prime Minister, he is still inferior for the time being.
Logically speaking, with Zi Yaqin's arrogance, it is impossible for her to surrender to Tie.
But now, Ziyaqin was able to lower her stature, curb her arrogance, and visit her in person to explain that she had something to ask for.
And besides the death of his wife, what else can make Zi Yaqin bow her head?
At noon (nine o'clock), Zi Yaqin's bullock cart drove to the gate of Jiaziyuan. Feng Qingyan heard the announcement from Chen Niu, who was temporarily serving as the secretary, so he straightened his clothes and hurriedly walked out of the gate to greet him personally.
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Burial Mountain Academy is nine miles wide, so naturally it cannot have only one gate.
In addition to the main entrance of the academy, there are also the east gate, the west gate, and the three north gates. Because the north side of the academy is where teachers and students live, there are three gates, namely the northeast gate, the north gate, and the northwest gate.
Ziyaqin came from the northwest gate.
"Young Master is coming here to make my humble house shine."
Feng Qingyan saluted and smiled.
"You're welcome, gentleman." Ziyaqin returned the greeting.
"Master, please."
Feng Qingyan signaled and walked into the door first.
The two of them sat kneeling opposite each other in the main hall.
Since there were no servants in the courtyard, Feng Qingyan had no choice but to ask Chen Niu, who was both driving the cart and serving as a stallion, to serve him wine and tea temporarily.
Ziyaqin did not come here just for drinking and tea, so naturally she would not be offended by Chen Niu's rough hands. After Chen Niu left, he said: "A gentleman thinks hard for nine days, becomes deaf for nine days, listens for nine days, and finally loses his knowledge."
The long-awaited sacred music that calls out souls has reappeared in the world. It’s really a great achievement. I admire you deeply and should give you a toast.”
After Ziyaqin finished speaking, she picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Young Master is over-reputed, it's just luck."
Feng Qingyan shook his head and replied: "If you ask me to listen again, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
"Can't listen?"
Ziyaqin suddenly froze and asked quickly: "Is the gentleman enlightened?"
"Nothing."
Seal Qingyan Road.
when--
Ziyaqin dropped the wine glass in her hand and was stunned.
The only person in the world who has the possibility of enlightenment said that he has not realized it, which makes Ziyaqin feel extremely sad and unable to accept it.
After a while, Ziyaqin came back to her senses, said "Excuse me", quickly put away the wine glasses, and then said expectantly: "Gentleman, can you let the sacred song play again?"
"Hard to say."
Feng Qingyan shook his head, he didn't know either.
Ziyaqin suddenly collapsed, as if she had lost her soul.
"Although I haven't meditated on the sacred song, I remember a passage..." Feng Qingyan saw Ziyaqin acting like this, and he pondered for a moment before saying.
"Ziyaqin, I beg you to play the sacred song to bring back the soul of my wife."
Before Feng Qingyan could finish speaking, Ziyaqin got up and knelt down in front of Feng Qingyan, bowing respectfully and pleading.
"Young master, please get up, but you can't do it."
Feng Qingyan was shocked by Zi Yaqin's actions and quickly took two steps forward to help Zi Yaqin up.
"Ziyaqin, I beg you to play the sacred song to bring back the soul of my wife."
Ziyaqin bowed respectfully and begged again.
"Sir, I have been thinking hard for nine days, becoming deaf for nine days, and listening for nine days. In fact, it is to repay the gift of the piano to the master." Feng Qingyan said quickly, "Moreover, the relationship between the master and his deceased wife also moved Qingyan greatly, and
How could you not be willing to lend a helping hand to the young master?"
"Qin, thank you gentleman."
Ziyaqin bows down again.
"However, I only remember one paragraph, I don't know..."
At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, a little worried that he would not be able to exert the power of summoning souls.
"Please give me a try. Whether it works or not, Qin, thank you very much." Ziya Qin said, her eyes full of hope, as if she saw her deceased wife waking up.
"It's not appropriate for me to play the piano at this time, I'm afraid it will take ten days before I can play." Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, he has not recovered yet, and his energy and energy are still lacking.
"That's how it should be. I've been waiting for ten years. I'm not in a hurry. I hope you'll have a good rest." Zi Yaqin quickly calmed down and said after a moment of hesitation: "Since you remember a paragraph, can you write it down?"
"The summoning of souls cannot be recorded in words or spoken. I am afraid I will disappoint you."
Feng Qingyan shook his head and said.
Zi Yaqin was a little disappointed, but it was already in his guess.
Because the lost sacred songs are like this, they cannot be recorded in words or spoken, otherwise they would not be lost...
When Ziyaqin was leaving, she saw that there was no one around to serve Feng Qingyan, so she left two maids behind, but Feng Qingyan sent them back.
After that, Ziyaqin asked people to send many gifts, most of which were supplements to nourish the body.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.
Feng Qingyan took a shower and changed clothes early, and sat in the study to meditate. After meditating for more than half an hour, he came to Baihua Valley with his six-pin qin on his back.
At this time, countless people had gathered in Taniguchi. When they heard that Feng Sanding played the zither for the prince's deceased wife to summon the soul, they came to watch out of curiosity, and even the academy's teaching staff came.
"I have met a gentleman."
"Senior brother."
Under the darkness of night, everyone gave way to the ceremony.
Feng Qingyan nodded.
At this time, Zi Yaqin had been waiting at the entrance of the valley. When she saw Feng Qingyan approaching, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Gentleman, please."
Feng Qingyan returned the gift and walked into Baihua Valley.
The two of them walked all the way to the depths of Baihua Valley and stopped in front of an ice coffin among flowers.
The ice coffin is made of thousands of years of mysterious ice. Even under the scorching sun or fierce fire, it is difficult to melt. It can protect the person in the coffin from decaying for thousands of years...
Feng Qingyan stared at the person in the ice coffin and saw that the young woman was as beautiful as a flower, as if she was sleeping. After a moment, he asked: "What is the name of the young master's wife?"
"Baiyou."
Ziyaqin said.
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment, then came to the piano stand that had been set up and placed the six-fret piano on the platform.
He sat quietly for more than half an hour and then began to play.
clank--
At first, the sound of the piano was normal, but gradually it became weird and exuded a mysterious atmosphere.
While Ziyaqin was remembering and worrying, she saw that the night around her became a little different, it seemed darker and colder.
But the summoning only lasts for a while, and he is very worried that he will not be able to awaken the spirit of his deceased wife...
There are nine stanzas in a section and nine tones in a section.
Soon, a section of the Soul Recruitment was finished, and Feng Qingyan continued to play it again and again, which greatly consumed his energy and made him sweat all over his head.
His face gradually turned pale.
At some point, his vision changed and became extremely dark, as if it turned into a road leading to unknown depths.
The depths are dark and cold, full of resentment.
This is?
Feng Qingyan was surprised and stared at the cold and dark "road".
Gradually, he saw that at the end of the dark "road" was a strange and mysterious place, where there were faint ghosts wandering...