The seven realms mentioned by Qin Xuan had never been heard of by the old man, and his eyes could not help but be a little dazed for a moment. Fortunately, the old man was indifferent in his heart and did not stop at anything, so he calmed down in a moment.
"I didn't expect that there are so many realms of music. The person who wanted to write this book must also be a master!"
The old man's expression was no longer as demure as before, and he seemed to have unspeakable emotions.
"Old man, don't you know the origin of this book?"
Hearing the old man's sigh, Qin Xuan's eyebrows showed doubts. Since this book was handed down from the old man's family, it stands to reason that there should be some information about this book, but Qin Xuan learned from the old man's words.
, but it turned out that the old man didn’t know what was going on.
"Haha, this book has indeed been passed down. I have always regarded it as a treasure. Because it is written in ancient calligraphy, I have never known what it is, but I didn't expect that it is just a flute music score!"
Although the old man had an indifferent nature, at this moment, he discovered that the thing he had always treasured at home was just a book of flute music, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness and sadness in his heart.
"Haha, old man, you can't say that. This ancient book must have a long history, and there are two Xiao music scores in it. Although I don't know much about the music, I can feel it deeply.
Extraordinary, if this falls into the hands of a music master, he will definitely find its value."
Looking at the slightly lonely look on the old man's eyebrows, Qin Xuan smiled and consoled him, as he said, in Qin Xuan's eyes, this book of flute music is indeed extremely extraordinary, just the seven types of music described in the book
Qin Xuan can imagine how talented and unparalleled the person who wrote this book is!
"Haha, you are right. Since it can be passed down, it must have its value, but we haven't discovered it yet!"
The old man was free and easy, with nothing stuck in his heart. Just now he just sighed that this ancient book was actually a flute music score. Now under Qin Xuan's comfort, the old man has returned to his original indifferent and peaceful state of mind, and his face has regained its expression.
A faint smile.
"Yes, although it is a flute score, it must be extremely extraordinary. Old man, you should collect it carefully. If you meet a real music master in the future, you may know its value!"
Qin Xuan followed the old man's tone and said with a smile, and then handed the flute score to the old man's hand.
"Haha, young man, do the seven realms you just mentioned really exist? Is there any more detailed explanation later?"
The old man took the flute book and just held it in his hand. Then he looked at Qin Xuan. Compared to this possibly very precious flute book, the old man was more interested in the seven realms described in it.
"Old man, the book says that this is just a guess and has not been proven. Moreover, the music played by any instrument can reach these seven realms. Therefore, the person who wrote this flute music score, although he only focuses on
Xiao, but he also knows friends who play other musical instruments, but he has never seen his friends appear in any of these seven realms when playing the instrument. This is also a great regret for the person who wrote this book!"
Qin Xuan calmly told the old man some of the notes in the flute score.
"Oh, it seems that I have no chance to meet each other in this life. I just don't know whether these seven realms are true or false. If they are true, it will be no regrets to hear one!"
The old man said with a slight sigh in his tone. At the age of the old man, what he is looking for is no longer material enjoyment, but a kind of spiritual cultivation, so after he knew that the music in the world actually has these seven realms
After that, I felt very yearning in my heart.
"Haha, old man, these seven realms are just a guess and have never been confirmed, so you don't need to be so emotional!"
Qin Xuan picked up the original ancient books again, flipped through them, and said to the old man with a smile.
"Haha, young man, you are right. Everything in this world cannot go as planned. Everything must be left to chance!"
The old man rewrapped the ancient book in silk and put it in his arms. Today Qin Xuan interpreted the ancient book for him, which was regarded as fulfilling his great wish.
In the past, although the old man had always treasured this ancient book, he never knew what it was. He was inevitably a little anxious. This was a kind of worry that did not know the truth and was very disturbing. But today Qin Xuan told him everything. His
My mind is now smoother and more comfortable.
Looking at Qin Xuan, the old man nodded secretly, stroking his beard, his eyes full of smiles.
Qin Xuan sat on the stool and casually browsed through the books in his hand. After reading them, he placed them on the plaid again, and then moved his eyes to the musical instruments.
Some small musical instruments such as flutes, bamboo boards, and flutes were lying quietly on the plaid cloth. Although the surface was a little gray, it was spotless. It seemed that the old man wiped them frequently.
Qin Xuan bent down and took some musical instruments in his hand, looked at them casually, and then put them down again.
The old man saw Qin Xuan's actions and didn't say anything. He appreciated Qin Xuan even more about these worthless musical instruments and felt that as long as Qin Xuan liked them, it would be fine. As for other things, the old man didn't pay much attention to them.
At this time, what Qin Xuan was holding was a gray stone flute, slightly thick, with patterns carved on it, rough and simple, showing a faint ancient charm, giving people a feeling as thick and deep as the earth.
Qin Xuan liked it a little bit when he saw it at first sight. It was exactly the style he liked, thick, simple and unassuming.
Qin Xuan put the flute to his mouth and blew slightly. An elegant and ethereal flute sound came from it. The sound quality was excellent. Qin Xuan was slightly happy, and then he started playing seriously.
Suddenly, a fresh and elegant flute sound sounded in the ancient street. Many people walking stopped for a moment. The old people who were chatting also stopped talking and listened motionlessly to the flute sound, which was like the sound of nature.
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Qin Xuan didn't know what he was playing. At this time, he also felt something after reading the flute music book. He just closed his eyes and followed the feeling, playing the stone flute.
The sound of the flute is gentle and ethereal, fresh and free, with a touch of fairy sound, resounding through the ancient streets. Many people listening unconsciously closed their eyes, and following the sound of the flute, they saw an ethereal scene of mountains, gurgling water, and swaying bamboo forests.
Shadows, a desolate picture of heaven and earth, appear in everyone's minds.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but be crazy!
The sound of the flute is melodious, ethereal and clear, just like the gurgling stream and the white clouds. You have no restraints and a carefree mind.
The sound of the flute is gentle and twists and turns, just like the sound of the empty valley, shrouded in mist and separated by tulle, which is fascinating.
The sound of a flute slowly fades away, but what is left behind is the cleansing of the soul and the refreshing feeling of the whole body.
Qin Xuan and the old man were surrounded by some old people and pedestrians. They were attracted by the sound of Qin Xuan's flute. After the sound of Qin Xuan's flute ended, thunderous applause sounded, with excited expressions on their faces.
se, I feel lucky that I can hear such a fairy tune today.
When the crowd finally dispersed, Qin Xuan felt slightly relieved. The crowd was so enthusiastic just now that Qin Xuan couldn't even greet them.
"Young man, I didn't expect you to be so good at playing the flute. I really saw how extraordinary young people are today!"
The old man looked at Qin Xuan and said with emotion. When he heard Qin Xuan playing the flute just now, he gradually fell into it, as if he had entered a new world, and only he knew the feeling inside.
Under the baptism of Qin Xuan's flute, the old man felt relaxed and comfortable all over his body. He had not felt this feeling for a long time.
The old man's body, he himself knew, although he had never suffered from any disease, the failure of the body's organ functions also made the old man find it difficult to walk sometimes. But at this time, the old man felt unusually relaxed, and every cell seemed to be
He was cheering and jumping for joy, as if he was ushering in a new life.
"Haha, old man, it's my first time to do this too, and it makes you laugh!"
Qin Xuan smiled and said.
"Young man, it's good to be humble, but you can't be too humble. Sometimes people have to show another side of themselves, so that they can live a better life!"
After hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man waved his hand and began to lecture Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan could only smile bitterly. This was indeed his first time playing the flute, and he did not deceive the old man. However, Qin Xuan did not say anything, saying that it was meaningless now.
Seeing Qin Xuan's wry smile, the old man chuckled, then reached out and took out the flute music book in his arms, touched it gently, then resolutely handed it to Qin Xuan, and said with a smile: "Young man
, I see that your flute skills are very good, and we also had a good chat today, so it is useless to keep this flute book here with me, so I might as well give it to you, which can be considered as its value!"
Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment, but did not take it. Instead, he shook his head and said, "Old man, this flute score is very valuable. I can't take it, so you'd better put it away!"
However, the old man did not take back his hand and said with a smile: "Young man, it's nothing. This is just a book of flute music. In the eyes of uneducated people, it is actually worthless. Just take it!"
"Haha, old man, let me tell you the truth. In fact, after I read through this book of flute music just now, all the contents in it have been memorized in my mind, so this book of flute music music no longer has any meaning to me.
Besides, this is something passed down from your family, how can I want it?"
Qin Xuan pushed back the book handed over by the old man, and then said slowly.
"Young man, are you telling the truth?"
After hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man was half convinced and doubtful.
"Old man, of course it's true. Wouldn't you blame me for stealing the contents?"
Qin Xuan said with some apology on his face.
"How could it be? I asked you to read this book. You only read it once and you remembered it. That's your skill. What if others can't learn it?"
The old man waved his hand and smiled at Qin Xuan. At this time, he looked at Qin Xuan again. He did not expect that Qin Xuan had such a powerful ability.
The old man looked at Qin Xuan and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The young man he met today was so outstanding!