"I painted Ben Tai playing the piano, but not just Ben Tai playing the piano, I also painted the old bald donkey!"
Lin Fan said coldly.
this……
Zen Master Kuxin said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, it is a great honor for the old monk to appear in the same painting as His Highness the Prince! I wonder where the Prince asked the old monk to stand?"
Zen Master Kuxin meant to ask Lin Fan whether he wanted to stand on the left or the right. However, what he didn't know was that Lin Fan had no intention of letting him stand up at all.
"Just kneel there. Aren't you monks the most particular about meditation?
I will also test your determination today!"
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
Creak!
Zen Master Kuxin clenched his fists loudly. He could hit Lin Fan with one punch and make him fall to the ground and vomit blood, but he didn't dare to do so. It was very frustrating!
At this time, someone brought paper, brushes and ink, and Xue Bingtian began to paint, while Lin Fan played the piano with both hands and began to play House of Flying Daggers.
This piece of music was his favorite in his previous life, but he didn't know the music before. After time travel, he mastered the music because of the system check-in, so he could play it.
Ding!
As the melodious sound of the piano sounded, Wang Wuji and others stiffened for a moment, as if they had seen some terrible scene.
"This! Why do I feel like someone is ambushing me around me?"
"No! There is obviously no one around! However, when His Royal Highness heard the sound of the piano, it gave me the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of troops. What is going on?"
"Could it be that! Your Highness, what is this metaphor for?"
"That's right! No one is surrounded, but everyone is surrounded. Just like me, as an official in the DPRK, I have been surrounded by the civil and military officials of the DPRK from the moment I entered the DPRK as an official!"
"These people are the same as me, but different from me. Just like Your Majesty, although he has a noble status, he is set off by the common people and officials!"
"In other words, His Majesty is actually surrounded by hundreds of officials and officials! His Highness the Crown Prince can actually see the essence through phenomena. It's amazing!"
Wang Wuji, Du Buju, and Liu Chengfeng thought in their hearts, while Xue Bingtian's arms were stiff and hanging in the air, unable to write for a long time.
He was shocked, no less than three people. He took a few deep breaths before he felt that his arms could move. He continued to write and began to paint.
At this time, Zen Master Kuxin's face showed fear.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's palace is too deep. He has already decided to kill himself. Is that why he is so arrogant?
This song clearly tells himself that the world belongs to him, and no matter where he escapes, he will be ambushed, and in the end he will die without a burial place!
Moreover, the martial arts world may seem big, but it is actually small. There are many martial arts schools, so who will listen to whom?
It is impossible to go against the imperial court!
Thinking of this, Zen Master Kuxin slowly closed his eyes, and at this time, Lin Fan's playing "Ambush from Flying Daggers" came to the most exciting part.
In Zen Master Kuxin's mind, images kept flashing through his mind, as if countless flying knives were whizzing past him, and then, a man in black was rushing towards him.
He dodged left and right, but he couldn't escape. At this moment, Zen Master Kuxin had cold sweat on his forehead, his face was pale, and his breathing was a little short!
After finishing a piece of music, Lin Fan let out a long breath, looked at Zen Master Huxin and asked: "Old Bald Donkey, what do you think of my piece of music?"
What he meant was to ask Zen Master Kuxin whether the music he played was considered to be excellent, but Zen Master Kuxin said two words with difficulty: "Terrible!"
"kindness?
horrible?
What’s the explanation for this?”
Lin Fan asked doubtfully.
Now he is watching Zen Master Kuxin, and he always feels that there is something wrong with this guy's brain. Just listen to the music, why are you sweating profusely while listening to it?
Are people so weak when they are older?
Also, this piece of music is so nice. You actually said the word "terrible". Do you think the tune I play is better than what you play?
Are you so competitive?
Zen Master Kuxin said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the piece of music you played is unfathomable. It makes the old monk sigh more than any piece of music he has ever heard!"
Zen Master Kuxin didn't know how to answer Lin Fan's question, so he could only express his feelings.
Lin Fan said in a deep voice: "Are you just feeling emotional?
This piece of mine is called House of Flying Daggers. Today is my first time playing it. Did you memorize the score just now?"
Ambush from all sides!
Hearing these four words, Xue Bingtian and the others tensed up. The name and melody of this piece of music are a perfect match!
The four of them now understood that His Highness the Prince was trying to frighten Zen Master Kuxin by playing the piano, and Zen Master Kuxin was really not frightened anymore!
Zen Master Kuxin smiled bitterly when he heard the words "ambush from all sides". Is His Royal Highness really threatening him?
This threat really worked.
"Your Highness, the old monk has also done some research on music. The old monk has memorized all of such a beautiful piece of music."
Zen Master Kuxin said in a deep voice.
"That's good, come here! Give Zen Master Kuxin some paper and pen, and ask him to write down the score of this piece. I'm really too lazy to write it."
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
It's not that he's too lazy to write, it's that he doesn't know the music, so naturally he can't write the score based on what he plays!
His ability to detect House of Flying Daggers completely was entirely due to his proficiency in musical instruments.
hehe!
His Highness the Prince's change of expression was so fast that he beat me hard and started calling me Zen Master Kuxin?
Zen Master Kuxin smiled bitterly in his heart. When the servant of the prince's residence put the paper in front of him, he was even more helpless. He had to kneel down to read some music scores by himself!
On Xue Bingtian's side, he saw Master Kuxin kneeling and writing music scores. He hurriedly took another piece of paper and drew a second picture. Lin Fan was sitting and Master Kuxin was kneeling and writing music scores.
Two hours later, Zen Master Wuxin felt that his knees were going to give out. Xue Bingtian's two paintings were finally finished and presented to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan couldn't help but nodded when he saw the first painting.
The graceful way he plays the piano, and the embarrassed, frightened, and repentant look of Zen Master Ku Xin when he kneels on the ground are vividly depicted.
"That's right! Xue Shangshu, your painting skills are unmatched by ordinary people."
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. I have a second painting here."
Xue Bingtian said in a deep voice.
"Bring it to the prince to have a look."
Lin Fan said.
Xue Bingtian unfolded the second painting. What was painted on it was Zen Master Wuxin kneeling on the ground writing music scores. The piety and worship can be seen. When the two paintings are combined, it becomes a complete story.