Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 954: The Burial River Song
"Musical instruments!" Zhang Tianliu frowned and said, "Is this a competition of singing or dancing?"
"No, just playing musical instruments." Xiaobai said depressedly.
"That's it." Zhang Tianliu spread his hands.
He knows a little bit, but unfortunately, compared to the idle immortals here, his knowledge is nothing.
The two looked at Boss Mo, who said bluntly: "Don't look at me."
"I can do it. Not only me, but also Jingci, Sister Xueyi, Mr. Huang, Senior Linglong, Yingbao, we all can do it."
After Zhaoyi finished speaking, he saw that Zhang, Mo and Bai had strange expressions on their faces, and curiously asked: "What's wrong?"
"No, behave well." Zhang Tianliu encouraged.
"Well, I will definitely lead everyone to the finals!"
Seeing the serious look on Fairy Zhaoyi's face, the three grown men congratulated at the same time: "I wish you success."
"Look at my performance." Fairy Zhaoyi ran into the courtyard happily.
The three of them also entered the courtyard and saw that these guys had already taken out their musical instruments and were practicing. The three of them suddenly felt that the atmosphere was weird!
Jing Ci played a bamboo flute, Ye Xueyi played a pipa, the emperor played the harp, Linglong played the flute, and Yingbao played the drums. In the end, Zhaoyi did not follow them, but brought out a similar instrument from the house. Harp instruments are really unique in their own way.
"Hey, it's actually a harp." Xiaobai was a little surprised.
"This is called a harem." Boss Mo said.
Zhang Tianliu added: "To be precise, it's the vertical seal. Have you never been to Dunhuang?"
Boss Mo didn’t know who he was talking about: “If you haven’t been to Dunhuang, you should have seen it on TV.”
"Okay, you are discriminating against me!" Xiaobai snorted coldly, took out a harmonica like a treasure, and said with a smile: "Although I inherited it from my cousin and have never touched it, I think with my current strength , it’s not difficult to learn, it’s my cousin.”
When Xiaobai spoke, his smiling expression disappeared, and he became very cold and serious: "Of course."
This voice and accent have changed, from a teenager to a person in their thirties.
Zhang Tianliu frowned. He had heard that Xiaobai would talk to himself, but he didn't expect this to be the case!
Whether it was his ability or his cousin's ability, Zhang Tianliu didn't bother to care. He took out a thumb piano, played a piece of "Two Tigers" slowly, and said proudly in the surprised eyes of everyone: "I think I need to join in."
"I also think I want to join." Boss Mo pulled out the kitchen knife from his waist and flicked it with his finger. There was a crisp and sweet "dang" sound, which was obviously a good knife.
Three people, one was playing the harmonica blindly, one was playing the finger piano, and the other was playing the kitchen knife randomly, which stunned the other six people.
"Can you please stop making trouble?" Linglong couldn't stand it anymore, what a dirty ear!
"Did you hear that?" Zhang Tianliu looked at Xiaobai and Boss Mo, as if Linglong hadn't mentioned him. After all, he could still play some music, and Xiaobai and Boss Mo were completely noisy.
"Including you, you dare to come on stage with this gadget." Linglong sneered.
Zhang Tianliu immediately retorted: "What does vocal music have to do with size?"
Linglong was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked the Human Emperor: "How is the music score?"
"Just bury Jiang Ge."
"What the hell?" Zhang Tianliu had never heard the title of this song before.
The Human Emperor said: "The Song of Burying the River was created by Gun to boost the morale of the soldiers."
"Get out? There is someone else named this name, who is it?" Xiaobai asked in confusion.
"Dayu's father." Boss Mo said angrily.
"Dayu! Who controls the water? Doesn't that control the Yellow River?" Xiaobai was even more confused.
Zhang Tianliu explained to him: "It has nothing to do with water, it has to do with people. The one buried here is Dijiang, and the last leader of the Gonggong clan was named Dijiang in some records. I expected it to be a war. Or fighting for power, Gun fought in the end and ended up with the same fate as Di Jiang, becoming one of the four sins of later generations, just like the current dynasty writing historical records to discredit the previous dynasty."
"It is difficult to tell the truth from the falsehood of the ancient sayings." The Human Emperor did not say more because he did not want to say more, but he did not know that he was from the Han Dynasty, and the burial of Jiangge was at least three thousand years away from his era.
Zhang Tianliu glanced at the music score recorded by Renhuang and asked, "Can they understand your gongchi music score?"
"I understand." Fairy Zhaoyi smiled.
"I understand too." Brother Bao chuckled.
"That's okay." Zhang Tianliu encouraged everyone without looking at the smiling Fairy Jingci, "Come on."
Then he took Xiaobai and left with Boss Mo.
The three of them are just causing trouble.
However, after taking a few steps, the three of them were stunned when the sound of a piano sounded behind them.
The sound of the piano that directly points to people's hearts is majestic. Without any prelude, no one will be prepared at all. No one will know that this night is the eve of war. It suddenly breaks out and instantly pulls people into a massive fight!
Zhang Tianliu is really worried that all the strings of the Human Emperor's piano will break in the next moment.
From the passionate and mournful feeling given by the strings, the Emperor is not playing the piano, but actually pulling the bow!
The spectacular scene of thousands of arrows firing in unison is right in front of you. The loud and harsh overtones are like the fierce collision of swords, guns and halberds. People shout and horses neigh. It is painful and tragic, but also extremely passionate.
When the Emperor's heroic song despite the vicissitudes of life sounded, it not only brought them into the battlefield, but also pulled them into the joys and sorrows behind the battlefield!
"Every year there is constant chaos in all directions."
"With thunder and drums, I put on my sword and drove my horse away."
"Returning home in a blood-stained robe, with no eyesight, the bride hangs herself on an old beam."
"Ningzhi Mountain, the wind and rain are clear, and I worry a hundred times and never return home..."
After listening to it for a long time, Zhang Tianliu gave a bitter smile and said as he walked: "This is not a river burial song, it is clearly a human burial song."
Xiaobai followed and asked curiously: "I don't understand. What do you mean?"
Zhang Tianliu said casually: "There are endless wars every year. After the death of the son, I cry blindly, the young daughter-in-law hangs herself, and the living people flee to the mountains. No matter how hard the life is in the wind and rain, no matter how strong the homesickness is, they will never Go home..."
Boss Mo said: "It should be a Chinese song."
"Hange?" Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, right? Then why don't we change it to wars and chaos all year round? The feeling will come out. I am really a genius!"
"It feels like bullshit." Zhang Tianliu complained unceremoniously and explained: "Han songs are not songs of the Han Dynasty. This stuff was created more than 4,000 years ago. Do you understand the original style? You can hum it as you like, as long as you It doesn’t matter whether you think it sounds good or tonal, or whether it fits the scene. As long as you can bring people into the scene when you compose the song, you are an expert in Chinese songs.”
Boss Mo touched the kitchen knife and said: "The music is about fighting and fighting, but the singing is about joys and sorrows. I find it difficult."
"Yes." Zhang Tianliu nodded.
Xiao Bai disagreed and said: "I think it sounds very good. Mr. Huang's vicissitudes of voice are very suitable for this style. After the senior explained it, I felt it was even more artistic."
"Young." Boss Mo looked at Xiaobai contemptuously.
Zhang Tianliu smiled bitterly and explained again: "I would give Mr. Huang's song at least ninety-six points. However, people grow up in different environments, have different moods, and have different cultures. The most important element, the sense of substitution, will be missing. This competition is a vote. The system is limited to spectators in the stands, so the question is, will they be replaced by Mr. Huang in the Han Dynasty?"
Boss Mo added: "Now Yuting is a revitalized new city. If you look for Shuyuan www.ｽzhaosｈhuyuan.com, you don't understand what we understand, and we don't understand what you understand."
"What should we do?" Xiaobai was a little panicked.
Other things were fine. He was not afraid of fighting and killing. He had killed them all the way from Heitian Continent to Tianya.
No matter what conspiracy or trick, he has a powerful think tank and is not afraid at all.
But music, he really has never hired an expert in this field.
"How about bringing Tao Tao?" Zhang Tianliu suggested.
Before Xiaobai asked who Taotao was, Boss Mo refused: "I can't even protect myself, and it's a burden."
Taotao is different from Zhaoyi and Yingbao. They parted ways after the Ascension to Heaven. It was their choice whether to fight in the Heaven Pass. They could choose to stay. At most, Jingci would be the only one to follow them to the Heaven Pass. After passing through the Heaven Pass, they would also It was getting harder and harder to separate from Jingci. Although Taotao's abilities were good, they really didn't need them.