L.F-Hist.Novelist Chapter 113, Question 2 – Musical Pitch!
Chapter 113, Question 2 – Musical Pitch!
"Oh?"
Wei Shan gave a cold smile and said nothing more.
He put away his folding fan and turned his gaze back to Zhang Fan downstairs.
Zhang Fan is not my shill!
but……
A truly formidable person who can casually produce such "absolute" results!
A person who dares to publicly slap Han Kou in the face...
Who exactly is this person?
What is his purpose in coming to Changzi County?
If we could recruit this person to our side...
Wei Shan's heart instantly burned with excitement!
Bureau 749, Command Center.
The psychological profiler, who had been silent all along, suddenly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
Behind the lenses, his eyes gleamed with a terrifying light!
He pointed at the screen, at Wei Shan's ever-changing eyes, his voice excited.
"Director Zhu! Look at Wei Shan's expression!"
"From initial amusement, to shock, and now to scrutiny and longing!"
"We've managed to breach one of his psychological defenses!"
He developed a strong curiosity about Comrade Zhang Fan!
"The plan was executed perfectly!"
The expert took a deep breath and made his final judgment:
"The fish has taken the bait!"
……
Ji Honglou.
The clamor in the room was instantly quelled!
It was because a voice rang out from behind the gauze curtains on the second floor.
"Young master, you are truly talented; I admire you greatly."
It's Fairy Pei!
She actually took the initiative to speak up and praise Zhang Fan!
The entire venue was deathly silent!
Everyone held their breath! Jealous, envious, and amazed gazes were all fixed on Zhang Fan!
This is an immense honor!
The fervor in Wei Shan's eyes intensified!
Han Kou's face darkened even further!
Fairy Pei's voice continued:
"Your literary talent is evident. May I ask if you, sir, have any knowledge of music?"
"I will play a tune, hoping to find a kindred spirit!"
"If we can play music in harmony, I would like to share a cup with you."
Question 2 —
It's music!
The words had barely left his mouth!
Clang!
The piano sounds again!
This movement is completely different from the previous ones!
The melody is ancient and the rhythm is varied!
A chilling aura of killing intent swept over us!
Swords are drawn! Warhorses gallop! Soldiers shout!
This is the joy of battle!
Everyone was shaken and their breathing became rapid!
"What a wonderful rendition of 'Po Zhen Zi'!"
"Although the sheet music is no longer the original, the murderous intent remains exactly the same!"
Wei Shan's eyes lit up, and he thought he had figured out the key to it.
He waved to the guards behind him and said arrogantly:
"Bring me my Azure Sea Tide Flute!"
Soon, a jade flute, entirely emerald green and as smooth and warm as jade, was presented.
Wei Shan brought the jade flute to his lips, took a deep breath, and forced himself to play it, accompanied by the stirring music.
The sound of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) was melodious and clear, and in terms of technique alone, it truly demonstrated the style of a master.
but……
The elegant sound of the xiao (vertical flute) clashes with the cold, murderous atmosphere of the qin (zither) music.
It was like a decadent melody suddenly breaking the silence on a battlefield where two armies were locked in combat.
It looks out of place, ridiculous and laughable!
The music paused slightly.
A barely audible sigh came from behind the gauze curtain.
"well……"
Wei Shan's face froze instantly!
He was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to boast or not. His face turned bright red, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground!
Just then, a loud, boisterous laugh broke the awkward silence.
"Hahaha! Pretentious and pretentious, utterly nonsensical!"
Han Kou suddenly stood up!
Although he didn't understand music, he came from a military family and was very familiar with the fierce and bloody atmosphere of battle!
A clang!
He suddenly drew his sword from his waist, the blade flashing like snow!
"This song by Fairy Pei should be accompanied by a sword dance!"
With a loud shout, accompanied by the increasingly intense music, he began to wield his sword in the center of the hall!
His swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, unmatched in its ferocity!
Each sword strike was accompanied by a powerful, whistling sound as it cut through the air!
That indomitable spirit unexpectedly matched perfectly with the murderous intent in the music!
"good!"
"General Han is mighty!"
Many martial artists in the arena were thrilled and cheered loudly!
For a time, the Han invaders relied on this unreasonable method.
They actually managed to create a situation of equal strength with Wei Shan, and successfully regained the face they had just lost!
A complete sword dance!
He sheathed his sword and stood there, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, exuding a domineering and menacing aura.
He first glanced at Wei Shan with disdain.
Immediately, his gaze sharpened like a knife, turning sharply towards Zhang Fan in the corner!
"Kid!"
He shouted, his voice filled with disdain and mockery.
"What's the use of a perfectly matched couplet?"
"Faced with this true sound of battle, your meager literary skills are utterly worthless!"
"See that? That's what harmony is all about!"
"That's what a real man does!"
He pointed the tip of his sword at Zhang Fan's direction, his face full of utter mockery:
"What? You're just a weak scholar who can't even kill a chicken!"
"Besides talking, what else can they do?"
Just when Han Kou was at the height of his triumph!
Zhang Fan has made his move!
He then took out a palm-sized, jet-black cube from his pocket.
What is that?
Nobody recognizes me!
Zhang Fan simply touched it lightly.
next second!
Thump—! ! ! !
A war drum sounds!
Dull!
grand!
It seemed to come from the heavens!
With just one sound, everyone's heart skipped a beat!
Fairy Pei's zither music! Han Kou's sword dance! Cheers from the entire audience!
Before that drumbeat, all we hear is noise!
Before anyone could react!
The "demonic sound from beyond the heavens" descended with a deafening roar!
Horns blare! Tearing through the sky!
Human voices! A torrent!
The drumbeats! As urgent as a torrential downpour!
And there was the sound of metal clashing!
The entire Ji Hong Lou was shaking! The wine glasses were buzzing! The candlelight was flickering wildly!
Everyone present was trembling with fear!
The scene before my eyes vanished!
They saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
The banners and flags obscured the sun!
I witnessed iron hooves trampling mountains and rivers!
That pure, vast, and suffocating sense of war instantly crushed Pei Xianzi's zither music and Han Kou's sword dance to dust!
"Zheng..."
Pei Xianzi's zither music abruptly stopped.
Her hands froze on the strings!
But through the gauze curtain, a pair of beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan and the black box in front of him!
Her delicate body was trembling slightly!
Shocked!
An absolutely stunning experience!
Wei Shan stared wide-eyed at Zhang Fan, his mouth agape.
My mind is completely blank!
He couldn't understand! What kind of musical instrument is this?
What piece of music is this?
It can produce such beautiful music!
And the Han invaders!
He stopped his sword dance and stood frozen in place like a statue!
"What...what is this...?"
Han Kou gripped his sword, his lips trembling, muttering to himself.
The song ended.
Zhang Fan reached out and tapped the subwoofer again.
The whole world fell silent instantly.
The shocking sound vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
The deathly silence lasted only a second!
The next second, the entire lobby erupted in chaos!
"My God! What kind of sound device is that?!"
"It can simultaneously produce the sounds of drums and horns, and... what is that? A pipa? A zither? I've never heard of such a thing!"