The clouds open and the fog disperses, the sun rises with hibiscus, the world shines brightly, Taiyi Donghuang.
The seven strings played in unison, as if to hear the sound of the ancient Jinwu driving a car, thousands of clouds scattered one after another, and above the vast sky, the East Emperor walked on a song.
"Ling Ling", the crisp floating chime sounded softly at the turning point of the tune, slowly closing in the intense rhythm that was like a galloping horse.
"Chirp!" Feng Er sang along with the ringing bell.
"Shh—" Dan Su touched the younger son on the shoulder with his chin, signaling the little guy not to interrupt.
The sound of the piano continued, but the little phoenix did not shut up, and continued to sing along with the chirp.
Dan Su flexed his fingers to flick the little furball's ass, and then stopped for a moment.
In the second chapter, "The Lord of the Clouds", the style of the music changed, from a day-to-day song that opened and closed to a dance in the cloud with a light song and dance.
"啾—" Feng Er saw that his father was not paying attention, and then followed the voice of Fuqing and shouted. If this sound was called by an adult Phoenix, it would definitely be like a nine-day fairy piercing the clouds and shooting the moon, but when a chick called it, it would be Somewhat funny.
"You stinky boy!" Dan Su had heard the sound of a fairy, but was pulled back by this bird call, and his head was on fire. If he caught his younger son, he would teach him a lesson.
"Father!" Before the younger son was cleaned up, the eldest son made another noise to disrupt the atmosphere. Because Dan Yi was talking, everyone turned to look at Dan Su, who was opening his mouth wide and trying to stuff the little hair ball into his mouth.
"..." Chen Ziqi pressed his fist to his lips, trying to hold back his laughter, it turned out that he wasn't the only one who liked to play like this.
"What are you doing!" Qing Xiao slapped her husband and snatched away her youngest son.
"What are you yelling at?" Dan Su coughed lightly and slapped Dan Yi.
Dan Yi motioned for Lan Jiangxue to continue, and she stepped forward and pointed to the words on the music score, "Father, you can read the melody in the sound of Feng Ming."
The phoenix's cry is actually very simple, with only two sounds, "chirp" and "ji", but the tone is a thousand and one twists and turns. The language between phoenixes is expressed by tones, and different tones represent different words. Therefore, the sound of the phoenix is like fairy music, with layers of cadence.
Dan Su glared at his son, turned into a phoenix, jumped on the table, and sang along with Lan Jiangxue's piano.
"Tweet Tweet Tweet…" The sound of a phoenix chirping, as clear as a stream in the forest and as high as the broken jade of Kunshan, rose and fell with the tune, Feng Er squatted in the palm of his mother, pulling his neck and calling.
Several feathermen present frowned slightly and listened carefully, only Chen Ziqi was confused. No matter how beautiful a bird's call is, it is also a bird's call, and in his ears it is a string of "chirps".
Dan Yi rolled her sleeves and sat down at the table, picked up a pen, and wrote the words her father read on the rice paper.
"There are divine dragons in the world, Zhang Hua was born, and the phoenix was drawn with song, and the void was broken..."
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Qi Qi: I heard that Feng is the most talkative person in the world
Bird Attack: Really
Qi Qi: As the saying goes, a person can only speak pretty words. How to say bird attack: speaking is better than singing Qi Qi: When the phoenix speaks, it is originally a bird attack: ... It makes sense, then do you want to learn the phoenix language
Qiqi: I will
Bird Attack: Say something and listen
Qi Qi: Come on~ Pretend~ Anyway, I have a lot of time~~
Bird Attack: (Anti-walking)
Qi Qi: _(:з"∠*)_what happened