The art of playing the zither can be broadly divided into three categories.
Defense, attack, support.
Defense is to use sound waves to dissolve attacks.
The attacks are mostly mental attacks.
The auxiliary is illusion and confusion.
Although it is divided into only three major categories, the details are also very interesting. Because she cannot practice, Lou Qianxue has been very interested in piano music for quite a long time.
She was already able to play the piano, had a very high mental strength, and had considerable talent. In just one month, she had mastered most of the pieces left by her junior uncle.
Of course, if you want to fully unleash the power of the song, it will take quite a long time of study and practice.
Another year is coming to an end and the weather has suddenly turned cold. She has been staying at home and refusing to see visitors. Everyone except the Lou family thinks that she has gone out to gain experience.
Lou Qianxue was wearing a cloak and standing in the pavilion, looking at the red plum blossoms beneath the snow in the distance, with a somewhat absent-minded expression.
She held a gray stone in her hand. It was plain and simple, but there was a strange power surging in it.
"It and I really share the same pain."
"I have lost my cultivation, and it has lost its strange fire... It can't stay like this forever, and neither can I!"
"There are still many things waiting for me to do... If he doesn't come after the New Year, then I will... leave."
After learning the art of zither music, she gained confidence and could protect herself with the music.
Lou Qianxue took a breath, sat down in the pavilion, put her ten fingers on the guqin that Lou Potian had found, and started playing.
The sound of the piano made the empty courtyard seem even more desolate and cold.
After staying in the pavilion for a whole day, Lou Qianxue took the zither back to her room, washed up, and rested.
The night was thick, the light was dim, and everything was quiet.
Lou Qianxue was lying on the bed, but for some reason she couldn't fall asleep at all. Her beautiful dark and crystal eyes couldn't help but fall on the window frame.
She didn't know if it was because that person always liked to climb in through the window, but in the past month, she had dreamed of him climbing in through the window many times.
She couldn't help but laugh at the thought.
Tan Taiyuan was cold and arrogant, and climbing through the window did not match his appearance and personality at all, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all when doing this.
Thinking about...
Crunch...
A familiar voice, as if from a dream, suddenly appeared...
Lou Qianxue was slightly dazed, thinking to herself that she must be dreaming again.
A slender figure, carrying the icy air from outside, suddenly came towards him.
Lou Qianxue couldn't help but shrink her fair little face exposed outside the quilt because of the cold.
However…
next moment…
"Woo..."
The warm, thin lips, in stark contrast to the coldness, pressed forcefully against hers...
The familiar smell and taste made Lou Qianxue’s beautiful eyes widen.
Is this a dream
Not a dream
She couldn't tell...
It causes unwarranted panic.
Continue in a moment.
(End of this chapter)