道罗邪皇子 (邪神之道 B4)

音乐有情

*Thump.* gradually getting a feel for the instrument Ye Gui Feng draws in a light breath of air as he moves his hand towards the next string.

*Thuuuuump.* as the sound of the zither echoes outwards it causes a small ripple to form above the string that Ye Gui Feng had just plucked.

Step by step Ye Gui Feng repeats the same pattern of string plucking as his speed gradually improves.

*Thuuump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.* on the 18th repeat of the pattern Ye Gui Feng's following four plucks are done in a rapid manner.

*Thump. Thump. Thuuump.* following a brief pause the next three plucks are done.

"..."

Closing his eyes Ye Gui Feng repeats the entire pattern from scratch.

*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.* one by one the strings are plucked and without stopping Ye Gui Feng plays the basic tune that Bai Yuechu had taught him.

*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.* flawless the next part of the tune is continued from where the first is left off.

*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.* listening to the tune Ming Xiao Luo who sits off to the side nods her head to the rhythm.

But upon reaching the final part of the entire tune-

*Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Th-...* slipping up on the final part Ye Gui Feng can only chuckle in a bitter manner as he opens his eyes.

"Well it's not too bad."

"It was nice as a way of distracting myself I suppose."

Feeling somewhat accomplished for having gotten this far in so little time Ye Gui Feng smiles.

"*Sigh* still wish to hear my story?"

"Yeah."

With a light of nostalgia in his eyes Bai Yuechu thought back to his past memories.

"My master had been one of the three grand patriarchs of a sect. I do not know if that sect still exists to this day but it was called Qínyīn Mén (琴音门Meaning: Gates of the Zither's Music)."

Complex feelings rose up in Bai Yuechu's heart upon recalling the days that he had spent in the Qinyin Gates.

Within the Qinyin Gates Bai Yuechu had been nothing more than an ordinary disciple.

Although there were many talented disciples who wanted to become Ming Yue Yao's legacy disciple none of them were picked by her.

"Wait you said you were a disciple of the Qinyin Gates. This means you were formerly a human."

"In the primordial world it isn't too uncommon of a thing for a human soul to take the place of a weapon spirit."

"Were there many ways to accomplish this?"

Out of curiosity Ming Xiao Luo asks to which Bai Yuechu nods.

"Far too many to count."

"What was her reason?"

"She didn't need a disciple. She needed someone to tune her strings for her."

This reason causes Ye Gui Feng to put on a strange look.

"Were you an expert at that or something?"

"Qinyin Gates had always been renowned for their Dao of Music. There's a specialized division that does instrument tunings for the disciples."