Chapter 102: String illusion

Seeing that the uncle was so angry that his face was about to deform, Yao Yan could only put away the underwear and carefully stuff it into his arms. As a result, he felt even more upset when he saw the uncle's expression, and he was about to have a heart attack.

"Uncle, don't get me wrong. I'm not a thief who steals underwear!" Yao Yan quickly folded his hands and asked, "I didn't intend to steal the saint's underwear. I was just forced to play this thing as a guest star. If I choose one, I won't know how to do this thing..."

"Uncle, look, I've modified this thing!" The uncle obviously had already seen the matter and ignored Yao Yan. Yao Yan quickly took out the small harp from his bag and showed it to the uncle. This harp was used by Yao Yan and Verak when they were studying how to use that set of repair tools. They used that convenient and powerful tool. The two of them quickly modified the harp according to Yao Yan's wishes. Now, the forty-seven strings are not only divided into two rows, so that the spacing between the strings can be fully used for playing, but also equipped with a more easy-to-use semitone, making the harp a truly playable instrument.

After taking the harp, he looked over and over and over, and the uncle couldn't let go of it anymore. Until he heard a commotion sound from afar, he snorted at Yao Yan and said, "Come with me!"

Yao Yan stretched out his tongue, made a face, and entered a room with the uncle. Like the yard, this is a very simple house, about twenty square meters in size, with a bed on the left and a place similar to a workbench on the right. There are many unfinished instruments on the workbench, from the trumpet to the harp, it seems that this is the uncle's.

After entering the room, Yao Yan looked around and said, "Uncle, didn't you say you have two granddaughters? One played the piano well and the other played the lip well. Why didn't you see them?"

The uncle's expression simply wrote the sentence "You are a pervert, you will never let you see it" on his face.

"Master, who is here? Hey, little brother, it's you!" A red-haired man with a smile on his face came in outside, and there were three monkeys sitting upright on his shoulders. Those monkeys immediately smiled at Yao Yan when they saw Yao Yan, obviously still remembered Yao Yan freshly. One of them stretched out his claws and grabbed Yao Yan's hair with frivolous hands. Yao Yan had no choice but to spread his hands, saying that his charm was too great and even animals could not be spared.

"Little brother, you are here. You don't know. Since seeing you that day, the master has been talking about you all day long, saying that you are a piece of pure gold and uncensored jade. If you don't become a minstrel, it would be a waste!"

"Ahem!" The uncle had no words to this apprentice who betrayed his own apprentice, so he could only cough and remind him, but his apprentice was not a good material, so he did not notice the master's anger or embarrassment at all. He continued, "By the way, little brother, how did you find this place? I came back to think about the last song for a long time. The master also said that the style of the song is very unique, just a little immature. The master said that he had never heard of that style of song. Could it be that you composed it by your little brother?"

"Dumora!" The uncle who could not bear it, roared angrily, "Get out for me!"

"Okay... OK, Master." Dumala smiled and turned around and walked out.

"Ahem!" The uncle glared at Dumala viciously, then turned around and said to Yao Yan: "I haven't introduced myself yet. Ruben, Ruben Lorens, a young man, even if he is full of curiosity and impulse for the opposite sex, he must not do that kind of thing, especially the one who takes such a big risk to steal the big man... The impulse will probably kill you!"

As soon as he said this, there was a knock on the door outside and a loud voice said: "I'm sorry, the Dragon Expeditionary Force is pursuing the thief. I hope you can cooperate and forgive me for the inconvenience caused to you!"

"When will the Dragon Expeditionary Force knock on the door in Baishi City? What exactly does the Lord of Pepsi make for?" Dumora muttered, strode out, and opened the door: "What do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry, please cooperate! We will compensate you for the inconvenience caused to you!" These people from the Dragon Expeditionary Force were very easy to talk to, so they first sent a piece of Li Yuanjing. There are so many such things in the Dragon Expeditionary Force recently, and they are very valuable, so they can also be used as currency.

"I warn you not to touch things randomly. If you break things here, you can't afford to compensate!" Dumala stopped the Dragon Li fighter of the Dragon Expeditionary Force who was planning to come in, snorted angrily, and said.

"Sorry." The Longli Fighter said nothing nonsense, and threw another piece of Li Yuanjing to Dumala. Such a straightforward attitude made Dumala not know what to say.

At this moment, a wonderful sound of music came from Ruben's room.

It is the sound of flute and harp. The sound of flute is round and warm, while the sound of harp is clear and ethereal, like gurgling water. In the continuous flow, it contains the passion of splashing, hidden under the round tone of flute. The sound of harp is like a stream that never stops flowing regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Spring is also it, it is light in spring; summer is also it, it is exciting in summer; autumn is also it, it is heavy in autumn fields; winter is also it, it is deserted in winter.

The wide range of music that had never been heard was far beyond the limit of the harp that everyone could understand. Even the members of the Dragon Expeditionary Force who had no music cultivation could not help but stop and listen.

The wonderful music sounded like a sound from the mind, from the heart, from the depths of thoughts, and from every cell, making people feel inexplicable joy and comfort all over their body. The sound of the piano seemed to contain a cold force. Even in the cool summer of Baishi City, the sun was hanging high above their heads, but everyone felt like eating a large piece of ice and immersing their whole body in ice water, which was indescribable. There were two people, and even had two chills.

At the end of the song, the people from the Dragon Expeditionary Force stood there blankly and refused to move until the door opened, and two old and young walked out.

The old man held the flute in his hand, while the young man held a small harp. The harp had a beautiful curve like a swan's neck that he had never seen before. Every string emitted a faint blue light. You can tell at first glance that it was not an ordinary person.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the harp. Without guessing, they knew that the wonderful music that transcended imagination just now came from this harp and this young man.

"Master, I'm disturbing." The leader of Long Li fighter respectfully bowed to the two of them, "I offended the Master, please forgive me!"

"It's okay." Yao Yan looked at them with a smile, his smile was simply the Virgin Mary.

"I'm disturbed. It will be a lifelong honor to be able to hear this music that cleanses the soul!" Longli Fighter believed that those who can play such a music that cleanses the hearts would definitely not be a despicable underwear thief, so he and his subordinates retreated respectfully. He believed that this wonderful song would be engraved in his heart for the rest of his life.

Seeing the Longli fighters walking out of the yard and closing the door, Yao Yan then stroked his chest and exhaled.

"Just...just..." I still remember Yao Yan's extremely lethal "Two Tigers" and "Snail and Oriole" that had great contrast. The music that just now almost made Dumo pull his chin shatter.

"What do you want to ask?" Ruben looked at Yao Yan with a complicated expression, "Oh..."

"If you want an explanation, I can tell you that it is "Synopsis Art". If you want to add a modification to this explanation, I can tell you that it is "Synopsis Art of Strings"!" Yao Yan smiled and raised the harp in his hand, and the harp began to play the song automatically, which was the beautiful music I heard just now.

A layer of blue light was rippling on the automatically played strings. Yao Yan reached out and gently patted the harp and pulled out a string from the void. As the strings were continuously pulled out, the bright blue on the strings gradually disappeared, and the strings were no longer automatically plucked, and the music was naturally no longer played.

"Even if it is the magical illusion... the magical illusion cannot make a sound that the caster has never heard before, that music... that music!" Dumora almost couldn't say it.

How could that wonderful music be played? Not to mention that the forty-seven-string harp has just been tested, no one can compose a music for it. Just talking about the music just now, even the master may not be able to compose it.

Others may not be able to hear it, but Dumora has a high level of musical cultivation. He can naturally hear it. The ensemble of the two just now was actually dominated by the harp. The flute desperately wanted to catch up with the tune of the harp, but it seemed particularly stiff. It was obviously because Ruben felt that the music was played by the harp alone, and he wanted to make up for the remaining gap with the flute, but in fact, it further destroyed the perfection of the harp sound.

"Sounds you haven't heard before cannot be simulated by sound magic. Then you can use sound magic to use sound magic. That's right." Yao Yan laughed, "I don't know how to use sound magic yet, I can only use my magic strings to simulate the sound of the strings. As long as I recall those melodies, the magic strings will automatically play the melodies. The music just now is actually a harp concerto, but I can only simulate the sound of the strings, a complete music... Of course I have heard it, hehe."

Joke, music in the past life was not like musicians who needed to sing. The Internet turned music into something without borders. Yao Yan, who prefers classical music and new century music, even if it is updated all day, there will be at least dozens of g of music in the computer. If you use sound magic to simulate music you have heard, even if you remove the details you cannot remember, the rest will definitely be difficult for music in this world to reach.

As long as you learn the magic of sound, Yao Yan can become a humanoid mp3.

"Yao Yan, is that string your magic string?" Ruben was stunned. He didn't remember that magic string was something that could be drawn out to play casually. Moreover, this little boy was actually a magic net walker? It was really impossible to tell.

"Actually it's not my magic string, but the ability given to me by the magic net." Yao Yan shook his head. He just used to call this string a magic string.

"Yao Yan." Ruben stared at Yao Yan and said for a while: "You are a natural bard!"

"I have heard many people say this." Yao Yan said shamelessly.

"What kind of magic net can make people condense such strings? Yao Yan, please guide me to become a magic net walker!" Dumora rushed over even more exaggeratedly and hugged Yao Yan's thigh.

This magic net ability has a fatal attraction for those who like string music.

"Grandpa, what was that just now?" Another house door in the yard opened, and two girls walked out of the door, with a look of surprise on their faces, "Grandpa, is it your new song?"

These two girls, one with long black hair and gentle face, holding a flute in their hands, and the other with short brown hair, with curiosity in their eyes, holding a six-stringed talisman in their hands, looking 70 to 80% similar, and they are the two granddaughters of Ruben.

Ruben shook his head helplessly. He felt guilty because he had been immersed in music for so many years and claimed to be a great musician, but found that he could not match the wonderful music at all.

"Then... is this little brother's song?" The two of them immediately seemed to have discovered a new continent, rushed towards Yao Yan, grabbed Yao Yan, looked left and right, and looked up and down.

"Sorry, sorry~" Yao Yan waved his hand repeatedly, "Don't look at me anymore. If you look at me again, you will have to charge. You are not allowed to watch and eat. Thank you, thank you!"

As he said that, he hugged his head with both hands, avoided the overly enthusiastic two women, and rushed towards the door.

"Those people have not gone far, I suggest you stay here for a while." Ruben sighed, raised his head, looked at the clock tower at the end of his sight, and said, "At least, have lunch before leaving."

"No, my companion is still out of danger." Yao Yan shook his head, "I appreciate the good intentions. When I finish dealing with the matter, I will come to you and play some songs for you."

"Okay! OK!" Ruben was extremely happy and had long thrown the fact that Yao Yan was a thief. He walked into the house and took out a lot of messy instruments, saying, "These are all my improved instruments, and there are no suitable music yet. Now, take them all back, take them back!"

What should I do when I take it back? Of course, I prepared a suitable song and played it for Ruben to listen to.

Yao Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, took a big bag and put the instruments in it, and muttered: "Greedy old man!"

"What did you say?" Ruben didn't hear it.

"I didn't say anything, I'm leaving!" Yao Yan ran away in panic with a big bag on his back.

Watching Yao Yan disappear at the end of the alley, Ruben stood there for a while before sighing helplessly: "After all, the magical technique is a side-minded person, and lacks the spiritual energy and freedom to play by himself. I really hope he can learn from me and become a real bard!"

"Master, if you want to accept someone as an apprentice, there will only be someone who will rush to be a disciple. If he knows who you are, he will probably cry and make a fuss and take you as his master." Dumora laughed, "When he becomes my junior brother, I can ask him to find a way to guide me to become a magic net walker, and then I can have that magical string. Haha, why do you even use your brain to break your fingers? Just think about it... Ah, Master, why are you hitting me?"
Chapter completed!