When he reached a crossroad and crossed the zebra crossing, a few sparrows suddenly flew over from the wires above Lin Sheng's head.
The chirping sounds were crisp and pleasant to the ear.
Lin Sheng felt that the burning sensation in his heart seemed to be a little better.
He stood under the wires and looked up at the sparrows above.
Just as he looked up, the sparrows on the wires seemed to have been electrocuted. Their feathers stood up and they screamed as they flew away.
It felt as if someone had smacked them with a stick.
"This is too much …" Lin Sheng felt helpless and lowered his head. Walking on the deserted street, the cold wind made him feel better.
The sky was getting darker and darker.
Lin Sheng walked for a few kilometers. He felt a little better and his body seemed to have calmed down. Only then did he have the mood to care about where he was.
At this moment, a delicate sound of strings floated from the right.
The soft and rhythmic music made Lin Sheng feel like a clear spring had flowed through his heart. The volcano that could erupt at any time was quickly controlled.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed the direction of the music.
Soon, he found the source of the music next to a cake shop — a simple piano shop called Sound Door.
The shop was not big. It only took up the width of two ordinary shops. The plaque above was painted black, and four large words were engraved with white wood: Yinfu Guqin Shop.
The door was a transparent glass door. There was a leaflet on the door: Long-term enrollment. Year-end tuition 20% off.
There was a display board on the ground outside the door. On it was written: Karna piano, Hyde piano, Fischmann violin, Kahn harp, and so on. We have all the authentic goods.
Lin Sheng walked up to the glass door and looked through the glass.
A few children, the youngest seven or eight years old and the oldest twelve or thirteen years old, were carefully performing their music under the guidance of a short-haired girl in white clothes.
On the other side of the shop, there were all kinds of five-stringed instruments, flutes, and small harps of different sizes.
There was also a black medium-sized piano in the corner. Two couples who looked like customers were standing in front of the piano and chatting in low voices.
From time to time, clumsy and crisp music drifted out of the shop, but it was this clumsy music that made Lin Sheng's heart calm down.
"Music?"
He was silent for a while and stood in front of the shop, quietly watching the little guys playing the guqin inside.
Even though his current age was actually only eighteen or nineteen years old. He wasn't much older than these children.
However, due to his recent training, his body had become a lot stronger. Now that he was in his half-dragon form, he was even bigger than before.
At this moment, Lin Sheng stood in front of the Zither Shop. He was almost two meters tall, and his muscles were as hard as rock. In addition, his half-dragon form naturally had a subtle Dragon Might.
Just by standing there, he was able to make passersby avoid him.
Lin Sheng didn't mind how much pressure he would bring to the others.
After standing there for a while, he finally pushed open the door and walked into the shop.
The woman in charge of teaching the guqin looked at him, and was also slightly shocked by his exaggerated and strong physique. But after a few more glances, she continued to teach the children how to play.
A female shop assistant in a dark green apron walked over and politely smiled at Lin Sheng.
"Is there anything I can help you with? Would you like to see a five-stringed instrument, a six-stringed instrument, a violin, or a harp? "
"I'm just looking around." Lin Sheng could feel that his half-dragon form could relax under the influence of the music.
But it wasn't enough!
He needed more, clearer and more tranquil music.
He walked past the five-stringed instruments hanging on the wall and ran his fingers across them one by one.
From the large number of memory fragments that he had absorbed, all the parts related to music were filtered out.
Soon, he walked in front of a light gold harp that was only the length of an adult's forearm.
The shop assistant saw this and quickly came forward to end it.
"This is a Saar harp. Unlike most harps, Saar harps are very small. Although the tone isn't as melodious as a large harp, its crisp rhythm is better."
"Is that so?" Lin Sheng reached out and took the light gold harp. In his mind, he recalled the way the Blood Indigo Harp was made in the dream he had in Snowgale Castle.
This Saar harp only needed to be modified slightly, and it could be transformed into the Blood Indigo Harp in the records.
The two were very similar in size and appearance.
Lin Sheng reached out and closed his eyes.
The small and delicate harp formed a sharp contrast with his large physique.
He gently plucked it with his fingertip.
"Ding …"
A clear and melodious harp sound immediately spread out in the shop.
In the memories Lin Sheng absorbed, there was a heavy armored soldier who loved playing the harp the most. No matter how important the war mission was, he would squeeze out time to play a tune for himself every day.
That soldier was born in the ancient Mita Kingdom, which once had the most lush forests, the most delicious fruits, and countless lush green plants.
Unfortunately, in the soldier's memories, the Mita Kingdom had long since sunk into the river of history, buried by the wind and sand, and disappeared.
Lin Sheng closed his eyes and carefully recalled the ancient song from the soldier's memories. Accompanied by his somewhat rusty fingering, it slowly washed over the harp.
As the ancient and peaceful music spread out, Lin Sheng's mind and body also gradually returned to normal under the influence of this peace.
The high temperature and scorching heat in his body felt like it was being irrigated by extremely cold spring water. His entire body felt cool and comfortable.
This kind of comfort almost made Lin Sheng forget that he was playing the harp, and not resting.
After the music finished, Lin Sheng released the harp.
"I'll take this harp." He handed the Saar harp to the stunned shop assistant.
"Good … good!"
The shop assistant quickly came back to his senses and replied.
He had never heard the song that had just been played. That ancient and sad, quiet and distant style made him feel calm as he listened to it from such a close distance.
After coming back to his senses, he remembered that the person who had just played the harp was a strong man who was a head taller than him. It was such a gentle harp sound …
In another corner of the shop, the boys and girls who were practicing the harp, as well as the teacher who was guiding them, all looked at Lin Sheng in surprise.
It was not because he played very well, but because no one had heard this song before. Moreover, Lin Sheng was two meters tall, had a body as strong as a bear, and held a small and exquisite light gold harp.
The contrast of this scene was very strong.
The young couple at the side looked at Lin Sheng with admiration. They had the temperament of professionals who specialized in music.
In this day and age, there were too few people who could play the Saar harp so fluently, and also put their own feelings into it. Not to mention that Lin Sheng was so young.
After paying the money, Lin Sheng rejected the couple's initiative and left the harp shop.
After playing a song, he felt that his half-dragon form was slowly fading. His previously inflated body was now slowly shrinking and returning to normal.
He planned to go back and modify this harp to make it a Blood Azure Harp that could train his Saint Power.
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