As the sound sounded, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared mysteriously not far from the middle-aged scribe. These days, the middle-aged scribe has been concentrating on studying the guqin, and he doesn't know how these two people appeared.

If it is a shopkeeper in Jufu Building, you must be able to see at a glance that these two tall and short people are clearly distinguished guests in a VIP box on the day of the auction. If it were another appraiser, he would definitely be able to recognize these two as the owners who brought the guqin to the auction at that time.

The juniors of the peak of the two immortals, the middle-aged scribe looked at the cultivation of the two and breathed a sigh of relief slightly. Although their sudden appearance in front of them startled him, the two immortal descendants were not worth being frightened about. It's nothing more than the two little guys who didn't know how to break their own protective circle by mistake, and accidentally heard what they just said.

It's just that in the next moment, the middle-aged scribe's ease turned into horror. In his eyes, the two immortal juniors who were vulnerable were fierce and terrifying. Without waiting for him to react further, the two of them had already begun to move, and the most incredible thing was that he couldn't walk in front of the two immortal descendants, and he became a prisoner in a few breaths.

How is this possible? No matter how much he wants to break his head, he can't figure it out, he is a fourth-grade earth immortal, and his realm is much higher than that of the two opponents, how can he become himself in a vulnerable position?

"Have you discovered the secret of this guqin?" The tall young man stroked the guqin, looked at it thoughtfully for a while, and then looked down at the captive at his feet, and asked lightly: "Tell me, what kind of secret is it?"

"You dream!" The middle-aged scribe could not understand now that the other party was simply coming for the secret of the guqin. Although his skills are not as good as others, the scribe feels that his character is still there, and he will never give in to such a sinister villain, and a mouthful of bloody spit came out, and the scribe gritted his teeth and spoke.

"I admire people who are not afraid of death. The tall young man smiled a little contemptuously: "Usually when I meet this kind of person, I directly meet their requirements and let them die." However, since you know the secret of this guqin, I will not let you die immediately, at least until you tell the secret you know. Trust me, you can't die even if you want to. ”

The voice was low, but the meaning hidden in it frightened the middle-aged scribe. It's just that in the hands of the other party, life and death are not up to oneself, as the other party said, when even death has become a luxury, what else can be left in the heart except despair?

It didn't take too long for the two of them to get the middle-aged scribe to speak, and the scribe collapsed much faster than he had imagined. Soon, under the cold gaze of the tall young man, the scribe told him what he had found.

"The problem is in this string, this string is made of the tendons of Hei Wujiao, and compared to the other strings, this string is much stronger, so it causes the sound of the piano to be unbalanced. "The middle-aged scribe is now answering all questions, and the short young man just now has made him suffer enough, and if he cooperates honestly, he may be able to suffer less.

"Isn't the magic weapon the more advanced the material, the better?" the tall young man asked with some puzzlement, "Isn't this bad?"

"The purpose of refining this guqin is not to use it as a magic weapon for attack, but for the timbre. Speaking of this, the middle-aged scribe had absolute authority: "It's just that the perfection of the rhythm is not how advanced the individual strings are, but whether all the accessories are balanced. This string is too advanced, which will cause the overall timbre to be unbalanced, and no matter how you tune the timbre, you can't tune it. ”

"I see!" After such an explanation, the tall young man finally understood why this qin was like this, and the problem was actually the best string.

It's ironic to say. The material of this string is high-grade, and he has also found it, although he doesn't know that this is the tendon of Hei Wujiao, but he also knows that this string is excellent. It's just that he is not very proficient in music and rhythm, and he only studies it from the aspect of magic weapons, so naturally the more advanced the material, the better, but he ignores the problem of balance.

If it weren't for the fact that the middle-aged scribe was extremely proficient in music and had a unique insight into the making of the violin, it would not have been possible to discover this secret.

"So, if you change to a relatively ordinary string, will the timbre of this piano be perfect?" I don't know why, the tall young man suddenly asked.

"Quite possibly!" replied the scribe, but immediately shook his head, "Where can I find strings of the same quality as this one?" ”

As he spoke, the scribe's eyes widened. In the hand of the tall young man, a guqin that was exactly the same as the one he bought suddenly appeared. The scribe sat on the ground, unable to believe his eyes, closed them and opened them again, finally making sure that it was really another identical guqin. The one he bought was still not far in front of him, and the one in the young man's hand was obviously another.

It's just that the two guqins really look exactly the same, without the slightest difference. How is this possible?

"Look at this qin, is there a string wrong?" the tall young man sent the guqin to the scribe's hand and asked him to carefully identify it.

The scribe now suddenly realized that this was his chance, and as long as the secret of the guqin was not completely solved, he still had a chance to survive. I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so I quickly checked the guqin, and then began to play.

After playing a few pieces, the scribe frowned and began to check the strings one by one. It's just that the thing that puzzles him is here, the strings of this piano are completely normal, but the timbre just doesn't know what's wrong, it's very strange.

Fortunately, the scribe was really proficient in music, and found that there was a problem with the timbre, so he almost checked the piano little by little, and finally determined the problem with this piano.

There is no problem with the strings, but the problem is the strings, which are very unusual, and the same imbalance caused by the excellent material. After careful identification, the scribe replied with some uncertainty, the strings of this qin were probably also carved and refined from a certain section of the skeleton of Hei Wujiao.

"Then look at this one again. The middle-aged scribe was not entirely sure, but the tall young man seemed to have an answer, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the scribe was startled again. In the young man's hand, another identical guqin appeared.

This time, it turned out to be a problem with another string. At this point, both the scribe and the tall and short young men have determined that the problem of these instruments is the same, that a certain part of the body is too advanced, resulting in an uneven timbre.

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