Chapter 29: I owe you a chapter
"Stinky...bugs?"
"Are you the spirit of the Jiaoweiqin?"
[Otherwise, who else do you think could be the one besides me? ]
Jia Wenyan looked up at the culprit who had just hit her, and as she focused her attention, the sycamore tree gradually condensed into a transparent shadow.
[Hello, young guardian. I am the spirit of the Jiaoweiqin, Xuanyin.]
Jia Wenyan raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her, who was wearing a red robe with black patterns.
"So you are now living inside this Jiaoweiqin, and your body has become transparent because of the damage to the Jiaoweiqin?"
[Of course not. All you see is just because I choose to take a different path.]
Jia Wenyan: "Different paths?"
[Yes, one spirit has one body. This is the living status of most spirits, but my situation is different. My original body has long disappeared in the years.]
[Logically speaking, I should have left this world with my original body. But perhaps this is what you call the protagonist's halo. In the years since the Jiaoweiqin came out, countless copies have been produced due to the pursuit of various literati and poets.]
[I am obviously ranked last among the four famous Donghuang qins, but my popularity is well-deserved to be the first among the four qins. ]
[Although these replicas may not be as good as the originals, it is precisely because of their existence that I can get corresponding feedback whenever someone plays, composes and gradually presents good works with the Jiaoweiqin.]
[I survived by relying on these feedbacks. For me, as long as there are enough people in this world who play the Jiaoweiqin, I can continue to exist. As for why you have seen it, it is because the former owner of this Jiaoweiqin had the experience of playing top-notch music with it.]
[After all, the zither is meant to be played, right? ]
"So you brought me to your spirit space now because you want me to repair this zither and then hand it over to someone who can make good use of it?"
[That's too much trouble. Since the owner of this zither passed it to you, and you can use your spiritual power to enter the instrument spirit space where the instrument spirit is located, why don't you just learn it yourself and play it yourself?]
"Play it myself? Sorry, I'm not interested in it. I don't think I have any talent for it."
Jia Wenyan quickly refused when she heard this, as she did not think she was cut out for music. But Xuanyin did not think so.
Because the "spiritual roots" that Jia Wenyan possesses essentially refer to the ability of empathy between humans and objects.
She may not have any talent in singing, but she definitely has a deeper understanding of instruments than ordinary people.
What's more, with Xuanyin, the spirit of the Jiaoweiqin, and this spirit space frozen in time, Jia Wenyan has plenty of time and educational resources.
Jia Wenyan wanted to refuse, but the girl in black and red robes in front of her seemed to have suddenly turned evil, and she held Jia Wenyan still and said:
[You don't have to learn it, but I think you don't mind sleeping forever with me in this spirit space.]
"No, it's not..."
Jia Wenyan hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but Xuanyin had already activated his spiritual power and summoned a piece of charred wood in front of her.
[Come, let's start with the most basic piano making. Believe me, once you truly step into the world of piano sound, you will fall in love with it all.]
"But the problem is that I am already 20 years old. Isn't it too late to learn piano now?"
[Twenty years old... is that old? I am almost two thousand years old. Don't you humans always say that you never stop learning? ]
[Believe me, others practice the piano for ten years, you can practice for hundreds or thousands of years with me. Even if you are a piece of rotten wood, I can carve you into a genius.]
"Okay...ok," Jia Wenyan was "touched" by Xuanyin's "kind" smile.
As a "lucky person" who escaped musical instrument interest classes in childhood by relying on painting, Jia Wenyan never thought that she would experience the torture of music classes again in adulthood. The most outrageous thing is that the person teaching her now is actually an old witch who has lived for almost two thousand years.
There is no time in the Wutong forest, but one can witness the changing seasons of the Wutong trees. Jia Wenyan learned piano from beginning to end in such an environment.
Three thousand six hundred and fifty Jiaowei, coupled with the piano training that had long lost any concept of time. Jia Wenyan didn't know how long she had stayed in the instrument spirit space.
She only knew that when she returned to the real world, she would be able to face any guqin "calmly".
The words she was about to say to refuse were forcibly taken back at the moment she was about to speak, and she also said softly while her whole temperament changed instantly:
"Master, rest assured, I will make this violin play out its full potential."
Jia Wenyan's sudden change in style made Liu Qingyang's eyes appear slightly dull.
He looked at Jia Wenyan with a puzzled look, but Jia Wenyan had already spoken before him:
"Uncle Master, please help me prepare the materials to repair the Jiaowei Qin."
\"I will repair it as soon as possible before returning to Xian'an."
"Okay...Okay."
Liu Qingyang looked at Jia Wenyan stroking the surface of the piano with one hand and quickly responded.
The assistant who came with Director Liu wanted to ask curiously, but was held down by Liu Qingyang.
"Director, Director Jia just now..."
After leaving the workshop, Chen Yu, who couldn't hold back his curiosity, finally asked out his confusion.
"A genius? After all, there will always be some unusual performance. Besides, Jia Wenyan's situation is not without precedent in Donghuang history."
Chen Yu: "So Director, you mean that there have been other cultural relic restorers who have experienced the same situation as Director Jia?"
"I don't know the specifics, but among the Donghuang craftsmen, there is indeed a saying similar to "spiritual communication" circulating."
"It is said that some gifted craftsmen can sense the emotions conveyed by objects through contact with them. But of course, this is just like the theology of the old society. Some bizarre sayings exist only to explain phenomena that are beyond people's common sense."
"But being different from the average person is the most basic sign of genius. We can't always assume that there is something wrong with someone just because they can get into work mode quickly."
"I understand that, but Director, are you sure you want to give your treasured Jiaoweiqin to Director Jia?"
"Otherwise, good things are valuable only when they are handed over to the right people. The Jiaoweiqin is just a souvenir that will be sealed in a wooden box forever.
Not to mention that she is my nephew, even without this relationship, a top craftsman restorer is definitely worthy of my friendship. "
"Besides... I still have a large number of orders waiting for her help in the future."
"A large number..."
"Director, you don't want Director Jia to reproduce all the cultural relics you like, do you?"
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A week later, Jia Wenyan finished all her work in Yanjing and returned to Xian'an with a crown, a harp, and the ice-appraising spirit Bingtang in her sea of consciousness.
Her Yanjing can be said to have reaped a lot of rewards. However, just when she thought she could happily show her rich achievements under everyone's expectations.
As soon as Jia Wenyan got off the plane, she saw a series of WeChat messages and missed calls from Zhen Shuwang, averaging more than fifty seconds in length.
"Shu Wang, yes, I just got off the plane, what's wrong?"
Jia Wenyan hurriedly called back to inquire about the situation, but before she could open her mouth, Zhen Shuwang's anxious urging came from the phone.
"Wen Yan, come to the workshop as soon as your plane lands. Cultural relics have been dug up from under the Yong'an workshop."
Yongan Workshop...underground...could it be...
"It's over!"
Realizing that something was wrong, Jia Wenyan hurried to Yong'an Workshop. But the incident had already happened, and no matter how fast she went, it would not help.
When she arrived in a hurry, she could only see Zhen Yuandao's distraught back in the workshop.
"The Goddess of Luo River"... "The Goddess of Luo River"...
Jia Wenyan: "How is the situation?"
"Not very good."
Zhen Shuwang, who had just arrived not long ago, looked at his grandfather's desperate back and shook his head regretfully.
Zhen Shuwang: "Originally, Grandpa wanted to upgrade the workshop's equipment while you were in Beijing. But he didn't expect that during the modification process, the water pipe burst and flooded the entire basement. It also flooded the silk painting hidden in the basement wall."
Jia Wenyan: "There is nothing we can do about it. After all, who would have thought that the original silk painting of "The Goddess of Luo River" that had disappeared for hundreds of years was actually hidden in the wall of the basement of Yong'an Pawnshop."
Zhen Shuwang: "That's true, but it is the original manuscript of "The Goddess of Luo River" after all. Even if we didn't know it was hidden in the wall of the basement, it can't change the fact that the famous painting was soaked in water."
"I have just advised Grandpa, but he insisted on restoring the Luoshen painting that had been soaked in water to its original state, so..."
"I'll go in and take a look."
"teacher……"
"Wen Yan, you're back. Come and help me figure out how to fix this Luoshen Fu picture."
"Although there is a wax seal, the painting has become somewhat blurred due to water immersion. I must restore it as soon as possible."
"Teacher, please don't worry. This painting of the Goddess of the Luo River has been around for so many years as a silk painting, and it was secretly buried in the basement wall of the Yong'an Workshop (pawnshop) by someone unknown. Even if this incident hadn't happened, the painting of the Goddess of the Luo River buried in the wall for so long would still have oxidation problems."
"Please relax. Although this situation is regrettable, compared with other cultural relics that were already in tatters when they were unearthed, this wax-sealed Luoshen Picture can be regarded as a very well-preserved cultural relic."
"But the problem is that it can return to the world in a more complete form.
If I hadn't been greedy and wanted to take advantage of the temporary use of the Yong'an Museum to build a cooling pool for forging, this Luoshenfu painting wouldn't have suffered such a disaster. "
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