Chapter 126: Birds pay homage to the phoenix, the highest courtesy to bid farewell to the deceased!
Scattering paper money during a funeral is to pave the way for the deceased.

The distance between Yin and Yang is very far, and there are many wandering ghosts along the way.

The paper money is thrown to them.

"Why is there a sudden strong wind?"

"Strange! Is there such a strong wind in this season?"

"Could it be that the old principal has returned?"

"Oh my God, don't scare me!"

"What's so scary? The old principal was such a good person when he was alive. Even if he becomes a ghost, he's a good ghost!"

The old principal's son suddenly felt a hand touching his face and wiping away his tears.

"Dad, is that you? Are you back to see me?"

He couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears again!

Master Qin narrowed his eyes and looked up into the sky.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to have seen something.

"Old friend, I am sending you off like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. Am I being kind enough?"

The foreigners in the live broadcast room were also shocked by this scene. They felt their hearts pounding and their blood boiling!

Although they have never seen the old principal, through this song, they have already outlined what the old principal looks like in their minds!

He was very thin, walked with a cane, had a head full of white hair and a kind smile on his face.

Standing at the school gate, greeting the students with a smile.

My lifelong wish is that all children can leave the mountains and see the outside world.

That's it.

Thousands of people knelt down at the same time to bid farewell to the old principal. This scene really shocked them.

The mourning clothes on his body formed a sea of ​​white flowers.

In their country, such a thing would never happen.

Even if the president is assassinated, it is impossible!

[I don’t know why, but my tears can’t stop flowing! ]

[This scene is really shocking! Thousands of people spontaneously saw one person off! ]

[I think the old principal must have been very respected when he was alive. It would be great if I could see him in person! ]

[I take back what I said earlier, the suona is really nice to listen to, these Chinese instruments are far superior to Japanese instruments! ]

[Yes, this suona really touched my heart. I want to cry when I hear it! ]

The Japanese musicians' faces turned red, but they just couldn't beat the suona players.

It’s weird. There are so many people here, but their voices are not as loud as others?
These Chinese musical instruments are really all rogue!
Not only is the sound loud, but it also goes straight into my ears!
Covering your ears won’t help!

Especially the one called Suona, he is simply a gangster among gangsters.

Gangster leader!

I've been playing Japanese musical instruments all my life, but I've never heard anything so majestic!

Just with a suona, you can take on an entire symphony orchestra!
One of them couldn't blow it anymore. He was afraid he would die if he continued blowing, so he wanted to ask Kawasaki if he could take a break.

Looking back, I was surprised to find that Kawasaki was already in tears!

He thought of his father, who was forced to participate in the invasion war and died on this land. His body remained here forever and has not been found until now.

He got off his horse, fell to his knees, and kowtowed three times in the direction where his father died.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Mr. Qin Sanye.

"I'm sorry, old man!"

He was completely convinced. The Japanese musical instruments that he was so proud of were nothing compared to the Chinese ones.

Short-sighted is the best way to describe them.

He was also very grateful to Uncle Qin San. It was his suona that made him remember his father again.

"Stop and get out of the way!" Kawasaki raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

The man playing the shamisen was so engrossed in his playing that he didn't hear what he said.

Kawasaki walked up to him and slapped him in the face: "I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

After the song was over, Chen Lu came forward and helped Qin San up.

"Third Master, are you okay?"

Qin San handed the suona to his apprentice and waved his hand: "Alas, I am old now. Time really does not spare anyone."

Think about when I was young, I could play the suona all day long without any problems.

Once he even played two shows of eight instruments in one day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and his body was still able to handle it at that time.

I am really old now, and I feel powerless even to play a song to cry to heaven.

"Master, how about you take a break and let us brothers take care of the rest?"

Qin Sanyi glared: "That won't do! I still have to play the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix for my old friend. Who among you can play it down?"

Kawasaki made way and respectfully let them pass first.

When Qin San passed by, he bowed deeply again.

After listening to this song that made him cry to heaven, he was really convinced.

All these masters of oriental musical instruments from Xiaoyinghua, together, cannot compare to one finger of Mr. Qin Sanye.

It’s not about whether it sounds good or not, or anything like that in terms of technique.

But it’s about whether you use it with care or not.

Uncle Qin Sanye's suona is an instrument that can truly touch people's hearts, strike their souls, and evoke memories deep in their hearts.

This is the difference between a suona player and an artist!
The young men carried the coffin and headed towards the back mountain.

This is the family cemetery of the old principal’s family. His father and mother are buried here.

And the old principal will also be buried here today.

The big pit had been dug in advance and the coffin was carefully lowered into it.

The disciples brought out the armchair and Qin San sat on it steadily.

My old friend, let me play another song of "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" to see you off!
The apprentices were already prepared, standing by with various musical instruments in their hands, ready to perform the piece of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix with their master.

As soon as the older generation saw this situation, they knew what was going on.

Master Qin San is going to blow the trumpet to welcome the phoenix!

Being able to hear the birds paying homage to the phoenix is ​​a blessing earned over several lifetimes.

How many people never have the chance to listen to the song of "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" in their entire life.

The old man who had heard it before smiled and said, "Young men, you are so lucky to hear the Third Master's "A Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix" today!"

Everyone was shocked.

Birds pay homage to the phoenix?
They had heard about the mystery of the bird paying homage to the phoenix countless times from their elders.

According to legend, a true suona player can imitate the calls of at least ninety-nine kinds of birds, and when the instrument reaches a climax, it can even attract hundreds of birds to come!
They all don't quite believe it. You said that imitating one or two species is possible, but how is it possible to imitate the calls of nearly a hundred species of birds?

Can a mere suona be so powerful?

As for the White Phoenix that the old man mentioned, no one believed it and they all thought he was just senile and confused.

Absolute nonsense!

Where in the world is there such a species as the Phoenix?
If it really appears, wouldn't it become the country's key research subject?

[Looking at the old man's expression, is he planning to play another suona song? ]

[Didn't you just play "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"? What else do you want to play now? ]

[Isn't that a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix? There's not a single bird chirping. ]

[Using suona to imitate bird calls? Are you kidding me? Do you think you are playing ventriloquism? ]

[He can really do it. During the live broadcast a few days ago, I heard the old man imitating the bird calls, and it was really lifelike! ]

(End of this chapter)