If you have heard the sound of falling from the ground in the snow and ice, then you will definitely be confused by the sound that is so crisp that it seems to come from an illusion.

After the wooden wedge was pushed in, Chen Mange heard a sound of pearls and jade.

It's crisp, but there's a faint echo.

But this is far from the end.

In her surprised gaze, the sound of snowflakes shaking from the branches gradually became louder.

After the small piece of wooden wedge was pushed in, it was slowly pushed out again as the gear slowly rotated.

At the same time, the shaking lines that controlled the diabolo also began to shake.

Just like Lu Zian’s own operation, there is no hurry or slow down.

Every once in a while, the sound of ice ridges breaking comes, as if it is far away in the sky, or as if it is close to you.

The faint sound was filled with a calm and leisurely leisure.

If possible, Chen Mange really wants to take it apart and see how it works.

What Lu Zian had to do was to slowly push the wooden wedge back after being pushed back again.

As the wedge was pushed and pushed slowly accelerated, the diabolo finally began to be pulled.

What's amazing is that because it is completely driven by gears, the diabolo hanging on the branches is the same speed.

However, because the lines are long and short, the branches are different, and when swing, there are naturally differences.

The speed has also accelerated, and diabolo gradually made his voice.

A long or short sound lingers around the entire tree and flies up and down.

The gears creaked, and the sound and the crisp jade beads made of a clear rhythm.

Although the tone is a bit monotonous, because of this strange device, it is considered coordinated.

"It's almost time." Lu Zian whispered: "You look down from the top."

"Huh?" Chen Mange came to his senses, looked at him, stood up straight in surprise, and looked down from above.

She had seen the way to play fairy dance before when Chadou Niang.

It is to step on the middle section of the rope with your feet, so that the diabolo that rotates rapidly on one side of the foot jumps over the instep and jump to the other side.

It is still difficult to perform such complex movements by people, but what I didn’t expect was that performing them by this strange tree was extremely smooth and natural.

The ropes are divided into two strands, one short and the other long, and they are tight.

Like a rotating staircase, it turned up and down around the tree from top to bottom.

Then Chen Mange was surprised to see that the four diabolos seemed to have self-awareness, jumped up from the short line and gently flicked down on the long line.

But because the long line is tight and its speed is fast, it will bounce up after turning a few rounds on the long line lightly and quickly, falling forward to another short line.

As I went back and forth, the sound of the bead falling faster and faster.

However, in Shen Mange's eyes, all this was the diabolo formed a circle.

They jumped too fast, and she could only see some afterimages.

When the diabolo was about to jump to the bottom, Lu Zian released the wooden wedge in his hand.

Losing control of the wooden wedge, the gears quickly reversed, the lines became soft again, and the diabolos returned to their original gameplay, jumping on the branches without any hurry or slow.

Lu Zian did not push the wooden wedge again. When the wooden wedge was pushed out again, the entire device slowly stopped.

"This is..." Chen Mange looked surprised and hesitantly: "Brother Zi'an, is this really what you did just now..."

Is it so powerful?

I really feel that Brother An can do anything...

"Well, it's actually just a combination of a few small mechanisms. It looks amazing. If it is taken apart, it's nothing strange." Lu Zian reached out and twisted a small diabolo and played with it in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were as picturesque: "Your suggestion is really interesting. Do you want to guess the name of this work?"

This...is a bit difficult.

Chen Mange leaned over to observe the tree, and his fingers unconsciously scratched his chin: "When you let me look down, you feel that they have become a circle, which is very fast, and are both empty and solid... Tai Chi? Bagua? It feels a bit meaningful, but it is not very similar."

As she said that, she looked at Lu Zian with a trace of inquiring eyes.

Looking at her intelligent eyes, Lu Zian had a hint of admiration in his eyes, but he did not deny it but did not admit it: "Continue."

"I feel that your previous works tend to be more Buddhist principles, but this doesn't mean anything, because you are a little interested in Taoism..." Chen Mange thought: "But I feel that this work still contains some Buddhist principles."

This time, Lu Zian curled his lips slightly: "Then?"

"This is the shape of a tree..." Chen Man's singer poked his finger gently: "Although it has no leaves, the overall shape and the distribution of branches, I feel... like Bodhi..."

"Yes." Lu Zi'an nodded neatly, and did not keep it in hiding: "This work is called "Qingliang Yue"."

this……

Chen Mange thought about it and couldn't figure out why it was this name: "Is it a poem? Or a lyric? Please give me some tips!"

"The Avatamsaka Sutra." Lu Zi'an looked at her with a smile.

“…I want to hit someone.”

It’s not easy to get along these days. If you want to have a sense of harmony with him, you not only have to read ancient poems and also have to understand astronomy and geography, but now you can let her understand Buddhism?

Chen Mange raised his fist and said, "Don't tell me that you want to become a monk."

"The six senses cannot be clean."

He returned too quickly and regretted it after he finished speaking.

"...Puff." Chen Mange laughed as he looked at his slightly red ears. He stretched out his fingers, raised his chin, and leaned forward and kissed him like a bully: "Do you want it, I'll clean it up?"

He glanced down with a pointing look, and Lu Zian patted her hand away: "Do you still want to listen?"

"I want it." Chen Mange stood at the right moment and looked like a good student.

"The cool moon originated from the Song of Chengxin Pavilion, written by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, and was from the "Avatamsaka Sutra" in the world." Lu Zi'an pushed the wooden wedge again and chanted softly: "The cool moon of Bodhisattva, wandering in the ultimate emptiness.

The minds of sentient beings are pure, and the shadow of Bodhi appears.

Be patient and observe the dust and fatigue, and the waves are clear and muddy.

The eight winds move to the ground, and dust and fatigue arise again.

The sea is clear and round, and all the waves are chaotic.

It is clear and clear, and it is Nirvana Gate."

After pausing, he whispered softly: "Can you hear it? The time when each bead falls is equal."

Every time he recites a poem, the jade bead just fell down when the last word was written.

It’s neither hurry nor slow. In this midsummer, you can feel a cool feeling and your body and mind are extremely comfortable.

Before Chen Mange could praise him, Lu Zian quickly adjusted the mechanism inside: "This can actually have several ways to play..."

But the conversion of the lower gear was slightly adjusted and then reassembled.

After the conversion, there were several ways to play diabolo.

Chen Mange felt that this was really interesting. She couldn't help but operate the wooden wedge. When her fingers pressed against the wooden wedge, she could feel the vibration caused to the wooden wedge when the gears rotated, and the fingertips were numb and squeaking. The rotating wooden wedge was crushing on the fingertips, which made people couldn't help but make their heartbeat slightly faster.

Such an installation has surpassed Chen Mange's original idea of ​​it.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of jade beads, Lu Zi'an's fingertips gently pressed against the wooden wedge: "Do you think anyone like this toy?"
Chapter completed!