Chapter 209

Yelled a rude, and then was taken away by the patrol is Chen Fang, the reason is for no reason in the camp noise.

As for those with sharp mouths and evil eyes, they are not fools. Chen Fang yells for no reason. It's obvious that someone is coming behind them. They are worried and kind-hearted. Only mentally retarded people will be fooled, so they don't look back. They just pretend to chat and walk away. Sure enough, after a while, a patrol guard of the Libra Knight order passes by their original position After taking some silly Chen Fang.

"Cut, he thought that this would be able to shade us, Shi Lezhi." He looked at Chen Fang's back when he was taken away with a sneer on his face.

"But, brother, he's taken away, and we can't beat him." I'm sorry to say that.

"It's OK. There's still a chance these days." Said the sharp mouthed monkey.

Chen Fang was taken away by the patrol and sent to Mondo, who was in charge of the camp. After a hard lesson, he let go.

"Well, the novel routine is not reliable. I really treat others as idiots, but I become a fool myself." Chen Fang sighed.

Why do other people encounter so much brain damage, while I encounter IQ online? Well.

Chen Fang sighed and was ready to go to Jimo for a chat. As he walked, he heard the sound of musical instruments playing.

"This big night, who is playing ditty to help sleep." Chen Fang is very curious and follows the voice to find the past.

Walking out of the camp towards the river bank, Chen Fang came to the bank and saw an old man sitting on the bank, playing a piccolo like instrument with a deep and attentive look.

Eh, this is not the master Peterman. Chen Fang then saw each other's face in the bright moonlight at night.

I don't know if it's Chen Fang's illusion. In the melody played by the old man, he heard the deep sadness and deep memory.

Instead of disturbing others, Chen Fang stood not far away to listen.

The music is full of sound and emotion. Sure enough, master musicians are different. The music is not so good, and the emotion can be clearly felt. Stop and listen. After the other player finishes playing, Chen Fang can't calm down for a long time, so he uses a skill instrument that he has never used before to summon, showing a blue star instrument Suona, one of the world's four rogue musical instruments.

"Di Li Ba La"

a song "Zhu Bajie carries his daughter-in-law" is given to lovers all over the world.

It's said that when the suona goes off, it's either going to heaven or going to the church. It's omnipotent. From birth to the first seven, there's no song that it can't play.

Chen Fang's red and white affairs in his hometown depend on it. When he was a child, he was curious. He studied with the old people in the village for several years. When he was a teacher, he was also a famous suona master in the village. He was also very popular in the red and white affairs in the eight townships of the village. Later, when he came out of society, he learned to smoke, and the craft was useless.

Today, inspired by Peterman's interest, Chen Fang immediately took out his suona and blew it. Not to mention that although he was a soul wearer, the awakened man's physique and usual exercise controlled his body, which made his fingers do whatever he wanted. He only stumbled in the first few tunes, but the back became more and more smooth. He was very happy to ask Zhu Bajie for his daughter-in-law and go home on his back .

Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law is familiar to both the older generation and the younger generation at the blue star flower planting house. Everyone can hum a word or two, and his body always moves involuntarily when humming. It's a very classic old song. Because of the special festivity, there are many points at the wedding banquet, so Chen Fang has a deep memory.

It doesn't matter that Chen Fang blows himself down, but he wakes Peterman up from his thoughts. When he hears this happy melody, his sad mood of remembering his dead wife for many years suddenly disappears. Instead, he remembers that when he and his wife were young, when he took her for the first time, he was a little nervous and impatient, including expectation And full of joy.

Peterman was a little sad, but he missed it very much. He turned his head and looked at the place where the music came from. Then he saw a young man whose head was slightly reflective in the moonlight. He was shaking his head and playing a musical instrument he had never seen before.

This guy's a war musician, too? Why is the voice tube in his hand so loud and colorful? What kind of music did he play? How come he never heard it? Did he create it himself or was it taught by others?

When Peterman listened to this joyful song that he had never heard before, many problems appeared in his mind.

As soon as the suona comes out, there will be no more musical instruments. It means that the sound of the suona is so impetuous that all other musical instruments are suppressed. It seems that the sound that can penetrate the air will spread farther and farther in the open place.

The sound of Chen Fang's suona also spread to the camp of the Libra Knight order. The people who were long working were silenced by the cheerful voice, and they stopped their work and listened to it.

"It's like I'm back to the night I got married."

"Me too."

"You don't think the rhythm of this song is magical. I feel that I'm going to be brainwashed."

"Yeah, I'm probably going to sleep at night, and my brain is still in automatic circulation."Chen Fang's suona makes people in the camp hum involuntarily.

The whole song of Zhu Bajie carrying his daughter-in-law is not long, so Chen Fang stops after several cycles. As soon as he takes out the suona, he is addicted to playing it. After he swallows his saliva, Chen Fang starts to play another song.

"Didi Li Dala"

this time, the sound of the suona is long and sad. As soon as it appears, it makes people feel tight in their heart. The feeling of sadness and sadness suddenly falls, as if they have lost something important.

Peterman wanted to talk to Chen Fang after he had finished blowing Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law. When he just stood up and wanted to walk by, Chen Fang blew the suona again. The sad voice came into his ears and hit his heart, which made him sad and recall his wife.

Under the influence of Suona, Peterman's mood changed so much that he almost rolled into the river when he was just about to stand. He stood up in a hurry. Peterman was covered with black lines, but he soon settled down and sat down again, immersed in Chen Fang's sad suona.

After the happy suona broke, the people in the camp originally planned to continue to work, but only a few seconds later, the suona sounded again, but this time the voice was really sad, heavy sadness poured into the heart, and the sadness came from it, directly smashing the previous happy mood.

"Wuwuwuwu, I think of my miserable brother."

"Mother, why did you leave your son behind? I haven't served you yet."

"Father, I will go back to your grave this year."

After hearing such a sad suona, all the sentimental people in the camp began to cry. They all recalled their lost relatives and cried for a while.

Of course, some people are very angry.

"Who is this? The music in the front is cheerful, but the back becomes so sad all of a sudden. I don't mean to make people crazy."

"Who's going to hold on to this? I'll be happy and sad for a while."

"How can I feel this piece of music is so ominous? When I think about facing a giant beast tomorrow, I always feel that this piece of music is seeing me off."

"I'll go. I feel like I'm seeing you off when you say that."

"It's as if I saw myself hang up."

"Who's blowing this? It's very special. Stop now."

Music is the best way to arouse emotions, especially the melody of flower growers condensed by the common people. Chen Fang's "Funeral March" is extremely sad and ominous. Everyone who hears it feels that someone is saying goodbye. What's special is that it's a farewell for life and death. It's too diaphragmatic. If the music doesn't stop, don't think about it tomorrow Morale to fight the beast, because all the special counsels.

Such an ominous music enveloped the whole camp. How could he stay? Even if he was happy just now, the song that sent people to the end would not work. If he didn't stop it, let alone other people, he would collapse.

Luolie rushes out of the camp and follows the sound to find Chen Fang, who is playing the suona on the river bank.

"Xiao Chen, stop blowing."

Although Chen Fangqi was very devoted, he heard the voice of luolie, so he stopped and looked at luolie suspiciously.

"Chief list, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter? What kind of music do you play? It makes people feel uneasy. After listening to the thought of tomorrow's battle, they all feel that they are going to die."

This little bald head who learned the crooked wind and evil music, which makes people feel up and down.

"It's amazing." Chen Fang was shocked. What he played was just an ordinary funeral song of Bluestar.

"It's magic wool. Anyway, don't blow it. It's going to attack the beast tomorrow." Rowley is about to cry.

"Oh, or I'll give you another happy song to let you slow down." Chen Fang is ashamed of causing trouble to others and is ready to make up for it.

"No, you have to blow it again. We don't even want to sleep at night."

Luo lie stopped it quickly. He didn't dare to let Chen Fang play another song. The former song was cheerful, and the latter one was sad. It's already making people feel up and down. Fortunately, people here are used to life and death, and their adjustment ability is good. They can slow down by themselves. But this song needs another one. It's up and down. It's estimated that no one can calm down after a night's work.

When Chen Fang saw that he was not allowed to blow, he could only shrug his shoulders and put away the suona.

"Young man, what tune did you play just now?" Asked Peterman, coming up at this moment.

"Funeral March, what's the matter." Chen Fang said.

After listening to the black line, you make trouble. Tomorrow a group of people are going to fight against the beast. Do you want to set the tone in advance when you play such an unlucky tune at night? Why is conscience so bad.