Galactic Garbage Station

In the front yard, Nangong Hao's knees and ankles were wrapped in clay.

As for the pants, he had cut them long ago, and for the sake of healing, he couldn't care less about them.

“How do you feel?” Sun Ru couldn't help but ask.

“So comfortable.” Nangong Hao sincerely revealed the expression of enjoyment, wrapped in the dirt, if there is a warm airflow, along the pores drilled into the joint, the usual hidden pain area, as if enjoying the highest massage, is not comfortable. He's been to several top hospitals, had various treatments, but none of them had such obvious results.

Nangong Hao spoke of creditworthiness and gave Su Qian 2 million directly. Although he cannot ensure healing at this time, at least it works, he would rather take a risk than wish Su Qian was unhappy. If Su Qian simply did not give him treatment, it would be a huge loss.

“Mr. Sue, where did you get such precious mud?” Nangong Hao asked curiously.

“A total of only a few kilograms were caught accidentally while fishing at sea.” Su Qian said.

“How can there be more of these treasures?” Nangong Hao nodded, in fact, if it were normal, Su Zheng would definitely not believe it, but now that he realizes the effect of this "medicine mud”, he would believe anything he says. He thought that Su Zheng was really generous to the workers who built the building. Such a precious medicine mud was actually given to Guangjiahao for free.

“Brother Su, if I'm not mistaken, this must be the Guqin of the 'Jin Moon’, right?” Sun Xinxin suddenly pointed to the ancient qin next to the tent. She screamed very intimately. She was also concerned about her uncle's arthritis earlier, so she had not interjected, and now finally couldn't bear to pull on the ancient qin.

“Exactly.” Su Xinxin glanced at Sun Xinxin in surprise. This little girl actually knew Jin Moon.

“Xin Xin, what is the beginning of this mourning moon?” Sun Ru deliberately asked, in fact, in addition to some curiosity, it was more about helping Sun Xinxin talk and talking about Guqin. Sun Xinxin should be able to get closer to Su Xin and satisfy the girl's intentions.

“This is one of Master Murong's three proud pieces. It is also his favorite violin. Teacher Ancient Moon must have greatly appreciated Brother Su in order to give this ancient violin away.” Sun Xinxin said, complimenting Su Xin without a trace.

“Oh, you know a lot.” Su Xinxin smiled and it seemed that Sun Xinxin recognized himself.

“Brother Su, can I play a song with it, can you rate it?” Sun Xinxing is eager to try.

“Use that regular piano.” Su Zheng said that Ancient Moon Guqin is a pain-cutting baby of Ancient Moon teacher. How can she be played by this little girl randomly? God knows if she really knows how to do it. What if she breaks the string?

“Okay.” Sun Xinxin mumbled, but didn't ask. He picked up the ancient qin that Su Xin had initially used to practice next to him and put it on the table. He sat down as if he were ready to play.

“This little girl has always been arrogant and arrogant, and now she seems to be a bit of a good seller.” Nangong Hao has a funny tunnel.

“Oh, you can tell by the looks of it, it's extremely simple.” Sun Ru smiled.

Sun Xinxin sat in a critical position and played it. It was actually Peiyuan Jingxing. Playing Peiyuan Jingxing in front of Su Xin was obviously a different intent. However, it must be said that she played well and was not much worse than college students in music. It was just like playing with many people. There was no mistake, but there was no psychic rhyme.

“What do you say?” After playing, Sun Xinxin looked for praise.

“Nice." Su nodded.

“Hee-hee.” Sun Xinxin smiled happily and turned around. "Could you ask Brother Su to play a song too? ”

“OK.” Su Xinxin replied softly. At first, he thought Sun Xinxin was quite cute and learned. Playing a song for her was nothing. Erlai Nangong Hao listened to it. He also had a certain auxiliary role in relaxing his mind and healing arthritis.

Su Zheng placed Jin Yue Guqin on the table, put his hands on it gently, just one action, suddenly became like an ancient style Yas, so that Sun Xinxin, Sun Ru and Nangong Hao were all shining eyes.

Yuyang's violin sounded, Nangong Hao first showed surprise, because it was so nice to hear, Sun Xin Xin and Sun Ru also showed surprise. Although they have heard the Internet circulation, they found that the live music is still several times better to hear. Soon, however, they were not surprised because they could hear God completely and were as drunk as they were.

After a song, Nangong Hao, Sun Ru and Sun Xinxin could not recover for a long time.

“Mr. Su is a master of Guqin!” Sun Ruzan became a fan of Su Xin at once. Such a young Guqin master is really rare. Nangong Hao is also appreciative with his eyes. I wonder why Sun Xin Xin, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, looks like an obedient postcard in front of Su Xin. It seems to be oral to Su Xin Xin, who already has stars in his eyes, looks at Su Xin as if he has long admired his idol.

“Brother Su, can you teach me?” Sun Xinxin was hoping for authenticity.

“Yes.” Su Xin was in a good mood today. Anyway, she was waiting for Nangong Hao. Teaching Sun Xinxin would be fine. Of course, teaching her not to use the ancient qin of the moon. She could only use that ordinary qin. Even if she broke it, it wouldn't hurt.

Next, Su Xinxin taught Sun Xinxin to play one step at a time to correct some of her minor errors, while also correcting and improving some of her fingers, so that she could play more and more perfectly. Of course, no matter how perfect, no spiritual boost, it's still just an ordinary piece of music, not magic, that doesn't achieve true divine rhymes.

Even so, Sun Xinxin was delighted. Not only is the art of the music growing, but she was also taught by the Guqin master, waiting to go to school, which is enough for her to brag for several weeks. Let those who also like Peiyuan Jingxing song, envy and hate go.

“Hahaha...” Thinking of the excited place, Sun Xinxin couldn't help laughing. This distraction broke a string, and her fingers, too, broke a wound.

“You girl, you play well, suddenly what are you laughing at?” Sun Ru scolded. Sun Xinxin vomited his tongue in embarrassment. His face rose two groups of red spots. He was also annoyed that his pride had been forgotten. She was not used to it, she did not cry and grieve because her hand was broken, she reached directly into her mouth and sucked it, saliva was a good way to heal the wound.

“Put some mud on it.” Su Xinxin grabbed some spiritual stone slag and handed it to Sun Xinxin.

“Thank you.” Sun Xinxin was sweet and sweet. Such precious mud, Su Xin gave himself a free finger bandage. It was so generous and gentle and warm. Of course, what she didn't know was that Su Zheng was just trying to experiment with whether this spiritual stone slag also had a therapeutic effect on the wound.