Galactic Garbage Station

“Tsuzu…”

More than two dozen fireworks were ignited.

At the same time, Su Zheng's fingers moved on the strings, and the loud music sounded like a guest of the famous geese, the extreme clouds and rolls, the prequel geese proceeded with a song of peace and quiet. If there was any movement... Shi Qing, Su Liang, Su Xiaolin, Zhu Jianhua and others, they were surprised to discover that this was not a song that they had not heard.

The tune is melodic, fluctuating, continuous, beautiful and beautiful; the tone is quiet and moving; it is gentle and refreshing. For a while, they were immersed in the tune and forgot about the fireworks.

“Boom... Boom... Boom”

A few loud voices woke them up and the fireworks fired one after another.

However, it was at this point that the fireworks that had just been fired could not rise to a height of two or three metres and then suddenly changed direction, crossing an arc in the air and shooting at middle-aged men wearing gold necklaces and others.

“Bang... bang... bang” The middle-aged man wearing the gold necklace and others, before they reacted, were shot by fireworks.

“Ah, my God! ”

“It hurts! ”

“Shit, find that store and sell us counterfeit products. ”

Middle-aged men wearing gold necklaces and others, suddenly screamed, hurting and jumping, grey head and dirt face, clothes dark, many ashes on their faces, and a small fraction of their skin slightly burned. They burned in anger, and the store sold them poor quality products, not only because they didn't see the view over the fireworks, but also because they were bombed and overwhelmed.

Su Liang, Su Xiaolin, Zhu Jianhua and others are a bit silly. Is it true that the fireworks themselves are of poor quality? They turned to Su Xiao, but saw that Su Xiao still played the ancient qin in a hurry, as if nothing had been done at all.

By that time, the second round of fireworks had already been fired, and an arc had also been drawn halfway across the sky, shooting at them. Middle-aged men and others wearing gold necklaces fled quickly, some quickly, not shot, some slowly, or by fireworks explosions.

However, when the third round of fireworks was fired, after the third round of fireworks slipped through an arc in the air, the direction actually changed, as if it were a tracking bomb, shooting at them separately again.

“Damn it, it's catching up. ”

“Grass, these aren't fireworks, they're tracking bombs. ”

“It's evil. Let's get out of here. ”

“Ah, my ass is burning. ”

The way they fled, they made Su Liang, Su Xiaolin, Zhu Jianhua and other people, as well as two shopkeepers and some eaters, couldn't help laughing. The owners and eaters of the store naturally don't want them to put fireworks next to each other. After all, the ashes will definitely float. However, seeing each other seems to have a small head, dare not say anything. At this time, seeing them so loud, they can't be clapped fast.

Middle-aged men and others in gold necklaces are now in no mood to admire fireworks and rush to distant parking places. The woman with the flower branches, wearing high heels, couldn't run fast at all. She was blown up most of the time, screaming and crying, "Brother Qing, wait for me. ”

However, the middle-aged man wearing the gold necklace, ignoring her at all, tried so hard to run forward and snuck into the car. He was obviously a little fat and flexible at the moment. At last, the woman with the flower branches also got into the car, her hair burned half, covered in ash, wolf, and beat the middle-aged man wearing the gold necklace with grief: "Brother Qing, you have no conscience and do not help people. ”

If in normal times, this young brother would naturally comfort this woman, but at this moment there is no place for anger to vent, slapping on the face of the woman with the flower branches, yelling: “If you weren't arguing to see the fireworks, could we be fried by them? ”

Hanabi's woman suddenly frightened, realizing that she had forgotten to pay attention to her identity for a while. Although she cried more than once, she quickly apologized: “Brother Qing, I'm sorry, it's my fault, you quench your anger. ”

At this time, some fireworks continued to fire, all of them in their cars, and the windows were quickly blackened. They didn't dare to stop at all. They started the car and a couple of cars slipped away. As soon as they left, all the fireworks stopped firing, seemed to be just about finished, and suddenly the fire seemed to have been cut off.

“Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, what have you done?” Su Liang's face was amazed and admired. It was hard to understand how Su Xiao could do it. Just playing the piano would control the direction of those fireworks?

“Yeah, how did you do that?” Zhu Jianhua couldn't help but ask. Su Xiaolin, Su Wenbin and others, as well as Liu Yin and Shiqing, were equally surprised, and they couldn't even figure it out.

“It's actually very simple, aren't our fireflies, I was just giving orders through the sound of the violin, letting them sneak into the fireworks, controlling the direction of the fireworks.” Su Xin said, but that's not the truth. What he just played was not just an ordinary song, but the magic of the violin -- the Ping Sha Fall Goose, effect: No Skies.

So those fireworks, they can't fly. Then, Su Xin unleashes his mental power and guides those fireworks slightly to control the direction. If he relies solely on mental strength, so much scope, so many fireworks, he's really hard to control, you know how powerful Luo Feng is, and the number of flying knives that can be controlled at first is also limited, because this is almost as much as being dedicated and too hard to control. But with this hollow violin magic, a little guidance would be much easier.

In the past, Su Zheng was unable to play Pingsha Goose because the song was difficult. The previous day, he could barely play it because of the "source” spiritual surge. Of course, it worked very well. The protagonist of "Qin Dynasty" time and space, Ye Yin Bamboo, plays the flat sand geese, can make the dragon fall from the air, the power of Su Zheng plays, less than one in 10,000. However, it is sufficient to control fireworks.

Su Zheng still intentionally controlled it. Instead of letting the fireworks actually hit that group of people, it exploded beside them and controlled the power with a ban on sky. After all, some fireworks still have a lot of power. It's not good to get seriously injured.

“So that's it.” Su Liang, Su Xiaolin, Zhu Jianhua and others suddenly realized that what Su Xiaohua said about firefly control theory actually seemed to work. After all, they also knew about Su Xiaolin's ability to tame animals, so naturally believed it.

Su Liang, Su Xiaolin and others were in a very good mood. They went to clean up the fireworks and cleaned up the beach smoothly. Then they ran back to eat roasted lamb. The roasted lamb was already delicious, and with the sauce of Su Xiaolin, it was so delicious that it exploded and they wanted to eat it.

“Po, play another song. I didn't hear enough of that song.” Liu Yin said that the song was obviously very nice, but he didn't enjoy the scene where those people were sprayed with fireworks.

“Okay, let's play you a new song.” Su Jin smiled.

“Sure, sure.” Everyone frowned and laughed, listened to Su Zheng deeply, closed his eyes and waited for half a minute. Others were unknown, so rarely did Su Zheng prepare so long before playing, but Shi Qing's eyes lit up. She knew that Su Zheng was adjusting the state, indicating that the next song to be played would use 10 layers of power.