Chapter 209 When the Suona Rang, Sorrow and Joy Are Unpredictable

It was Chen Fang who yelled a molestation, and was taken away by the patrol team on the grounds that he made a noise in the camp for no reason.

As for the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and thieves, they are not fools. Chen Fang yelled for no reason. It was obvious that someone was coming behind him. He was uneasy and kind. Only the mentally retarded would be fooled, so they didn't look back, just pretended to chat and walk away, as expected After a while, a team of patrolling guards from the Knights of Scales passed by their original position, and then took away Chen Fang who was a little dumbfounded.

"Tch, he thinks that he can overshadow us, Shi Lezhi." The sharp-mouthed monkey looked at Chen Fang's back when he was taken away with a sneer on his face.

"But, bro, we can't beat him up even if he's been taken away." Said the thief with regret.

"It's okay, there is still a chance in the next few days." The sharp-mouthed monkey said.

As for Chen Fang, he was taken away by the patrol team and sent to Mondo who was in charge of the camp.

"Oh, the routines in the novel are unreliable. I really thought others were fools, but I ended up being a fool myself." Chen Fang sighed.

Why do other people encounter a lot of brain damage, but the IQs I encounter are all online? well.

Chen Fangchang sighed, wobbled around and was about to chat with Jimo and the others. As he walked, he could faintly hear the sound of musical instruments playing.

"It's late at night, who is playing a ditty to help you sleep." Chen Fang was curious, so he followed the sound to find it.

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 focused expression and deep eyes.

Hey, isn't this Master Peterman? Chen Fang saw the other's face clearly under the bright moonlight at night.

I don't know if it was Chen Fang's illusion, but he could hear the deep sadness and deep nostalgia in the tune played by the old man.

Chen Fang did not go over to disturb others, but stood not far away to listen.

The sound of the music is curling and full of affection. Sure enough, master musicians are different. The music is well played, and the emotions in it can be clearly felt. Stop and listen. After the other party finishes playing, Chen Fang feels a long time in his heart Unable to calm down, so full of skill, he used the skill instrument summon that he had never used before, and manifested a Suona, one of the four rogue instruments in the blue star musical instrument industry.

"Drip Ba La"

A song "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Daughter-in-law" is given to lovers all over the world.

It is said that when the suona sounds, it is either ascending to heaven or worshiping the hall. It is omnipotent in joy, anger, sorrow and joy. From birth to first seven, there is no song that it cannot play.

Chen Fang Lanxing's hometown red and white events all rely on it to support the scene. When he was a child, he was curious and studied with the old people in the village for several years. After he graduated from the teacher, he was also a well-known suona expert in the village. Later, when I left the society and learned to smoke, this craft can be regarded as useless.

Interested by Peterman today, Chen Fang immediately took out the suona and blew it. Not to mention, although he is a soul wearer, the physique of the awakened person and the control of the body by the usual exercise allow him to do whatever he wants with his fingers. Stumbled in the first few tunes, but became more and more fluent later on, very much showing the joy of Zhu Bajie asking for his wife and returning home with his back on his back.

Zhu Bajie carries his daughter-in-law on his back in the flower planting house in Lanxing. Whether it is the older generation or the younger generation, everyone is familiar with it. Everyone can hum a sentence or two, and when humming, the body will always move involuntarily. It is a very classic song. The old song, because it was very festive, there were a lot of hits at the wedding banquet, so Chen Fang remembered it deeply.

It doesn’t matter if Chen Fang blows himself down, but Peterman wakes up from his own thoughts. When he listened to this cheerful tune, his original sad mood of remembering his long-dead wife disappeared without a trace. Wu Ting, instead, he remembered the scene when he and his wife were young, when I took her to hey hey for the first time, it was a little nervous and irritable, including anticipation, but also full of joy.

Peterman was a little dumbfounded, but he also missed it very much. He turned his head to look at the place where the music came from, and then saw a young man with a slightly reflective head under the moonlight, shaking his head and playing a song he had never seen before with great emotion. past wind instruments.

This guy is also a war musician? Why is the sound pipe in his hand so loud and so varied? What tune was he playing, why hadn't he heard it before? Did he create it himself, or was it taught by someone else?

Peterman listened to this cheerful song that he had never heard before, and many questions came to his mind.

As soon as the suona came out, there were no more musical instruments, which meant that the suona's voice was so irritating that all other instruments were suppressed. The sound that seemed to be able to penetrate the air spread farther in an open place.

The sound of Chen Fang's suona also spread to the camp of the Libra Knights. Everyone who was working was overwhelmed by the cheerful voice, and they all stopped their work and listened.

"I'm like the night I got married."

"Me too."

"Don't you think the rhythm of this song is so magical, I feel like I'm going to be brainwashed."

"That's right, when I may sleep at night, my mind will still be in an automatic cycle."

Chen Fang's suona made the people in the camp hum along involuntarily.

Zhu Bajie’s recitation of his daughter-in-law was not long, so Chen Fang stopped playing after a few rounds. As soon as he took out the suona, he became addicted to playing the suona. Played another tune.

"Didi~li~dala"

This time the sound from the suona was long and sad, and when Pu appeared, it made people feel tight in their hearts, and the feeling of grief and sorrow suddenly came to their hearts, and their mood suddenly became depressed, as if they had lost something most important.

Peterman originally wanted to talk to Chen Fang after Zhu Bajie carried his daughter-in-law, but just when he stood up and wanted to walk over, Chen Fang played the suona again. He felt sad and recalled his wife again.

Under the influence of the suona, Peterman's mood changed too much. He was about to stand but not standing just now, and he almost rolled into the river as a result. Standing up in a hurry, Peterman's head was full of black lines, but he quickly stabilized and sat down again, immersed in Chen Fang's mournful suona.

After the cheerful suona sound stopped, the people in the camp originally planned to continue to work, but within a few seconds, the suona sound sounded again, but this time the sound was really sad, and the deep sadness poured into the heart. The previous happy mood was directly smashed to pieces.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

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

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

The emotional people in the camp, after hearing such a sad suona sound, all cried bitterly. They all recalled the lost relatives, crying for a while, crying and crying.

Of course, some people were very angry.

"Who is this? The first song is cheerful, and the second suddenly becomes so sad. Doesn't this mean to make people crazy."

"Who will stand up to this, I will be happy for a while and sad for a while."

"Why do I feel that this song is so ominous? When I think of facing the giant beast tomorrow, I always feel that this song is saying goodbye to me."

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

"I seem to see myself hanging up."

"Who's bragging about this, what the hell, hurry up and stop."

Music can mobilize emotions the most, and this is especially true for the tunes condensed by the common people. The "Funeral March" played by Chen Fang this time is extremely sad, and at the same time extremely ominous. Everyone who heard it felt that someone was there Farewell, but what the fuck is this is a farewell to life and death, it's too touching, if the music doesn't stop, don't even think about mobilizing morale to fight the giant beast tomorrow, because everyone is so scared.

Such an ominous music enveloped the entire camp, how could Luo Lie stay there, let alone the cheerful one just now, this ending song is no good, if he doesn't stop it, let alone others, he will collapse .

Luo Lie rushed out of the camp, followed the sound to find Chen Fang who was playing the suona on the river bank, and the others arrived before the sound.

"Xiao Chen, stop, stop blowing."

Although Chen Fang played very attentively, he still heard Luo Lie's voice, so he stopped and looked at Luo Lie suspiciously.

"Captain Luo Lie, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter, what song are you playing, it makes people feel uneasy, but when I think about tomorrow's battle, I feel like I'm going to die."

How could this little bald man have learned crooked ways? This makes people feel very up and down.

"It's so amazing." Chen Fang was startled, what he played was just an ordinary funeral song of Blue Star.

"Fantastic wool, no matter what, don't blow it up. We have to hunt down giant beasts tomorrow." Luo Lie was about to cry.

"Oh, why don't I play another cheerful song, so everyone can take it easy." Chen Fang felt ashamed of causing trouble to others, and prepared to make amends.

"Farewell, you have to blow it again, everyone will not even want to sleep at night."

Luo Lie hurriedly stopped him, how dare he let Chen Fang play another song, the first one was cheerful and the other was sad, which already made people's emotions fluctuate, but fortunately, people here are used to life and death, and their adjustment ability is good enough to slow down on their own. Come here, but this is going to be another song. It's ups and downs. It probably won't work all night, and no one will be able to calm down.

Seeing that the other party refused to let him play, Chen Fang could only shrug his shoulders and put away the suona.

"Young man, what tune did you play just now?" Peterman came over and asked at this time.

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

Luo Lie heard black lines all over his head, you are making trouble, tomorrow a group of people are going to crusade against giant beasts, are you playing such an unlucky tune at night, do you want to set the tone in advance? Why is conscience so bad?