Bai Laobeard moved a bench, sat under the big jujube tree at the entrance of the village, counted the fireworks and impatiens fruits, and completed the packing work.

This is considered light physical work in the harvest season, and the white beard originally preferred to go to the field to pick, but this time he was young and made an old mistake, and his legs and feet hurt badly, so he could only sit at the bottom of the tree and do some light work.

He had just finished picking out a box of fruits, raised his waist, and wanted to smoke two puffs of dry tobacco to relieve his fatigue, but before he could look up, he saw his stupid grandson somehow knotted his feet and fall to the ground.

"Ahh

This moving a box will also fall, eat dry rice!

Lin Dongjun made a big noise, and the old men and women under the trees here all saw it and said one after another.

"This baby fell, so careless!"

"Ah, I saw that some of the fruits were scattered all over the ground, so let's hurry over and help. ”

They didn't say a word, and suddenly, everyone's voices were choked and completely disappeared.

These elderly people, staring at the cloudy eyes full of folds, were stunned to see Lin Dongjun slowly get up from the ground, and a thick blood mist rose from under him.

"Ahhh

The strange bright red smoke, thick and heavy, spread extremely quickly, occupying a large piece of land at the entrance of the village, a full half meter high.

In the eyes of these old people who have lived in the old days, don't they look like they have fallen into the evil spirit of goblins?

The white old beard was stunned for a moment, Huo Ran stood up, leaning on crutches, his steps were slightly lame, but he walked towards the fog with great momentum.

He doesn't believe in the legend of the mountain spirits and monsters, the folk customs of Yulin Village have been fierce since ancient times, and the old lady who married in from a foreign country looked frightened, but he didn't find that those old people who were born and raised in Yulin Village, whether they were sixty years old or eighty years old, picked up the things around them and walked in the direction of Lin Dongjun with a tiger face.

Some have their own canes, some have half a red brick at their feet, and there are large stones, and there is an old man who has lost his teeth, dragging an empty plastic box, and killing it with great momentum.

Without taking two steps, these fierce old men froze again.

When they saw Lin Dongjun's big man, they got up in a daze, and a burst of clear and pleasant music came out of nowhere.

As the music grew louder, a delicate red flower bloomed on Lin Dongjun's head, with a delicate color, but taking advantage of Lin Dongjun's rough appearance, it was extremely weird.

This delicate rose red flower is like the key to open a sea of flowers, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Dongjun's whole body was covered by a gorgeous blooming delicate flower. In addition to him, these clusters of red flowers were still spreading outward, and in less than a minute, the space next to Lin Dongjun was covered with all red flowers.

These flowers have no roots and no leaves, blooming in the sky, warm as fire, and splendid. Light or light red, distinct layers, although only red, but not monotonous at all, deep and shallow, a thousand postures of red, people look intoxicated, as if there is a sense of inextricable addiction.

Before the old beard could rush to his grandson's side, he watched as his eldest grandson was buried under a sea of red flowers.

Rao is these old people who have lived for decades and are accustomed to the vicissitudes of life, and they don't know what to do in the face of the sudden sound of the sea of flowers.

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Dongjun ran out of the sea of flowers by himself, rubbed his head, and shouted: "Ah, what is this, it scares me to death!"

Lin Dongjun, who ran out of the range of the sea of flowers, did not have red flowers on the top of his head, and returned to normal.

"You stinky boy!" The white old beard was secretly relieved to see Lin Dongjun running out unscathed, but when he saw his heartless appearance, he picked up his cane angrily and punched his ass. "You can't move anything, you can't do it if you don't fight!"

"Ah, master, don't beat me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!" Although Lin Dongjun was a big man, he didn't dare to be stubborn with his parents, so he could only scream with a bitter face and run around.

The movement at the head of the village attracted the attention of the villagers who were busy in the planting fields. It was really because this magnificent flower bush was too conspicuous, and the news spread rapidly among the villagers of Yulin Village, and everyone rushed to see the excitement.

This sea of flowers that appeared out of thin air, a few decades ago, maybe the closed villagers would really enter the village as a fairy of impatiens, and they would be ready to invite someone to dance the god to drive away the flower demon.

However, as the young people get out of the villages and towns and see more of the new technology, their expressions are much calmer.

The sea of flowers that appear out of thin air and the soft and beautiful music are not very rare in the outside city.

"Could it be some kind of high-tech means that virtual images and music are stored in special installations? A young man with pimples on both sides of his nose rubbed his hands excitedly, combined with his own experience, and guessed loudly, "I have a friend who took me to see a star's concert, and the effect is much stronger than this. ”

Those old ladies and old men who had never been far away suddenly came to their senses, withdrew their jaws that had dropped in shock, and said "oh" to show that they understood.

It turned out to be high-tech, something that scientists studied.

While the villagers were watching, Li Qin also rushed to Lin Dongjun to understand the situation.

After asking about the situation, she didn't be surprised like the others, but took a cursory look, quickly ran back, ran back to the office, and made a phone call to Lin Zeng.

She remembered Lin's explanation at the beginning of the harvest season, telling her to pay attention to protecting the fruits of the impatiens when picking.

Because of the carefulness of the villagers, the picking lasted only a few days, and there was no serious damage to the fruit, and it accidentally fell to the ground, and there was no scene of this flower blooming.

Lin Zeng's phone was quickly connected, and Li Qin simply told Lin Zeng what happened after Lin Dongjun fell.

Lin Zeng's voice on the phone didn't seem to be too surprised, and after listening to her story, he quickly told her the answer.

"Yes, the fruit of the fireworks impatiens, also known as the fireworks fruit, after heavy pressure, will produce a fantastical flower landscape, as well as the sound of Qingyue. ”

Li Qin chatted with Lin Zeng in the office for more than ten minutes, and roughly understood how to deal with this matter, before hanging up the phone, straightening his clothes, and walking out of his humble village chief's office with some seriousness, to the place where Lin Dongjun fell.

The flower bush with a radius of more than five meters was much thinner than when Li Qin entered the office.

Li Qin knew the reason.

Probably before, the grandson of the white beard dropped the box, and when he fell, he burst a number of fireworks fruits, and a large number of fireworks and fruits burst, and the phantoms of the sea of flowers released overlapped together, so it was full of flowers, except for flowers, or flowers.

Now more than ten minutes have passed, and the effect of some fireworks and fruits has disappeared, and some have continued to grow longer, so now it looks like it is not like before, which is full of flowers, and there is a red light in front of the eyes of the people who are shaking the ground. Even the music is much lower, more fresh and pleasant.

Nowadays, the flower shadows of that open space are sparse and dense, which can be regarded as a truly appreciated flower scene.

Li Qin ran to the big stone under the old jujube tree at the entrance of the village, with a calm face, pondering the rhetoric in her heart, patiently waiting for the phantom of the sea of flowers to disappear, and then she had something to say to everyone in Yulin Village.