Slash-and-burn farming, fireworks in the world.

Ishiji likes to watch it.

The ancient trees that had grown for thousands of years or even 10,000 years were turned to ashes in a fire, as if the years were burning for thousands of years, and if they burned once, they would be burned less once.

Such fireworks are the thrust in the tide of the times, and in the eyes of the human race, they are food, harvest, and food and clothing.

Shiji only saw destruction, the fireworks of destruction are more gorgeous and more beautiful, thousands of years of destruction, thousands of years of growth, thousands of years of accumulation, only this time, burning half of the sky, no one appreciates, isn't it a pity.

Fireworks on earth.

This is also fireworks.

The goodness in the eyes of heaven is the goodness in the eyes of humanity.

The evil in Shi Ji's eyes.

Maybe it's also evil in the eyes of the earth.

Shi Ji always stood in the yard and watched the fireworks, watching every fireworks with all his heart.

Every fire, there will always be flames beating in her eyes, demonic beating, burning more and more red, redder than the sky, and finally turning to ashes and destruction.

One game after another, you never get tired of watching it.

In an unprecedented fireworks, she couldn't help but play the beginning, the fire jumped in the eyes, burned on the fingers, burned, burned, burned everything, burned life, burned a lifetime, burned with all enthusiasm, burned, burned everything, everything burned to ashes, I only love ashes.

This is a song that burns without end, only burning, and burning.

Every note is a flame, the grass and trees are burning, the forest is burning, the birds are burning, the beasts are burning, the insects and ants are burning, the flames are big and small, but they are all burning, they are all burning with life.

This fire burned for seven days and seven nights, Shiji also played for seven days and seven nights, and the big white goose ran away, ruthlessly blocking his ears.

Because it's a mortal sound, you can't hear it if you plug your ears.

The people who stopped to listen to the piano were all tormented and sweating profusely and ran away.

For seven days and seven nights, everyone took a detour.

Several apprentices were dehydrated and carried away.

It's not that the piano doesn't sound good, it's that they can't stand it and will burn people.

The fire was extinguished, and everything burned to ashes.

Shi Ji was very happy, and she lay back in her rocking chair.

She wanted to find someone to share the fire in her heart.

She thought of someone.

Shi Ji shouted: "Ruthless, bring a bowl of water to my aunt." ”

The ruthless little girl who took off the earbuds answered and went to fetch a bowl of water.

Shi Ji took the water bowl from the ruthless hand, his lips moved lightly, and the water in the bowl rippled and rippled, round and round, and the scene fell from blurry to clear with the ripples, fixed on an old face.

"Granny Meng, long time no see!"

Granny Meng glanced at Shi Ji and said, "Why do you think of my wife?"

When she said this, the defensive look in Granny Meng's eyes couldn't be hidden.

Shi Ji smiled: "Isn't this in a good mood, I just want to talk to your mother-in-law." ”

"Oh, what good thing would make a luthier feel so good?"

Granny Meng's defense has not been reduced by half, but her interest has been hooked.

"The fire, the flood is burning!"

"What?!

The fire in Granny Meng's eyes jumped with excitement.

"What's going on?

......

When Shi Ji finished speaking, Granny Meng's enthusiasm suddenly disappeared, and Granny Dream pursed her lips and said with disgust: "If you light the fire like this, you are embarrassed to say that the flood is burning!"

Shi Ji said: "Compared to the ghost stories you listen to every day, I am just exaggerating a little. ”

Granny Dream rolled her eyes, is this an exaggeration?

She didn't bother to argue with Shi Ji about this.

Granny Meng said, "What are you doing when you go to the Terrans?"

Shi Ji said: "Find inspiration!"

"Looking for inspiration, looking for inspiration?"

"Compose. Shi Ji said: "It's the same truth to listen to ghost stories with you, but I listen to people's hearts, and you listen to ghost stories." ”

Granny Meng nodded, indicating that she understood, but Shi Ji's words were somehow so unearing and awkward.

Granny Meng looked at Shi Ji for a moment and said, "Cut the corpse?"

"Chop. Shi Ji nodded.

"Good corpse, or evil corpse?"

"Good corpses. ”

Granny Dream has a look I know.

Shi Ji was curious: "Have you ever beheaded a corpse in your old man?"

Granny Meng's nostrils let out of her nostrils, and she said with disdain: "The old woman of Hongjun Avenue is not leaving." ”

It means that she didn't behead the body.

This is an old demon who is stubborn to the point of stubbornness.

Shi Ji didn't ask you such a stupid question about how you broke through to the Ancestor realm.

Not to mention the other ancestors of the same era as Hongjun Daozu, at least it is impossible for Demon Ancestor Rahu to behead the corpse.

The ancestors of the Ancestors era probably followed the path of preaching the Tao with strength.

But most of them are dead, and the others have been transferred, and a strange person like Granny Dream is probably just that.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

Granny Meng has seen more ghosts than people, and she can see at a glance whether there are ghosts in her heart.

"Paying respect...... Look!"

Shi Ji said evilly.

"Okay, you're okay, I'm busy. ”

"Then mother-in-law, you are busy, I won't bother, I'll talk when I'm free. ”

The point is that someone is coming.

"Lyra, what's that song you're playing?"

One asked, and everyone's ears were pricked.

Shi Ji thought for a while and said, ""Ashes of Fireworks in the World", why is it not good?"

"It's not, it's good, it's good, but I can't stand it. ”

The speaker had palpitations.

Shi Ji smiled and did not speak.

They haven't listened to it, and if they did, they would have known what it means to burn life and what it means to be ashes.

Shi Ji thought with malice and a little regret.

But he said: "I will play less in the future." ”

When everyone heard this, they were more regretful.

A kind of regret that is not blessed.