In ordinary days, people can use it to sing, laugh, and recite love; they can also use it to cry, roar, and pour out their worries; they can also be processed into weapons for detection, communication, and killing.
On extraordinary days, the sound can be the sigh of Melpomene, the whisper of Iris, or a powerful force spurting out from the horn to break the constraints of dimensions.
When the bull's head puffed up its cheeks and blew the horn with all its strength, the entire sandbox world fell into a state of irreversible collapse. As the last straw that broke the camel's back, the sound gushing out from the horn not only transformed this
The fragile world was shattered, and it seemed that some shackles were also broken at the same time.
It looks like a mirror being hit on the surface with a hammer.
The space in front of Zheng Qing quietly cracked open with criss-crossing lines like a spider web. In just a moment - the shock on Su Shijun's face not far away seemed to still remain on her face - the fragments of space began to splatter from those lines.
It peeled off in time, turned into puffs of light, and dissipated.
After the space debris, there is a dark 'cave' without any information.
The reason why it is called a 'cave' is because except for the space about two meters in diameter in front of Zheng Qing, which was completely shattered, other places in the sandbox still barely exist. To use an inappropriate analogy, the current sandbox
The world is like a fine spider web, and a small piece of the spider web in front of Zheng Qing was torn away by invisible hands, leaving an empty gap.
It wasn't that Su Shijun didn't want to stop the bull from blowing its horns.
It's just that the dense space cracks like a spider web seriously restrict her every move. Including her, everyone in the sandbox world is like a little bug caught in a spider web. Every struggle makes the spider silk become tighter.
The mesh becomes tighter and tighter.
Perhaps the only one who is not affected is the bull head who only needs to blow with his cheeks.
"Woooo..."
The bull's head widened its eyes and blew the horn as hard as it could.
It's just that what flows out with the horn is not only the rich and melodious sound, but also its life. In the eyes of others, every time the bull's head exerts enough strength to blow a breath, its body will shrive up. It seems that the horn is flowing smoothly.
It was as if the life force had been sucked away from it with that breath.
Time passes by second by second.
In the air, the criss-crossing 'textures' became increasingly finer and finer. Along with this, there was a clear 'click' sound that sounded vaguely in everyone's ears, as if glass was cracking.
But even Zheng Qing knew that it was just an illusion. When the space was shattered, it was impossible for humans, including ordinary wizards, to hear such 'realistic' sounds. The strange sounds he vaguely captured were just the sound of his body.
It's just a wizard's soul frantically warning their host.
Everyone looked desperately at the increasingly dense cracks in front of them.
This is not a desperate situation that ordinary wizards or registered wizards can escape by relying on the strength of their numbers.
Perhaps everyone's only hope is the witch wearing a red cloak. After all, she is the only great wizard here.
Sensing the expectations in everyone's eyes, Su Shijun suddenly sighed and dropped the snake's tail that she had been holding on to. Even this action was very difficult for her to do.
"I was really tricked by Old Man Yao this time." Beauty Su slowly raised her arms and slowly lifted her long hair around her ears, revealing her delicate face.
Then she turned her head, looked at Zheng Qing, and said softly:
"It's fine at ordinary times. Take it out for a walk more often. Don't let it stay in the nest to sleep. It's not good for your health."
"I read "The Wizard of Oz" to it until Chapter 9: The Mouse Queen... It prefers to listen to Chapter 5: The Tin Woodman, and Chapter 6: The Cowardly Lion. When you read it to it, you can read these two chapters more.
Once again.”
"Su Ya prepared a Christmas gift for it a few days ago, but I haven't found the opportunity... You can go to the mansion to get it for it later. I will ask Su Man to give you the key to the mansion. When you go to the store in the future, you will pass by the mansion.
, I just stopped by to help clean up the grass sperm in the garden."
"I probably haven't had a chance to see it for a long time."
"Make it behave."
At first, Zheng Qing didn't realize what the beautiful Su was talking about.
But as the things she explained became more and more obvious, Zheng Qing gradually came back to his senses - "The Wizard of Oz" and Su Ya's gifts were all related to Poseidon. Su Shijun was telling Zheng Qing how to educate Poseidon.
As soon as he reacted, Zheng Qing was immediately frightened out of his mind. He did not forget that in addition to the beautiful Su Da and the four half-dead prosthetics, there were more than a dozen teaching assistants from the First University and three others in the garden.
The hunter of the Forgiveness Hunting Team.
Even though the assistant teachers were beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Niutou's violent attack earlier, they are probably recovering now.
At this moment, I don’t know how many old people with big ears are pondering some terrible thoughts in their hearts.
It's just that this fright disappeared without a trace immediately after the witch said, 'make it behave'. Zheng Qing is not stupid, otherwise he would not have been able to get a place as a publicly funded student at Jiuyou College. He is just used to ivory
Living in the tower, he doesn't care much about human relations and sophistication.
But with a little thought, everyone knows the meaning behind Su Shijun's words.
This is almost like arranging funeral arrangements.
"Are you kidding..." The wizard said calmly, looking at the witch with a pale face, his lips twisted, as if he was trying to squeeze out a smile, but this effort failed, and it only made his lips tremble a little.
Su Shijun made a playful face:
"If you have the chance, remember to help me smash Old Man Yao's office!"
Before she finished speaking, the long red cloak behind her was raised high - as if for an instant, the cracked space around her was no longer an obstacle - at the same time, the three swaying light cyan foxes behind her
The tail shadow gradually solidified, and around it were haloes like flames and ribbons.
Then the witch bent down and put her hands on the ground.
"boom!"
Her move caused the entire ground to shake. At that moment, the increasingly solid foxtail behind her exploded into a shower of light. The light cyan raindrops filled the air like glue.
In this space, the increasingly fine space cracks will be bridged.
Zheng Qing felt his whole body suddenly loosen up, and the feeling of being constrained by space dissipated. He was so excited that he got up from the ground.
"One minute, retreat quickly!" Su Shijun raised his head, looked at Zheng Qing, and shouted softly.