272: Blue Bird is attentive to visit [seeking monthly ticket]
Toot toot!
Shen Tang was about to put on his clothes and go to sleep, and took off the fork to close the window. When he was about to close it, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a black shadow passing by the bright moon.
Immediately afterwards there was a "beep beep beep" sound.
Shen Tang pushed open the window and fixed it with a fork pole.
But I saw a bird standing outside the window.
This bird is only about the size of a palm. It is bright blue-black from forehead to pillow, showing different colors under the light. It has dense feathers with green horizontal stripes. Its belly is slightly lighter chestnut brown, and its back is It is emerald blue with a bright red beak.
Bright color and light body.
Seeing Shen Tang open the window, it was not afraid of life, fluttered its wings and jumped into her palm, tilted its head, and made a crisp "chirp" sound. Shen Tang was stunned when a magical scene happened - he saw this kingfisher suddenly It melts into a thick gelatinous dark blue gas.
"This literary aura - is it Yuanliang?"
After the words fell, the dark blue literary spirit spread out and turned into a dark blue flower paper. The flower paper was blank, except for the cute and tilted head of a cat in the lower right corner. You didn't need to look at it to know that this was it. Pray for the good fortune of the precious Su Shang.
"What's the meaning?"
Is the drawing paper blank?
Shen Tang looked over and over.
Huo Di thought of something, took off the monogram from his waist, and covered it with a cover. The previously blank floral paper slowly showed familiar handwriting, which was Qi Yuanliang's. Qi Shan sent a message, concisely stating that he and Zhao Feng had been successful. After capturing the target, the bandits' den is quite fat. Another important discovery is that there is a financial backer behind the bandits' den, who is one of the powerful people in Heyin.
Qi Shan has already collected the evidence.
It came in handy to clean up the local snakes in Heyin. Qi Shan was also worried about Shen Tang's lack of manpower, so he sent a letter to ask about the situation. After seeing the last sentence, Shen Tang was sure that the bird was really caused by Qi Shan of.
It can not only deliver letters, but also perform identity authentication. For literary scholars, what more convincing proof is there than the literary monogram? Fortunately, Shen Tang has read Qishan’s pile of spiritual writings, otherwise it would really be true. I don't know what that bird is.
So, here comes the question.
How should I reply to my prayers???
Shen Tang dug out relevant memories.
That sentence seems to be——
Shen Tang closed his eyes, concentrated on it, and hummed softly,
"There is not much way to go from Pengshan."
A colorless air mass gradually condensed and formed from the palm of her hand, expanding from the size of a pea to the size of a fist, which was very similar to the first time she condensed the Wenxin monogram. However, the colorless and transparent air mass did not turn into the Wenxin monogram, but expanded into a blank letterhead. .
Looking at the clean letter, and then thinking about Qi Shan's dark blue letter with the head of a crooked cat painted on the corner - she seemed to have discovered the sultry nature of Qi Yuanliang!
"Now that we have paper, what do we do with pen and ink?"
This problem did not trouble her for long.
She soon discovered that this piece of letterhead was actually a "touch screen operation", and she could write on it by condensing a small amount of literary energy on her fingertips.
Shen Tang wrote eloquently on a whole piece of paper.
Bragging about how heroic and unrestrained he is, he can easily kill two bandit villages with twenty-five paddling groups.
"The Blue Bird is here to visit you diligently." After saying this, the letter turned into a fat and round bird. This bird was different from the light body of Qishan's. It struggled to flap its small wings, and under Shen Tang's worried gaze, , fly into the distance.
Shen Tang: "...can I deliver this thing?"
Sending is a given.
It's just that the speed is really slow.
It was more than half an hour after Qi Shan received the reply - the flight stopped, and he was delayed a lot on the road - Qi Shan was almost hit by a ball of meat falling from the sky. He looked at the fat man who was panting and exhausted. Blue Bird, his expression is subtle.
Zhao Feng's movement of preparing to shoot the bird stalled - he thought it was a fat bird passing by, and he was going to beat it as a tooth sacrifice, but he didn't know it was a messenger. Looking at the obviously fat bird, he was startled: "Is this a reply from Mr. Shen?"
Qishan held the fat bird in his hands.
Some don't want to open it.
Shen Tang didn't know yet that the size of the messenger bird was linked to the number of words in the letter. The more words, the fatter it would be. The bird was so fat, and when thinking of Shen Xiaolangjun's mouth that liked to talk nonsense, Qi Shan could almost imagine what was inside. The content is too watery.
Zhao Feng asked: "Don't you want to take a look?"
Qishan: "To be honest, I don't really want to."
He said he disliked it, but still gave Shen Tang face.
After all, he is his own lord.
The content of the letter was indeed what Qi Shan expected.
Shen Tang not only wrote to Qi Shan, but also to Chu Yao and Kang Shi. This story is really interesting, but I haven’t had enough of it yet.
Ask Chu Yao how the old, weak, women and children are being accommodated, and whether they have been discovered by bandits in the mountains. If they are discovered, all the bandits will be killed without leaving any survivors. Ask Kang Shi how the fishing law enforcement is, and whether any bandits have taken advantage of the wealth?
Chu Yao was slightly surprised when he received the bird.
This kind of messenger is not easy to learn.
Even if you learn it, the distance is extremely limited.
"Teacher, what a fat bird!"
Lin Feng had just finished reciting today's Filial Piety Sutra, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a big shadow falling on his teacher Chu Yao's head.
Chu Yao: "This is the blue bird."
"So fat?"
She also studied.
Don't bully her for not studying enough.
"The size of the messenger bluebird is related to the number of words." Chu Yao opened the letter and took the opportunity to provide Lin Feng with a few words and spirits related to popular science. In fact, there are many words and spirits that can send letters, but the bluebird messenger is relatively popular and cost-effective. .
The distance is relatively far and the number of words is relatively large.
The most important thing is——
It consumes less literary energy and has high accuracy of message transmission.
Lin Feng watched in amazement as her teacher waved her hand, and the pen turned into characters. She couldn't help but murmured with envy: "The spirit of speech is really magical...Teacher, can I also say a few words to Lang Jun?" Just two sentences, I promise there won’t be many words!”
"you say."
Except for teaching, Chu Yao was very tolerant to Lin Feng and Tu Rong at other times. Especially Lin Feng, he treated him as if he were his own son.
I simply wrote about thirty words.
Chu Yao made a stroke with his sword.
The letter rolled up automatically.
He chanted: "Say that I am worthy of you, the blue bird and the bright moon are in my heart."
Lin Feng watched with envy as the bluebird flapped its wings and flew high.
I look forward to the day when I can successfully unite my literary heart.
On the second day, a shrill whistle sounded from the bandit camp.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up all!"
"Don't get up again? Be careful with my whip!"
The days are short and the nights are long in winter, and the sky is still completely dark at this moment. The twenty-five atmosphere teams sent out have woken up on time, beating gongs and drums, or kicking their butts one by one. The bandits from the two captured bandit villages have all been gathered together. Together, don’t let anyone run away!
Not to mention people, even the dog at the door has to be kicked!
Got a bed spirit???
hehe--
If you don’t want to wake up now, then you’ll never think about it again!
At first, some people did not believe in evil and shouted, "I want your life." The next moment, the bodies were separated, and blood spurted onto the faces of the bandits who had not yet gotten up. They were so frightened that everyone did not dare to move. They trembled and looked towards the direction where the sword light appeared. I saw that beautiful young man in the daytime, with a cloak draped over his shoulders, and his expression was as cold as a ghost from hell.
The mouth spit out a whisper that was comparable to that of an evil ghost: "In ten breaths, if there are still people who can't afford it, everyone here can sleep forever."
