087: Where Are Your Treasures (Part 2) [Request a Monthly Pass]
Shen Tang looked at Zhai Le with a subtle look.
Zhai Le was stared at by her so unnaturally.
He stuttered: "Brother Shen, why are you looking at me like this?"
Unexpectedly, Shen Tang "beat him up", looked at him from the soles of his feet to the top of his hair with half-smiling eyes, and asked: "Zhai Xiaofang, are you not good at it?"
The fair cheeks of the boy in black turned red.
After half a beat, he jumped up angrily and said angrily: "What can't be done? Why can't it be done? Why can't it be done? I can do it anywhere!"
Shen Tang said: "You can do it? If you can do it, why do you have to take someone with you wherever you go? Are you there to cheer you on?"
The boy in black was so angry that his neck was stained with a light blush, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Let's go, let's go! You and I are enough!"
But I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart.
Hopefully it's just an ordinary bandit den.
He can clean everything of a normal scale by himself, not to mention that there is a drunken and crazy Brother Shen, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Shen Tang put his fingers to his lips and whistled.
He flexed his fingers and shouted: "Motorcycle, here you come!"
After three breaths, nothing happens.
The people watching were confused, and Shen Tang felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her voice and called out in a low voice: "Speed and lightning, Universiade Motorcycle! Come out, my treasured motorcycle!"
at the same time--
In the backyard stable, Gong Shuwu was sitting shirtless on a wooden bench, holding a wooden brush in his hand, scrubbing a black horse that was half a head taller than him. This black horse was extremely handsome, with white hooves and black hair. Bright, silky mane and ponytail.
It had a good temper and allowed Gong Shuwu to give him a bath, and then braided his nearly twenty-inch-long mane into beautiful patterns.
There is also a pair of snow-white horse armor lying at his feet.
Gong Shuwu looked at the war horse and sighed: "Old man..."
Before they finished speaking, both the man and the horse turned to look at the other side of the stable, where there was a snow-white mule that was shorter than the big black horse. The snow-white mule that was originally solid now became transparent very quickly until it disappear.
Gong Shuwu was puzzled.
"Why did Shen Wulang call the motorcycle away?"
When the motorcycle ran out of thin air, the onlookers exclaimed - they had heard that some people in the world could transform into tall horses, but they had never seen it, but now it actually happened!
It was not just the people who exclaimed, but also Zhai Le.
"Brother Shen, aren't you a literary scholar?"
As we all know, Wen Xin has no horse.
Only a brave warrior can transform a horse out of thin air. The higher the level of bravery, the better the horse will be, and the better the horse armor will be, and the better the protection will be. Although this is a mule in front of you, except for its appearance, nothing else is different. It's the same as a war horse.
Oh, the motorcycle doesn't have horse armor.
Shen Tang didn't open his mouth to explain. He was as light as a flying star playing in the sea. He climbed on the back of the motorcycle, clamped his legs around his stomach, and shouted: "Drive!"
The motorcycle heard the command and moved in response. The gangsters who were strung together were unable to break free and were dragged forward staggeringly, wailing continuously.
Zhai Le ignored his curiosity and hurriedly urged Wu Dan to follow.
"Brother Shen, wait a moment!"
In my hurry, I almost forgot which sentence Yan Ling was.
In Wu Dan Yan Ling, there are many words that turn into horses, and each sentence has a specific purpose - for example, leaping on a horse with a spear, as the name suggests, is to prepare for war with a gun and armor. Whether it is a horse armor or a warrior's armor, it is formed at once and consumed. Large; for example, "Xinma Yourein" consumes less energy to transform into a horse. The horse has no armor and only has stirrups and saddles. It is suitable for simple short-distance slow travel.
and--
"Hard horses and strong soldiers!"
It's somewhere in between.
The horses are recharged, their weapons are sharpened and ready for use, and they are always on alert. If there is an enemy situation, they will quickly enter combat mode.
As soon as the spirit of the words fell, a horse with red and white feet and armor came from a distance against the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned from virtual to real.
The people watching were shocked and surprised, and subconsciously gave way to the horse, for fear of being hit by it. Zhai Le took two steps at a trot, pointed to his toes, raised his hand to grab the reins of the war horse, and with the help of the horse, he landed firmly on the horse's back and accelerated violently. Chase Shen Tang away.
"Brother Shen, do you and I want to have a competition?"
The war horse under Zhai Le's crotch was tall and strong, handsome in appearance, and had four long legs. It accelerated explosively. After a while, he caught up with Shen Tang, stopped steadily, and moved slowly. He asked Shen Tang for a horse race. , but was ruthlessly rejected: "No comparison."
"Why not compare?"
Running in small steps like this is very uncomfortable.
Moreover, he was too curious about Brother Shen's mule.
Shen Tang said bluntly: "It's a bit shameless for you to use a fine war horse to compete with my motorcycle and a mule."
When marching and fighting, horses are used to charge into battle, and even if mules can go to the battlefield, they are used to carry military supplies. Who would use mules to form a cavalry battalion? Even the mines at home cannot withstand such burning.
Zhai Le looked down at the war horse and said, "But it wants to compete."
The energy required for the activities of the "living creatures" transformed by Yan Ling is given by the maker, and to some extent they are connected with the maker's mind. Zhai Le clearly felt that his man was eager to give it a try, and wanted to spread his legs and follow the snow-white horse next to him. Compare mules.
Shen Tang said coolly: "Let it hold in."
Zhai Le asked again: "Can't you hold it in?"
Shen Tang turned around and looked at the embarrassment, and was forced to trot to catch up with the panting gangsters. He said honestly: "It is true that I want to get rid of these 'evils' for Tian Xingdao, but if I agree to race with you, the two of them will How can your legs keep up with our four legs? When your horses are happy, they will only have a skeleton left."
Zhai Le had no choice but to give up the idea and secretly sighed in his heart. Brother Shen was drunk in a unique way, and he still had sense and benevolence. If there was no contrast in advance and later, outsiders might not be able to tell that "he" was actually drunk.
"We are so grandiose. If the informants in the bandits' nest find out about it and are prepared in advance, what will happen?"
Shen Tang said: "What are you afraid of? Attack by force!"
Zhai Le: "Force attack?"
Why don’t you bring a scribe to join the battle???
Shen Tang said expressionlessly: "The enemy! Killing indiscriminately!"
Zhai Le: "..."
The two of them were so arrogant and so aggressive that the city gate guards did not dare to check and let them go directly. Shen Tang came to a remote grove by the familiar road. Zhai Le dismounted and led them, and found three bodies lying at the destination that had been eaten by animals. Mosquitoes and flies were circling, maggots were infested, and there were mutilated corpses without even protective clothing. They had no arms or legs. From the bones, they could barely be judged to be two men and one woman.
The cause of death was the same: he was crushed by someone's neck bone and died.
The smell of corpses assaulted his nostrils, even Zhai Le couldn't help but cover his nose, his eyebrows stained with sadness: "I don't know who killed them, cut them into pieces, and abandoned them here... Alas, the corpses were exposed in the wilderness and became food for jackals, birds and beasts... This The scene is really shocking..."
Shen Tang said: "Oh, I killed him."
Zhai Le: "..."
His face seemed to have "Brother Shen, you are teasing me" written on it.
Shen Tang frowned and thought, then put the frightened gangster aside, walked around the three corpses, and said: "The three of them did nothing, so I will do justice to God. But I didn't expose their corpses in the wilderness. I dug a pit and buried it quite deep. Even if there is a flood, it may not be washed away again. The body will be intact when buried. But look at the incisions on their limbs... it looks like..."
Zhai Le's face turned pale.
He said: "It looked like someone had chopped him with a blunt instrument."
Shen Tang tilted his head in confusion: "Did an enemy do it?"
Zhai Le shook his head, suppressing the nausea that shot straight into his throat.
A few gangsters didn't know what they thought of and vomited it out.
