"Ah? Duel?" Zeng Liang still stared at the dead fish eyes and looked at Basho calmly and said.
"That's right! Let this student who looks like a bird be the referee!" Basho pointed at Xiaotan and said.
"I'm Falcon..." Although he felt that it should be said or not, Xiao Tan still corrected it.
"Then...it's finally time to teach this complacent disciple a lesson..." Basho said to himself, ignoring the reactions of the two men, and in the next second...took off his shirt.
His kimono is one piece, because there is a belt tied around his waist, so even if he unbuttons his upper body, the whole kimono will not fall off.
"The ultimate secret..." Basho stood up straight with his legs slightly apart. Then he raised his hands and straightened his palms, parallel to his forearms. Then... he was like a crab waving its pincers.
, swinging his arms up and down, and said with a constipated expression, "Watch the move! Matsuo Senju Kannon!"
"Isn't this just two hands..." Xiaotan looked at this guy playing tricks and couldn't complain.
"Hahaha... I'm surprised." Basho smiled proudly and looked at Zeng Liangdao, "This move... uses the high-speed movement of both hands to create numerous afterimages and turn into the appearance of the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara...
"
"Everyone said I only have two hands..." Zeng Liang replied coldly.
"Eh? Don't you have more hands?" Basho was stunned for a moment.
"No..." Xiaotan replied in a very affirmative tone.
Hearing this, Basho moved his hands faster and said, "What about this?"
"It's useless..." Xiaotan gave a more thorough rejection.
"Really...that's it..." Basho thought thoughtfully, and the movements of his hands gradually slowed down, "Then...forget it..."
At this point, he put on his clothes again in the blink of an eye, and showed an expression with an inspiration: "Okay, let's use haiku to decide the winner!"
"The turning point is too abrupt!" Xiao Tan exclaimed, "Speaking of which...if you move your hands as fast as you do when putting on clothes, you might actually be able to create an afterimage!"
"Hahaha..." Basho once again ignored Xiaotan's words. He put on a gloomy look and said in a terrifying tone, "The rule is...next, all conversations between me and Zeng Liangjun must use five words.
-Proceed in a seven-five format..."
"So you set the rules..." Xiao Tan said, "I thought it was me, the referee..."
"Okay! The game begins!" Basho interrupted loudly without letting Xiaotan finish his words.
On the other side, Zeng Liang remained calm as before and said quickly: "I said Basho (5), what do you like to eat (7). What is it (5)?"
"I love eating sea urchins," Basho replied almost out of the blue.
After the two spoke, silence fell...
About five seconds later, Basho became angry and yelled: "Not yet! I haven't lost yet!"
"Uh... it should be up to me, the referee, to decide whether we win or not..." Xiao Tan twitched the corners of his mouth and continued, "But to be honest... does such an obvious outcome really need a referee..."
"Now that things have happened..." Basho still ignored Xiaotan and rushed to Zeng Liang stubbornly and said, "...the only thing left is swimming! Use swimming to decide the outcome!" He pointed to the side, "It's over there.
There is a duel in the small river, and whoever swims to the big rock upstream first wins!"
"Okay." Zeng Liang replied calmly.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan was not worried about the young and strong Zeng Liang, but...Bajiao was really unreliable. "It's too forced! Basho-san!" He also looked at the river. "That river.
The current is very fast!"
"Don't be wordy!" Basho pulled Xiao Tan's wings and ran straight to the river, "I just want to compete!"
…………
Two minutes later...
Wang Tanzhi, Matsuo Basho, and Kawai Zengliang... came to the river.
Although it is in a town, this kind of small river still exists. Because it is connected to the sewage pipes in the city, the water in the river is not clean, and the flow is also quite fast.
"Stop talking, let me call you to get ready!" As soon as the three of them stood by the river, Basho couldn't wait to walk to the front, "Everyone is on your place..."
Before the word "bit" came out of his mouth, one of his feet had already stepped into the water. In less than half a second... he slid down and shouted inexplicably: "Get out!"
"Go out?" Xiaotan repeated in surprise, and watched Basho... being washed away by the water.
"Ah! The water is so fast!" Basho, who was carried more than ten meters away by the current, finally showed a panicked look, "Wait a minute... what the hell is this? I can't swim! I won't play anymore! Hey... hee
…”
Seeing this scene, Zeng Liang, who was standing on the shore, still said to Xiao Tan in a tepid tone: "Did you see it? (5) Matsuo Basho was in the river (7) and was washed away by the water.
Let’s go (5).”
"Why are you relaxing there! Your master was washed away by the water!" Xiao Tan shouted, "And...why are you still talking in the five-seven-five sentence pattern!"
…………
Fifteen minutes later...
Two kilometers downstream.
"I've walked so far and still haven't seen a trace. Where did I rush to..." Xiaotan muttered as he walked beside Zeng Liang.
"The riverbed downstream has become shallower, and it will probably stop somewhere." Compared with Xiaotan, Zeng Liang's attitude seemed even colder, as if it was just a stranger who was washed away by the water... No, it should be
Said...a guy who is worse than a stranger.
Before the two of them finished speaking, a light green figure appeared in Xiaotan's sight.
His current falcon vision is very powerful and he can clearly see things very far away. Therefore, he can see at a glance...that it is the lower body of Basho who is stuck upside down in the river bed.
To make a long story short, with the collaborative efforts of Xiaotan and Zeng Liang, Basho came out of the river very quickly.
"Bajiao-san...are you okay?" Xiaotan asked, looking at the embarrassed Basho.
After landing on the shore, Basho lay on the ground covered in water, looking exhausted: "Thanks to you, I am saved at least..." He paused and explained, "My head was hit by the rocks on the river bed.
If you clamp it, you will be floating with your feet in the air like just now."
"I said... Basho-san." Xiao sighed, "You proposed a swimming duel yourself, and in the end you were washed away by the water... It's already embarrassing enough, so don't expose such disgraceful details..."
"Nonsense!" Basho gasped and became energetic again, "I, the haiku saint Matsuo Basho... jumped into the river to protect the villages downstream, and withstood the rapids with my proud muscles..."
"Is this nonsense that is obviously nonsense also part of "The Legend of Basho"..." Xiao Tanxu replied with eyes.
Basho's nonsense did not stop, he continued; "However... after seeing this scene, my disciple Zeng Liangjun became jealous of the handsome Matsuo... Shuaiwei for short... so he...
"
"You're so stupid!" Zeng Liang slapped him, causing Basho to shut his mouth.
"It seems that your method is effective..." Xiaotan said.
"Of course." Zeng Liang responded.
"Damn it..." Basho was still dissatisfied. He stood up immediately, "Listen up... there is still a final showdown..."
"You haven't given up yet..." Xiaotan held his forehead and shook his head.
At this moment, he just hopes to end this side mission as soon as possible to avoid any mental damage to himself.
"Hehehehe..." The confidence in Basho's smile was simply incredible, "That's right... at the end... let's decide the winner based on our handsomeness!"
He suddenly turned back and pointed at Xiaotan, "This classmate, as the referee, you can make a good decision in this game..."
"Eh? Do you still remember the setting that I am the referee..." Xiao Tan was startled, "Speaking of which... I had no chance to make a decision before."
"Are you ready? Zeng Liangjun!" Basho took half a step back, looked at Xiaotan and said, "Sa~ this classmate, who is more handsome between me and Zeng Liangjun? Please tell me with your conscience!"
"Zeng Liangjun." Xiaotan's answer came so quickly.
"You bastard..." Basho Dog jumped up as fast as he could, "What the hell!" He yelled and rushed towards Xiao Tan.
"Huh? What's going on? Battle?" This time, Xiao Tan was caught off guard. He thought that this funny script would not trigger any battle, so he was unprepared...
But then, Basho grabbed Xiaotan by the collar, pushed him to the ground, and then... put his other hand into his hair and started to spread the dandruff...
"Feel the wrath of the God of Haiku! Snow Dance Nine Heavens!" Basho Chuuji shouted the name of the move angrily.
At this moment... Xiaotan was deeply shocked.
Looking at the dandruff floating on his face, he was speechless and didn't want to get up to resist, because... he felt that it was too cruel to be serious with such teasing.
"Oh... forget it..." At this time, Zeng Liangjun sighed, "Just think I lose."
"Eh?" Basho heard this and immediately stopped what he was doing, "Really? Then I am the romantic and handsome Shuaiwei?"
"Ah... that's right..." Zeng Liang continued weakly, "Feng Liuwei."
"What~ It turns out I won~" Basho immediately put on a harmless expression, stopped his "Snow Dance for Nine Heavens", took something out of his pocket and put it on the
Xiao Tan held it in his hand, "Anyway, thank you, this classmate..."
Before he finished speaking, he pulled Zeng Liang away and waved to Xiaotan from a distance: "Bye~"
[Side mission completed]
[Extra reward for special script: Basho-san’s Ma Fei Doll]
By the time Xiao Tan came back to his senses, the two people had already walked away, and the system voice stated...the "thing" that Basho thrust into his hand before leaving was the reward for this mission. (To be continued, please do.
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