Back Off, Let Me Come

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 opened 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 spots. Its belly is slightly lighter chestnut brown, and the back is slightly lighter. 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 - the kingfisher suddenly melted into a thick, gelatinous mass of dark blue gas.

“This literary aura—is it Yuanliang?”

After the words fell, the dark blue literary energy spread out and turned into a dark blue flower paper. This flower note is blank, except for the head of a cute and tilted cat in the lower right corner. You don’t need to look to know that this is Qiyuan Liangyang’s 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 tattoo monogram from his waist, and covered it up. The originally blank flower paper slowly showed familiar handwriting, which belonged to Qi Yuanliang. Qishan sent a message, briefly stating that he and Zhao Feng had successfully captured the target, that the bandit den was quite fat, and that there was also a major discovery. There was a financial backer behind the bandit den, and he was one of the powerful He Yin.

Qishan has collected evidence.

It came in handy to clean up the local snakes in Heyin. Qi Shan was also worried about the lack of manpower on Shen Tang's side, so he sent a letter to ask about the situation. When Shen Tang saw the last sentence, he was sure that the bird was really created by Qi Shan.

Not only can it deliver letters, but it can also perform identity authentication. For literary scholars, what is more convincing proof than the literary monogram? It's a good thing that Shen Tang had read Qi Shan's pile of writings, otherwise he wouldn't have known what that bird was.

So, here comes the question.

How should I reply to the prayer? ? ?

Shen Tang dug out relevant memories.

That sentence seems to be——

Shen Tang closed his eyes, concentrated on it, and whispered softly,

"There is not much way to go from Pengshan."

A ball of colorless air gradually formed from the palm of her hand, expanding from the size of a pea to the size of a fist. It was very similar to the first time she condensed the Wenxin monogram. However, the colorless and transparent air mass did not turn into a heart monogram, but unfolded into a blank letter.

Looking at the clean letter, and then thinking about Qi Shan's dark blue letter with a crooked cat's head 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 with 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 his twenty-five water stroke team.

"The Blue Bird is here to visit you diligently." After saying that, the letter turned into a fat and round bird. This bird was different from the light body of Qi Shan's. It struggled to flap its pair of poor little wings. Under Shen Tang's worried gaze, , flying 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 - Feifei stopped and stopped, and he was delayed a lot on the road - Qi Shan was almost hit by a ball of meat falling from the sky. Looking at the fat blue bird who was panting and exhausted, he had a subtle expression.

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 kill 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 still didn't know that the size of the messenger bird was related to the number of words in the letter. The more words, the fatter it would be. The bird was so fat. Thinking about Shen Xiaolangjun's mouth that liked to talk nonsense, Qi Shan could almost imagine how watery the content was.

Zhao Feng asked: "Don't you want to take a look?"

Qi Shan: "To be honest, I don't really want to."

He said he was disgusted, 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 Qishan, 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 and 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 are interested in 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 was bowed down by the fat bird: "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 characters."

Chu Yao opened the letter and took advantage of the opportunity to provide Lin Feng with a word spirit related to popular science. In fact, there are many word spirits that can convey messages, but Jade Bird Messenger is relatively popular and cost-effective.

The distance is relatively long and the number of words is relatively large.

the most important 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 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 child.

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, and the blue bird has a clear 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 Wen Xin.

The next day, a shrill whistle sounded in the bandit camp.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up all!"

"Don't get up again? Be careful with my whip!"

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky is still completely dark at this moment. The twenty-five atmosphere groups sent out have woken up on time, beating gongs and drums, or kicking each other's butts.

The bandits from the two captured bandit villages are all gathered together at this moment, everyone is registered, and no one can escape!

Not to mention people, even the old panting dog at the door will be kicked up, and no one is allowed to sleep!

Feeling bad about bed? ? ?

hehe--

If you don’t want to wake up now, 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 face of the bandit who had not yet gotten up, scaring everyone so that they did not dare to move.

They looked tremblingly towards the direction where the sword light appeared, and saw the beautiful young man in the daytime. He was wearing a cloak on his shoulders and looked as cold as a ghost from hell.

He uttered a whisper that was more terrifying than an evil ghost: "In ten breaths, if there are still people who can afford it, everyone present can sleep forever."

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I feel there is definitely something wrong with Sogou input.

I just said that I have typed 6,000 words since early morning...

Good guy, the effective code words are only 2,000 words...