Chapter 11 011: Speedy, Universiade Motorcycle
There is no hope of turning stones into gold and hiding beauty in a golden house.
Although Shen Tang was disappointed, he did not dare to risk his own life.
As time passes bit by bit, the dark blue clouds are dyed with a faint red-orange halo until the end of the night and dawn.
When a naughty ray of morning sun kisses his eyelids, Qi Shan wakes up from his sleep.
He glanced at the sun, rubbed his right eye sleepily, and muttered softly.
"Why is it right?"
Shen Tang said: "It's getting late."
Qishan heard the sound and looked over, and saw Shen Xiaolangjun sitting on the bonfire and roasting thing.
“You didn’t sleep all night last night?”
The rough linen prison uniform was wet with dew and clung to his skin with no wrinkles caused by deep sleep.
Shen Tang didn't even raise his head: "I didn't sleep. Too many things happened yesterday and I couldn't sleep. Mr. Qi, do you want to have a taste of my craftsmanship?"
As he spoke, he held the tree in his hand. Hand the branch to pray for good.
Only then did Qi Shan clearly see what was roasting in Shen Tang’s hand.
Three pancakes skewered by tree branches,
The pancake is about the size of an adult's hand. It is baked until both sides are browned, and it silently exudes the alluring aroma of burnt food.
In the wilderness, where did the cake come from?
No need to guess.
He was not too polite to Shen Tang: "Thank you."
Qi Shan was a very particular person and had "preparatory activities" before eating the morning meal - I saw him drinking water from the water bag Wet the handkerchief, wipe the remaining sleepiness from your face, take out the toothbrush from the bag, sprinkle some mint green powder on it, wipe your teeth with the remaining water in the water bag and rinse your mouth.
After finishing the cleaning, I picked up the roasted pancake.
"Huh? Why is it sweet?"
Although the sweetness is not strong and is mostly covered by the crispiness, you can still taste it if you taste it carefully.
Shen Tang revealed the secret: "The tripod wok is as sweet as glutinous rice, and you can't get it if you ask for it."
After Qi Shan listened, his expression immediately became speechless, and even the cake in his mouth no longer tasted good.
He said helplessly: "...'The Cauldron is like a glutinous rice' comes from the righteousness song, and it is also a spiritual spirit that boosts morale. It has extremely high requirements for literary minds..."
Sincerity can't get along with these spiritual spirits, right?
No matter what the effect is, is it still edible in Shen Xiaolangjun’s hands?
How can I look directly at "the cauldron and the wok like rice" in the future?
“No matter what kind of word spirit it is, in my opinion, a word spirit is useful only if it can fill my stomach.” Shen Tang blew on the hot pancake and carefully took a small bite. , along with the food aroma Spreading in my mouth, I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction with overwhelming happiness, "The sweets on the cakes are not just made from 'Ding Wo as sweet as glutinous rice'. I found that this sentence was very draining on Wen Xin, so I gave it up..." < br>
Qishan: "..."
She also harmed other spirits for a piece of candy?
"Then which sentence did you choose?"
Shen Tang calmly stretched out his right hand: "Zhou Yuan is ugly, and the pansy is like wine."
A thumb-sized piece Caramel appeared.
Qishan suddenly frowned: "This saying is true..."
Shen Tang threw the candy into his mouth and chewed it. He chewed and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: "What's wrong with this saying?"
"No one has ever used it."
Shen Tang: "...Huh?"
"The words and spirits we use now are all derived from Those national seals, or the words and spirits recorded on them, are as vast as smoke. It has been more than two hundred years since the appearance of the Thief Star, and more and more words and spirits have been discovered by capable people. It can be used, but compared with the unusable words and spirits, it is still the tip of the iceberg. This sentence "Zhou Yuan is ugly, Jin Tea is like wine" was just copied by me accidentally..."
He found it interesting and wrote it down.
Shen Tang: "..."
Qishan asked her: "What is the effect of these words?"
Just conjuring a candy?
Shen Tang asked instead: "Didn't Mr. Qi see it?"
Her eyes were too open and clear, as if she could see the bottom of a clear spring at a glance. Qishan couldn't tell whether she was hiding anything, but he knew that she was not innocent on the outside. No longer talking, the two of them ate the morning meal quietly, eating all the baked pancakes. After eating and drinking, they made preparations for the bonfire.
Pack your things and get ready to hit the road.
Because the rough linen prison uniform Shen Tang was wearing was too eye-catching, Qi Shan donated a clean old uniform. While Shen Xiaolangjun was changing his clothes, he accidentally stepped on a patch of softer soil. "Huh?"
Squat down and push aside the weeds to find out.
He picked up a handful of loose, soft soil with his fingers and felt it carefully, and found that it was completely different from the barren sand that could fly away three steps away.
I don’t know what he thought of, but he drew out the sword from his waist with a swipe, and stabbed it into the soil. When the blade of the sword entered the soil, it was soft and easy to penetrate at first, without any obstruction. After six inches into the soil, it became difficult to move even an inch, as the sword's blade became entangled in some sticky soil.
He pulled out the sword from the soil again.
The dirt on the sword reflects the actual situation.
Qi Shan twisted the soil on the edge of the sword and murmured thoughtfully: "Zhou Yuan is ugly, and the pansy tea is as sweet..."
The general meaning of this sentence is - the land in Zhouyuan is fertile, and even bitter herbs can be as sweet as caramel.
The spirit of Shen Xiaolangjun’s words...
The key point is “caramel”?
Still in "Zhouyuan Bibi" Bibi?
Qi Shan lowered his eyelids and wiped the sword body, put the scabbard back, stood up as if nothing had happened, and rubbed the soil with his clogs to cover up the sword marks. After a while, Shen Tang came out of the dense forest.
The clothes of an adult man were too wide for the eleven-twelve-year-old boy, so she had to use long straps to close the sleeves at her wrists, changing the wide sleeves to narrow sleeves, and then lifted the too-long hem to the level of her ankles. Then wrap the waist rope around your waist to secure the clothes.
Paired with that handsome face that is more feminine and has a bit of wild temperament, it has the air of a romantic young man.
Qishan called out: "Mr. Shen Xiaolang, let's go, follow."
Shen Tang jogged a few steps: "Sir, come right now."
Follow The sun is rising, the sun is getting hotter and hotter After getting up, Shen Tang wiped his sweat with his sleeves: "Mr. Qi, didn't you conjure up a tall horse here? The third-class hairpin last night was also a sword, a sword, a halberd, and a tall horse. It's so convenient for transportation."
Qishan asked her calmly: "Shen Xiaolangjun has martial courage?"
Shen Tang shook his head: "This... no..."
"Because he has no martial courage, there is no horse."< br>
With one simple sentence, Shen Tang was sentenced to death.
Shen Tang almost breathed out soul smoke: "Why? Aren't all literary minds and brave men equal? Can't we share this kind of spirit?"
She felt that her Wen Xin was despised!
Looking down at his two thin bamboo pole-like legs, he was speechless and choked. Although the wound on her foot was simply treated and she put on the soft-soled straw sandals Qi Shan lent her, the road was rugged and she had to rely on two legs to get to the nearest village. She still didn’t know how long it would take to reach the nearest village...
Qishan glanced out of the corner of his eye at Mr. Shen Tang, who seemed to have left his body, and laughed dumbly.
“There is no need to share this kind of spirit.”
“Why is it not necessary?”
What is the equivalent of the ancient tall horse?
Equal to a luxury sports car!
"Generally speaking, a scholar with a literate mind will be accompanied by chariots and horses when traveling. Why should he rely on himself like those reckless men?"
Shen Tang: "..."
After walking for a while, Qishan vaguely heard Shen Xiaolangjun, who was following him, muttering feebly.
"Flying like lightning——"
He was about to be surprised that Shen Xiaolangjun had such extraordinary understanding that he could even master such a high-level speech spirit that increased the marching speed of the army.
Who would have thought that her next sentence would be -
"Universal Motorcycle!"
Qishan: "???"
This chapter is not easy to write and has been revised again and again
It is the update on the 24th, and there is another chapter during the day.
The wind outside the window was so strong that I couldn't sleep.
(End of this chapter)