Chapter 40 040: Formation on paper

Chapter 40 040: Arrangement on Paper

Shen Tang was curious: “Is this the Encrypted Word Spirit?”

[Looking at it from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far]

She had read it on the scroll of praying for good. According to the notes, it should be a military formation spirit that was used to inflict evil on people. It was very confusing. The key point of the whole poem is in the first half of the sentence. If the opponent is inexperienced and doesn't know the ropes, he will fall into the trap accidentally. LYB's favorite.

But the method to crack it is also simple.

The key to breaking the formation lies in the second half of the sentence - you don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because you are in this mountain - if you react in time, you only need to distance yourself, make detours, take care of your own head and tail, and avoid being cut in half by the opponent. The true face of the Qing army formation.

Beyond this, there is a simpler way to kill the enemy with absolute force, which can also break the formation.

Qi Shan looked solemn: "It seems so."

Shen Tang asked again: "How to crack it?"

Unexpectedly, Qi Shan asked: "How would I know? ?”

He said so, but his eyes and expression clearly didn't mean it. Shen Tang was choked up by his question: "Yuanliang doesn't know, and it's even less likely that I will know. How can we just stare at each other?"

It's impossible to stare at each other.

Praying for kindness is not so boring.

He just looked at Shen Tang silently, who turned away his eyes.

For a long time, Shen Tang whispered softly, and his voice sounded a little hollow: "Yuanliang...Am I in trouble..."

A silent atmosphere flows quietly in the room.

Qishan didn't say anything, so she couldn't help but think more - she really didn't expect that she would be so unlucky, and she would encounter this kind of thing when she went out to find work to make money, let alone the paintings given by Guan'er Paper can hide secrets, and it is also an extremely rare encrypted spirit.

She thought about it with her toes and knew that she was involved in unknown trouble. Qishan was so close to her that it would be difficult to stay out of it.

Qi Shan deliberately concealed something...

Unhappy! (#￣～￣#)

"Tsk, can this be considered a trouble?"

Qi Shan raised his eyelids, and the words that came out of his mouth surprised Shen Tang. He changed from his usual laziness, and his expression showed a little sharpness.

He arranged the drawing papers slowly, leaving only the little figure drawing by Shen Tang untouched. He smiled and said: "I had known that Xiaocheng was a journey into troubled waters and yet I dared to come here. Naturally, I wouldn't be afraid of this. It's a little trouble. I'm not afraid of getting into the game, but I'm afraid that I won't even be able to find the door."

To put it bluntly, he came for trouble, not for peace and quiet, but Shen Tang's encounter hit him right in the face. No idea.

Shen Xiaolangjun is indeed amazing.

It was only the second day that I gave him such a big surprise!

"Young Li, go to bed early and come pick up the painting tomorrow."

Shen Tang looked at Qi Shan in a daze, and only had time to catch the corner of his clothes as he left, and opened his mouth for a long time. What to say.

For a long time, he opened his mouth and cursed.

“Gan!”

Is it great to know more?

="=Protruding!

Suddenly it seemed as if all the strength had been relieved.

Well, knowing more is amazing!

Her body was moving towards Lying back on the wooden floor, she opened her eyes and stared at the beam above her head, thinking wildly.

The wife is unhappy!

The inexplicable fire in my heart was rushing through my chest and I couldn't find an outlet. The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the angrier I get, the more angry I get, and the cycle repeats.

Finally, she exerted strength in her waist and sat up suddenly.

I grabbed the little man picture and didn’t have time to appreciate my masterpiece. I stared at the blank space on the drawing paper. I closed my eyes and recalled what Qi Shancai had done before, condensing his literary energy in the palm of my hand. The moment the literary style touches the paper, the surrounding environment changes from clear to blurry.

She felt that her consciousness had broken into a very subtle "different space" - the world was lonely, the yin and the yang intertwined - just when she was about to escape and leave the ghost place, a horizontal chessboard suddenly lit up under her feet, and in the distance A vague figure appeared.

Who is this person? As soon as Shen Tang had this idea, his body suddenly sank. His consciousness returned to his body, and the words and spirit appeared on the drawing paper in front of him.

【Looking from side to side, it looks like a ridge and it looks like a peak】

“What does this mean...”

Shen Tang calmed down and repeated it again.

With mental preparation, when the chessboard appeared again, she calmly looked at the black shadow. Thanks to my good eyesight, I could vaguely see the dark figure of a tall, slim young man. At first glance, the figure looks similar to Qi Shan, but his temperament is a bit more decadent than Qi Shan's.

His appearance was hidden in the darkness and he did not speak. Seeing Shen Tang appear, he just raised his right hand and waved his folding fan.

Shen Tang tensed up his nerves instantly and was about to draw out the Mother Sword. Unexpectedly, a huge black disk condensed on top of the chessboard. Following the young man's movements, it fell decisively with a "pop" sound.

Following the shouts of killing, two majestic cities, one black and one white, rose up on both sides of the chessboard. The two black and white stones on the chessboard turned into thousands of villains, fighting endlessly. Looking at the situation on the chessboard, it is obvious that the fight has entered a fierce stage, and the winner is about to be determined.

Shen Tang: “…”

What should she do now?

Blinking in confusion, Shen Tang tried to take a random step, and the young man opposite followed closely. When the chess pieces hit the ground, they turned into black villains and joined the fight. The white villains on Shen Tang's side were cut and scattered by the black villain cavalry, and turned into a group, isolated and helpless.

At this point, the result is needless to say.

After a few breaths, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face switching back and forth between black, white, red and green, and it took a long time to resist the urge to lift the table.

The encrypted word spirit she thought was really the encrypted word spirit. The relationship between the two is like a safe and a password. With the cracking word spirit, it can be cracked. Who would have known that the encrypted words and spirit were that the encrypted side formed a formation and set up a mess, while the decrypted side went into battle to break the game.

Shen Tang crossed his arms and stared at the little picture.

The paper almost burst into flames.

If it doesn’t work once, try again.

Next door.

Qi Shan sensed the surge of Shen Tang's literary spirit and paused for a moment while the brush he lifted paused, and the dripping ink smudged into a small ball on the paper.

When he came back to his senses, he glanced at the drawing paper, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he refrained from replacing the paper with new paper, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He has painted secret dramas several times before, either explicit or implicit, for both men and women. Even if I haven’t written for a long time and I feel a bit sloppy, I will soon regain my previous state and feel like a fish in water.

Until the pavilion’s pupils rise in the east and the rooster crows.

Qi Shan stretched out, put away the dried secret play drawings, and prepared to give them to Shen Tang for submission - the person behind the scenes was also a drunkard who did not care about drinking. It does not matter how well he painted. , just fool around - he just opened the door and saw a group of familiar figures.

“Shen Xiaolangjun?”

The person coming is none other than Shen Tang.

Qi Shan asked again: "You got up so early today?"

Hearing the noise, Shen Tang turned around and said angrily: "Can Yuan Liang not know whether I slept that night? Where is the painting? "

Qi Shan handed over the painting and said something confused.

“The one who set up the formation is a good person.”

If Shen Xiaolangjun, a half-way monk, could break the formation, I don’t know how many scheming people would cover their chests and vomit blood.

Shen Tang said: "Did you break the formation?"

Qi Shan shook his head: "No."

Looking at Shen Xiaolangjun's black and blue eyes, he knew that he didn't have a good time last night. It was so exuberant that even Wen Xin was restless.