Chapter 272 Chapter 272: Blue Bird is attentive to visit [asking for monthly tickets]
Dudududu!
Shen Tang was about to put on his clothes and go to sleep, took off the fork and closed the window. When he was about to close it, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a black shadow passing by the bright moon.
Then 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, and its abdomen is slightly lighter. Chestnut brown, the back is emerald blue, and the beak is bright red.
Bright color and light body.
Seeing Shen Tang open the window, it was not afraid of strangers, 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 atmosphere—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 do you mean?”
The note is 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.
Qi Shan has collected the evidence.
It came in handy to clean up the local snakes in Heyin. Qishan was also worried about the lack of manpower on Shen Tang's side, so he wrote 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.
The spirit of that sentence seems to be——
Shen Tang closed his eyes, concentrated on it, and whispered in his mouth,
“There is no way to go from Pengshan.”
A colorless air ball 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 should we do with pen and ink?”
This problem did not stump her for long.
She soon discovered that this 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, leading a group of twenty-five water strokes with one person, and easily killing two bandit villages.
"The Blue Bird is here to visit you diligently." After saying this, the letter turned into a fat and round bird. This bird was different from the light body of Qishan's. It struggled to flap its small wings. Under Shen Tang's worried eyes, he flew into the distance.
Shen Tang: "...Can this thing be given away?"
It can be given away.
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 beat 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 both hands.
Some don’t want to open it.
Shen Tang still doesn’t know that the size of the messenger bird is related to the number of words in the letter. The more words, the fatter it will be. This bird is so fat. Thinking about Shen Xiaolangjun's mouth that likes to talk nonsense, Qi Shan can almost imagine how watery the content is.
Zhao Feng asked: "Don't you want to take a look?"
Qishan: "To be honest, I don't really want to."
He said he was disgusted, but he 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, 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, is there any Are there no bandits who are motivated by 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 the 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 message-carrying bluebird is related to the number of words.”
Chu Yao opened the letter and found a way to give Lin Feng science-related language spirits-in fact, there are many language spirits that can convey messages. , but Jade Bird Communication is more popular and cost-effective.
The distance is relatively far and the number of words is relatively large.
The most important thing 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 words. She couldn't help but murmured with envy: "The spirit of words is really magical...Teacher, I can talk to Lang Jun." Do you want to say a few words? Just a few words, I promise there won’t be many words!”
“You say.”
In addition to teaching, Chu Yao is very tolerant to Lin Feng and Tu Rong. and. 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, the blue bird has a clear heart."
Lin Feng watched the blue bird fluttering its wings with envy.
I look forward to the day when I can successfully unite my literary heart.
The next day, a shrill whistle sounded in the bandit camp.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up all!”
“Won’t you get up again? Be careful of my whip!”
The days are short and the nights are long in winter, but the sky is still dark at this moment Dimly. 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? ? ?
Haha——
If you don’t want to wake up now, then you will 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.
Spit out a whisper that is more terrifying than an evil ghost: "In ten breaths, there are still people who can't afford it, and everyone present can sleep forever."
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Me I feel like 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 two thousand words...
(End of this chapter)