These days, the content of the circle of friends wants to attract everyone's attention. The title must be bluffing, and the posture must be beautiful.
This news satisfies the above two points, and Lu Tianyou clicked in curiously.
Then he saw several pictures in a row.
The picture shows the scene when the logistics company transports cars. There are nine trucks used to transport cars, and each truck has about five cars of various styles. The pictures are very clear, and you can see that these cars are all luxury cars.
But the most conspicuous is not the more than 30 cars. Instead, there were three trucks, a walking tractor, a small excavator, and a thick bulldozer.
These three vehicles stand out among the transport fleet, which is extremely dazzling.
The news from the circle of friends also briefly introduced that these luxury cars were all one-time purchases by a mysterious person in the south of the Yangtze River. Among them, including the walking tractor, excavator and bulldozer...
Lu Tianyou was stunned for a while, and immediately remembered Song Shuhang's walk-behind tractor, and dozens of Song Shuhang's 'vehicle licenses' when it overturned.
"It turns out that the investment has already been pulled." Lu Tianyou sighed secretly.
It is estimated... whether it is a walk-behind tractor or a luxury car of various styles, it should be an experimental product used by the investor to develop technology for Song Shuhang and his friends, right
Sure enough, knowledge is power, and technology is wealth.
Lu Tianyou closed the phone secretly, it is better not to let his father know about this matter, otherwise Lao Lu may be stimulated again and hide in the room and quietly depressed.
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Downstairs of Song Shuhang's house, there is a small bamboo forest, which is the ordinary water bamboo that Song's father got down from the mountain. In the early years, Dad Song came here every day for trimming and nursing on a whim.
But later, when the excitement passed, they left them to fend for themselves. Fortunately, these water bamboos have tenacious vitality, and even if no one takes care of them, they can still grow well.
"Which one to choose?" Song Shuhang asked. He wanted to see how Soft Yuzi made these ordinary bamboos into a 'defense formation'.
"I'll look for it." Soft Feather closed her eyes, and when she opened them, the color of her pupils turned into a structure as bright as a diamond.
Is this magic? Or Soft Feather's 'eye orifice talent'? Or the power of those two 'contact lens' lenses in her eyes
After looking at it for a while, Soft Feather pointed to one of the bamboos that was growing satisfactorily and said, "Let's just say it, this bamboo contains the most powerful wood-type power!"
Song Shuhang nodded, picked up the treasured sword, Tyrant Broken, and gently chopped the bamboo, and it was cut off.
"What should I do next?" Song Shuhang asked.
Soft Feather said, "Senior, give me the knife."
Song Shuhang handed over the Treasure Sabre Tyrant Broken - this treasured sword of the Moon Sword Sect, since he followed Song Shuhang, he has chopped green onions and bamboos, which can be regarded as an experience of the life of a kitchen knife.
Soft Feather took over the tyrant's broken knife and carried the knife like a fly.
After a few swipes, the knife light flashed. Soon, the bamboo was shaved and cut into sections. The size of these bamboo pieces is the same as the size of bamboo slips in ancient times.
Afterwards, Soft Feather's pupils changed again, and twenty bamboo strips were picked out from among the many bamboo slips.
"Okay, these twenty are almost enough for us." Soft Feather said with satisfaction: "Let's go, let's go back to the room to set up the formation."
Song Shuhang took the broom and swept the bamboo residue on the ground to the corner.
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After returning to the room, Soft Feather took out the monster beast brush, and then took out a special ink mixed with medicinal materials, and began to write runes on the bamboo strips.
"By the way, do you need me to avoid it?" Song Shuhang asked aloud.
In the world of comprehension, whether it is cultivation techniques or Taoism, they are all things that need to be kept highly confidential. Stealing exercises and Taoism is a big taboo.
"No, senior. This defensive formation was made by me after adapting a very ordinary defensive formation. It is not a high-level thing. There is no need to avoid leisure." Soft Feather replied.
When she said this, Song Shuhang stood cheekily on the side and watched her paint the runes—he didn't want to steal the teacher, he was just curious, and wanted to know how the defensive formation was made!
When Soft Feather was writing runes, Song Shuhang could see that every time she wrote, the tip of the pen had a faint light flickering. It is she who is running the infuriating spirit and fuses the special ink to write the runes. Every time a character is written, the tip of the pen is like a knife, directly engraving the characters on the bamboo slips, and the special ink is also integrated into the bamboo slices.
This principle should be the same as when he used the 'Palm Thunder', using the power of qi and blood to draw the 'Lightning Talisman' on the palm. And that special ink can carry the power of infuriating qi, and integrate the wood attribute aura in the bamboo strips to form a defensive formation.
After all, the defensive formation is different from 'Palm Thunder', it needs 'persistent' power, and it is also necessary to keep the infuriating energy in the 'rune' from being lost too quickly due to time.
There are more than 200 runes in total, which constitute a small article, and the twenty bamboo strips are exactly filled to form a scroll of bamboo slips.
"It's done!" Soft Feather blew on the bamboo slip with satisfaction.
Each of the ink marks on it glowed with fluorescent light, which was so beautiful that it looked like a work of art.
"Okay?" Song Shuhang asked, and he really didn't know what to do.
"Well, it's enough to activate it in the end. But senior, the power on the bamboo slip can only maintain the formation for about two days. You have to find a way to transfer Venerable White to another place within these two days." Soft Feather replied.
Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief: "Two days is enough, Venerable White will have finished his retreat by then."
- As long as Senior White doesn't close and close, he suddenly feels: Ouch, the weather is so good today, I always feel that it is very suitable for retreat. Then, if you suddenly plan to retreat for another year... no problem!
"Then I'll activate it!" Yurou raised two index fingers in front of her chest, chanted a mantra silently in her mouth, and said softly, "Bamboo Slip Formation, get up!"
With her soft drink, the bamboo slips spread out on the table were pulled by a force, and they floated in front of Soft Feather and swung up one by one. There is light between each bamboo strip to connect them together, which is very beautiful.
"Go!" Soft Feather pointed at Venerable White lying on the bed.
The bamboo slips spread out and turned into a circle, covering Bai Jiang's entire body in the bamboo slips.
"Okay, in this way, even if Senior White accidentally reveals a little 'real illusion', it won't affect the people outside the bamboo slip formation." Soft Feather clapped her hands.
Song Shuhang finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Soft Feather, you've really helped a lot."
"Hehe, senior, you're welcome." Soft Feather smiled and narrowed her eyes.
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Time passed quickly, and soon it was noon.
The dishes at lunch today were extraordinarily rich, much more abundant than when Lao Lu came to be a guest at noon yesterday.
"Shuhang, bring Soft Feather out for dinner soon." Song Mama called out.
After Song Shuhang brought Soft Feather out, the family sat down.
"Huh? Your friend hasn't gotten up yet?" Song Mama asked with a slight frown.
"I got up, but he was still a little confused when he just got up, so he has to take it slow. After he has finished grooming, he will come out to eat!" Song Shuhang laughed.
Mama Song nodded, and then focused her attention on Soft Feather... After all, compared to Song Bai, Soft Feather deserves Mama Song's attention.
After dinner, Song Shuhang quickly picked up the food, his posture was like a hungry man who had been hungry for several days!
In more than thirty seconds at most, he had already finished his meal.
"Mom, I've eaten. I'm going to invite my friends out for dinner." Song Shuhang called out.
"How do you eat so fast?" Song's mother stared at her - what does it mean to eat so fast and leave the little girl alone at the dinner table
Fortunately, Soft Feather had a long chat with Mother Song in the morning. After Song Shuhang left, she would not be embarrassed.
Song Shuhang quickly rushed back to the room.
After a while.
Venerable White with a calm expression came out of the room.
He has long hair and a picturesque appearance, just like the fairy in the painting, and there seems to be a faint tiredness on his face.
"Uncle, auntie. I'm sorry I just woke up. I have disturbed a lot these days." The man named 'Song Bai' came to the dining room and smiled embarrassedly.
Dad Song laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, it's not in the way. Since it's Shuhang's friend, it's better to treat this as his home."
Mother Song got up again and gave 'Song Bai' a bowl of rice: "Don't be restrained, what about that kid Song Shuhang?"
"Thank you Auntie, Shuhang has something to do when he just returned to his room. Hahaha." Song Bai took over his job and smiled - that's why his smile was a little dry.
Soft Feather buried her head next to her, looking like she wanted to laugh and was trying her best to hold back.
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It's hard to finish the meal.
Zhao Yaya helped Song's mother into the kitchen to clean up the dishes, and Song Bai and Soft Yuko returned to Song Shuhang's room.
After returning to the room, Soft Feather lay on the edge of the bed and laughed out loud.
On the bed, Venerable White was still in serene retreat.
Behind him, 'Song Bai' took off a brooch-shaped thing on his chest, and the illusion on his body spread out, showing Song Shuhang's appearance.
After laughing for a while, Soft Feather raised his head and imitated Song Shuhang's attitude and tone of voice when he just took over his job: "Thank you, Auntie! Shuhang has something to do when he just returned to the room. How does Auntie' feel?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
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At this moment, on the other side, in the luxury warehouse of the motor car.
Gao Moumou was lying on the seat with a stupid face, and his petite girlfriend, Yayi, was snuggled in his arms, and she had already fallen asleep.
"Why are you here!" Gao Moumou lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.
Beside him are a pair of mixed-race children.
The childhood sweetheart that Gao Moumou does not wish to admit - Zhuge Yue.
And his best friend, Zhuge Zhongyang, whom he most wanted to break up with.
"Hehehe, do you think you can escape from my palm by changing your mobile number? It's too naive, Gao Moumou!" Zhuge Yue smiled proudly.
Zhuge Zhongyang on the side said: "Come on, Gao Moumou. I have prepared the plane tickets to the East China Sea for you and your classmates!"