Step Down, Let Me Come!

Chapter 120: 120 Being pushed by a pig [asking for monthly votes]

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Shen Tang gritted his teeth, and his back molars creaked.

She had good reason to suspect that Qishan did it on purpose.

Didn't remind her!!!

Thinking of those pancakes, green plums, maltose, jars of wine... every piece, every piece, every grain, every jar, my efficiency was extremely slow and my mouth was dry even though I was reading them.

For example, she worked hard to draw posters, drawing one identical poster after another, and was about to complete the client's task, but someone asked her why she didn't go to the printing shop to make a few copies -

Damn, this thing can actually make copies

Then what was she working so hard for before? ?

I could only swallow the blood and teeth.

but-

Shen Tang took out his little notebook and wrote down this account!

She didn't try to hide her emotions, so Qi Shan naturally wouldn't miss the word "grudge" written on Shen Tang's face, and couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Tang: “…”

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

This guy is definitely looking down on me.

She became more and more angry and was about to win over Zhai Le, her "ally", but she saw that the latter was distracted, with a look of curiosity and confusion. It was not until she waved her hand in front of his eyes several times that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"What is Xiaofang thinking about? Why is she so focused?"

"I was thinking about that word spirit."

Shen Tang's hairs were about to explode, and he expressed his resistance strongly: "Stop, stop, stop - I can't stand hearing that word now."

Zhai Le: "Aren't you curious?"

Shen Tang had a strong desire to survive: "Curiosity kills the cat!"

"I am very curious. How powerful is that word spirit that can drain the Danfu's literary energy in an instant and even affect the literary mind? If I remember correctly, Brother Shen only read out the first four words, 'An De Guang Xia'. Compared with the whole word spirit, these four words are not very important. What will it look like if it can be successfully activated?"

Shen Tang shook his head like a rattle.

She is not curious at all, not at all!

These four words, which account for a small proportion of the total text, have drained away all the literary energy. If she finishes the whole sentence, she will lose several lives!

Qishan did have some guesses.

"Even though Mr. Zhai is experienced, can't he guess it?"

"There are tens of thousands of Word Spirits, each one is different. Even those famous Word Spirit masters dare not say that they can guess the function of an unfamiliar Word Spirit." Zhai Le smiled shyly and said, "If we only understand it literally, perhaps it is a defensive military formation Word Spirit? For example, using civil and military energy to build military defenses to resist invading enemies?"

Qishan: “…”

Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with this assumption.

But Mr. Shen is not normal.

It cannot be measured by common sense.

Even the most normal words became strange in the hands of Shen Xiaolangjun, such as "Zhouyuan is lush and plump, and violets are as sweet as candy", "painting cakes to satisfy hunger", "looking at plums to quench thirst"... What about this sentence "I wish I had thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy"

Qishan is more inclined to believe that there really is a house rising from the ground!

If so, it is only natural that the literary spirit is drained away—

Millions of mansions provide shelter to the poor people all over the world, how magnificent and grand!

This house cannot be a shoddy construction. It must be a good house that has passed the highest acceptance standards and is "as stable as a mountain in the face of wind and rain"!

Qishan felt that he could give some advice to Shen Tang—

Don’t even think about “tens of millions of rooms”, set a small goal first.

How about a small room

Maybe there is a chance of success.

The three of them, leading two eye-catching black-faced men, arrived at their destination. Compared to the outside, it was much more lively here.

Listening to the vendors' shouting and bargaining, Shen Tang felt that this scene was absurd and funny, but he was one of them. Just as he was distracted, Qi Shan had already started chatting with a vendor. He wanted to buy young and strong people, the younger the better.

The age should preferably be between fifteen and twenty.

The vendor's eyes lit up when he heard this.

You should know that men of this age group are the most valuable. They are young and strong, and can work in the fields after being bought. Their value is second only to women in their twenties. Qishan wants quite a few. If the deal can be concluded, all the goods pulled out this time can be sold smoothly.

Men of this age are valuable, but they can also eat.

If you raise it for a few more days, you will lose a few more days of “feed money”.

He wanted to be ruthless and cut back on the produce, but if he was too hungry, he would become emaciated and wouldn't be able to sell the produce.

Seeing the three people dressed neatly and respectably, the vendor smiled even more deeply. He enthusiastically welcomed the big customer aside, ready to use all his skills to get more money from Qishan!

Zhai Le knew how to enjoy himself, using his big black pig as a small stool. He sat on the pig's back and walked back and forth slowly. Shen Tang was bored at the moment, and his literary energy had not yet recovered. He was lazy and had no energy. He leaned against the pillar and yawned.

Little did they know that there was a pair of malicious eyes in the dark waiting for the opportunity to strike - it was the black-faced man with a saddle on his back, reins around his neck, and a saddlebag on his hips!

Shen Tang yawned again, feeling sleepy.

Zhai Le rode on the pig and played: "Brother Shen, this is the 21st one. If you are really that sleepy, how about finding a place to rest?"

Shen Tang forced himself to cheer up a bit.

"Count my yawns, you are so boring."

Zhai Le said: "Because there is nothing to do..."

He wanted to suggest Shen Tang to drink a glass of wine to sober up, but considering that Mr. Qishan was not far away, he would be in trouble if he was caught, so he had to give up the idea. As he felt sleepy, the energy that Shen Tang had just regained was completely gone.

Muttered: "I'll take a nap. Yuanliang will come and call me."

He leaned against the pillar and squinted his eyes.

And Black-faced Man is also waiting for this opportunity.

Sudden-

It suddenly jumped up and used its nose to nudge Shen Tang's calf!

Shen Tang: “???”

The sudden force made her lose her balance and she fell to the ground, her sleepiness completely gone. When she opened her eyes, she saw the big black pig doing a beautiful extreme turn - it pushed her forward and left her with a round and perky pig butt.

Black-faced Man seized the opportunity and all four pig trotters exploded at the same time.

Be prepared to lead the way with your sturdy body!

When you meet a god, you bump into him; when you meet a Buddha, you kick him!

The people on the path were so frightened that they dodged to the sides, fearing that they would be knocked away by the big black pig - they really wanted the big black pig's body, but once the black pig was free, its rampage could kill people!

Zhai Le, who was teasing the pig, was shocked.

He was just about to gather his bow and arrow to shoot the pig to death to prevent it from hurting anyone, when he saw someone suddenly blocking the path of the pig, not dodging or avoiding it!

A majestic posture as if ready to confront the big black pig head-on.

He was a very burly, dark-skinned man with messy long hair tied up casually with straw. He was about the same height as Gong Shuwu, but his shoulders and back were broader, his arms were muscular, and his chest was so bulging with muscles that even his loose clothes could not completely hide it.

He stood in front of the black pig, tucked his shirt into his belt, and kept his feet firmly on the ground, with his center of gravity slightly lowered. The muscles of his tight and thick calves exposed outside his tattered trouser legs were tense, ready to go!

All this happened in a flash.

The black pig rushed forward with unstoppable force!