Shen Tang was curious: "Is this the Encrypted Word Spirit?" Shen Tang was curious: "This is the Encrypted Word Spirit?" [Viewed horizontally as a ridge and on the side as a peak, with different heights from near to far] She had read it on the scroll of praying for good deeds. According to the notes, From the looks of it, it should be a military formation spirit that is used to intimidate people. It is extremely deceptive.
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 way 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.
In addition, there is a simpler and more effective method - using absolute force to kill the enemy and break the formation.
Qi Shan looked solemn: "It seems so." Shen Tang asked again: "How to crack it?" Unexpectedly, Qi Shan asked back: "How do I know?" He said this, but his eyes and expressions did not mean it.
Shen Tang choked up at his question and said, "Yuan Liang doesn't know, and it's even more impossible for me to know. How can we just stare at each other?" It's impossible to stare at each other.
Qishan is not so boring. He just looked at Shen Tang silently. For a long time, Shen Tang whispered in a low voice, which sounded a little hollow: "Yuanliang...Am I in trouble..." A silent atmosphere flowed quietly in the room.
Qishan didn't say anything, so she couldn't help but think more - she really didn't expect that there would be secrets hidden on the drawing paper, or an extremely rare encrypted spirit. No matter what was hidden, it was an indisputable fact that Shen Tang was involved in unknown trouble.
Qishan was so close to her that it would be difficult to stay out of the situation. However, Qi Shan deliberately concealed something...
"Tsk, can this be considered a trouble?" Qi Shan raised his eyelids, but the words that came out of his mouth surprised Shen Tang. He changed from his usual laziness, and his expression showed a bit of sharpness.
I saw him slowly tidying up the drawing papers, leaving only the little figure drawing by Shen Tang.
"I had known that Xiaocheng was a mess and yet I dared to come here. Naturally, I wouldn't be afraid of this little trouble. If I'm not afraid of joining the bureau, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to find the bureau's door." To put it bluntly, he's here for trouble, not for years. Jing Hao, Shen Tang's encounter played into his own hands.
"Youli, go to bed early and come pick up the painting tomorrow." Shen Tang looked at Qi Shan blankly and only had time to catch the corner of his clothes as he left. He opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing what to say.
After a long time, she opened her mouth to curse.
"Gan!" Suddenly she seemed to have lost all her strength. She leaned back and lay on the wooden floor. She opened her eyes and stared at the beam above her head, wondering what she was thinking.
The madam is unhappy, and the inexplicable anger is running rampant in her chest, and she can't find an outlet. The more she thinks about it, the angrier she gets, the angrier she becomes, and the more angry she becomes, and the cycle repeats.
Finally, she used her waist to sit up suddenly. He grabbed the picture of the little man and didn't have time to appreciate his masterpiece. He stared at the blank space on the paper. He closed his eyes and recalled what Qi Shancai had done before, condensing his literary spirit in the palm of his hand.
The moment the literary style touches the paper, the surrounding environment changes from clear to blurry. She felt as if her consciousness had broken into a very wonderful place.
"Alien space" - the world is silent and extremely dark - just when she was about to escape and leave, a horizontal chessboard suddenly lit up under her feet, and a vague figure appeared in the distance.
Who is this person? As soon as Shen Tang had this idea, her body suddenly sank, and her consciousness returned to her body. She saw the words reflected on the drawing paper.
[Viewed from the side as a ridge and as a peak from the side]
"What does this mean..." Shen Tang calmed down and repeated again. With mental preparation, when the chessboard appeared again, she calmly looked at the black shadow.
Thanks to his good eyesight, he could vaguely see the dark figure of a tall, slim young man. At first glance, the figure looks somewhat 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. When he saw 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 Loving Mother Sword. Unexpectedly, a huge black disk condensed on top of the chessboard. Following the young man's movements,
There was a "pop" sound and it fell crisply. Immediately after the shouts of killing broke out, the words black and white on the chessboard turned into thousands of villains.
Two cities, one black and one white, rise on both sides of the chessboard. Thousands of black and white villains are fighting fiercely against each other. The fighting has obviously reached a fierce stage.
Shen Tang: "..." What should she do now? Blinking in confusion, Shen Tang took a random step, followed closely by the young man opposite.
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 results are needless to say. After a few breaths, Shen Tang suddenly opened his eyes, his face switching back and forth between black, white, red and green, and it took him a while 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 energy. He paused when he picked up the brush, and the dripping ink smudged into a small ball on the paper.
After 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 a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Qi Shan has painted secret dramas several times before, for both men and women, depending on the customer's requirements. Even if I haven't written for a long time and my hand is a bit shabby, I will soon regain my previous state and feel like a fish in water.
Until the eyes of the pavilion rise in the east and the rooster crows. Qi Shan stretched out, put away the secret play picture he had drawn, and prepared to hand it over 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 drew it, he could submit it casually - —He just opened the door and saw a group of familiar figures.
"Mr. Shen Xiaolang?" The person coming was none other than Shen Tang. Qi Shan asked again: "You got up so early today?" Shen Tang turned around when he heard the noise and said angrily: "Can Yuan Liang not know if I slept that night? Where is the painting?" Qi Shan handed over the painting. , said something without thinking.
"The one who set up the formation is a good hand." If Shen Xiaolangjun, a half-time monk who had become a monk, could break the formation, I don't know how many clever conspirators would cover their chests and vomit blood.
Shen Tang said, "Did you break the formation?" Qi Shan shook his head: "No."
