Nowadays, if you wanted to attract the attention of others by posting something on your WeChat Moments, what was the title? It had to be scary, and the pose had to be beautiful.
This message satisfied the two requirements mentioned above. Lu Tianyou curiously clicked on it.
Then, he saw a series of pictures.
In the pictures was the scene of a logistics company transporting cars. There were a total of nine trucks used to transport cars, and each truck had around five cars of various styles. The pictures were very clear, and it could be seen that these cars were all luxury cars.
However, the most eye-catching thing wasn't these thirty or so cars. Instead, three of the trucks had a flashy hand-guided tractor, a small excavator, and a sturdy bulldozer.
These three cars stood out from the rest of the fleet, and they were extremely dazzling.
In this WeChat Moments post, there was a simple introduction. These luxury cars were all bought by a mysterious person from the Jiangnan area. Among them was the hand-guided tractor, the excavator, and the bulldozer...
Lu Tianyou was dumbfounded. Then, he immediately thought of Song Shuhang's hand-guided tractor, as well as the dozens of Song Shuhang's' vehicle registration certificates' when it overturned.
"So he already found an investor." Lu Tianyou secretly sighed.
He reckoned that the hand-guided tractor and the various luxury cars were the experimental products that the investor gave to Song Shuhang and his friends to research and develop the technology.
Sure enough, knowledge was power, and technology was wealth!
Lu Tianyou secretly turned off his phone. It was better not to let his father know about this matter. Otherwise, Old Lu might get irritated and hide in his room, feeling depressed.
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Downstairs from Song Shuhang's house, there was a small bamboo forest. These were the ordinary water bamboos that Papa Song had gotten from the mountains. In the early years, Papa Song would come here every day to trim and take care of them.
But after his excitement died down, he left them to fend for themselves. Luckily, these water bamboos had a tenacious vitality, and they could grow very well even if no one took care of them.
"Which one should I choose?" Song Shuhang asked. He really wanted to see how Jouko Hagi would turn these ordinary bamboos into a 'defensive formation'.
"Let me see." Jouko Hagi closed her eyes. When she opened them, the color of her pupils became as bright as diamonds.
Is this a magical technique? Or was it Jouko Hagi's Eye Aperture innate skill? Or was it the ability of the two 'contact lenses' in her eyes?
Jouko Hagi looked at them for a while, then pointed at one of the bamboos and said, "This one, this bamboo contains the most powerful wood energy!"
Song Shuhang nodded. He raised his treasured saber Broken Tyrant and lightly chopped at the bamboo, cutting it in half.
"What do we do next?" Song Shuhang asked.
Jouko Hagi said, "Senior, give me your blade."
Song Shuhang handed over the treasured saber Broken Tyrant. This was the Moonsaber Sect's treasured saber. Ever since it had followed Song Shuhang, it had chopped onions and chopped bamboo. It could be said that it had experienced the life of a kitchen knife.
Jouko Hagi took the Broken Tyrant saber and wielded it as if it was flying.
With a few swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh, saber light flashed. Soon, the branches of the bamboo were shaved off and cut into bamboo slices. These bamboo slices were about the size of bamboo slips from ancient times.
Soon after, Jouko Hagi's pupils changed again. She picked out twenty bamboo slices from the many bamboo slices.
"Alright, these twenty should be enough for us." Jouko Hagi said with satisfaction, "Let's go, we'll go back to the room and set up the formation."
Song Shuhang took a broom and swept the remnants of the bamboo to a corner.
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… …
After returning to the room, Jouko Hagi took out the demonic beast brush and a special ink mixed with medicinal ingredients. She began to write Runes on the bamboo slices.
"Oh right, do you need me to leave?" Song Shuhang asked.
In the cultivation world, no matter if it was cultivation techniques or Dao techniques, they were all highly secretive. Secretly learning cultivation techniques or Dao techniques was a huge taboo.
"No need, Senior. This defensive formation is something I modified from a very ordinary defensive formation. It can't be considered a high level item. You don't need to leave. "Jouko Hagi answered.
After she said that, Song Shuhang shamelessly stayed on the side and watched her draw the Runes. He didn't want to steal it, he was just curious and wanted to know how the defensive formation was made!
When Jouko Hagi was writing the Runes, Song Shuhang could see that the tip of the brush glowed faintly with every stroke. She was circulating her true qi and fusing it with the special ink to write the Runes. Every time she wrote a word, the tip of the brush was like a knife, directly engraving the character on the bamboo slices. The special ink was also fused with the bamboo slices.
This principle was probably the same as when he used the Lightning Palm, he used his qi and blood to draw the 'Lightning Talisman' on his palm. The special ink could carry the power of true qi and fuse it with the wood element aura in the bamboo slices to form a defensive formation.
After all, the defensive formation was different from the Lightning Palm. It needed a 'lasting' power, and it also needed to maintain the true qi in the 'Runes' so that it wouldn't dissipate too quickly due to time.
There were a total of more than two hundred Runes, forming a small essay. The twenty bamboo slices were filled to the brim, forming a roll of bamboo slices.
"Done!" Jouko Hagi blew on the bamboo slices with satisfaction.
The ink on it was glowing with fluorescent light. It was extremely beautiful and looked like a work of art.
"It's done?" Song Shuhang asked. He really wanted to see more.
"Yes, just activate it at the end. But Senior, the power on the bamboo slices can only maintain the formation for about two days. In these two days, you have to think of a way to move Venerable White to another place, "Jouko Hagi answered.
Song Shuhang immediately let out a sigh of relief, "Two days is enough. By that time, Venerable White will have finished his closed-door training."
— — As long as Senior White didn't close her eyes and suddenly felt: Oh my, today's weather is so good, it feels very suitable for closed-door training. Then, if she suddenly wanted to close her eyes for a year … then there would be no problem!
"Then I'll activate it!" Yu Rou Zhi raised her two index fingers in front of her chest. She silently chanted an incantation and lightly shouted, "Bamboo Slices Formation, activate!"
Following her shout, the bamboo slices spread out on the table were pulled by a force. They automatically floated in front of Jouko Hagi and lined up one by one. Every bamboo slices had light connecting them together. It was very beautiful.
"Go!" Jouko Hagi pointed at Venerable White who was lying on the bed.
The bamboo slices spread out and formed a circle, covering General White's entire body.
"Good. With this, even if Senior White inadvertently reveals some 'illusory reality', it won't affect the people outside the formation." Jouko Hagi clapped her hands and said.
Song Shuhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Jouko Hagi. You've really helped me a lot this time."
"Hehe, you're welcome, Senior." Jouko Hagi smiled and squinted her eyes.
* * * * *
Time passed quickly, and it was already noon.
The dishes for lunch today were very sumptuous. It was even more sumptuous than when Old Lu visited yesterday.
"Shuhang, quickly bring Jouko Hagi out for lunch," Mama Song called out.
After Song Shuhang brought Jouko Hagi out, the whole family sat down.
"Eh? That friend of yours hasn't woken up yet? "Mama Song slightly frowned and asked.
"He's awake, but he's still a bit muddle-headed. Let's wait for him to freshen up and come out for lunch! "Song Shuhang said with a smile.
Mama Song nodded and focused her attention on Jouko Hagi … after all, compared to Song Bai, Jouko Hagi was more worthy of Mama Song's attention.
After lunch, Song Shuhang quickly gobbled up the food. He looked like a starving man who hadn't eaten for a few days!
In less than thirty seconds, he had already finished his meal.
"Mom, I'm going to call my friend out for lunch," Song Shuhang called out.
"How come you're eating so fast?" Mama Song opened her eyes wide — he was eating so fast that the little girl was left alone at the dining table. What was the meaning of this?
Luckily, Jouko Hagi had chatted with Mama Song for a long time in the morning. Therefore, after Song Shuhang left, she didn't look embarrassed.
Song Shuhang quickly rushed back to his room.
After a while.
Venerable White came out of his room with a calm look on his face.
His long hair was hanging loosely on his back, and his face was as beautiful as a painting. He looked like an immortal that had come out of a painting.
"Uncle, Auntie. I just woke up. Sorry for bothering you these days. "The man named 'Song Bai' came to the dining room and said with an embarrassed smile.
Papa Song laughed and said, "It's alright. Since you're Song Shuhang's friend, just treat this place as your own home."
Mama Song immediately got up and gave 'Song Bai' a bowl of rice, "Don't be shy. Where's Song Shuhang?"
"Thank you, Auntie. Song Shuhang just returned to his room. Hehehe. "Song Bai took the bowl and smiled — but his smile was a bit dry.
On the side, Jouko Hagi lowered her head. She wanted to laugh but was trying her best to hold it back.
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Finally, the meal was over.
Zhao Yaya helped Mama Song clean up the dishes in the kitchen. Song Bai and Jouko Hagi returned to Song Shuhang's room.
As soon as they returned to the room, Jouko Hagi lied on the edge of the bed and laughed out loud.
On the bed, Venerable White was still happily meditating.
Behind him, 'Song Bai' took off a brooch-like thing from his chest. The illusion on his body dispersed, revealing Song Shuhang's appearance.
After laughing for a while, Jouko Hagi raised her head and imitated Song Shuhang's posture and tone. "Thank you, Auntie! Song Shuhang just returned to his room. Hehehe … Song Qianbei, how does it feel to call your mother 'Auntie' in front of her? "
Song Shuhang: "…"
* * * * *
At the same time, in the luxurious compartment of the train.
Gao Mou was lying on the seat with a silly look on his face. His petite girlfriend, Yayi, was nestled in his arms and had fallen asleep.
"Why are you here?!" Gao Mou lowered his voice and said while gritting his teeth.
Beside him, there was a mixed-race couple.
The one that Gao Mou didn't want to acknowledge as his childhood sweetheart — — Zhuge Yue.
And the one that he wanted to break up with the most — — Zhuge Zhongyang.
"Hehehe, do you think you can escape from me just by changing your phone number? You're too naive, Gao Mou! "Zhuge Yue laughed proudly.
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