Back Off, Let Me Come

Shen Tang looked at Zhai Le with a subtle look.

Zhai Le was stared at by her so unnaturally.

He stuttered: "Brother Shen, why are you looking at me like this?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Tang "kicked him down", looked at him from the soles of his feet to the top of his hair with half-smiling eyes, and asked: "Zhai Xiaofang, are you not good at it?"

The fair cheeks of the boy in black turned red.

After half a beat, he jumped up angrily and said angrily: "What can't be done? Why can't it be done? Why can't it be done? I can do it anywhere!"

Shen Tang said: "You can do it? If you can do it, why do you have to take someone with you wherever you go? Are you there to cheer you on?"

The boy in black was so angry that his neck was stained with a light blush, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Let's go, let's go! You and I are enough!"

But he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

Hopefully it was just an ordinary bandit den.

He can clean up anything of a normal scale by himself, not to mention that there is a drunken and crazy Brother Shen, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Shen Tang put his fingers to his lips and whistled.

He shouted with his fingers: "Motorcycle, come here!"

After three breaths, nothing happens.

The people watching were confused, and Shen Tang felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her voice and called out in a low voice: "Speed ​​and lightning, Universiade Motorcycle! Come out, my treasured motorcycle!"

at the same time--

In the backyard stable, Gong Shuwu was sitting shirtless on a wooden bench, holding a wooden brush in his hand, brushing a black horse that was half a head taller than him. This black horse is extremely handsome, with snow-white front hooves and shiny black body. Its mane and tail are silky and smooth.

It has a good temper and allows Gong Shuwu to bathe itself, and then braid its nearly 20-inch-long mane into beautiful patterns.

There is also a pair of snow-white horse armor at his feet.

Gong Shuwu looked at the war horse and sighed: "Old man..."

Before they finished speaking, everyone turned to look at the other side of the stable, where there was a snow-white mule that was shorter than the big black horse. The snow-white mule that was originally solid now became transparent at an extremely fast speed until it disappeared.

Gong Shuwu was puzzled.

"Why did Shen Wulang call the motorcycle away?"

When the motorcycle ran out of thin air, the onlookers exclaimed - they had heard that some people in the world could transform into tall horses, but they had never seen it before, but now it actually happened!

Not only the people were exclaimed, but also Zhai Le.

"Brother Shen, aren't you a literary scholar?"

As we all know, Wen Xin has no horse.

Only a brave warrior can transform a horse out of thin air. The higher the level of bravery, the better the war horse will be, and the better the horse armor will be, and the better the protection will be. Although this is a mule in front of me, except for its appearance, everything else is the same as a war horse.

Oh, it doesn't have horse armor.

Shen Tang didn't open his mouth to explain. He was as light as a flying star playing in the sea. He climbed on the back of the motorcycle, clamped his legs around his stomach, and shouted: "Drive!"

The motorcycle heard the command and moved in response. The gangsters who were strung together were unable to break free and were dragged forward staggeringly, wailing continuously.

Zhai Le ignored his curiosity and hurriedly urged Wu Dan to follow.

"Brother Shen, wait a moment!"

In my anxiety, I almost forgot which sentence Yan Ling was.

In Wu Dan Yan Ling, there are many words that turn into horses and each sentence has a specific purpose - for example, leaping on a horse with a spear, as the name suggests, is to prepare for war with a gun and armor. Whether it is a horse armor or a warrior's armor, it is formed at once and consumed. Large; for example, "Xinma Yourein" consumes less energy to transform into a horse. The horse has no armor and only has stirrups and saddles. It is suitable for simple short-distance slow travel.

and--

"Hard horses and strong soldiers!"

It's somewhere in between.

The horses are recharged, the weapons are sharpened and ready for use, and they are always on alert. If there is an enemy situation, they will quickly enter combat mode.

As soon as the spirit of the words fell, a horse with black jade and white feet and armor came from a distance against the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned from virtual to real.

The people watching were shocked and surprised, and subconsciously gave way to the horse, for fear of being hit by it. Zhai Le took two steps at a trot, stood on his tiptoes, raised his hand to grab the reins of the war horse, and with the help of the horse, he landed firmly on the horse's back, and suddenly accelerated in the direction of Shen Tang's retreat.

"Brother Shen, do you and I want to have a match?"

The war horse under Zhai Le's crotch is tall and strong, with a handsome appearance, and four long legs, which can accelerate and explode extremely. After a while, he caught up with Shen Tang, stopped steadily and changed to slow speed. He asked Shen Tang for a horse race, but was ruthlessly rejected: "No comparison."

"Why not compare?"

Running in small steps like this is very uncomfortable.

Moreover, he was too curious about Brother Shen’s mule.

Shen Tang said bluntly: "It's a bit cheeky for you to compare the speed of an excellent war horse with my motorcycle and a mule."

When marching and fighting, war horses are used to charge into battle, and even if mules can go to the battlefield, they are used to carry military supplies. Who would use mules to form a cavalry battalion? No one with a mine at home can withstand such a burning.

Zhai Le looked down at the horse and said, "But it wants to compare."

It is said that the energy required for the activities of the "living creatures" that are spiritualized is given by the maker, and to some extent they are connected with the maker. Zhai Le obviously felt that it was a guy who was eager to try, and wanted to spread his legs and compare with the snow-white mule beside him.

Shen Tang said coolly: "Let it hold in."

Zhai Le asked again: "Can't you hold it in?"

Shen Tang turned around and looked at the panting gangsters who were in a panic and were forced to trot to keep up. He said honestly: "It is true that I want to get rid of these 'evils' for Tian Xingdao, but if I agree to race with you, the two of them will How can the legs keep up with our four legs? After your horses have fun, they will only have a skeleton."

Zhai Le had no choice but to give up the idea and secretly sighed in his heart. Brother Shen was drunk in a unique way, and he still had reason and benevolence. If there was no contrast in advance and later, outsiders might not be able to tell that "he" was actually drunk.

"We are so grand. If the informants in the bandits' nest find out about it and are prepared in advance, what will happen?"

Shen Tang said: "Are you afraid? Attack with force!"

Zhai Le: "Strong attack?"

Why don't you bring a scribe with you? ? ?

Shen Tang said expressionlessly: "The enemy! Kill indiscriminately!"

Zhai Le: "..."

The two men were so grand and menacing that the city gate guards didn't even dare to check and just let them go. Shen Tang came to a remote grove by a familiar road. Zhai Le dismounted and led them away, and found three mutilated corpses lying at the destination that had been eaten by animals, surrounded by mosquitoes and flies, and infested with maggots. They didn't even have any protective clothing. They had no arms or legs. From the bones, they could barely determine that they were two men. one girl.

The cause of death was the same: he died from being crushed by someone's neck bone.

The smell of corpses assaulted his nostrils, even Zhai Le couldn't help but cover his nose, his eyebrows stained with sadness: "I don't know who killed them, cut them into pieces, and abandoned them here... Alas, the corpses were exposed in the wilderness and became food for jackals, birds and beasts... This The scene is really shocking..."

Shen Tang said: "Oh, I killed him."

Zhai Le: "..."

His face seemed to have "Brother Shen, you are teasing me" written on it.

Shen Tang frowned and thought, leaving the frightened gangster aside, walking around the three corpses, and said: "The three of them did nothing, so I will do justice to God. But I didn't expose their corpses in the wilderness. I dug a hole and buried it quite deep. Even if there was a flood, it might not be able to wash it out, and the body would be intact when buried. But look at the incisions on their limbs...it looks like..."

Zhai Le's face turned pale.

He said: "It looked like someone had chopped it with a blunt instrument."

Shen Tang tilted his head in confusion: "Did an enemy do it?"

Zhai Le shook his head, suppressing the nausea that shot straight into his throat.

A few gangsters didn't know what they thought of and vomited it out.

|ω｀) The part where the literary scholar couldn’t turn into a horse, I always felt like I was cursing...