Chapter 264 Bamboo Slip Formation

These days, if you want to attract everyone’s attention when posting content on WeChat Moments, the title must be deceptive and the posture must be beautiful.

This message satisfied the above two points, and Lu Tianyou clicked in curiously.

Then he saw several pictures in a row.

The picture shows a logistics company transporting cars. There are nine trucks used to transport cars, and each truck contains 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 eye-catching thing is not these thirty cars. Instead, there were three trucks among them, a windy walking tractor, a small excavator, and a thick bulldozer.

These three cars stand out among the transportation fleet, which is very eye-catching.

This Moments message also briefly introduced that these luxury cars were all purchased at one time by a mysterious person from the Jiangnan area. Among them, including the walking tractor, excavator and bulldozer...

Lu Tianyou was stunned, and immediately remembered Song Shuhang's walking tractor and the dozens of Song Shuhang's 'vehicle driving licenses' when it overturned.

"It turns out that we have already secured investment." Lu Tianyou sighed secretly.

It is estimated that... whether it is a walking tractor or a variety of luxury cars, they should be experimental products used by investors to develop technology for Song Shuhang and his friends, right?

Sure enough, knowledge is power, and technology is wealth.

Lu Tianyou secretly turned off his cell phone. It would be better not to let his father know about this, otherwise Lao Lu might be stimulated again and hide in the room alone and quietly feel depressed.

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Downstairs of Song Shuhang's house, there is a small bamboo forest. It is an ordinary water bamboo that Song's father got from the mountain. In the early years, Song's father would come over every day to prune and take care of it on a whim.

But then the excitement wore off. Just leave them to fend for themselves. Fortunately, these water bamboos are tenacious and can grow well even if no one cares about them.

"Which one to choose?" Song Shuhang asked. He wanted to see how Soft Yu made these ordinary bamboos into a 'defensive formation'.

"I'll look for it." Yu Rouzi closed her eyes, and then when she opened them, the color of her pupils turned into a structure as bright as diamonds.

Is this a spell? Or is it Yu Rouzi’s ‘eye aperture talent’? Or is it the ability of the two 'contact lenses' in her eyes?

After Yurouzi looked at it for a while.

Pointing to one of the bamboos that was growing happily, he said: "Let's take it. The wood power contained in this bamboo is the most powerful!"

Song Shuhang nodded, raised his sword, Ba Shaishi, and lightly slashed at the bamboo, cutting it off.

"What to do next?" Song Shuhang asked.

Yu Rouzi said: "Senior, give me the sword."

Song Shuhang handed over the treasured sword Ba Shaishi - the treasured sword of the Yue Sword Sect. Since following Song Shuhang, he has been chopping onions and bamboos, which can be regarded as experiencing the life of a kitchen knife.

Yu Rouzi took over the Ba Broken Sword and wielded it like flying.

Brush a few times. The sword flashed. Soon, the branches of the bamboo were shaved off and cut into pieces. The size of these bamboo pieces is the same as that of ancient bamboo slips.

Then, Yu Rouzi's pupils changed again, and she picked out twenty bamboo strips among the many bamboo slips.

"Okay, these twenty items are almost enough for us." Yurouzi said with satisfaction: "Let's go back to the room to set up the formation."

Song Shuhang took a broom and swept the remaining bamboos on the ground to the corner.

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After returning to the room. Yurouzi took out the monster brush and took out a special ink mixed with medicinal materials. Start writing runes on the bamboo strips.

"By the way, do you need me to avoid it?" Song Shuhang asked aloud.

In the world of cultivation, whether it is martial arts or Taoist techniques, they are all things that require a high degree of confidentiality. Secretly learning exercises and Taoism is a big taboo.

"No, senior. This defensive formation was created by me after adapting a very common defensive formation. It's not something advanced. There's no need to take any precautions." Yurouzi replied.

She said this. Song Shuhang shamelessly stayed aside and watched her carve the runes - he didn't want to steal her skills, he was just curious and wanted to know how the defensive formation was made!

When Rouzi Yu was writing runes, Song Shuhang could see a faint light flickering from the tip of her pen every time she wrote. That's her running Qi. Fusion of special ink to write runes. Every time he writes a word, the tip of the pen is like a knife, and the characters are carved directly on the bamboo slips, and the special ink is also integrated into the bamboo slips.

This principle should be the same as when he used the 'Thunder Palm', he used the power of Qi and blood to draw the 'Thunder Talisman' on his palm. And that special ink can carry the power of true energy, fuse with the wood attribute breath in the bamboo strips, and form a defensive formation.

After all, the defensive formation is different from the 'Thunder Palm'. What it requires is 'lasting' power, and it is also necessary to keep the true energy in the 'runes' from losing too quickly due to time.

There are more than two hundred runes in total, forming a small article, which can be filled up on twenty bamboo strips, forming a scroll of bamboo slips.

"Done!" Yu Rouzi blew on the bamboo slip with satisfaction.

Every ink mark on it is shining with fluorescent light, so beautiful that it looks like a work of art.

"Okay?" Song Shuhang asked, he was really not satisfied with what he saw.

"Well, just activate it in the end. But senior, the power on the bamboo slips can only maintain the formation for about two days. During these two days, you have to find a way to transfer Venerable White to other places." Yu Rouzi replied.

Song Shuhang immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Two days are enough. By then Venerable White will have finished his retreat."

——As long as Senior Bai doesn't shut himself up, he suddenly feels: Ouch, the weather is so nice today, it always feels like a good time for retreat. Then, if you suddenly plan to retreat for a year... that will be no problem!

"Then I'll activate it!" Yurou raised her two index fingers in front of her chest, silently recited a mantra in her mouth, and shouted softly: "Bamboo Slip Formation, get up!"

Following her soft drink, the bamboo slips spread out on the table were pulled by a force and floated in front of Yu Rouzi, swinging them up one by one. There is light between each bamboo strip connecting them together, which is very beautiful.

"Go!" Yurouzi pointed at Venerable White lying on the bed.

The bamboo slips spread out and formed a circle, covering General Bai's entire body in the bamboo slips.

"Okay, in this way, even if Senior Bai accidentally reveals some 'real illusions', it will not affect people outside the bamboo slip array." Yurouzi clapped her hands.

Song Shuhang finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Soft Yu, you are really helpful for coming here."

"Hehe, you're welcome, senior." Yu Rouzi smiled and narrowed her eyes.

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Time passed quickly, and soon it was noon.

The dishes at noon today are extraordinarily rich, much richer than yesterday when Lao Lu came as a guest.

"Shuhang, take Rouzi Yu out for dinner quickly." Mother Song called.

After Song Shuhang brought Yu Rouzi out, the family sat down at the table.

"Huh? Your friend hasn't gotten up yet?" Song's mother frowned slightly and asked.

"He's up, but he's still a little confused when he got up, so take it slow. Wait for him to wash up and come out to eat!" Song Shuhang said with a smile.

Mother Song nodded, and then focused her attention on Soft Yu... After all, compared to that man Song Bai, Soft Yu deserved Mother Song's attention more.

After eating, Song Shuhang quickly picked up the food, his posture was like a hungry man who had been hungry for several days!

In only thirty seconds at most, he had finished his meal.

"Mom, I've eaten. I'm going to ask my friends to come out for dinner." Song Shuhang called.

"Why are you eating so fast?" Song's mother glared - what's the point of eating so fast and leaving the little girl alone at the dinner table?

Fortunately, Rouzi Yu chatted with Song's mother for a long time in the morning, so she was not embarrassed after Song Shuhang left.

Song Shuhang quickly rushed back to the room.

After a while.

Venerable Bai came out of the room with a calm expression.

His long hair was disheveled and his face was as handsome as a painting, just like the immortal in the painting. There seemed to be a touch of tiredness on his face.

"Uncle, auntie. I'm sorry that I just woke up and have disturbed you a lot these days." The man named 'Song Bai' came to the dining room and said with an embarrassed smile.

Song's father laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, it won't bother you. Since you are Shuhang's friend, just treat this place as your own home."

Mother Song immediately stood up and gave Song Bai a bowl of rice: "Don't be restrained, where is that boy Song Shuhang?"

"Thank you, auntie. Shuhang just returned to his room and had something to do. Hahaha." Song Bai took the job and said with a smile - but this smile was a little dry.

Next to her, Rouzi Yu buried her head, looking like she wanted to laugh but was trying to hold it back.

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Finally finished the meal.

Zhao Yaya helped Song's mother go into the kitchen to clean up the dishes, and Song Bai and Yu Rouzi returned to Song Shuhang's room.

As soon as she returned to the room, Yurouzi lay on the bed and laughed loudly.

On the bed, Venerable Bai was still in seclusion happily.

Behind him, 'Song Bai' took off a brooch-like thing from his chest, and the illusion on his body dispersed, revealing Song Shuhang's appearance.

After Yurouzi laughed for a while, she raised her head and imitated Song Shuhang's posture and tone when he took over the job: "Thank you, auntie! Shuhang just returned to his room to have something to do. Hehehehe...Senior Song, call his mother in front of his face. How does it feel to be ‘Auntie’?”

Song Shuhang: "..."

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At this moment, on the other side, in the luxury compartment of the train.

Gao Moumou was lying on the seat with a silly look on his face. His petite girlfriend Meiyi was nestled in his arms and fell asleep.

"Why are you here!" Gao Moumou lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.

Beside him were a pair of mixed-race children.

The childhood sweetheart that Gao Moumou least wants to admit - Zhuge Yue.

And the best friend he wants to break up with most - Zhuge Zhongyang.

"Hehehe, do you think you can escape from my grasp by changing your mobile phone number? You are so naive, Gao Moumou!" Zhuge Yue said with a proud smile.

Zhuge Zhongyang on the side said: "Come on, Gao Moumou. I have prepared air tickets to the East China Sea for you and your classmates!" (To be continued.)

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