Chen Tang was curious: "Is this the encrypted word spirit?"

[Looking from the horizontal, it becomes a peak, and it is different from the distance, height and height]

She has read it on Qi Shan's scroll. According to the notes, it should be used as a military formation for Yinren, which is extremely confusing. The focus of the whole song is in the first half of the sentence. If the opponent has little experience and cannot see the trick, he will talk about it if he is not careful, and LYB's favorite.

But the solution is simple.

The key point of breaking the formation lies in the second half of the sentence - not knowing the true face of Mount Lu, because it is in this mountain - if you react in time, just keep a distance, intersperse and detour, take into account your own head and tail, and do not be cut in half by your opponent, and you can see the true face of the army clearly.

In addition, there is a simpler method of panacea - using absolute force to kill the enemy through, and it can also break the formation.

Qi Shan looked solemn: "It seems."

Chen Tang asked again: "How to crack it?"

Who knew that Qi Shan asked back: "How could I know?"

He said this, but his eyes and expressions obviously did not mean this. Chen Tang was choked up by his question: "If Yuanliang doesn't know, it's even more impossible for me to know. We are just staring at me?"

It is impossible to stare at me without staring.

Qi Shan is not so boring either.

He just looked at Chen Tang silently, and the latter turned his eyes away.

After a long time, Chen Tang whispered quietly, and his voice sounded a little weak: "Yuanliang... Am I causing trouble..."

A silent atmosphere flows quietly indoors.

Qi Shan didn't say anything, so she couldn't help thinking too much - she really didn't expect that her luck would be so heartless, and that she would encounter such things when she went out to find a job to make money, and she didn't expect that the drawing paper given by the boss would hide secrets, and it was an extremely rare encrypted word spirit.

She thought about it with her toes and knew that she was being caught in an unknown trouble. Qi Shan was close to her and she was afraid that she would be unable to stay out of it.

But Qi Shan deliberately concealed something...

Not satisfied! (#￣￣￣#)

"Swish, can this be considered a trouble?"

Qi Shan raised his eyelids, and the words he spit out surprised Chen Tang. He changed his lazy past and his expression showed a little sharpness.

He slowly sorted out the drawing paper, leaving only the picture of the villain drawn by Chen Tang, and said with a sneer: "I knew that Xiaocheng was a muddy water and dared to come, so naturally I wouldn't be afraid of this little trouble. I'm not afraid of entering the game, but I'm afraid I can't even find the door to the game."

To put it bluntly, he is here to make trouble, not to be able to have a peaceful life, but Chen Tang's experience is exactly what he wants.

Chen Xiaolangjun is indeed amazing.

It was just the second day, and I gave him such a big surprise!

"Young pear, go to bed early and come and get the painting tomorrow."

Chen Tang looked at Qi Shan in a daze, and had no time to catch the corner of his leaving clothes. He opened his mouth for a while and didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he cursed.

"Damn!"

Is it amazing to know more?

＝“＝Convex!

Suddenly, it seemed like I had released all my strength.

Well, it's amazing to know a lot!

She leaned back and lay on the wooden floor. She opened her eyes and stared at the beams above her head, thinking in a daze.

Madam is unhappy!

The inexplicable heart fire rushed around in the chest and could not find the outlet. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, the more angry I became, and the cycle continued.

Finally, she exerted force on her waist and sat up suddenly.

I grabbed the picture of the villain and had no time to appreciate my proud work. I stared at the blank space of the drawing paper, closed my eyes and recalled what Qi Shan had done just now, and condensed my literary spirit in my palm. The moment the literary spirit touched the paper, the surrounding environment changed from clear to Mohu.

She felt her consciousness breaking into a very subtle "different space" - the world is lonely and the yin and yang are intertwined - just as she was about to escape from the ghost place, a chessboard suddenly lit up under her feet, and a figure of an unclear lake appeared in the distance.

Who is this person?

Chen Tang had just had this idea, and his body suddenly sank, his consciousness returned to his body, and the words of words appeared in front of him.

[Looking from the horizontal, it becomes a peak on the side]

"What does this mean..."

Chen Tang calmed down his mind and repeated again.

With mental preparation, when the chessboard appeared again, she looked at the black shadow calmly. With good eyesight, she could vaguely see that the black shadow was a tall and thin young man. At first glance, she looked similar to Qi Shan, but her temperament was a little more decadent than Qi Shan.

His appearance was hidden in the dark and he didn't say anything. Seeing Chen Tang appear, he just raised his right hand and waved his folding fan.

Chen Tang instantly tensed his nerves and was about to pull out the sword of the loving mother. Unexpectedly, a huge black disc condensed above the chessboard. With the movement of the young man, he fell down decisively with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, two majestic cities, one black and one white, rose on both sides of the chessboard. The two black and white pieces on the chessboard turned into thousands of small soldiers and fought endlessly. Judging from the situation on the chessboard, the battle obviously entered a white-hot stage and the winner was about to be decided.

Chen Tang: "..."

What should she do now?

After blinking blankly, Chen Tang tried to take a random step, and the young man on the opposite side followed suit. The chess piece fell to the ground and turned into a black villain to join the battle. The white villain on Chen Tang was cut and dispersed by the black villain cavalry, and turned into a group, isolated and helpless.

At this point, there is no need to say much about the result.

After a few breaths, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face switched back and forth between black, white, red and blue, and after a while, she endured the urge to lift the table.

She thought that the encrypted word spirit was really an encrypted word spirit. The two were like the relationship between a safe and a password. With the cracked word spirit, it could be cracked. Who knew that the encrypted word spirit was to encrypt one party to arrange troops and set up an endgame, and decrypt the other party to break the deadlock.

Chen Tang stared at the picture of the villain with his hands crossed his chest.

Almost glared out the flames of the paper.

If you don't have to do it once, do it again.

next door.

Qi Shan felt Chen Tang's literary spirit surge, and the brush he lifted paused, and the dripping ink stained a small ball on the paper.

After coming to his senses, he looked at the drawing paper, frowned slightly, and endured that he had not changed to a new paper, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He had painted secret pictures several times before, either straightforward or implicit, both men and women. Even if he hadn't started writing for a long time, he would find his former state soon, like a fish in water.

Until the pavilion boy rises eastward, the rooster crows.

Qi Shan stretched out, put away the dry secret picture, and prepared to hand it over to Chen Tang for the service. The person behind the scenes was also the drunkard's intention, and it didn't matter how he painted it. It was just as he opened the door and saw a familiar back.

"Mr. Chen?"

The person coming was Chen Tang.

Qishan asked again: "Do you get up so early today?"

Chen Tang turned around and said angrily: "Will Yuan Liang not know whether I have slept this night? Where is the painting?"

Qi Shan handed out the painting and said something without any brainstorm.

"The person who set up the formation is a good player."

If Chen Xiaolangjun is a half-baked man who has become a monk halfway through the journey, I wonder how many literary conspirators will cover their chests and vomit blood.

Chen Tang said, "Have you broken the formation?"

Qi Shan shook his head: "No."

Looking at the blue and black man Chen, I knew that last night was not good, and his anger was so strong that even Wen Xin was restless.

It is normal not to break it, so you don’t have to get angry like this.
Chapter completed!