Ms. High Risk Occupation
Chapter 131 "Lancheng Experience Record"
Chapter 131 "Lancheng Experience Record"
The frisbee under the feet suddenly became bigger and bigger and bigger, and it could carry four people in an instant.
Ning Zhao poured spiritual power into the frisbee, and the frisbee brother was still as powerful as before, and he flew into the sky with a whimper.
Xuanxiang and the Prophet tugged at each other's sleeves, hearing the wind passing by their ears, they both let out wow-wah.
Chu Yu was not the kind of person who would just stand by and watch, so it was absolutely impossible for him to watch Ning Zhao inject spiritual power into the frisbee by himself.
He waved his hand, took out an ink-stained writing brush from the storage bag, raised his hand to draw a few complicated patterns on the talisman paper, and pasted them on the Frisbee.
Frisbee flies more cheerfully.
This is the spirit-gathering talisman, and Ning Zhao silently withdrew her hand. She knew that in a short time, she would not need to take care of the matter of manipulating the Frisbee.
"Wow, so many birds!"
"Look, Prophet, Prophet, that little bird is so fat, it is fatter than other birds, and it seems that it can hardly fly when it lands at the end hahahahahahahaha!"
Xuan Xiang gradually got used to the speed of the frisbee, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the bird flying in front of him, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.
Fat Bird: Ga, are you polite?
Birds flew over Xuanxiang's head.
With a clack, Xuan Xiang felt a puddle of things slowly flowing down from his head, as if it was still emitting a steady stream of heat.
He tentatively reached out to touch it, and then let out a scream, "Ahhhhhhh, prophet, prophet, that bird has revenge on me!"
"It shit on my head!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
prophet:……
Seeing that the Prophet ignored him, Xuan Xiang looked sideways at Ning Zhao and Chu Yu, and burst into tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, that stinky bird shit on my head!"
"Hmph, if it flies over again, I will definitely pluck out all its fur and make it a shuttlecock kick!"
Fat Bird: Okay, I'll satisfy you.
Another snap.
Xuan Xiang felt that her head was getting warmer.
It was just one puddle of suspicious liquid just now, but now it has become two puddles.
He couldn't bear it this time, pointing to the birds flying in the sky that seemed to be showing off to him, and yelled: "Stinky bird, fat bird, you are so disgusting!"
"You must not fall into my hands, otherwise, or I will pull out all the feathers for you to make a shuttlecock, and then put you on the fire to roast, and eat it in one bite!"
There were still two puddles of suspicious liquid on his head, and his small face was wrinkled. Although he was speaking harshly, in the eyes of everyone, he had no deterrent effect at all.
Fat Bird felt his stomach and flew away regretfully.
Alas, there is not enough stock in my stomach this time.
Xuan Xiang looked at the bird, which looked like no one in sight, and flew away directly, and hurriedly jumped up again, "It flew away directly, flew away, flew away!"
The Prophet and Ning Zhao quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, "Come on, Xuan Xiang, let's clean up the dirt on his head first."
"What's the competition with a bird?"
While speaking, Ning Zhao had cast several cleansing spells on Xuan Xiang's head.
Xuan Xiang pursed her mouth, and was about to cry again.
His trip to Lancheng should have been wonderful, but it was all because of this stinky bird that ruined his trip to Lancheng!
No, you must write it down!
As soon as the two puddles of suspicious liquid on Xuanxiang's head disappeared, he fumbled for a notebook from the storage bag.
He was still muttering things like "stinky bird", "fat bird", "I'm so mad", Ning Zhao thought in his heart that such a small person would still hold grudges.
Xuan Xiang raised her head, looked at Ning Zhao, Chu Yu and the Prophet carefully, and said angrily, "I've decided, I want to write a travelogue!"
"I'll start writing today! It's called... It's called "Lancheng Experience Record"!"
"Maybe after many years, the travel notes written by me, Xuanxiang, will be as popular as those scripts in all cities of Zhongzhou."
Ning Zhao and Chu Yu nodded, and the Prophet silently shook his head and let out a long sigh.
Xuan Xiang didn't ignore the look on the prophet's face, he pursed his mouth, his two big eyes were filled with tears, it seemed that he was going to cry in a second.
"Prophet, stinky turtle spirit, why are you shaking your head!"
"Do you think I can't write a book that can sell well in every city in Zhongzhou?"
Prophet: I don't I don't I don't feel that way.
The prophet clicked his lips, shook his head and said, "Xiao Xuanxiang, no one knows you better than me."
"No one is more familiar with how the four characters 'halfway' are written than you."
He thought for a while, and continued: "A year ago, you took human form and said that you would practice hard and strive to become the overlord of Yuncheng. On the first day of hard training, you fell asleep while meditating."
"Six months ago, you accidentally ate a pastry in the world. You said it was delicious and you wanted to learn it. You sneaked to a certain family in the next village to learn how to improve your cooking skills. On the first day of learning to improve your cooking skills, you secretly tasted Hundreds of dishes, and one fish was left for each family, and the face was fat and round, and the fish in Hantian Pond was also caught. Learning to improve cooking skills also ended in failure."
Xuan Xiang pursed her lips, and quickly retorted, "That's me, I didn't give up on learning cooking, it's because there are no fish in Hantian Pond!"
The prophet glanced at him and didn't speak to him, and continued with what he just said: "Three months ago, you saw that human beings had all kinds of clothes and costumes, and you thought it was a very interesting thing, so you sneaked to the next mountain, Learn to weave with the spider spirit. The spider spirit is very serious in teaching, but you are good. On the first day of learning to weave, I trapped myself in the spider web. Now there are only fish bones left."
"Now, you said that you want to write travel notes, Xiao Xuanxiang, I'm curious, how long can you last this time? Half a day, or a day?"
Xuan Xiang's face turned red all of a sudden, he bit his lip, looked at the prophet firmly, and said, "Hmph! Smelly turtle, just wait!"
"This time, I insist on showing you!"
After Xuanxiang finished speaking, she took out a pen from the storage bag, took the notebook in her hand, and squatted down on the Frisbee with her back turned, writing stroke by stroke very seriously.
The Prophet laughed softly, but did not interrupt Xuan Xiang's movements.
【Lancheng experience record】
Xuan Xiang picked up the pen and wrote five large characters on the title page. When she opened the first page, she felt troubled.
Should the record of knowledge be written in the form of a diary, or should it be written in the form of a travelogue?
Should he write the date and the weather?
Xuan Xiang tilted her head and pondered for a while, but still couldn't figure out how to write it in that form.
Never mind.
He picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of text on the front page word by word.
[March [-], Zhongzhou sky, sunny]
Little lotus Chu Yu and I, as well as that old tortoise spirit prophet, went to Zhongzhou Lancheng together to find treasures in the secret realm!
But we got off to a bad start, we just set foot on Little Lotus' Frisbee, when a stinky bird pooped on my head twice, a full two times!
At that moment, I even thought about how to eat this fat bird, half steamed, half braised!
……
Hmph, the stinky tortoise even laughed at me, saying that I couldn't persist in writing travel notes.
Just wait and see, I, Xuan Xiang, have to prove my strength today!
Come, come, today Chapter 2**
(End of this chapter)
The frisbee under the feet suddenly became bigger and bigger and bigger, and it could carry four people in an instant.
Ning Zhao poured spiritual power into the frisbee, and the frisbee brother was still as powerful as before, and he flew into the sky with a whimper.
Xuanxiang and the Prophet tugged at each other's sleeves, hearing the wind passing by their ears, they both let out wow-wah.
Chu Yu was not the kind of person who would just stand by and watch, so it was absolutely impossible for him to watch Ning Zhao inject spiritual power into the frisbee by himself.
He waved his hand, took out an ink-stained writing brush from the storage bag, raised his hand to draw a few complicated patterns on the talisman paper, and pasted them on the Frisbee.
Frisbee flies more cheerfully.
This is the spirit-gathering talisman, and Ning Zhao silently withdrew her hand. She knew that in a short time, she would not need to take care of the matter of manipulating the Frisbee.
"Wow, so many birds!"
"Look, Prophet, Prophet, that little bird is so fat, it is fatter than other birds, and it seems that it can hardly fly when it lands at the end hahahahahahahaha!"
Xuan Xiang gradually got used to the speed of the frisbee, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the bird flying in front of him, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.
Fat Bird: Ga, are you polite?
Birds flew over Xuanxiang's head.
With a clack, Xuan Xiang felt a puddle of things slowly flowing down from his head, as if it was still emitting a steady stream of heat.
He tentatively reached out to touch it, and then let out a scream, "Ahhhhhhh, prophet, prophet, that bird has revenge on me!"
"It shit on my head!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
prophet:……
Seeing that the Prophet ignored him, Xuan Xiang looked sideways at Ning Zhao and Chu Yu, and burst into tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, that stinky bird shit on my head!"
"Hmph, if it flies over again, I will definitely pluck out all its fur and make it a shuttlecock kick!"
Fat Bird: Okay, I'll satisfy you.
Another snap.
Xuan Xiang felt that her head was getting warmer.
It was just one puddle of suspicious liquid just now, but now it has become two puddles.
He couldn't bear it this time, pointing to the birds flying in the sky that seemed to be showing off to him, and yelled: "Stinky bird, fat bird, you are so disgusting!"
"You must not fall into my hands, otherwise, or I will pull out all the feathers for you to make a shuttlecock, and then put you on the fire to roast, and eat it in one bite!"
There were still two puddles of suspicious liquid on his head, and his small face was wrinkled. Although he was speaking harshly, in the eyes of everyone, he had no deterrent effect at all.
Fat Bird felt his stomach and flew away regretfully.
Alas, there is not enough stock in my stomach this time.
Xuan Xiang looked at the bird, which looked like no one in sight, and flew away directly, and hurriedly jumped up again, "It flew away directly, flew away, flew away!"
The Prophet and Ning Zhao quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, "Come on, Xuan Xiang, let's clean up the dirt on his head first."
"What's the competition with a bird?"
While speaking, Ning Zhao had cast several cleansing spells on Xuan Xiang's head.
Xuan Xiang pursed her mouth, and was about to cry again.
His trip to Lancheng should have been wonderful, but it was all because of this stinky bird that ruined his trip to Lancheng!
No, you must write it down!
As soon as the two puddles of suspicious liquid on Xuanxiang's head disappeared, he fumbled for a notebook from the storage bag.
He was still muttering things like "stinky bird", "fat bird", "I'm so mad", Ning Zhao thought in his heart that such a small person would still hold grudges.
Xuan Xiang raised her head, looked at Ning Zhao, Chu Yu and the Prophet carefully, and said angrily, "I've decided, I want to write a travelogue!"
"I'll start writing today! It's called... It's called "Lancheng Experience Record"!"
"Maybe after many years, the travel notes written by me, Xuanxiang, will be as popular as those scripts in all cities of Zhongzhou."
Ning Zhao and Chu Yu nodded, and the Prophet silently shook his head and let out a long sigh.
Xuan Xiang didn't ignore the look on the prophet's face, he pursed his mouth, his two big eyes were filled with tears, it seemed that he was going to cry in a second.
"Prophet, stinky turtle spirit, why are you shaking your head!"
"Do you think I can't write a book that can sell well in every city in Zhongzhou?"
Prophet: I don't I don't I don't feel that way.
The prophet clicked his lips, shook his head and said, "Xiao Xuanxiang, no one knows you better than me."
"No one is more familiar with how the four characters 'halfway' are written than you."
He thought for a while, and continued: "A year ago, you took human form and said that you would practice hard and strive to become the overlord of Yuncheng. On the first day of hard training, you fell asleep while meditating."
"Six months ago, you accidentally ate a pastry in the world. You said it was delicious and you wanted to learn it. You sneaked to a certain family in the next village to learn how to improve your cooking skills. On the first day of learning to improve your cooking skills, you secretly tasted Hundreds of dishes, and one fish was left for each family, and the face was fat and round, and the fish in Hantian Pond was also caught. Learning to improve cooking skills also ended in failure."
Xuan Xiang pursed her lips, and quickly retorted, "That's me, I didn't give up on learning cooking, it's because there are no fish in Hantian Pond!"
The prophet glanced at him and didn't speak to him, and continued with what he just said: "Three months ago, you saw that human beings had all kinds of clothes and costumes, and you thought it was a very interesting thing, so you sneaked to the next mountain, Learn to weave with the spider spirit. The spider spirit is very serious in teaching, but you are good. On the first day of learning to weave, I trapped myself in the spider web. Now there are only fish bones left."
"Now, you said that you want to write travel notes, Xiao Xuanxiang, I'm curious, how long can you last this time? Half a day, or a day?"
Xuan Xiang's face turned red all of a sudden, he bit his lip, looked at the prophet firmly, and said, "Hmph! Smelly turtle, just wait!"
"This time, I insist on showing you!"
After Xuanxiang finished speaking, she took out a pen from the storage bag, took the notebook in her hand, and squatted down on the Frisbee with her back turned, writing stroke by stroke very seriously.
The Prophet laughed softly, but did not interrupt Xuan Xiang's movements.
【Lancheng experience record】
Xuan Xiang picked up the pen and wrote five large characters on the title page. When she opened the first page, she felt troubled.
Should the record of knowledge be written in the form of a diary, or should it be written in the form of a travelogue?
Should he write the date and the weather?
Xuan Xiang tilted her head and pondered for a while, but still couldn't figure out how to write it in that form.
Never mind.
He picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of text on the front page word by word.
[March [-], Zhongzhou sky, sunny]
Little lotus Chu Yu and I, as well as that old tortoise spirit prophet, went to Zhongzhou Lancheng together to find treasures in the secret realm!
But we got off to a bad start, we just set foot on Little Lotus' Frisbee, when a stinky bird pooped on my head twice, a full two times!
At that moment, I even thought about how to eat this fat bird, half steamed, half braised!
……
Hmph, the stinky tortoise even laughed at me, saying that I couldn't persist in writing travel notes.
Just wait and see, I, Xuan Xiang, have to prove my strength today!
Come, come, today Chapter 2**
(End of this chapter)
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