Chapter 200: This tofu is eaten and eaten, and I get used to it
"Uh-" Song Yunwu was uncomfortable.
The words "little" were like a knife, piercing her heart precisely.
Scattering beans into soldiers, this is actually one of the Taoist techniques she yearns for the most. A handful of beans are sprinkled out, and thousands of troops can be summoned by chanting a spell, which is similar to the Monkey King in Journey to the West who plucked his roots and blew out thousands of monkeys and monkeys.
In short, one word: handsome.
However, the bean-scattering soldiers of the Song family are all life-size Taoist soldiers, and their combat effectiveness may not be strong, but at least they look very stylish.
And what about her? The potatoes that were finally drummed up into a soldier, although they were far stronger than ordinary Taoist soldiers in terms of number and use, but the appearance was her eternal heart knot.
Potato Dao soldiers have hands and feet, eyes, noses and mouths, but these organs are all grown on a shredded potato, and there is no way to have anything to do with the words "handsome" and "majestic".
She tried many ways to change this, and it seemed that her crooked skill could only summon a crooked Dao soldier.
Looking at the little short legs running around and chattering all over the ground, Song Yunwu felt so tired: "I don't have any muscles, this is not beautiful at all." ”
Ximen Qing came over to her at this time and said, "Chartered wife, I think you should reflect on whether there is something wrong with your aesthetics, how can a girl be obsessed with muscles all day long?" Look at these Minions, how cute and likable, why can't you give them some love? In some sense, you give them life, even their mother. ”
"What is love? How to love? Song Yunwu asked her directly, "Without muscles, how can you let me love?" They're all going to be my demons. ”
Ximen Qing had a pained expression: "Just tell you to usually watch less E and other things, muscles and muscles, your head is full of muscles, you will break if you go on like this." ”
"Hmph, you don't understand the beauty of muscles." Song Yunwu shook her head and didn't listen to her persuasion. Muscles are justice anyway.
Ximen Qing looked at his thin arms and legs, although this body can blow up hundreds of terminators with one punch, but because it is a zombie physique, there will be no change in this life.
She doesn't have even a gram of fat or muscle, so she can't change the muscles that the charter wife likes.
What a sad story.
This woman, what she likes is not good, but she likes muscles.
Song Yunwu ignored Ximen's feelings, pinched the seal and began to order the potato soldiers: "Go find someone for me, the gender is limited to women, and the age is limited to 14 to 16 years old......"
After the details analyzed by Ximen were set, Song Yunwu shouted the word "go", and the Taoist soldiers scattered in all directions.
Don't look at them all with short legs, but the jumping power is as high as 5 meters, the strength is much greater than that of an adult, and the intelligence level is enough to complete some simple tasks such as monitoring and searching, which can be understood as a low-profile version of Ant-Man.
Among all the bean-sprinkling techniques of the Song family, Song Yunwu's single combat power, intelligence level, quantity, and manipulation range of the potato dao soldiers far surpass others, and they are simply BUG-level existences.
It's a pity that the appearance is too cute and doesn't meet Song Yunwu's aesthetics, so she is generally reluctant to use this Taoist technique.
This time she was in a hurry to send Emperor Xue back to China, otherwise she might rather go to the street one by one to find it than use this.
Qin Yuyao was about to go back to the room to paint, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of a potato Daoist soldier in the corner.
The Taoist soldiers should have gone out to find someone, why did this one still exist? She couldn't help but walk over curiously
As a result, when I got closer, it turned out that this Taoist soldier had fallen and was lying there crying. Qin Yuyao will come to clean this corner two or three times a week, it is very clean, there is nothing, and it is rare that this can also fall on the ground.
Qin Yuyao squatted down and stopped it with one hand, and the index finger of one hand pulled the Dao soldier into the palm of his hand, and then held it up.
"Don't cry, don't cry," she touched Daobing's shredded potato head with her fingers, and said gently, "I'll blow it for you." ”
As he spoke, he blew on the little red short leg of the Dao soldier, and the latter really stopped crying, and called "ah jia ah jia" in his mouth, and he didn't know what it meant.
"Hehehe," Qin Yuyao thought it was cute, so she touched it again, "It would be nice if I could also do Taoism, I really want to raise one." ”
Ximen Qing happened to be behind her at this time, and she originally planned to secretly attack her chest from behind, but when she heard her words, she couldn't help but complain: "Ru Yao, I've seen snakes, spiders, and lizards, and I've never heard of anyone raising a shredded potato, your head was really broken by electricity last time, right?" ”
"No," Qin Yuyao retorted, "I just think it's cute, don't I?" ”
As she spoke, she handed the little Taoist soldier to Ximen Qing.
Ximen Qing sniffed closely, and then looked disgusted: "I can't say it's cute or not, but I know that this thing must be unpalatable, after all, it came out of the hands of the charter wife." ”
"Why eat it, it's so cute!" Qin Yuyao hurriedly put her hand back, the little dao soldier in her hand was probably frightened by Ximen Qing, and began to cry again.
Qin Yuyao comforted it for a while before it stopped crying, and then put it on the ground: "Go, go and complete the task." ”
The little roadman got up awkwardly, then jumped to his feet, climbed over the three-meter-high fence and went out.
Qin Yuyao looked back at Ximen Qing, and the hand that the latter had just stretched out immediately retracted. She didn't bother to complain, anyway, she got used to eating this tofu: "Sister Ximen, aren't you playing games in your room?" Why did you come down before you got to dinner? ”
"Hey, I'm angry when I talk about this," Simon said depressedly, "I don't know what's going on today.,Playing games can always match a guy called'Big Dark Sky'.,That thing is really a god pit.,I can't bring it with my super god 1V5.,Later, I changed the game.,It turned out to be the same ID.,Obviously the equipment is so advanced but it's still a pit to death.,Damn,I bet 5 cents These two are definitely the same person.。 ”
"Huh." Qin Yuyao smiled. Anyway, she doesn't know much about the game: "By the way, the mobile game of "Dragon Babu" is about to be launched, right? ”
"That's right, just next week," Ximen Qing nodded, "I've already asked Xiao Liang and Huiyuan to help me make the MV of "The Difficult Sutra", I have so many fans at Station B, it's a blood loss if I don't take the opportunity to generate a wave." ”
"Is the game fun?"
“…… Didn't I just say it, fun is fun, but when I hit a god pit, I was going to vomit blood. ”