"I heard that your little genius has come up with strange things again?" asked a small melon-like vendor at a hotel in Redstone as he checked out.

"What a strange thing, that's called invention, do you know invention? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense," the boss scolded with a smile, obviously very familiar with this peddler, "My leather boy said, it's called bagpipes, and he pestered me to get one for him this morning, and ran to the fountain to let it go, no, you listen, there is a voice in the sky." ”

The dwarf winter melon listened attentively, listened for a long time, and heard nothing.

Mr. Merchant, who thought he had good hearing, deeply suspected that the person opposite had auditory hallucinations, but of course he would not be uninteresting, so he smiled and said, "Yes, I heard it, it's similar to the sound of the organ, right?"

The same chubby shopkeeper looked disdainful, and waved his fat hand: "I have nothing to say to you, a deaf man, get out, don't forget to bring me some more next time." ”

Similar chatter about different scenes has permeated Redstone from yesterday to today, and it's pretty much become a routine.

Their little genius, oh, is the little wizard who I heard is only thirteen years old, and in the past two months, it has been really news. In their senses, there were more strange things going on in Redstone in the past two months than in a hundred years. I don't need to list them all, it's all over the place anyway.

Some of them have seen the little genius from afar, and many more have not seen it. However, whether he has seen it or not, this little genius has really changed a lot of things in Redstone Town.

Let's take the inn just now, for example.

First of all, the signature dish of the hotel has been changed, and three of the four signature dishes are now invented by a small genius, just that, Mr. Boss is still not satisfied, and always feels that the remaining dish is not satisfied, and is thinking about when to clean it up.

Secondly, in the past, after dinner, the lingering vendors and mercenaries would gather in the lobby to tell some gossip, what soft eggs were kicked by horses, what people who went turtle Yun made a small fortune, but now they don't talk about this, there are special speakers to talk about Journey to the West and Sun Wukong.

Who is still impatient to listen to the old ones

Some vendors were supposed to open the road in two or three days, but because they couldn't walk after hearing Journey to the West, they stayed for seven or eight days, or even ten days, until they couldn't delay it any longer, so they reluctantly left.

This is a person who has something to do, as for those who are more idle, or even specially take their children and grandchildren out to hang out, it is terrible, and they stay in the town for a month or two, and it is not nothing.

The fat boss knew a person, this person lived in the shop that killed a thousand knives opposite, and he was about to leave two months ago, but the result was ...... As a result, I'm still in Redstone.

Why?

It's not just to wait for the end of a Journey to the West

That's true, why didn't he talk about Sun Dasheng when he was a little genius? What happened to Sun Dasheng? Not to mention, the fat boss himself was also itching in his heart. The little genius said that the Journey to the West has been finished, but it is not clear that there is a Mongolian person?

It's just.

Fang Tiantong, a little genius who has been talked about and complained about by many people, naturally doesn't know this, of course, even if he knows, he won't pay attention to anything. In fact, in his feelings, he really didn't mess around.

You say, what did he do?

Nothing was done

It's all the fault of these natives who are rare and weird.

Mr. Fang Tian, who was calm and calm, and Mr. Sharjah, who was even more calm and calm, were outside the square on the edge of the compound at this time, watching the warblers and geese dancing in the entire square.

Yes, the warbler flies and the geese dance.

It's not difficult to make a kite at all, and it's even more so that Redstone Town is a town with mercenaries as the main body, take some bamboo sticks or something to tie a shelf, you say, isn't that much easier than eating?

Besides, not to mention those children, even those adults, many of them are full of food and have nothing to do. If Fang Tian hadn't talked about Yang Xiaoshoe a few days ago, and told Comrade Yang Xiaoshou's waterfall cultivation, now Anderson and the others would also be one of those who have nothing to do.

Fang Tian counted slightly, and at this time, there were more than two hundred kites flying in and near the square. These kites are different in size, color, and shape, and many of them are decorated with whistles that make different sounds, and some of the kites make piercing screams in the sky, and the owners of the kites not only think it is strange, but laugh proudly.

There was a sudden commotion on the north side of the square. Fang Tian turned around and looked, and when he found out the reason for the commotion, he was quite surprised in his heart. ,

I made a kite yesterday, and it was the next day, and it was morning.

And in just one day, Fang Tian was surprised to find that someone had already made a big kite.

That's right, big kites.

The kind that is twenty meters long.

How do you want to fly such a big kite?

Fang Tian became curious, but after a while, when he noticed that the wind element over there was starting to become active, he shook his head and smiled. Damn, this is no longer the original world, not to mention a kite that is only 20 meters, even a hundred meters can be put up on flat ground.

Sure enough, after about twenty minutes of tossing, the big kite over there finally lifted off smoothly.

It's really windy.

The large kite formed a larger projection on the fountain square, because the kite changed its orientation from time to time. In fact, even if there was no projection, the eyes of the entire square would have been attracted long ago.

Xiao Qiqi and a few other little dolls who were flying small kites near Fang Tian were so anxious that they jumped to their feet - the limelight was overshadowed by others.

However, after jumping for a while, these little dolls' original kites were no longer released, and they all stuffed the kite strings into Fang Tian's hands, and they all ran towards that side, and after a while, Fang Tian pulled seven or eight strings in his hands.

Fang Tian looked up at the big kite, sensing the wind force above through the guò element, and estimating the pull force of the big kite, and when the result was roughly estimated, Fang Tian smiled at the corner of his mouth.

There's a good show to watch

Indeed, a very sensational show.

The kite flying is a strong man with five big and three thick, similar to Batu of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, in short, he is more like a wild boar and a violent bear than a man. The guy was smirking and smirking with a few teammates and a large group of little guys on the ground, but suddenly he stumbled, and before he could wake up, he was carried off the ground by the big kite.

The crowd exclaimed, and following the direction of the kite, the crowd split up in a passage.

And this involuntary pilot, in this passage, staggered or off the ground, or tiptoed the ground, and glided for about 20 meters at a high speed.

Wow

There was a real bang in the square at this moment, and at that moment, hundreds of thousands of people erupted in an uproar, almost trying to lift that big kite away.

The big man became at a loss from the pride just now, and he looked very frightened, I don't know if he felt the pull on it getting bigger and bigger or what, and after a while, the people in the whole square heard an extremely frightened shout: "Stick, ball, big hair, Ermao, hurry up and pull me to the sky."

Of course, the ball in his mouth was definitely not the kind in Fang Tian's previous life.

Obviously, this pilot is inexperienced, and the director has lost a lot of points at this historic moment.

In fact, Fang Tian could understand this kind of panic - in the eyes of these natives, who knew if this strange thing would pull people all the way to the sky and never get down again.

Eating his shout, the big man and little doll who followed him also shouted and screamed, some pulled his shirt, some pulled his thighs, and some hugged his feet, dragging him alive, and finally dragged him to the ground.

"What should I do?"

"What's going on?"

"Looking for a Little Genius"

"What about the little genius?"

In the square, there was another roar. There are quite a few similar questions and answers. After only ten breaths, Fang Tian felt a large circle vacant around him, completely empty between him and the man flying the kite a few hundred meters away.

At this moment, our Fang Tian Shaoxia is really what a thousand people are pointing at, and ten thousand eyes are gathered.

They are all openly and secretly recognized as little geniuses, of course Fang Tiantong's shoes can't be disappointed, and with a small wind spell, he raised his voice over there: "Replace the person and tie a heavier small bench to it." ”

Little genius, little genius is really not just talking

As soon as this instruction came out here, the other side responded. Dozens of small benches were handed over by the onlookers.

In times of crisis like this (as the natives present believe), there are always heroes who appear. A mage-like man exerted his composure, and quickly pulled down the frightened bear-like strong man and replaced him with a small bench.

Then, in full view of the public, the kite first made a melodious whirl, and then, with a twist of direction, flew in the direction of due west and slightly south, at an angle of about fifteen degrees above the ground.

"Ahh

"Behold, look, it's really flying"

At this moment, the big kite in the sky became the absolute protagonist, pulling the eyes of everyone present and the footsteps of the vast majority of people. Yes, first the group of people flying the kite, then the group of people who were nearby who had just handed the bench, and then the spectators in the square, all of whom followed the kite, walking or running westward. ,

"Little friend?" Sharjah, who was two or three steps away, turned his head and asked Fang Tian inquiringly.

"It's fine. ”

"Brother, will that bagpipe fly to the sky, will it fly to the gods?" asked little Ivy, who had been slightly silent beside Fang Tian since the incident of that day.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fang Tian even saw that Sharjah had similar questions, and was looking forward to his answer.

Alas, poor native, even if you are a magician, you are still native.