First of all, I'm going to practice my ability to control the painting spirit. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After thinking about it, Zhuo Wen looked intently at the big mosquito standing on the table, and read a word in his mouth: "Left." ”

After a few moments, I saw this big mosquito proudly open its little thin legs and turn to the left.

"Right. The sound fell, and the mosquito turned and crawled to the right.

"Hand hand. "The mosquito lifts its forefoot.

"Squat. "Mosquitoes crouch down.

"Stand up. "The mosquito stood up.

"Take a break, stand still, crawl forward. "The mosquitoes did it one by one.

"Okay, now give me a Michael Jackson beatit. ”

"Diao Min, kneel down for me, wahaha..."

Hearing Zhuo Wen's words, the mosquitoes were a little embarrassed, are you playing with me? Can you not be so aggressive with a mosquito? Have you considered the feelings of mosquitoes? It's really too much to bully mosquitoes, this mosquito can't bird you!

"Huh, why don't you kneel down for me?" Seeing the mosquito standing still, Zhuo Wen scratched his head, and then suddenly said: "Oh, I remember, the mosquito's physical strength is not very good, it is said that it has been flying all its life, and it almost does not crawl, maybe I have too many physical instructions to it, and its physical strength is not good." ”

"Now that I know how to operate my limbs, let's try to control my flying abilities. Zhuo Wen nodded, mosquitoes are flying animals after all, and the air is its domain, but because of this, it is difficult, after all, people can't fly (except for artistic conception), Zhuo Wen has no flying experience at all, so everything can only be explored by himself!

"Fly for me. As soon as Zhuo Wen's mind moved, the big mosquito suddenly slammed his toes, and his wings began to gradually accelerate, slowly volleying into the air.

"It's successful, it seems that as long as you give an order, the painting spirit will automatically complete its own task, which is also convenient, I thought that the mind should always launch the command of 'flapping wings', which is much easier. Zhuo Wen smiled with satisfaction and began to control the big mosquito to turn and fly in the air.

One will go up and down, one will glide and one will take off, the left three laps and the right three laps roll back and forth, dive, retreat, sharp turn, sudden acceleration and deceleration, and become more and more skillful, Zhuo Wen only feels that he can do whatever he wants, and the feeling of this thought is almost more enjoyable than playing ******** in his previous life.

With the wanton flight of mosquitoes, there was a sudden "buzzing" sound in the air, in fact, this is not the cry of mosquitoes, but the sound of its wings flapping, it is said that the number of flapping of mosquitoes per second when flying is close to 300 to 600 times, because the speed is too fast to vibrate the air to produce sound, due to the volume, this big mosquito does not need such a high frequency to shake its wings, so the sound is more inclined to the timbre of flapping wings.

Zhuo Wen was just playing, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, hey! No, now is not the time to play! I still have something to do! Zhuo Wen patted his head and smiled bitterly, it was really a plaything that lost his mind! Hurriedly walked out of the door, and the big mosquito retracted its wings, resting gracefully on Zhuo Wen's shoulders like a bird.

I don't know if the mosquito deliberately or Zhuo Wen is not skillful in control, when the mosquito fell, the long and sharp mouthparts suddenly pierced his body, and Zhuo Wen called his mother in pain, as if the "Flood Girl" upper body: "Are you my natal painting spirit or my life-killing painting spirit?"

The big mosquito raised his mouthparts, and his face was tilted to the side, as if this said, 'Human beings are really troublesome', faintly, Zhuo Wen seemed to be able to see a trace of disdain in it, and couldn't help but hurt, Nima, I have lived two people in my life, and I was talented I didn't expect to be looked down upon by a mosquito today?

"You are the first natal spirit I draw, and you may have many younger siblings in the future, so for easy identification, I will give you a name. In order to test the conjecture in his heart, Zhuo Wen pretended to ask casually, but he didn't expect the big mosquito to nod...

Nod... Nodding his head, he actually nodded? Zhuo Wen promised that he didn't give it an order to nod, but this mosquito actually nodded on its own! What does this mean? Could it be that it is not conscious? Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be surprised, he actually drew a painting spirit with self-consciousness? No, doesn't it mean that only the painting spirit that has entered the soul realm is self-conscious? What is the situation?

"You... Can you understand me?" Zhuo Wen tried to communicate again, but he didn't know if the big mosquito was pretending, his face was cold, and he didn't even say it anymore, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"Hmm... Okay, in the future, I will call you Mosquito Da, and in the future, your younger brothers and sisters will be called Mosquito 2, Mosquito 3, Mosquito 4 in turn......" Zhuo Wen muttered, but he didn't expect that the big mosquito stopped doing it at this time, and actually raised his forefoot and shook his head, as if to say, "No, I refuse." In the same way, Zhuo Wen suddenly looked confused with bold and oblique underlining: "Then what do you want?"

At this time, I saw a big mosquito fall from Zhuo Wen's shoulder, and wrote the word "handsome" on the ground with a crooked mouthpiece, Zhuo Wen was taken aback, Nima, this is not just human nature, it is simply a refinement, what did I draw?

Zhuo Wen was speechless for a moment, and scratched his head: "Are you handsome... In this way, you will be called 'Long Aotian' in the future, how about it?"

"Buzz..."The big mosquito flew back to Zhuo Wen's shoulder, dancing on all fours, and seemed to be very excited, it seemed that he liked the name.

"Khan, I'll take you out of the back mountain for a walk now, you can show me your ability. ”

Nodding silently, the big mosquito agreed, seeing this situation, Zhuo Wen suddenly cried and laughed, and learned that his first natal painting spirit could communicate with him, and he didn't know whether to be surprised, and suddenly thought of telling it to dance Jackson's beatit and kneel down just now, it didn't do it, where is this physical strength, it is obviously arrogantly resisting himself?

Nima, who said that the painting spirit will completely obey the master's orders? Come out to me and promise not to beat you.

One person and one mosquito came to the remote back mountain, this is a quiet place with mountains and waters, and there is no one around, Zhuo Wen is not worried that his communication with Long Aotian will attract the attention of others.

They were hiding in a bush, and suddenly saw a tiger passing by, Zhuo Wen stretched out his hand and ordered: "Go to Long Aotian, kill it." ”

Long Aotian raised his forefoot and shook his head, as if to say, "No, I refuse" as before.

"I'm grass, you're a painting spirit afraid of a hammer, even if you die, I can still draw you, and you're a second-level painting spirit, can't you even beat an ordinary tiger?" Zhuo Wen said well, once you draw the natal painting spirit, it will inhabit its own inner world, the next time you paint, as long as you think about it in your heart, you can summon it, as long as the master does not die, the natal painting spirit can be resurrected infinitely, which is equivalent to an immortal body.

The big mosquito still shook his head, saying nothing, Zhuo Wen suddenly hid his face and was speechless, the general painting spirit, there is no fear at all, the master said that it will be on it, even if it is suicide, he will not frown, but now this guy actually knows how to compare each other's strength and refuse to react in the future? You are too high-energy, right?

Although Zhuo Wen knew that if he made up his mind to forcibly order Long Aotian to control it, Zhuo Wen was a little unbearable.

"Hey, I knew I would have drawn a stronger mosquito out. Zhuo Wen couldn't help sighing, at that time, because it was just the idea of testing, so he didn't dare to paint too much, and again, if the level of the painting spirit he painted was too high, he was afraid of being rewarded by the painting, so he casually drew a second-level painting spirit out, but he didn't expect it to be afraid of war!?

seemed to feel the disappointment of the master, at this time, I saw Long Aotian rubbing Zhuo Wen with his mouthparts, pointing in a direction with his forefoot, Zhuo Wen looked at it casually, and knew the reason, it turned out that it was not Long Aotian who was afraid of fighting, but a group of wolves lurking in the shadows not far away, it seemed that they wanted to attack this tiger.

Seeing this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but suddenly think, if Fang Cai rushed out on his side, I am afraid that it would alarm them, Long Aotian is easy to deal with a tiger, but it is difficult to deal with a group of wolves, and to protect Zhuo Wen, even if Zhuo Wen can use Huiwei, but the number of wolves is too much, and he can't do it all.

I didn't expect Long Aotian to have such an IQ, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this caution is not lost to an adult, compared to it, as the master, he is a little more frizzy?