37 Small roots and big tools

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date="2020-12-29"

title="37 Small roots and big tools "

weight="114903"

series = ["Bird Dude Nie Bufan"]

mode = "manual"

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After the appearance of the monkey, Nie Bufan checked the picked eggs again and found two more fertilized eggs. It is about these days that are in the estrus period, and the chickens are full of energy. Soon after, Jiwo Village will again Usher in a new wave of chickens.

Nie Bufan happily took two eggs into his arms, no matter whether it was a bad guy or not, he just thought about what species would appear after the shell was broken.

To this end, he deliberately got up early, ready to pack, and then led a bunch of panicking chickens, ready to go to the mountains and forests to implement the egg incubation plan.

Before leaving the house, Zhang Junshi saw him and asked to follow him. Then Li Yi also appeared out of nowhere, and then Li Huai, Si Chenyu, and Shen Muran all followed.

Nie Bufant was not happy that the sacred and inviolable things like hatching eggs need to be carried out when there is no one around. They will follow the calculations. However, due to the large number of people on the other side, he knows that he can't beat him. The boss reluctantly accepts reality.

The spring in the mountains and forests is full of vitality, and the breeze is refreshing, which is refreshing.

"Waiting for idle knowledge to get to the east, there is always spring." Shen Muran couldn't help being poetic.

"Returning to the fortune in one breath, grace contains all things deep." Si Chenyu also groaned.

Shen Muran said, "When we have a picnic, it's better to have a poetry meeting"

"Good attention." Si Chenyu folded his fans and asked Xiang Li family brothers and Zhang Junshi, "What do you think?"

Li Huai smiled and agreed.

Li Yi and Zhang Junshi also nodded noncommittal, and then looked at Nie Bufan together. Everyone here knew that Nie Bufan was "unlearning and skillless" and chanting poetry and writing against him.

Nie Bufan had a smile on his face, as if there was no dissatisfaction.

After walking for about half an hour, everyone found a relatively flat place with spectacular scenery and overlapping mountains, which is very suitable as a picnic place, but the chickens scattered all around are a little ruinous.

Spreading out the cloth mat, Zhang Junshi laid out some of the dim sum, wine and dishes prepared in advance, and everyone sat on the floor with a happy look, sweeping away the depression in Jiwo village recently.

"Such a beautiful scene, when it comes to nothing, everyone has a toast first." Si Chenyu raised his glass and respected everyone.

The rest of the people raised their glasses to greet each other, and Nie Bufan greeted him with a rare face.

Shen Muran sighed, "The mountains and forests are full of beautiful scenery, we should have come out to visit."

Li Huai nodded repeatedly, "Yes, the streets are crowded, how can it be compared to the quietness in the mountains"

Nie Bufan secretly pouted hypocritical

"While Yaxing is strong, let's start talking about poems," Shen Muran suggested, "Chenyu, you are the most respected here, so you shouldn't start it with you."

"Then it's up to me." Si Chenyu looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, and muttered, "The willows are weeping silks, the flowers are full of trees, and the spring is twilight on the banks of Yingshang."

Shen Muran looked at Li Yi, who was silent for a while, and then said, "Stop Chuilun, and still have some wine, the lone village points to the cloud cover."

As soon as the voice fell, Nie Bufan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed towards the distance with a leisurely expression.

Everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of his fingers, only to see a gray chicken flying by.

Li Huai couldn't help asking "what's wrong over there?"

"Oh, nothing." Nie Bufan withdrew his hand calmly.

Zhang Junshi couldn't help but chuckled, Li Yi had a black line on his face.

The rest of the people also reacted quickly. This guy is using his elegant body language to express the artistic conception of "pointing away from the cloud"

Shen Muran coughed, ignoring him as much as possible, and continued, "I'll take the following sentence, Jiuyingzun, the house is full of clouds, there is no honor or disgrace in the world."

"Okay." Si Chenyu and others clapped and applauded.

Next, Li Huai and Zhang Junshi also matched the poems in turn. Although they were rushed into poems, they were quite appropriate.

Nie Bufan was carrying an egg, and looked extremely bored, sitting aside and drawing circles with his feet from time to time.

When Li Huai saw this, don’t mention how cool he was. This guy has always been arrogant and unbelievable. Now when he is finally deflated, he is like a sparrow at the feet of a phoenix, an ugly duck beside a swan, and a shit shell in a scarab dragonfly

After a few verses came down, everyone was more interested.

Li Huai suddenly said, "Brother Nie, with such a beautiful scenery, why is it better to be silent than to chant a poem and express your feelings freely."

Hearing this, Zhang Junshi and Li Yi both glanced at him at the same time, and replied with both gloating and annoying eyes. It's not good to provoke, just want to provoke this guy

How could Li Huai understand the meaning, only thinking about how to make Nie Bufan embarrassed.

But Nie Bufan cared no matter what face was necessary, even if he let him go, he could blush without beating his heart.

Just listen to him saying "I am a little embarrassed to let me recite poems."

Zhang and Li squinted at who he was embarrassed

Li Huai pretended to smile and said kindly, "Hehe, all of you here are modest gentlemen, who appreciate both elegance and common sense, and won't laugh at you."

"No, no, no." Nie Bufan shook his fingers and said in a calm voice, "I mean I'm worried that you will be speechless after listening to my poems, and will worship and be ashamed."

""Zhang, Li, Si, Shen.

Is there anyone in this world who can't think of an adjective more than him?

"Then we want to hear what you can do that can make us feel ashamed and ashamed." Li Huai gritted his teeth.

Nie Bufan looked around for a week and carefully asked "You really want to listen"

Everyone nodded with difficulty under the entanglement, curiosity and some anxiety.

"Okay." Nie Bufan got up quickly, took out his egg and seemed to lack adjectives, his expression was solemn, and he looked far away, slowly said, "What I want to write is a realistic poem, please listen carefully."

Everyone raised their hands to please.

Nie Bufan cleared his throat and chanted in an accented voice, "Chickens, chickens, chickens, head up to the sky, sharp claws open the mountains and rocks, and the miscellaneous hair is coquettish."

The cold wind blew, quiet. Luo Binwang Yongge's author, tears.

Immediately, the surrounding chickens flapped their wings and screamed, shook the fields, dust covered the world, leaves danced wildly, and the original quiet mountain forest instantly fell into a chaotic and noisy atmosphere.

Everyone was in a mess in the wind, accepting the baptism of dust dignified and solemnly, and the snacks on the cloth mat were wrapped in a layer of gauze in shame

Amidst the noise, there seemed to be a sound of heavy objects falling in the forest.

Nie Bufan waved his hands around vigorously, and smiled modestly, "Thank you for your support and praise, I am ashamed, and ashamed." In fact, from the top of his head to the chin, there is no trace of "ashamed".

Well, I have to. Nie Bufan was right just now. When this poem came out, it really made them "dumb, worshipped physically and mentally, and ashamed." Coupled with the exaggeration of the environment, they are like a "king" style, no one Enemy.

Si Chenyu and the others shot Li Huai with sharp knife-like eyes at the same time, it seems that you are stunned.

Li Huai lowered his head in shame. I was wrong. I was so wrong.

Nie Bufan flicked the strands of flowing hair hanging on his face with a finger, and said proudly, "How do you feel that the talent of the Lord makes you feel dull?"

Yes, it's right, really dull. Everyone bowed their heads in silence.

"Therefore, there are some outsiders and there are outsiders." Nie Bufan stared at Li Huai condescendingly, advising him, "Don't think that you can make a few crooked poems and make you feel arrogant. Genius is everywhere, and the grassroots will be complacent."

Li Huai's head drooped even further, his face flushed like lava from the volcano's bottom, "melting" without land.

Si Chenyu turned his head away and couldn't bear to look straight.

Shen Muran was stunned on the spot, feeling black and white upside down before his eyes.

Zhang Junshi's face twitched, and he smiled to himself and beat his chest.

Li Yi looked at the sky, the gods were like statues, and he had disappeared.

"Forget it, if you have a good attitude, I won't be too much." Nie Bufan said earnestly. "In the future, be humble and low-key. Don't pretend to understand when you don't understand. Step by step, keep your feet on the ground. Don't be too lofty and challenge authority."

Nima, isn't it running out?

Li Huai almost cried, "Please, stop, I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake"

"Really admitted wrong" Nie Bufan was still unfinished.

"Really, absolutely true." His face was full of bulls.

"Oh, okay, knowing the wrong can improve Mo Dayan." Nie Bufan sighed, looking far away, "The heights are so cold, mortals are just mortals after all."

Si, Li, Zhang, and Shen Qi all worshiped and respected him for his upside-down, narcissistic, shameless, and surpassing mortal report. Since then, no one dared to chant poems in front of him and couldn't afford to lose this person.

A beautiful outing just ended in a hasty way, and everyone returned in defeat.

Nie Bufan waved his hand to send him off. He could finally hatch his eggs in the woods alone.

There were chicken guards, and even Wang Shichan, who was hiding in the dark, could not resist the enemy and quietly escaped.

Nie Bufan raised the bonfire, then wrapped the eggs in a cloth, dangling them back and forth on the fire, turning them occasionally.

This way of incubating eggs makes the gods cry.

Strangely, but within the time of a stick of incense, two eggs actually broke their shells one after another.

Nie Bufan opened his shiny eyes, staring straight at the eggshell without blinking, waiting nervously for the birth of a new life.

Not long after, the guy in the eggshell on the left broke out first and turned out to be a bald chicken

Nie Bufan was disappointed. He didn't expect that this one was not a special breed. He pulled the bald chicken chop aside and continued to look at the remaining egg.

This time it's finally different. A white-flowered guy with a long neck, round face, fluffy coat, and short limbs popped out of his shell. How do you look like a llama?

Nie Bufan looked hesitant, poked its soft body, and muttered, "Is this a goat and a variant of goat?"

Too fancy

Nie Bufan touched his chin, then snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, I will take your roots, as for you."

He looked at the bald chicken again and said, "Since you were born extraordinary, although you are a grass chicken, you will become a great weapon in the future, so let's name it Daqi"

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