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In this year, the content of the circle of friends wants to attract everyone's attention. The title must be stunned, and the posture must be beautiful.

This news has satisfied the above two points, Lu Tianyou curiously clicked into it.

Then he saw several consecutive pictures.

The picture shows the scene of the logistics company transporting the sedan. There are a total of nine trucks used to transport cars. Each truck has five or so cars of various styles. The pictures are very clear, you can see that these cars are all luxury cars.

But the most conspicuous is not the more than 30 cars. Instead, there are three trucks, a wind-powered walking tractor, a small excavator, and a thick bulldozer.

These three cars are crowded in the transport fleet and stand out from the crowd.

This friend circle also briefly introduced, these luxury cars are all a one-time purchase of a mysterious person in the Jiangnan area. Among them, including the walking tractor, excavator and bulldozer...

Lu Tianyou stunned, and immediately remembered the hand-held tractor of Song Shuhang, and the dozens of Song Shuhang’s ‘vehicle driving license’ when rolling over.

"It has already been invested." Lu Tianyou sighed.

It is estimated that... hand-held tractors, various styles of luxury cars, should be the experimental products used by investors to develop software for Song Shuhang and his friends?

Sure enough, knowledge is power, and technology is wealth.

Lu Tianyou secretly shuts down the mobile phone. It is best not to let his dad know better. Otherwise, Lao Lu may have to be stimulated again. One person is quietly depressed in the hiding room.

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Downstairs of Song Shuhang, there is a small piece of bamboo forest, which is the ordinary water bamboo that Song Dad got from the mountain. In the early years, Song Dad was on the rise and went to pruning and nursing every day.

But after they had made their heads, they threw them to fend for themselves. Fortunately, these water bamboos are tenacious, and even if they are not in charge, they can grow very well.

"Which one is chosen?" Song Shuhang asked, and he wanted to see how Yukoko made these ordinary bamboos into a defensive array.

"I am looking for it." Yukoko's eyes closed, and then the pupil's color turned into a diamond-like structure.

Is this a spell? Or is Yukoko’s ‘eyes talent’? Or is it the ability of the two 'contact lens' lenses in her eyes?

After seeing it for a while, Yukoko pointed to one of the growing bamboo roads: "Let it, the wood contained in this bamboo is the most powerful!"

Song Shuhang nodded, and when he mentioned the knives, he chopped it off the bamboo.

"What do you do next?" Song Shuhang asked.

Yukoko said: "The knife of the predecessor gave me."

Song Shuhang handed over the knives and smashed the knives of the knives. This ancestor's ancestral knives, since the Song Shuhang, has been cutting the onions and cutting the bamboo, it is also a life of a kitchen knife.

Yukoko took over the smashing knife and flew like a knife.

After a few brushings, the knife flashed. Soon, the bamboo was shaved and cut into pieces of bamboo. These bamboo pieces are the size of the bamboo slips in ancient times.

Subsequently, Yukoko's pupil changed again, and twenty bamboo strips were picked out among many bamboo slips.

"Well, these twenty are almost enough for us to use." Yurouzi said with satisfaction: "Go, let's go back to the room to arrange."

Song Shuhang took the broom and swept the remaining parts of the bamboo to the corner.

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After returning to the room, Yukoko took out the demon animal brush and took out a special ink mixed with herbs to start writing runes on bamboo strips.

"Right, need me to avoid it?" Song Shuhang asked.

In the realm of comprehension, whether it is a practice or a good technique, it is something that requires a high degree of confidentiality. It is a big taboo to steal schoolwork and Taoism.

"No, senior. This defensive method is that I have adapted a very common defensive method to get it out. It is not a high-level thing. Don't avoid it." Yukoko replied.

She said this, Song Shuhang was cheeky and stayed on the side watching her portrayal of runes - he did not want to steal the teacher, just very curious, I want to know how the defensive formation is made!

When Yukoko wrote the runes, Song Shuhang could see her every time she wrote, and the nibs of the pens were flashing. It is her infuriating, blending special ink to write runes. Every time you write a word, the tip of the pen is like a knife, and the character is directly engraved on the bamboo slip. The special ink is also integrated into the bamboo.

This principle should be the same as when he uses the ‘ palm of his hand, and he uses the power of blood to draw the ‘Rayfu’ on the palm of his hand. And that special ink can carry the power of infuriating, blending the woody attributes of the bamboo strips to form a defensive array.

After all, the defensive tactic is different from the ‘thinking thunder.’ What is needed is the power of ‘lasting’, and the need to maintain the infuriating power in ‘rune’ will not be lost too quickly for reasons of time.

A total of more than two hundred runes constitute a small article, which is exactly the full set of twenty bamboo strips, which constitutes a bamboo slip.

"Get it!" Yurouzi sighed with satisfaction on the bamboo slip.

Every ink on it flashes with fluorescent light, which is so beautiful that it looks like a piece of art.

"Well?" Song Shuhang asked, what he saw was really unfinished.

"Well, I can activate it at the end. But the predecessors, the power on the bamboo slip can only maintain the array for two days. You have to find a way to transfer the white lord to other places in these two days." Yukoko Answered.

Song Shuhang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Two days is enough. By the time, Bai Zun has been closed."

- As long as the white predecessors are not closed and closed, suddenly feel: Hey, the weather is so good today, I always feel very suitable for retreat. Then, suddenly ready to retreat for a year... no problem!

"Then I will activate it!" Yu soft pointed up two index fingers on the chest, silently recited a mantra in the mouth, and shouted: "Bamboo Jane, get up!"

With her soft drink, the bamboo slips spread on the table were pulled by a force, and floated to the front of Yukoko, and the roots were put up. There is light between each bamboo strip to connect them together, which is very beautiful.

"Go!" Yukoko pointed to the white sage in bed.

The bamboo slips are scattered and turned into a circle, and the whole person is covered in bamboo slips.

"Well, this way, even if the white predecessors inadvertently revealed a little 'real illusion', it will not affect the people outside the bamboo slips." Yu Rouge took a clap.

Song Shuhang also finally sighed with relief: "Thank you, Yukozi, you come here, really help."

"Hey, the seniors are welcome." Yukoko smiled and narrowed his eyes.

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Time passed quickly and it was soon to noon time.

Today's noon dishes are extraordinarily rich, much more abundant than the old Lu Lai at noon yesterday.

"Book Air, quickly take Yu Yuzi out to eat." Song mother called.

After Song Shuhang took Yukoko out, the family sat down.

"Hey? Your friend is still not up?" Song Mama frowned slightly and asked.

"Get up, but he just got up and got a little confused, he wants to slow down. When he finishes grooming, he will go out to eat!" Song Shuhang laughed.

Song mother nodded and focused on Yurouzi... After all, compared with Song Bai’s man, Yurouzi is worthy of the attention of Song’s mother.

After the meal, Song Shuhang quickly picked up the food, and the posture was like a hungry man who had been hungry for several days!

At most 30 seconds, he has already finished eating.

"Mom, I have dinner, I am going to call my friend out for dinner." Song Shuhang called.

"How to eat so fast?" Song mother blinked her eyes - eating so fast, leaving the little girl alone at the dinner table, what does this mean?

Fortunately, Yukoko talked with Song Mother for a long time in the morning. After Song Shuhang left, she would not look like a beggar.

Song Shuhang quickly rushed back to the room.

After a while.

A white-faced man with a calm face came out of the room.

Long hair draping, handsome and picturesque, just like the immortals in the painting, the face seems to have a touch of tiredness.

"Uncle, aunt. Sorry, I just woke up, and I was bothered in the past few days." The man named ‘Song Bai’ came to the restaurant and smiled embarrassedly.

Song Dad laughed happily: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, since it's a friend of Book Air, it's a good place to be here."

Song’s mother immediately got up and gave a bowl of rice to ‘Song Bai’: “Don’t be restrained, what about Song Shuhang’s kid?”

"Thank you, Auntie, he has just returned to the room. Hehehe." Song Bai took the rice bowl and smiled - that is, this smile is a little dry.

Yukoko on the side buried his head, a look that wanted to laugh and desperately resist.

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It’s hard to finish the meal.

Zhao Yaya helped Song mother to enter the kitchen to clean up the tableware. Song Bai and Yu Rouzi returned to the room of Song Shuhang.

After returning to the room, Yukoko was on the edge of the bed and laughed loudly.

On the bed, the white lord is still in the midst of a beautiful retreat.

Behind him, ‘Song Bai’ took off a brooch-like thing on his chest, and his illusion spread out, showing the appearance of Song Shuhang.

After Yudiezi smiled for a while, he looked up and learned the posture and tone of Song Shuhang’s just taking the rice bowl: “Thank you, Auntie! He has just returned to the room. Hey... Song predecessor, called his mother in person. How does 'Auntie' feel?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

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At this moment, on the other side, in the luxury car warehouse.

Gao Mou's face is stupid * forced to lie on the seat, his petite girlfriend, bud, squats in his arms, sleepy sleep.

"Why are you here!" Gao Moumou lowered his voice and gnashed his teeth.

Beside him is a pair of mixed-race children.

Gao Moumou is the most unwilling to admit the childhood sweetheart - Zhuge Yue.

And Zhuge Zhongyang, the buddy party he most wants to break.

"Hehehehe, do you think that you can escape from the palm of your hand when you change your mobile phone number? Too naive, Gaomou!" Zhuge Yue proudly laughed.

On the one side of Zhuge Zhongyang Road: "Come on, Gao Moumou. I have prepared a plane ticket for you and your classmates to the East China Sea!"