Bird Dude Nie Bufan: 37 Xiaogen and Daqi

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After the appearance of the little monkey, Nie Bufan re-checked the eggs he picked up and found two more fertilized eggs. It is about these days that are in the estrus/estrus period, and the chickens are full of energy. , Ji Wo Village will usher in a new wave of chicks.

Nie Bufan happily took the 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.

For this, he woke up early, got ready to pack, and then led a bunch of panicking chickens, ready to go to the mountains and forests to implement the plan of incubating eggs.

Before going out, 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 is not happy. The sacred and indecent thing of hatching eggs needs to be done when there is no one around. What are they going to do? However, due to the large number of people on the other side, he knew that he could not be the enemy, so he could only accept the reality reluctantly.

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

"Wait for idle knowledge to get to the east, it will always be spring." Shen Muran couldn't help being poetic.

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

Shen Muran said: "Why don't you come to a poetry meeting when you have a picnic?"

"Good attention." Si Chenyu put his fan together 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 noncommitantly, and then looked at Nie Bufan together. Everyone here knew that Nie Bufan was "unlearned and skillless" and had no chance with him in chanting poems...

Nie Bufan had a smile on his face, and there seemed to be no dissatisfaction.

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

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

"Such a beautiful scenery, when it comes to nothing, everyone has a toast." Si Chenyu held up the wine glass and respected everyone.

The others 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: "Yeah, the streets are crowded, how can it compare to the quietness in the mountains?"

Nie Bufan pouted his lips secretly: hypocrisy!

"While Yaxing is strong, let's start talking about poetry, right?" Shen Muran suggested, "Chenyu, you are the most respected here, why don't you start with it?"

"Then I'll be the one to throw a brick to attract the jade." Si Chenyu looked at the rolling hills in the distance, and muttered, "willow silks, flowers full of trees, and spring evening on the banks of Yingshang."

Shen Muran looked at Li Yi, who was silent for a while, and then said: "Stop Chuilun, and still take some time, 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 calmly retracted his hand.

Zhang Junshi couldn't help but chuckle, while Li Yi's face was black.

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 will take the following sentence, Jiuyingzun, the house full of clouds, no honor or disgrace on earth."

"Okay." Si Chenyu and the 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 he was so bored that he sat aside and drew circles with his feet from time to time.

When Li Huai saw this, don't mention how happy he was! This guy has always been arrogant and unbelievable, and now it's finally time to deflate! Against the backdrop of a group of elegant people, he is like a sparrow at the feet of a phoenix, an ugly duckling beside a swan, a dung-shell beetle in a scarab...

A few verses are right down, and everyone is more interested.

Li Huai suddenly said: "Brother Nie, how can you be silent with such a beautiful scenery? It's better 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 gave him both gloating and annoying eyes. Who is not good to provoke, but is going to provoke this guy?

How can Li Huai understand the deep meaning, just thinking about how to make Nie Bufan embarrassed.

But where does Nie Bufan care about his face? When necessary, he can show his majestic posture without beating even by letting him go.

Just listen to him: "Let me chant poems? I am a little embarrassed."

Zhang and Li squinted at him: Excuse me? Who are you talking about?

Li Huai pretended to smile and said kindly: "Hehe, all of you here are modest gentlemen, who appreciate both the elegance and the common, and will not laugh at you."

"No, no, no." Nie Bufan shook his fingers and said calmly, "I mean I am worried that you will be speechless after listening to my poems, and will worship and be ashamed."

"..." Zhang, Li, Si, Shen.

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

"...Then we want to hear what you can do that can make us ‘worship and be ashamed’ of a masterpiece!" Li Huai gritted his teeth.

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

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

"Okay." Nie Bufan stood up quickly, took out his egg (seems to be missing some adjectives), with a solemn expression, looking into the distance, slowly said, "What I want to write is a realistic poem, please Listen very well."

Everyone raised their hands to please.

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

The cold wind is blowing, quiet. Luo Binwang (author of "Ying Goose"), tears.

Immediately, the surrounding chickens flapped their wings and screamed, screaming across the fields, dust covering the world, leaves dancing wildly, and the originally quiet mountain forest instantly fell into a chaotic and noisy atmosphere.

Everyone was in a mess in the wind, accepting the baptism of the dust dignifiedly 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 hand around vigorously, and smiled modestly: "Thank you for your support and praise, I am ashamed of my collar, I am ashamed of my collar." In fact, from the top of his head to the chin, there is no sign of anything. "look of shame?

Well, I have to say that Nie Bufan was right just now. When this poem came out, it really made them "dumb, worshipped physically and mentally, and embarrassed." Coupled with the rendering of the environment, they are like a "king "The style is unbeatable.

Si Chenyu and the others shot at Li Huai with sharp, knife-like eyes at the same time, seeming to say: It's all because of you!

Li Huai lowered his head in shame: I was wrong, I was so wrong!

Nie Bufan flicked the strands of flowing hair hanging down his face with a finger, and said proudly: "How? Does my master's talent make you feel dull?"

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

"Therefore, there are people outside the world." Nie Bufan stared at Li Huai condescendingly, advising him, "Don't think that you can be proud of writing a few crooked poems. Genius is everywhere, so the grassroots will be complacent." /

Li Huai's head dropped even further, his face flushed like lava from a volcano, "melted" without land.

Si Chenyu turned away, 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.

Looking at the sky, Li Yi looks like a statue, hiding himself.

"Forget it, if you have a good attitude, I won't say more." Nie Bufan said earnestly, "In the future, be humble, 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 ambitious. To challenge authority..."

Nima, haven't you said more?

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

"Really admit wrong?" Nie Bufan was still unfinished.

"Really, it is absolutely true." He was full of cows.

"Oh, well, knowing mistakes 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 worshipped, and paid high respects to his ability to turn the world upside down, refer to the deer as a horse, be shameless, and surpass mortals. Since then, no one has dared to chant poems in front of him-can'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 reach the enemy, and quietly escaped.

Nie Bufan raised a bonfire, then wrapped the eggs in a cloth, swayed back and forth on the fire, and turned it over occasionally.

This way of incubating eggs makes the gods cry.

The strange thing is, but within the time of a stick of incense, two eggs actually broke their shells one after another...

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

Not long after, the little guy in the eggshell on the left broke out first. It 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.

It's finally different this time. A small white guy with a long face, a long face, a fluffy coat, and short limbs emerged from the shell. How does it look like a llama?

Nie Bufan looked hesitant, poked his soft body, and muttered: "Is this a goat and a variant born of a goat..."

Too fantasy!

Nie Bufan touched his chin, then snapped his fingers and said: "Okay, I will have you'small root' from now on, as for you..."

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

The author has something to say: Is there a race like Nie Bufan in the world...

It killed me instantly~~