Chapter 40: Paper Formation
Shen Tang asked curiously, "Is this the encrypted word spirit?"
[Viewed from the side, it's a mountain range; viewed from the front, it's a peak; its appearance varies depending on distance, height, and perspective.]
She had seen it on Qi Shan's scroll. According to the notes, it should be a military incantation used to trick people, extremely deceptive. The key to the entire incantation is in the first half. If the opponent is inexperienced and cannot see through it, they can easily fall into the trap. It's a favorite of sneaky people.
However, the solution is simple.
The key to breaking the formation lies in the second half of the saying – “You can’t see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in the mountain itself”. If you react in time, you only need to create distance, maneuver and outflank, and take care of your own front and rear, so that the opponent can take the opportunity to cut you in half and break you apart, and then you can see the true face of the army formation.
In addition, there is an even simpler, all-purpose method—to overwhelm the enemy with sheer force, which can also break through their formation.
Qi Shan's expression was solemn: "It seems so."
Shen Tang asked again, "How do we break this?"
To everyone's surprise, Qi Shan retorted, "How would I know?"
He said that, but his eyes and expression clearly didn't mean it that way. Shen Tang choked on his question: "If Yuan Liang doesn't know, then there's even less reason for me to know. Are we just going to stare at each other like this?"
It's impossible to just stare blankly.
Qi Shan isn't that bored.
He simply looked at Shen Tang in silence, while the latter looked away.
After a long silence, Shen Tang stammered softly, her voice sounding somewhat weak: "Yuan Liang... have I gotten myself into trouble...?"
A silent atmosphere flowed quietly in the room.
Qi Shan remained silent, which only fueled her thoughts—she never imagined her luck would be so bad, encountering such a thing even when she went out to find work and earn money, and she never expected that the drawing paper Guan'er gave her would contain a secret, especially an extremely rare encrypted spell.
Even a fool could tell that she was being dragged into unknown trouble, and since Qi Shan was close to her, she probably couldn't stay out of it either.
But Qi Shan deliberately concealed something...
Annoyed! (＃￣～￣＃)
"Tch, you call this a problem?"
Qi Shan lifted her eyelids, but the words she uttered surprised Shen Tang. Her usual languid demeanor was replaced by a sharp edge.
He slowly tidied up the drawing paper, leaving only the little figure drawn by Shen Tang untouched, and said with a sneer, "I knew Xiaocheng was a mess, yet I still dared to come. Of course, I'm not afraid of this little trouble. I'm not afraid of getting involved; I'm afraid of not even being able to find the door to the game."
To put it bluntly, he came here to cause trouble, not to enjoy a peaceful life. Shen Tang's experience was exactly what he wanted.
Young Master Shen is indeed remarkable.
This is only the second day, and he's already received such a big surprise!
"Young Pear, go to sleep early, come and pick up the painting tomorrow."
Shen Tang stared blankly at Qi Shan, only managing to catch a glimpse of his departing clothes. She opened her mouth for a long time, unsure of what to say.
After a long while, he opened his mouth and started cursing.
"Damn it!"
Does knowing a lot make you great?
=“=凸!
Suddenly, it was as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
Okay, so knowing a lot is impressive!
She leaned back, lying on the wooden floor, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the beams above her, lost in thought.
I'm so, so, so annoyed!
That inexplicable anger surged through my chest, finding no outlet. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the angrier I became, the angrier I got, creating a vicious cycle.
Finally, she used her waist strength to sit up abruptly.
He grabbed the little figure drawing, not even having time to admire his masterpiece. He stared intently at the blank space on the paper, closed his eyes, and recalled Qi Shan's actions, gathering his literary energy in his palm. The moment the literary energy touched the paper, the surrounding environment changed from clear to blurry.
She felt her consciousness enter a very subtle "alternate space"—a desolate world, where yin and yang intertwined—just as she was about to escape from this ghostly place, a chessboard suddenly lit up beneath her feet, and a blurry figure appeared in the distance.
Who is this person?
The moment Shen Tang had this thought, her body suddenly sank, her consciousness returned to her body, and the incantation appeared on the drawing paper in front of her.
[Viewed from the side, it's a mountain range; viewed from the front, it's a peak]
"What does this mean..."
Shen Tang steadied himself and repeated the process once more.
Having prepared herself mentally, when the chessboard reappeared, she calmly looked at the dark figure. Thanks to her good eyesight, she could vaguely make out that the figure was a tall, slender young man. At first glance, his build resembled Qi Shan's, but his demeanor was more颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, decadence, and apathy).
His face was hidden in the shadows, and he remained silent. When Shen Tang appeared, he simply raised his right hand and waved his folding fan.
Shen Tang tensed up instantly, preparing to draw the Mother's Sword, but a huge black disc condensed above the chessboard and fell decisively with a "snap" as the young man moved.
Following this, shouts of battle erupted, and two majestic cities, one black and one white, rose from either side of the chessboard. The black and white pieces on the board transformed into countless tiny pawns, locked in fierce combat. Judging from the situation on the board, the battle had clearly entered a heated phase, and a victor was about to be decided.
Shen Tang: "..."
What should she do now?
Blinking in confusion, Shen Tang tried making a move haphazardly, and the young man opposite him followed suit. The chess piece transformed into a black figure upon landing and joined the fray. Shen Tang's white figures were cut and scattered by the black figure cavalry, turning into clusters of isolated and helpless individuals.
At this point, the outcome is self-evident.
A few breaths later, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face switching between black, white, red, and blue, and it took her a long time to suppress the urge to overturn the table.
She believed that the encrypted spell was truly encrypted, like a safe and a password; with the decryption spell, it could be cracked. Little did she know that the encrypted spell was a trap set by the encrypting side, a strategy devised to be broken by the decrypting side.
Shen Tang crossed her arms and stared at the little figure.
The paper almost seemed to burst into flames.
If it doesn't work the first time, try again.
next door.
Qi Shan sensed the surge of Shen Tang's literary talent, paused in his painting, and the dripping ink smeared into a small blotch on the paper.
Coming to his senses, he glanced at the drawing paper, his brows furrowing slightly. He refrained from changing to a new sheet, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. He had drawn erotic illustrations before, some explicit, some subtle, depicting both men and women. Even though he hadn't drawn in a while and was a bit rusty, he quickly regained his former touch, feeling completely at ease.
Until the sun rises in the east and the rooster crows.
Qi Shan stretched and put away the dried erotic illustrations, preparing to hand them over to Shen Tang to complete the task—the person behind the scenes had ulterior motives, so the quality of the illustrations didn't matter, and a sloppy job would suffice—he had just opened the door when he saw a familiar figure from behind.
"Young Master Shen?"
The person who arrived was none other than Shen Tang.
Qi Shan asked again, "Why are you up so early today?"
Hearing the noise, Shen Tang turned around and said irritably, "Do you think Yuan Liang doesn't know whether I slept all night or not? Where's the painting?"
Qi Shan handed over the painting and said something out of the blue.
"The one who set up the formation is a master."
If Shen Xiaolangjun, a half-baked amateur, could break the formation, countless strategists would be spitting blood in despair.
Shen Tang asked, "You broke the formation?"
Qi Shan shook her head: "No."
Looking at the dark circles under Shen Xiaolang's eyes, one could tell that he hadn't had a good night. His temper was so strong that even Wenxin was agitated.
It's normal that it won't break; there's no need to get so worked up.
Young people should learn from him; he's very calm and collected.
What the heck...
Is it a bug in the backend paragraphs, where they're all piled together?
(End of this chapter)
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