Bird Dude Nie Bufan

After the appearance of the little monkey, Nie Bufan re-checked the picked eggs and found two more fertilized eggs. It is about these days that are in the estrus/estrus period. The chickens are energetic. Soon after, the chicken coop The village will usher in a new wave of chicks.

　　 Nie happily took two eggs into his arms, regardless of whether it was a bad guy or not, just thinking about what species would appear after the shell was broken.

　　 For this reason, he woke up very early specially, got 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 Bufan is particularly unhappy. The sacred and inviolable 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 the boss 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.

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

　　 "Return to Yuan Yun in one breath, grace contains all things deep." Si Chenyu also chanted.

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

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

　　 Li Huai smiled and agreed.

　　 Li Yi and Zhang Junshi also nodded nonchalantly, 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, surrounded by spectacular scenery and overlapping mountains, which is very suitable for a picnic place, but the chickens scattered all around are a bit destructive...

　　 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 ground 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 first." Si Chenyu raised the glass and respected everyone.

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

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

　　 Li Huai nodded again and again: "Yes, the streets are crowded, how can it compare to the quietness in the mountains?"

　　 Nie Bufan secretly pouted his lips: hypocrisy!

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

　　 "Then I will throw the bricks to attract the jade." Si Chenyu looked at the rolling hills in the distance, and muttered, "willow silk, flowers full of trees, and the spring is twilight."

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

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

　　 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 chuckled, while 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 "the cloud is hidden away"...

　　 Shen Muran coughed, ignoring him as much as possible, and continued: "I will take the following sentence, Jiu Yingzun, Yun Mang, no honor or disgrace in the world."

　　 "Good." Si Chenyu and others clapped their hands and applauded.

　　 Next, Li Huai and Zhang Junshi also matched the poems in turn. Although they were hurriedly formed 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.

　　 Li Huai sees this, don't mention how happy he is! 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 was like a sparrow at the feet of a phoenix, an ugly duckling beside a swan, a dung 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 heart freely."

　　 Hearing this, Zhang Junshi and Li Yi glanced at him at the same time, and gave him both gloating and annoying eyes. Who is not good enough to provoke, but want to provoke this guy?

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

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

　　 just listen to him: "Let me chant poems? I'm a little embarrassed."

　　 Both 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 the elegance and common sense, and will not laugh at you.

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

　　 "..." Zhang, Li, Si, Shen.

　　 Is there anyone more **** (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, shame and shame’!" 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 anxiety.

　　 "Okay." Nie Bufan stood up suddenly, took out his egg (it seems to be missing some adjectives), with a solemn expression, looking 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: "Chicken, chicken, chicken, head up to the sky, sharp claws open mountains and rocks, and the miscellaneous hair is coquettish."

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

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

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

　　 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 to lead, ashamed to lead." In fact, from the top of his head to the chin, there is no sign of "ashamed". color?

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 exaggeration of the environment, they are like a "king" style. No one is invincible.

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

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

　　 Nie Bufan flicked a strand of flowing hair hanging on his face with a finger, and said proudly: "How? Does my master's talent make you feel like the sun and the moon are not bright?"

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

　　 "Therefore, there are some outsiders and there are outsiders." Nie Bufan stared at Li Huai condescendingly, and said, "Don't think that you can be proud of writing a few crooked poems. Genius is everywhere, and 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 dumbfounded on the spot, feeling black and white reversed before his eyes.

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

　　 Li Yi looked at the sky, the gods are like statues, self-hidden.

"Forget it, if you have a good attitude, I won't say more." Nie Bufan said earnestly, "Be humble and low-key. Don't pretend to understand when you don't understand. Step by step, be down-to-earth. Don't be too lofty and 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, absolutely true." His face was full of cows.

　　 "Oh, well, knowing a mistake 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 him for his ability to turn the world upside down, point the deer as a horse, be shameless, and surpass mortals. Since then, no one has dared to chant poems in front of him again-can not afford to lose this person.

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

　　 Nie Bufan waved to send him off, he could finally hatch eggs in the woods alone.

　　 There are chicken guards, and even Wang Shichan who is hiding in the dark can't reach the enemy, and quietly escapes.

　　 Nie Bufan raised the 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.

　　 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 little guy in the eggshell on the left broke out first. It turned out to be a bald chicken?

　　 Nie Bufan was disappointed, but he did not expect that this one is not a special breed. He pulled the bald chicken chop aside and continued to look at the remaining egg.

　　 This time it is finally different. A small white flower drilled out of the shell, with a long neck and a round face, a coat of fluff, and short limbs. How do you look like a llama?

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

　　 is 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, you will become a great weapon in the future, so 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~~