Great Blue Night Watchman

Zhang Haoran smiled and said, "Should I be allowed to wait until we dock now?"

The red bamboos were loosened and the big boat docked. The five people got off the boat. The seventh son-in-law looked at each other and the second son-in-law took a step forward: "The Jin family has a scholarly family and a world full of peach blossoms. I want to welcome the daughter of the Jin family. I also need a poem in praise of my marriage." Jin Guang, who among you will come up?"

What he asked was "Who's on?", but his eyes fell on Li Yangxin's face, because in his opinion, this person should be the ace in the opponent's team. Let's see if you can write two golden poems in a row.

Li Yangxin immediately retreated.

Huo Qi and Zhang Haoran looked at each other: "Brother Zhang, are you going to go up or should I go up?"

Everyone at the lake was shocked...

Jin Guang Shi, a masterpiece that has been legendary for ten years, a masterpiece that even the entire world will know about, could it be possible for both of them? is it possible?

Zhang Haoran smiled lightly: "I'll give you the opportunity, my dear!"

Huo Qi raised his hand, and the golden paper flew up through the air. His pen turned into a dragon and snake, and he wrote in the void...

"The golden rainbow breaks through Liu Yin's house at dawn, and the peaches and plums are blooming yesterday. Just look at today's romantic, riding the wind thousands of miles should have no limit."

As soon as the pen was put away, golden light filled the sky, and another golden poem came out.

In a sedan behind, an old man stepped out: "What a poem, what a poem. The old Jinhong Villa is so praised by the Master. I am truly lucky. The Master is a great talent! A great talent!"

This person is Qiu Mochi's father-in-law. He originally saw his junior meeting friends there through literature and was unwilling to join in the fun, but Huo Qi praised his family in a poem and it would be rude for him not to come out.

On the other hand, he really liked this poem.

His home is called Jinhong Villa, and it is full of willow trees. The first line of the poem is in perfect harmony, and the following is even more full of meaning. The fragrant peaches and plums of the Jin family are just a thing of the past. Now that he has chosen Qiu Mochi as his son-in-law, he will ride thousands of miles in the future. Good luck. Poetry is a good omen with good intentions...

The two checkpoints passed in the blink of an eye, and the bride-sending and welcoming teams were all excited.

They have never seen such a grand wedding reception, one wedding reception, two golden poems, this wedding reception by Dongting Lake will be a legend for hundreds of years.

However, they still underestimated the stubbornness of the seventh son-in-law.

The boss stood up with a smile on his face: "It seems that you are really prepared. There is still one last level. Do you dare to take it?"

The five people laughed at the same time: "Please give me a question."

The whole audience was silent, watching the show with expressions of surprise.

The son-in-law said: "Please praise this new uncle of the Jin family in this poem. The name of the groom should be included in the poem."

Zhang Haoran smiled and said: "Is it still Jin Guangshi?"

The son-in-law smiled and said: "Of course gold poems are also acceptable, but colorful poems are even better. If they can be brilliant, the wedding will be as brilliant as clouds!"

The faces of everyone present changed.

Colorful poem?

Can't?

This is really not the top literary club in the capital. If you can produce colorful poems, how will others do it?

How many people in the world can write colorful poems?

Zhang Hao then started to sweat on his back. This is too much, Cai Shi! It's not a big deal for your mother to watch the excitement. Try it yourself. If you can write colorful poems on the spot, I will eat them directly.

His literary talent is undoubtedly top-notch. Even at the top literary events in Beijing, he sits in the front row. However, if he is asked to write a colorful poem on the spot, he feels that the possibility of success is less than 10%.

The first two partners had successfully won the house, and it would be a huge loss of face if I was tricked by this bastard.

At this moment, Lin Su behind him spoke: "Brother Zhang, are you going up or should I go up?"

This sentence is exactly the same as Huo Qi's previous question. It is not rude, absolutely polite, and at the same time it is domineering, indicating that both of them are the same in this matter.

Zhang Haoran smiled: "Brother Lin is interested, come on, Brother Lin!"

Lin Su raised his hand and the gold paper came out...

"The trees beside the Qiu family's inkstone washing pond have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise the color, leaving only the green air filling the universe."

As soon as the pen was written down, the colorful glow filled the sky and the earth, with a faint green edge...

The poem becomes colorful, half-way into youth!

The seventh son-in-law by the lake was shocked at the same time...

The questions they asked can be said to be extremely difficult. They have completely regarded the few people in front of them as the top Taoist commentators, and they have come up with this difficult problem that they can never solve by themselves.

However, as soon as the other party picked up his pen, he wrote this poem, which was so exquisite!

First, the three characters "Qiu Mo Chi" are cleverly integrated into it.

Secondly, it is infinitely poetic.

Thirdly, the high praise for Qiu Mochi is completely invisible, but just right. No one wants to praise the color, but only leaves the pure air to fill the universe! An eternal quatrain!

"Colorful Psalms... Oh my god, it's colorful..." The scene exploded instantly.

The old father-in-law of the Jin family had his lips trembling: "Half-step Qingshi!"

He was staring at Qing Bian completely out of sorts...

All the sons-in-law looked at each other and turned around at the same time: "Gentlemen, who is this?"

Yes, a team of five people, two golden poems, and one half-step green poem. What kind of magical lineup is this? Who are they?

"This is Li Yangxin from Lanzhou, Huo Qi from Youzhou, Zhang Haoran from Green Willow Villa, this..." Qiu Mochi pointed to Lin Su: "The first grandmaster of Qinglian, the last number one scholar in Da Cang , Lin Su!"

Wow!

Completely detonated...

The wedding team got on the boat and started on their way home. Qiu Mochi clutched the poem manuscript in his hand tightly: "Brother Lin, you gave me this poem manuscript, it can be regarded as your wedding gift to me!"

The bride in the sedan next to him was heart-beating. Husband, how dare you speak so loudly? Original half-step green poem manuscript, one hundred thousand taels of silver facing up. Who do you see giving such a heavy gift?

Lin Su smiled and said: "This poem is written about you, so naturally it belongs to you. What kind of gift is it? Tell me, what do you want as a gift?"

"The wine used in today's banquet is all yours! Beside the white clouds!"

As soon as these words came out, the bride in the sedan almost fell down. Beside a hundred altars of white clouds? You lion is opening your mouth...

Lin Su said: "One hundred altars are not enough, three hundred altars! It was delivered to Zhongzhou Pier yesterday. By the time we return, we must have arrived at Qiushui Villa."

The eyes of the bride in the sedan didn't move. Oh my god, is this the husband's world? The colorful poems are like playing, and the three hundred altars of white clouds seem to be free of charge. Why do I suddenly feel that my husband's world is two different worlds from my original world...

The procession of sending off relatives by the lake has very complicated emotions...

There is a sense of frustration because they were overwhelmed by the opponent today and crushed in all directions.

But strangely, there is another kind of excitement, because today they met the first master of Qinglian, met the world-famous Qingshi Maniac, and witnessed the birth of a half-step Qingshi.

The old man of the Jin family had an even weirder expression. He pinched the tip of his beard and looked at the lake, seeming to be thinking deeply...

"Master...Miss has gone far, we have to go back." The butler next to him reminded him. This is the rule of this world. When a daughter gets married, the mother does not go out. The father can go out, but he can only send her to the side of the river. However, he decisively turns back to show that the daughter sent out will have nothing to do with her mother's family from now on.

The old man looking at Dongting Lake from a distance is a bit undecided.

The old man slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "May I ask, does the number one scholar have a wife?"

The housekeeper was startled: "Master, you are targeting the No. 1 Scholar. Our ninth lady is only ten years old..."

"This champion is only twenty years old, right? Is it unusual to be ten years older than Lao Jiu?"

The housekeeper was speechless and choked...

Master, the whole of Zhongzhou says that no literary genius can pass through my door. Now it seems to be true. As for any literary genius, you would rather mismatch them than let them go. No wonder your son-in-law team is getting more and more talented. Powerful, with your consciousness, how could he not be powerful?

Unfortunately, this ambitious wish cannot be realized at this stage.

…

At night, Qiushui Villa is extremely lively. There are three hundred banquet tables, each table has a jar of white clouds, creating an eternal spectacle. What is it? There were hundreds of cups and bowls missing from Qiushui Villa overnight, and they were taken away by guests. Why? Bottle wine!

How many people are willing to drink from a jar of hundreds of taels of silver beside the white clouds?

Therefore, the guests tried their best to take away a glass of this wine and give it to the people they value most to have a taste...

After the banquet, the bride and groom entered the bridal chamber, Lin Su came out of Qiushui Villa, soared into the sky, and shot towards Dongting Lake...

Upstairs on the Moon Lake, the autumn water painting hand separated from his lips and lightly printed a seal toward the distance...

In the entire Qiushui Villa, and even in the entire world, she was the only one who knew where Lin Su really wanted to go.

…

Lin Su left Zhongzhou at night and walked as fast as a meteor in the sky. He traveled thousands of miles and arrived in the blink of an eye. After breaking into the literary road, his speed was nothing short of legendary, even among people in the literary world. It is impossible to keep up, even if someone is as powerful as heaven and earth, they may not be able to catch up!

This time he was very careful in his journey through the world.

Because he knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and the senior officials of Hua Sheng Holy Family wanted to kill him.

Your Majesty's desire to kill him is definitely not as great as the painting of the Holy Family.

These two families tried to kill him without any noise.

There are also some noises, such as the Tao Sheng Holy Family. Li Guihan does not hope that anything will happen to him, but nine out of ten of Li Guihan's clan members hope that something will happen to him.

For example, Zhang Yiyu didn't want anything to happen to him, but Zhang Yiyu's fellow teachers all hoped that something would happen to him.

Under such circumstances, if he participated in the Yaochi Club in his true form, he would encounter all kinds of crises.

There are too many ways to kill people in the spiritual world.

Lin Su really didn't want to try the world's conspiracy.

Therefore, his best way is not to be exposed.

Disguise?

Not necessary!

As long as he changes his disguise, gives a false name, and does not reveal his literary skills, no one will think that this boy with a sword will be the first grandmaster of Qinglian - this is the mindset of everyone in this world, and people on the spiritual path , there are some people who pretend to be literati with fans and scholar's clothes, but literati will not wear the clothes of practitioners and pretend to be practitioners. It is simply not to apply for "Tsinghua University" but "Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College" when applying for a job.

Lin Su let down his hair and put on warrior attire. He looked at the water of the West Sea through the starlight. He in the reflection was completely different from usual. Lin Su smiled broadly at Lin Su in the lake and nodded with satisfaction. Why am I so handsome...

He wanted to see Yingying, but he didn't dare...

why? Because he felt that his willpower was not very strong, especially since Yingying had made it clear that he could pick her red pill. He felt that if he ran over like this, her red pill would be between his wavering thoughts...

I am a scholar!

I am very simple!

I am very pure!

I promised to help Yingying find her mother, but she couldn't find her mother. I asked her to be her own mother...it didn't seem to be the right way to start.

I'm leaving...

Lin Su walked away unsteadily.

Another quarter of an hour later, Lin Su arrived at Li Mansion.

After Ren Taiyan left, there seemed to be some changes in Li Mansion, but the changes were not too obvious. Lin Su was too lazy to pay attention. He walked through Li Mansion and reached the foot of Yandang Mountain. Looking up at Yandang Mountain under the night, Lin Su felt somewhat complicated.

Yandang Mountain is a taboo name all over the world.

Some people say that there are ancient ferocious beasts in the mountains, and there are common things like fifth-level and sixth-level beasts, and even seventh-level ferocious beasts!

What is the concept of level seven ferocious beast? Equivalent to the seventh realm of human beings!

The seventh level of spiritual practice is Xiangtianfadi, the seventh level of monsters is Demon Emperor, the seventh level of demon clan is Demon King, the seventh level of martial arts is Peeping Heaven, the seventh level of literary way...forget it, the seventh level of literary way is The seven realms are all holy, and they are not just for ordinary people to play with. The sixth realm is comparable to the seventh realm of other realms. The sixth realm is the literary realm!

Lin Su is currently in the fifth realm of literary skills, and his martial arts is a bit unclear. The basics of cultivation are to peek at the peak of people, only the fifth realm, but his swordsmanship is a little off - he has realized the wonderful fruit of swordsmanship! The sword fruit surpasses the dao fruit, that is to say, without relying on his literary skills, he can face the dao fruit masters in the cultivation world with his sword technique alone.

Strictly speaking, Lin Su was not qualified to enter Yandang Mountain.

But, he wants to break in, why?

Two reasons. First, his kendo requires grinding stones. Is there any place in the world that is more suitable for grinding stones than Yandang Mountain, a place where ferocious beasts are rampant and dangers are everywhere?

Second, just past Yandang Mountain is the Yunxi Sect.

It has been more than two years since he left Yunxi Sect. He wanted to visit the third elder. This old man was really nice to him. Even if he made a mistake, the old man's slap would always fall on his forehead first. He left that day In Yunxi Sect, the old man sat on the roof for half the night. Although he didn't say anything, Lin Su felt that the old man couldn't bear to let him go.

Regardless of whether he couldn't bear to part with the food he cooked or the person he was, he wanted to see him and give him a few jars of wine.

Lin Su brought a lot of things with him on this trip to the world. He had various products from the Lin family and used hundreds of storage bags. The most popular one was wine. He was a figure in the world. With such a good taste, he also had some perfume. Saintess You have to meet some chivalrous girls and so on. Whether you can comfort people's lonely hearts is another matter. If you fall in love with someone, they will make people smell good. Hello, me, everyone. Hello...

Make up your mind, leave!

Lin Su's feet touched a little, Zhou Tian's nine steps started, and with a swish sound, the grass and trees fell down, like a giant dragon passing by. On a mountain peak, a cultivator opened his eyes, stared at Yandang Mountain in surprise, and murmured: Is there another person who is going to die?

Lin Su walked into Yandang Mountain with Zhou Tianjiu. He felt something was wrong from the outside. How could there be a ferocious beast?

You need to know that Yandang Mountain covers an area of ​​thousands of miles and is surrounded by human activity areas. Hunters will occasionally come here. Once the demon wolf behind the stone rises, all hunters will be reduced to mud. It shouldn't be...

With a roar, the demon wolf rose up from the air and grabbed Lin Su.

Lin Su frowned, pulled out half of the sword in his hand with a chirp, returned it to its position, and the demon wolf split into two halves.

Lin Su stretched out his fingers and pressed on the demonic wolf's brain, sensing the brainwaves that had not had time to dissipate. Well, that's fine. I'll take this opportunity to study the beast's brainwaves first and see if there are any thaumaturgy techniques for taming beasts. No action possible.

The core of this demon wolf beast has been broken, and the brain waves have disappeared, so there is no way to study it.

Find someone to live with.

He flew up, and in front of him was a huge demon pig.