Haotian put down the pen in his hand, he didn't know how he wrote, but he finished writing, and the rest had little to do with him. Winning or losing became less important, Haotian made a move, announced a Taoist signal, and while no one noticed him, he strode into the Taoist temple and closed the door of the Taoist temple casually. The main hall hasn't been cleaned up yet, so it's a delay!

Haotian woke up a few people, but when a few people woke up, they found that Haotian was gone!

The people are gone, the pen is left, and the words are left!

Several people looked at each other, and their eyes were full of shock!

They also read it when Zhuang Mingjiang was writing, and the sight of the wind sweeping the weeds and dancing had already frightened them. However, what Haotian writes shows is a picture scroll! Let people bathe in the spring breeze.

The charm in the poem is perfectly expressed, and the feeling is not like reading writing, but watching a shocking movie!

Wang Fatzi and Monkey don't know how to read, and they can't say one, two, or three, but they instinctively feel that Haotian feels better for them!

Ma Hai and Chen Lili knew how to read, the two looked at each other, and Ma Hai smiled. Chen Lili swallowed her saliva with difficulty, thinking about what she had just said to Haotian, her pretty face flushed, and she only felt embarrassed! Without reading the words, she also knew that Haotian's artistic conception was more than one grade higher than Zhuang Mingjiang! It's just that she can't comment on anything, and everything has to depend on the final result.

Ma Hai and Chen Lili still couldn't hold back their curiosity, and glanced at the words written by Fangzheng, and then their eyes widened at the same time, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time!

Seeing this, the fat man and the monkey also came over, and after taking a look, they lost their minds, and the two of them did not know how to read, but they could still see these words, beautiful, atmospheric, solemn, and the words were like dragons, containing the feelings of thousands of avenues. The atmosphere is majestic with heaviness and tolerance, but it is hidden sharp, as if to say, Taoism does nothing, but Buddhism is good but cannot be bullied!

A few people here were petrified again.

The crowd over there was all around Zhuang Mingjiang and there were endless words of praise, Zhuang Mingjiang was very satisfied with the scene in front of him, although he knew that this would make him complacent, but no one could stop the bombardment of this sugar-coated shell, and no one didn't like to listen to good words. The most important thing is that Zhuang Mingjiang is extremely conceited, he thinks that he can fully stand these words!

Zhuang Rongrong hugged Zhuang Mingjiang's arm, with a proud and arrogant face, looking at Zhuang Mingjiang's eyes full of stars.

Yang Kaifen pursed his lips and smiled, talking to everyone in a beautiful manner.

Zhao Zhengpeng and He Xuewen were also among them, and several people talked happily, but as for Haotian at this time, it had long been forgotten.

At this moment, Yang Fang finished interviewing He Xuewen and planned to see how Haotian was doing, but the result was ......

"The little Taoist priest is gone!"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Ran away?!" at that moment, this thought subconsciously flashed through everyone's minds, and shouted at the same time.

"This little Taoist priest is too irresponsible, so he ran away like this?"

"That's it?"

"Haha...... I'll just say, he's going to give up, and that's a test!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Mingjiang snorted coldly and said, "I don't know what to do, it's really embarrassing!"

Zhuang Rongrong also pursed her lips and said, "This guy is really ...... What I said just now was so beautiful, but in the end I still ran away. ”

"This is called flim tongue, don't look for this kind of flamboyant waste when you look for a boyfriend in the future, you know?" Zhuang Rongrong said.

Zhuang Rongrong's face flushed, and she said coquettishly: "Stinky dad, I'm still young......"

"Run, how can this work? I'll catch him out!" After the big pie face finished speaking, he ran to smash the gate of the Taoist temple, and there was a bang!

This sound woke up the four people who were reading the words.

"What are you doing?!" the fat man roared angrily, and went up and ripped off the face of the big pie.

The big cake face was just about to get angry, and when he saw the fat man's tiger's back and big eyes, he immediately withered, but he still said with a dead face: "What are you doing? That monk didn't compete and ran away! What happened when I called him out?"

"Which dog of yours saw the master run away, and the master has finished writing, are you blind?" cried the fat man.

"What? The little Taoist priest finished writing?" Everyone was stunned, the big cake face was confused, he saw that Haotian was not there, he subconsciously thought that Haotian had run away, and he didn't look at Haotian's words at all, but they finished writing, which was a bit embarrassing.

However, the big cake face was still unconvinced: "Okay, I'll see what this little Taoist priest has written, crooked melons and cracked dates, and cockroaches crawling broken words!"

Zhuang Mingjiang over there also heard the words here, but he still didn't mean to look over, there was deep disdain in his eyes, and he said lightly: "A farce is finally coming to an end." ”

Zhao Zhengpeng and He Xuewen glanced at each other, and Zhao Zhengpeng said: "Since the little Taoist priest has finished writing, then I will announce the result, this one is ......"

"Announce?" Zhao Zhengpeng, do you still want to be shameless? You haven't read the master's words, you will announce?" Ma Hai pointed directly at Zhao Zhengpeng's nose and shouted.

"What's so beautiful about this character? How good can a person who has never used a brush write a good word? Ma Hai, don't hold out the last hope, this time, you are doomed. Flatbread Face said disdainfully.

"Will I be afraid of losing? Zhao Zhengpeng, I don't know if I'm ashamed or not, but if you come here like this, believe it or not, I'll stab everything here to the major newspapers across the country tomorrow! When the time comes, we'll see who is disgraced!" Ma Hai shouted.

Zhao Zhengpeng said angrily: "Okay! Okay! Ma Hai, I'll just look at the words of this little Taoist priest and let you lose your heart!"

After speaking, Zhao Zhengpeng stepped forward and looked down, boom!

Zhao Zhengpeng only felt that his mind was blank, as if he had seen a Buddha and a Taoist patriarch writing in the sky......! With such a perfect word, he saw it in his life! His eyes subconsciously turned red......

"Haha...... How ugly is this Taoist priest's words? It made President Zhao cry. Flatbread laughed maniacally.

"I'll take a look too. He Xuewen walked over as he spoke, bowing his head...... I cried too......

"What's the situation? Why are you crying ugly?"

Zhu Erdan leaned up, looked down, shouted out, sat on the ground with a back butt, and then turned over and lay on the ground, kowtowing: "Meet the gods! Don't blame the gods...... Buddha, don't blame ......"

"Pretending to be a ghost! Isn't there a serious person in this village?" Zhuang Mingjiang said angrily when he saw that Zhu Erdan's behavior was so exaggerated. Take a step forward, press it on the square word, and you have to lift it up and see!

As a result, the moment his gaze fell, Zhuang Mingjiang's eyes straightened! The majestic and atmospheric scene reappeared, containing the Great Dao, like the Tao and the Buddha......! What kind of artistic conception is needed to write such majestic words?