The red-robed young man is Lang Suxin, in the East China Sea Demon Domain, he also has a nickname: poetry.

Lang Suxin's voice fell, and Jiuhuang felt that he had found a soulmate.

Because of his opinion, it is the same as Lang Suxin, and he also thinks that Xu Yi's "Autumn River Snowy Night" must have been obtained by Long Jingxiu from that tomb.

The so-called elegant tomb is a tomb, but because the tomb accidentally unearthed a masterpiece that is not known to later generations, it is called an elegant tomb.

This is extremely common in the entire demon realm, and even in the human world.

After all, not every good work can be spread to the world.

There are too many treasures hidden in the endless tombs.

In the demon realm, there are also people with noble temperament, who regard poetry and articles as the expression of spirituality, and after writing masterpieces, they do not want to appear in the world, quietly hide, and are buried with them after death.

There are many such cases.

Therefore, as soon as Lang Suxin saw Xu Yishu's "Autumn River Snowy Night", he subconsciously thought that he was from a tomb.

"What, he wrote, ten breaths! joke, big joke. ”

The old man in the scarlet robe on Lang Suxin's left side rushed to Xu Yi's side like crazy, staring at a pair of dim bull's eyes, as if he was going to use his fat eyelids to clip Xu Yi in his entirety.

"Jokes are not jokes, Your Excellency should report the number first, don't hide a few, the reason why a few people are here is because of Xu's proposal, since they are here, they have to let Xu know a thing or two. ”

Xu Yi said with a slight squint.

"Lao Tzu is Hu Chunyou! Friends carry love and give a nickname to the word sect"

The old man in the scarlet robe said loudly, pointing to the middle-aged man with a high forehead on the left, "This is Ji Mengliang, the name is good, but in fact, it is not good at all." Then he pointed to the white-clothed monk on the right, "He is a Niu Bo party, barely able to recognize the words, do you have a good match, if you have, you have to hide it tightly, this old cow is good at messing with flowers and grass." In addition, the red wolf has already reported to his home, so Lao Tzu will not introduce it. Your request, Lao Tzu has achieved it, is it time for you to answer Lao Tzu's question. ”

Hu Chunyou is the earliest predecessor to become famous among the four scholars, with an impatient and witty personality, he is confused, and everyone can't help it, Ji Mengliang and Niu Bodang, who were degraded by him, don't even want to return their mouths.

In fact, Ji Mengliang and Niu Bo also have nicknames, one is called Sad Autumn Ke, and the other is called Bachajun.

The so-called sad autumn guest is from Ji Mengliang's famous article "Ten Thousand Miles of Sad Autumn Fu", which is extremely famous, and it is also above Yujizi's "Autumn River Snowy Night".

And the eight-pronged king, there is also a story, it is said that the Niu Bo party is extremely agile, and he writes poems to refer to the rhyme, and the eight forks are formed, so he is called the eight-pronged king.

"The poem said, Cizong, Sad Autumn Guest, Eight Forks Jun, the four scholars have gathered, such as a grand event, star-studded, it is really my Huang Feng Ling great glory, young master, as the master, you also say a few words. ”

Tu Min said loudly, full of red light.

The names of the four scholars shook the Demon Domain, and if there was a grand event, one of them would be enough to add luster to the event.

Now, it is four scholars who have gathered to count in detail, but it has not been seen for decades.

Although Feng Jiu doesn't know poetry, he has also heard of these names, and he usually doesn't pay much attention to them.

At this moment, the four of them gathered, and the atmosphere in the audience was suddenly warm, and even the old and heavy Tu Min was a little shaken, and he naturally realized that the drama-like characters in his eyes in the past were enough to be proud of the prince and the slow princess.

At that moment, Feng Jiu greeted a few people enthusiastically, but the four soldiers were quite arrogant, and their attention was all on Xu Yi.

Xu Yi still has a high-energy posture, and hastily explains the cause and effect.

Unexpectedly, the four scholars didn't care about the fight between him and Jiuhuang at all, and they were all obsessed with his original work of "Autumn River Snowy Night".

Whether it is the contempt of the literati or the responsible attitude towards the poetry of the world, the focus of the four scholars is on who the original author is.

Obviously, they did not believe that the poem was written by Xu Yi.

"Your name is Xu Yi, right, Hu is not interested in paying attention to your gambling contract with the lord of Jiuhuang Mansion, but if you say that you are a little demon of this level, within ten breaths, you can do such a poem, it is simply ridiculous in the world, in order to prevent you from laughing for the world, the old man advises you to make the original work, or this article is from that tomb?"

Hu Chunyou shouted with glaring.

He is used to being arrogant, he is not bothered to greet irrelevant people, and he has endured it with patience until now, but he can't bear it anymore.

Xu Yi said, "It's not annoying to say it over and over again, and then again, this poem is really from Xu's hand." I thought that it would be difficult to do this, but in the eyes of Xu, a genius who was gifted by God, this skill was just a small way. ”

The fundamental purpose of Xu Yi to select these four people to come was naturally not to give Jiuhuang a problem, but to choose four gorgeous and extraordinary background walls.

Since he has made up his mind to make a name for himself, it is naturally not enough to be in front of Feng Jiu, Tu Min, and Jiuhuang.

Although today's events will spread, and the celebrities will slowly coalesce, it is too slow in the end.

If you want to make a splash and build fame quickly, you have to choose these four gorgeous backdrops.

"Mess around!"

"I don't know what to say!"

Lang Suxin and Niu Bodang shouted in unison.

As a big star in the demon domain, it is naturally rare to have a good temper.

Jiuhuang hugged his fists and said, "Gentlemen, why bother to see this villain in general, he didn't bite to death repeatedly, the poems of the right talent are from him, since a few people are here, why not give it a try." Plagiarism is plagiarism, how can it be pretentious?"

In Jiuhuang's opinion, Xu Yi's series of reactions were exactly what he expected.

It was obvious that he was forced into a corner, and he didn't dare to fight, so he had to mess around, hoping to take these four morale away, so that he could pass the test.

Ji Mengliang was about to speak, Hu Chunyou said, "In this case, the old man will come up with a question, and the two of you will answer it separately, the old man has something to say first, if this Xu Xiaoyou can't answer smoothly, the author of the "Snowy Night in the Autumn River", please tell the truth." ”

Jiu Huang said, "This should be shared, Xu Yi, you won't have a problem, right?"

Long Jingxiu said, "If Lao Jiu loses again, you won't talk about another game, right?"

Jiuhuang Lao's face turned red, and he said coldly, "Why should Lord Long underestimate so-and-so. ”

"So much for the best. ”

Long Jingxiu asked Jiuhuang not to be fooled, but secretly had the idea of fooling.

It was impossible for her to sit back and watch Xu Yi fail and kill herself, and this time she made a statement, obviously to persecute Jiuhuang, but in fact, it was to limit the number of rounds of the competition.

Even if Xu Yi fails in this round, Jiuhuang and Xu Yi only have one win each, which can be regarded as a tie.

And she spoke first, preemptively limiting the number of rounds, so that Xu Yi could be invincible in the literary war.

Her thoughts can be described as painstaking.

At the same time, Lord Long has always been unruly, as deep as Tu Min, and he didn't see through the deep meaning of Long Jingxiu's words, but it was an ambush for the next bastard.