Dalin didn't like Gouzha in the first place, so how could he let Gouzha look down on him, and said to Ren Tuying at the moment: "Boss, listen to me." I have to pretend to be forced to do this! I have made up my mind, and you will not stop me. ”

He clenched his claws into fists, squeezed them hard, and said fiercely: "Lao Tzu is going to abuse and abuse the elderly today." ”

"Bullying children, abusing the elderly, these are the two things I like to do the most in Hujiejiang. ”

He said to Gouzha again: "Little dog, open your pure gold dog eyes wide for the master to see clearly!"

"Cut, pretend to be forced with your mouth, who wouldn't?" Gouzha's eyes were full of disdain, he no longer paid attention to Da Lin, and walked to Bai Xiaosu's side with his tail wagging his tail, "Little sister, you want to hug me." ”

I saw Da Lin jump forward suddenly, and the hurricane suddenly rose, curled up in mid-air into a big ball of meat and smashed at the old man.

"Taste the fall of the star!"

Dalin's move is really powerful, which makes Ren Tuying and Bai Xiaosuo, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, feel a little heavy, and secretly think that if they were to change to themselves, they would definitely not dare to take this trick hard.

However, just by glancing at Da Lin, the old man was frozen in the void by a wonderful force, unable to land.

The old man's eyes were full of sword intent, and he said slowly: "If the qi is like a dragon collapsing into the sky, the sword blade will be crippled by the wind. ”

Then the old man took a step forward gently, "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are just waiting for leisure, and the clouds and rivers are floating in your sleeves." ”

"Ah——! it's hurting to death, stop it, old thing!"

"You're abusive! I'm going to criticize you!"

"I'm Nima, stop it, your father and mother will be unhappy if they know that you are so violent!"

Da Lin was in the void, and kept screaming, only to see that his body had been penetrated by countless sword intents, and he had no power to parry, and when the sword intent dissipated, he fell to the ground weakly, lying on the ground and unable to move.

Fortunately, the old man did not have murderous intent, and it was only the sword intent that was released, which only made Dalin feel pain and lose his mobility, and there was no danger.

Seeing this situation, Gouzha laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, I thought you were so awesome, it seems that it's just that! The dog master was at least kicked once, but you can't move just by looking at it, tsk, with all due respect, you are garbage!"

Ren Tuying shook his head helplessly, then reached out and grabbed it, using the power of Vientiane to suck Da Lin's bulky body to his side, and then stepped forward, looked at the old man, and said with a solemn gaze: "A word becomes a sword, and you can't open it." Could it be that the predecessor is Gu Yuehong?"

"I didn't expect that after many years, there are still people who remember old age. The old man smiled indifferently, which was regarded as an acknowledgement.

Hearing this, Bai Xiaosu's eyes were shocked, and he exclaimed: "Gu Yuehong?!Old man, you are the poet of travel?!"

The name Gu Yuehong is not unfamiliar to the world, especially to those who have read books.

He is a well-known poet because many of his poems are included in textbooks.

Most children, even if they don't know how to cultivate, and they don't know what kind of existence the martial artists in this world are, they also know Gu Yuehong's poems.

A long, long time ago, probably thousands of years after the Infinite Heavenly Venerable left this world, at that time Gu Yuehong began to become famous, he was not famous because of how high his cultivation was, nor because he had alchemy or refining tools or any other talent, he was only famous because of the poems he wrote.

Everyone in the world knows that he is a poet, a talented man who has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers just to write a few good poems, but few people know that his real best skill is actually his kendo.

He cultivated swords, but he never used a sword or touched it, because his sword was his poem.

A word becomes a sword!

There is poetry in the heart, and everything is a sword.

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Ren Tuying's voice was full of emotion and said: "For the cause of your death in the past, it has attracted widespread attention from the world in a certain period, and the world has had various speculations and doubts, the most of which is that the predecessor climbed the cliff and died. ”

Gu Yuehong said with a smile: "The world is always like this, but no matter what the big thing is, the limelight will subside as soon as it passes." ”

Ren Tuying said slowly: "One day, Ling Jue will reach out to touch the sky and pick the sun and the moon." Thousands of miles of heaven and rivers poured into the earth, and tens of thousands of stars worshiped this mountain. ”

Gu Yuehong's face was full of remembrance: "When I climbed the mountain, I felt it and laughed. ”

Ren Tuying said: "But even if the predecessor is Gu Yuehong, there must be no room for today's affairs." ”

"Not bad. Gu Yuehong: "If you want to cross the mountain, you have to drink three bowls of wine, and if you want to drink, you have to pass the test." ”

Ren Tuying thought for a moment and said: "If it is a martial arts competition, with the current realm of the seniors, the juniors are naturally not opponents, but the juniors have made up their minds and must cross the mountain." ”

Bai Xiaosu raised his little head and said proudly: "Yes! If the competition is not good, then we will compare the text! My master is omnipotent!"

Gu Yuehong turned to look at the red maple in the distance, and said with emotion: "The greatest wish of the old man in his life is to meet a confidant, pour wine and talk in front of the building, and fight against the wind and poetry." He smiled, "Poor scholars, the sour taste, to the world does not stop laughing, it really makes you laugh." ”

Ren Tuying said seriously: "It is the predecessors who are too modest, the predecessors are proud to cover the sky, and the spirit in the poems can swallow mountains and rivers, devour the sun and the moon, who can compare with the world? So if you want to say that the predecessors are sour and smelly, then I think those literati are even worse than. ”

Gu Yuehong said: "In my opinion, you have this evaluation because your sword is the same as my poem. ”

Ren Tuying smiled: "But if I want to go over, I still have to pass the test first." I don't know how the seniors want to compare, the juniors are not talented, and I want to give it a try. ”

Gu Yuehong walked to the side and sat down on the rattan chair, and remembered: "There was once a scholar surnamed Wu who was different from me who came here...... He only made half of that poem. Gu Yuehong stretched out her hand and pointed to the void, and a line of big characters was condensed by sword intent.

Ren Tuying looked up and read slowly: "The old man is still selling wine at seventy, and there are thousands of pots and hundreds of urns at the door." ”

"If you can make the second half that satisfies me, you can pass the first hurdle. Gu Yuehong's face was full of anticipation.

At this time, Bai Xiaosu and Da Lin also came over, both thinking about each other.

"I don't understand the world of literati. Dalin shook his head, "It's too boring to be funny, it's not as interesting as an ass." Old man, you are very stubborn, you can turn a word into a sword to hurt people, so I think you are a violent scholar, and you should be criticized and educated! If you don't read your books well, write your poems, and practice what swords, you are so shy, can you say a word '' and turn it into a sword?"

"Hey, speaking of which, I think of a poem...... The male sword in his waist is three feet long, does Yan Ci of the Jun family know it?"

He continued: "Meaning, do your family know that you are holding it like this?"

"Silly big man, shut your stinky mouth!" Bai Xiaosu glared at Da Lin, and then said, "Master, you are the best, Xiao Su believes that you will be able to make the second half!"

Dalin smiled, "Boss, you have read a lot of books, and I believe in you too." What is a poem...... Please don't envy the language flowers, and have poetry and books in your belly. The meaning of this poem is that it mainly depends on temperament. ”

He gave a thumbs up: "Boss, you can do it!"

Gouzha also said with affirmation in his eyes: "Wangwang!

Ren Tuying smiled helplessly, signaled Dalin and Bai Xiaosu not to speak, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The old man is still selling wine at seventy, and there are thousands of pots and hundreds of urns at the door. Dao Pang Yu pod is like money, is it willing to pick up the wine?"

Hearing this, Gu Yuehong savored it carefully, and silently recited it several times in her heart, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she laughed: "Good! Good! Wonderful, really wonderful! Back then, the junior named Wu Sheng couldn't make such a wonderful second half, but today it was made by you. You're extraordinary, young man. ”

Ren Tuying smiled and asked, "Is it considered to have passed?"

Gu Yue's red chin headed: "The first level is naturally passed." ”

…… (To be continued.) ）

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Well, Gu Yuehong is a character who has been thought of for a long time, although there is not much space, but I have always wanted to write it, I remember that in the section of the "Chapter 421" of this book, there was a slight mention of him and his poems, and the forgotten children's shoes can be turned back to make up for it.

Also, the latter poem is Cen Shen's "Drama Asks Huamen Restaurant", I believe that the children's shoes have seen it in the language book, and they are too lazy to think about the poem themselves, so they moved this poem to the book.

(End of chapter)