Mufu, Lu Zhanyuan is still confident, if his poem is spread, it can be spread in a state. It's a pity that www.biquge.info is now just going to be written at the first meeting, and if it is on the third day of the poetry meeting, it will not be able to win the championship in one fell swoop.

He shook his head lightly and sighed, and when he saw the two words 'suit' in his hand, his mood suddenly became bad. He really didn't expect that his handwriting had just gained a bone, and he could have been able to show his skills, but even Pang Hui was forced to such a point by him, but suddenly such a man in white ran out, which ruined his good deeds.

He suddenly thought that he was on stage, thinking that he was the 'protagonist' in the biography of the novel.

As a result, as soon as the beginning of the book was written, the big villain who was about to appear at the end suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was abused as the 'protagonist'. He couldn't resist yet, so he had to follow what Madame Mu said, and take the two humiliating words of 'suit' home and frame them.

Mrs. Mu on the side was still the same lazy look, half lying on the chair, a small fan half blocking the sunlight from the clouds. This picture, which had just rained, is now suddenly about to open the clouds and sunrise.

She saw Lu Zhanyuan staring at the two words in his hand, looking calm and thoughtful, but in fact, his fingers were about to be clutched into the flesh.

smiled coldly in his heart, although this Lu Zhanyuan is a scholar, he knows that the imperial court takes a scholar to look at the literary character, and the second is to look at the level of luck, and knows that he wants to compete for luck, but he doesn't know the mystery of luck.

He is now next to the Mu family, and with the help of a family's luck, he can break through calligraphy at this time and gain the backbone. But against the Yang Mansion, he was immediately eaten by the luck of the Yang Mansion, and his life was crumbling, offending Pang Hui and the man in white at the venue.

He didn't know who the man in white was. If she hadn't mentioned it, when he returned home, he would have tore up the words, which would have violated God's forgiveness and shattered his life. When the time comes, don't talk about what kind of fame you will get, and you won't even be able to save your life.

If she hadn't relied on him to attract the attention of the Yang Mansion now, she wouldn't care about Lu Zhanyuan's life or death.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him. She looked back and saw a man wrapped in a black cloak walking up behind her. It doesn't look high, and the face under the cloak can't be seen clearly at all.

It is also strange to say that such a suspicious person walking in the Chenghuang Law Domain at the scene of the poetry meeting should have attracted people's attention a long time ago, but there was a little movement in the surrounding area, and he didn't look at the cloaked man, as if this person didn't exist at all.

When Madame Mu saw the cloaked man, she didn't worry at all that this person would be seen by others, and asked, "Why are you here, didn't you say that you want to prepare that?"

The cloaked man replied, "It's still early to make that thing." However, I found a usable chess piece outside, and I was going to touch it, but I didn't expect ......" The cloaked man's voice was crisp, and it sounded like a small girl, she said this, stopped talking, and glanced at Xun Yu, who was still closed, in the venue.

Madame Mu didn't mean to ask. She knew that in this world, some things were just done, and she couldn't say anything, so she also stared at the venue.

At this time, I saw Xun Yu, who had been closing his eyes all the time, as if he was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. Dipping the pen in ink, she wrote it on the white paper in one go, and the next line of words, but the distance was too far for her to see clearly.

Mu Baishi, who had been paying attention to the field, also shouted, which attracted Lu Zhanyuan's attention.

Lu Zhanyuan's face was calm: "It seems that I have slept for a quarter of an hour, and I suddenly woke up, what kind of 'masterpiece' will I make, can I pass the first day?"

He does have proud capital, and his poetry and painting are originally extremely famous, otherwise he can't be said to be unique. And the poem he wrote is his masterpiece for a long time, and I don't believe that anyone can surpass him by closing his eyes and meditating.

When Mu Baishi heard this, he looked at him with a rather skeptical eye, and said, "Look at that qi practitioner, he seems to be very confident in one go." Don't capsize in the gutter, like the man in white. ”

"How could it be, if she could really make any good poems, why didn't she write them early in the morning. That Qi practitioner has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he didn't have any decent masterpieces before? Obviously, he couldn't do it, and when he saw that the hour was coming, he scribbled and thought about the first day. Lu Zhanyuan heard the three words of the man in white again, and his tone was a little irritable when he spoke.

"What old masterpieces?" asked Mu Baishi.

"Oh, oh, I mean, that Qi Practitioner didn't have much reputation before. Lu Zhanyuan said hesitantly, after all, it is customary to take the previous poems to participate in the current poetry meeting, but after all, it is not easy to say it directly.

As soon as Mu Baishi heard it, he knew that Lu Zhanyuan had something to hide from him.

He had always liked to get to the bottom of things, so he didn't let it go, "Are you stupid, what kind of reputation can that Qi practitioner have in Middle-earth from overseas?" ”

Lu Zhanyuan had no choice but to whisper about it......

The two of them talked, seemingly completely oblivious to the cloaked man standing not far behind them.

Mrs. Mu turned around and asked, "Is it related to this Xun Yu?"

"Well, I just sensed some action from that, so I took a look, and now it seems to be completely suppressed. The cloaked man spoke in a light tone, as if nothing in this world could affect her. But seeing her trembling hands under her cloak, holding them tightly, she knew that she was not as calm as she appeared.

Mrs. Mu didn't care whether the cloak man was really indifferent or pretended, and said: "Xun Yu's luck is too strong, and the general way to deal with her is not good, she has to be eaten by her luck, and she has suffered all kinds of accidents before she starts, so she has to rely on external forces." ”

"As long as that thing is ready, her luck is nothing more than a dagger that kills herself, and the more luck she has, the better the dagger. The cloaked man stretched out his hand to make a cutting gesture, and said, "But this thing is of great use for this, and it can also harvest wheat with his hand." ”

Madam Mu nodded and asked, "But I have a fancy to Menghe and Chenghuang, but if this is a big mess in Changde, I can't say that you will be recalled to the Heavenly Palace, is it worth it?"

"Now that I don't even have a forgiveness, can I still participate in that matter? I have to learn that Wenqu Xing Mingzhe to protect my life, and rush back to Heaven before the incident. The cloaked man sighed a little, and then said: "But don't worry, what I promised you will be completed, this calamity is definitely beyond your expectations, that is, the Heavenly Officials and Stars are ......" She paused here and still didn't continue.

Although the cloaked man had not finished speaking, Mrs. Mu's eyes still lit up, she thought of something, and changed the topic: "That's good, but you still need to take care of the affairs of the Yang Mansion first, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the qi practitioner in advance." ”

"Don't worry, she won't find me yet, it's just that she got that thing, and she didn't have a forgiveness to drive it. With that, the cloaked man walked straight away.