Being the same man, Huang Yu couldn't help but take a few more glances at this heir. Huang Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Rong, the sealing knife beside him, but saw that she looked indifferent, as if what was standing in front of her was not a handsome guy, just a delicate sculpture.

This wife is good. Topaz's heart was dark for a while, although I am not as handsome as your heir, but my brother must be the best in my wife's heart!

Sihu glanced at Huang Yu and Li Rong lightly, and then looked up at the gloomy sky as if no one was around, as if he could see the dawn of the scorching sun through the dense clouds. It's like reminiscing about the good old days......

The sense of presence was very low, and when Huang Yu, who felt impatient, was about to speak, Sihu spoke slowly: "Old man Shangguan really looks up to me, and even sent two martial artists to deal with me in the later stage. ”

Finally speaking, Huang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the aura of the right talent heir tiger when they didn't exist made people very depressed.

"My name is Huang Yu, I took over the task of arresting you this time, and my wife just came with me. Topaz explained. In fact, there is no need for Topaz to explain anything to Si Hu, with Si Hu, a person who is a third-level cultivator in the late stage of a martial artist, unless he wears super strong armor or has a highly strengthened weapon, even if he seals the knife, Li Rong can easily clean him up. But somehow, Topaz instinctively wanted to explain it to him.

After hearing Huang Yu's words, Si Hu abandoned the appearance of a master with a fork, turned his head to look at Huang Yu and said, "Huang Yu, the name is good." Your parents must have been cultural people to choose such a meaningful name for you. In comparison, you're much worse. At your age of teenagers, it is difficult for you to have any cultural accomplishments. I am a Chinese land, with a profound cultural heritage, and it is not a person with rich experience who cannot fully understand and interpret the mysteries. Poetry, painting, and wine fighting, you are not qualified. But looking at the strength of your high-level martial artist in the late stage, the talent of martial arts is still above me, so you must be able to make me enjoy sword fighting. ”

In Si Hu's opinion, Huang Yu is less than twenty years old, but the martial arts realm is already above him, and his talent and qualifications must belong to the demon level. But a person who is young and has a prominent martial arts realm should not have much time to delve into other academics. And there are too few things experienced, and the psychology is not yet mature. Such a person, in poetry and wine, it is difficult to enter the temple.

Hearing Sihu praise his martial arts talent, Huang Yu felt ashamed in his heart. If you don't have the invincible one, two, three external [hanging] and romantic decades of internal force cultivation as empowerment, I am afraid that my current martial arts realm is still in the late stage of martial arts or the early stage of samurai.

But Sihu despised his age and cultural heritage, and Huang Yu was a little unconvinced. In reality, he is older than Heihu. And as a college student in later generations, under the background of 5,000 years of cultural heritage, even if you can't compose poetry, you can chant.

Huang Yu said: "Brother Sihu is wrong, my father is a farmer, and my mother has been a businessman all her life. But neither of them knew a lot of words, and the name Topaz was chosen by me. ”

"Oh?" Si Hu was surprised for a while, and said in disbelief, "At your young age, you can come up with a name with such a connotation?"

Topaz is an identity that is "apocryphal" in romance, and the name is naturally taken by himself. So in this principle, I am not lying. At that moment, he replied, "Naturally." ”

"So, can you write poetry?" a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in Sihu's eyes, which was an urgent need for a soulmate. It is said that literati are good at ink, and they appreciate themselves. In fact, the hearts of literati are also eager for resonance. Just like the authors of novels, they just change their way and communicate with the reader's heart in a silent way.

Huang Yu also has a car of talent, but he does not have the urgency of "seven steps into poetry". And writing poems and lyrics all need inspiration, and Topaz is just here to complete a fighting mission today. Now he didn't have the idea of writing an article in his mind, but seeing Sihu's longing eyes, Topaz couldn't bear to let him down, and nodded stubbornly.

"Good! good!" Sihu, who had a cool look, suddenly became enthusiastic, and he waved his sleeves and invited: "Please come in with me, there is fine rice paper and pen and ink in it." ”

Do you want someone to compose a poem on the spot? Huang Yu's head was stunned.

Not to mention whether you can do it or not, you are here to fight and kill, if you go inside to dance and write, then the aura will change, how to lead to the next fight? I am here to complete the task, I am here to find someone to try the knife.

After thinking about it in pieces, Huang Yu waved his hand and refused: "Don't be so troublesome, I'll just dictate." If poetry is difficult to elegant, if there is a face to waste a good roll of paper. ”

Although Topaz did not agree to enter, but hearing that he was willing to compose poems on the spot, Sihu was still interested, and his handsome face was so handsome that the man was jealous that he waited for Topaz's masterpiece with a curious baby look.

It is not uncommon to see some of the protagonists in the time-traveling novels plagiarizing the works of later poets, and Topaz despises such behavior. But in this situation, it was difficult for Topaz to write in his mind, and he immediately planned to shamelessly follow suit.

The world of rivers and lakes is an independent ancient space, and some poems of later generations have certainly not been handed down.

Huang Yu thought about it, and instantly planned to use one of his favorite national style songs recently.

"The ink has entered the water to cross a pool of blue and white flowers, and I have taken five red rays and picked bamboos to go home. The wind comes slowly, burying a mulberry hemp. Put down the acacia in a robe. Topaz said slowly.

As soon as this word came out, Sihu made a look of intoxication and savored it. Even Li Rong, who didn't know much about poetry, stared at Topaz with bright eyes.

"If the mountains and rivers in my heart are seen in your eyes. I prayed with a lotus flower step by step, how did I know that the floating grass was growing old, and the years were urging people to grow old. Wind and moon flowers and birds, a smile on the dust. ”

The middle part of this lyric is to describe his own feelings after his daughter got married, which is naturally not suitable for Topaz's current age in the current situation. So Topaz dropped the middle section and presented a good poem in front of Sihu's eyes.

After the middle part of this poem was cut off by Topaz, the meaning expressed became that of a person who was cool and good at writing and ink, splashing ink all day long, and living like a monk without distractions. But his heart has always longed for someone to be able to understand the landscape in his heart from his landscape paintings. If someone can understand his heart, he is willing to pray for him with the blessings of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha. However, time flies, but no one can read his mind. He can only pin his mood on the flowers and birds and entertain himself.

"Good words, good artistic conception!" Sihu closed his eyes and tasted for a long time, and suddenly clapped his hands and praised. Isn't the artistic conception described in this poem written in the heart of Sihu? The whole poem is simply tailor-made for Sihu.

Such a good word, the heir must record it in the form of pen and ink for future generations to admire. After Sihu finished speaking, without waiting for Topaz and Li Rong to react, he stepped on the snow without a trace, and disappeared in front of the two of them in an instant.

Looking at the wooden door of the hut that was empty but not closed, Topaz was speechless for a while.

Deviated, deviated. He was here to fight, because he was worried that the tiger would deflect the magnetic field, and Huang Yu refused the invitation to enter the room. I never thought that the end result would be like this...... The magnetic field of the serious Xiao Kill is still deviated.

Huang Yu could only stand quietly in the snow and wait, if it weren't for Li Rong's presence, Huang Yu really yelled twice to vent this embarrassment.

"I can't see that our brother Yu is still versatile, and he can write such a beautiful poem. Li Rong looked at Topaz with affection.

Hearing the praise of the beauty, Huang Yu's negative emotions were instantly put away, and he began to pretend to be a fork: "Your brother Yu is a very good person, Xiao Rongrong, if you get along with Brother Yu for a while, you will find one shining point after another in my life, hahaha." ”

"Stinky beauty, how did I find out that you have always been very polite before, why are you getting more and more skinny now?"

"Wow!" Li Rong's words made Huang Yu's heart chuckle, and when he first came into contact with Li Rong, he also tried his best to imitate the tone and style of Senior Brother Huang Yu's speech. But slowly getting along with Li Rong, his casual nature began to be revealed. Fortunately, she didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

Huang Yu hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "Your brother Yu can not only write lyrics, but also compose music." I added a tune to this song "Half a Pot of Yarn", do you want to hear it?"

Li Rong's attention was really attracted by the songs, and Li Rong preferred music to poetry. You don't need to understand the meaning of the lyrics too much about a ballad, you just need to follow the melody to tell whether you like it or not.

"Listen to it, you have to listen to it, you sing it quickly. I heard that good songs can withstand the wind and cold, which makes people feel warm. Sing fast, don't ink. Li Rong tugged at the corner of Topaz's clothes and urged.

Topaz didn't sing the whole song, but only picked the high [tide] part, and the slightly magnetic middle voice sounded between the snowy scenes of Chaoxiong Peak: "If the mountains and rivers in my heart, you can see them in your eyes." I prayed with a lotus flower step by step, how did I know that the floating grass was growing old, and the years were urging people to grow old. Wind and moon flowers and birds, a smile on the dust. ”

"Good to hear, keep going. Li Rong clapped his little hands, obviously not satisfied with just listening to a part.

When I read the lyrics just now, part of this song was omitted by Li Liu, and it is naturally inconvenient to sing it now. Sihu is not a poet like Li Rong, if he hears a little bit and realizes something, it will not end well. And Sihu has already come out, and Topaz naturally can't continue to sing.

Sihu silently bowed to Topaz before he spoke: "I didn't expect that Brother Topaz was proficient in poetry at such a young age. From your words, it can be seen that you are also proficient in the art of calligraphy and painting. I wanted to have a glimpse, but time is limited, your heart is no longer here, and you must be in a hurry to complete the task of the master. Let's get straight to the point, draw your weapons, please. ”