The so-called flag pavilion painting wall, the so-called Wendou, is a unique pressure relief measure in Fang City.

Where there are interests, there will be disputes, and this is an ironclad fact that does not depend on anyone's will. Fights and brawls are inevitable in the market of ordinary people, and how can monks with more wild temperaments and tempers sit together to do business, and they can't afford to quarrel at all?

If the market blindly prohibits armed fighting, it will be too blunt, and instead of easing the contradictions, it will intensify the contradictions.

Wen Dou, which came into being, solved this problem very cleverly, and tied the reins to the generous and unscrupulous monk group.

It is impossible to know exactly in which year this kind of fair and peaceful duel was born and who invented it, but long before several Yuan Hui, it has become a common rule for every market and market in the world.

In the face of Zong Heng's invitation, the elephant head held the belly like a pear and laughed openly.

There is no such thing as illiteracy in the true sense of the word.

The study of culture by mortals requires a lot of hard work, but in the monk's dictionary, which is memorized and recited, the word never exists, and the only thing the monk has to do is how to integrate it and strive for perfection.

Many rough monks who export dirty can actually export into chapters.

Mingyue Nu is such a typical example.

"Why don't I dare to fight?" "Why don't I dare to fight?" The old demon II of Montenegro restrained his smile, kicked over a round stool with his buttocks buried and sat on the edge of the table: "It's all the eggs laid by a chicken, and the twenty-two arts cultivated by your super-large quasi-monks: burning incense, trying tea, washing inkstones, drumming and piano, school books, waiting for the moon, listening to the rain, watering flowers, lying down, surveying the square, meridians, negative wishes, fishing, painting, gargling springs, sticks, worshipping Buddha, tasting wine, sitting, watching mountains, posting, carving bamboo-what I haven't learned in Moji Mountain? What don't you understand?"

"You pick one, we let you choose Wendou's project. ”

"The most suitable for the painting wall of the flag pavilion is, of course, the poetry ......" Mingyue Nu's deity qin, chess, calligraphy and painting have high attainments, but as the incarnation of this dead ghost, the elephant slave has been an independent individual since the moment he inherited the overall thinking of the old demon of Montenegro, he is a copy of the Mingyue slave, but not exactly the "original" Mingyue slave, with the development of time, he gradually formed a hobby that is not the same as the deity - such as poetry - this is what he is best at sending the number of mail!

"Saishi?" Zong Heng, Qi Dian, and Evil Moon were stunned, and they all secretly turned their eyes to Zhuang Yuanlang.

"If you don't work on poetry, I can also change to another way of literary fighting......" Mingyue Nu stroked the nose tube of the fat pocket, and turned around the prostitutes around with a lewd smile on her face: "For example, there is a war in the room, this can be had." ”

"I'm coming!" As soon as he heard the battle in the room, he was full of 108,000 pores, and suddenly burst into pride: "What do you want to compare?

"Ouch. A Qi refining shrimp is so confident in himself?"

"You don't care where I get my confidence, just say it's not comparable!"

"I said, why are you so angry...... Mingyue Nu used the technique of looking at qi to make a fortune on the prayer ceremony, and found that the cloud above this kid's head was like a turtle's head, and the color was like glass, and he immediately pointed at him with a wicked smile: "Secret phase! I was almost fooled!

"How can it be compared?" Chang Kaishen took a sip of the jade lingzhi soup, cut off the tip of the nose of the honey-roasted lingzhi with his fingertips, rolled the emerald green lotus leaf cake and threw it into his mouth, licked his oily fingers, looked left and right, and wiped it on the golden silk cat demon skirt in his arms. Expensive dishes are really expensive dishes, at least fifty more true yuan when you enter the stomach, and there is also a benefit to the spiritual food, its warm supplement true yuan, will not be like the phenomenon of picking spiritual sand to extract drunken spirits.

"Finalize the rules of winning and losing, and then you ask how to compare. Mingyue Nu tore off a pig's leg and gnawed on his mouth, muttering inarticulately: "If I lose the poetry race—this is obviously impossible—no matter what, what will happen to the platform feet that you pried away! I will be able to hold the boat in the belly of Jindan, and I will no longer pursue it! But what if I win?"

"If you win, take this golden cat away. Qi Dian said in his heart, to the extent that he had no heart or lungs, this sentence turned around his throat, and he didn't dare to pronounce it.

"Something to put it bluntly, Master Mingyue Slave, what do you want us to add to be a lottery?" Zhuang Yuanlang felt that the four Qi refining shrimps on his side were all useless as far as the eye could see, what was this Black Mountain Old Demon II thinking about: "Could it be that we want our lives?"

"Ha! How dare I open my mouth like this, there is a special forbidden magic circle in Fang City, and I can't fly, and I can't teleport these methods such as the Land Rune, the Five Elements Escape Technique, and the Longitudinal Golden Light, I want your life, do I still have the life to get out of the "Joy Fang"?"

"Then what do you mean ......"

"I'm going to win, can I be friends with you?" Mingyue Nu's words completely exceeded everyone's expectations, and everyone in the room had their jaws dislocated.

Chang Kaishen, who was gargling with jade lingzhi soup, snorted even more, and the best elixir jade liquid sprayed the evil moon on the opposite side.

"Friend?" Zhuangyuanlang never dreamed that this guy would be so off-line.

"If I could have a friend as handsome as you, how much more face-saving! In fact, from the first time I saw you, I wouldn't be angry with you anymore - I see pity, let alone Xiaolou!" The elephant-headed man shook his two big ears and grinned like a cormorant, "Don't have a portal view! Our Devil's Mountain is one thing to have a huge grudge with you, and it's another thing for me to be friends with you!"

"I promised you!" Zong Heng decisively snatched the conversation.

"I didn't say I wanted to be friends with you. Mingyue Nu didn't give face at all.

"No matter how you win or lose this time, I have made up your mind!" Chang Kaishen slapped the table, he knew that Zong Heng would not be untargeted, since Zong Heng said that he could agree, then it would be better to push the boat with the water. Anyway, Mingyue Nu's color head is nonsensical enough, and there is no loss if you agree.

"Look at your pride, how can you win me!" The elephant-headed man hooked his fingers, and the golden silk cat demon sitting on Kaishen sauce's lap stood up hesitantly: "This girl is named Xiaolou, when I was drinking with me just now, I gave her a ...... with her name."

"Oh?" Zhuang Yuanlang didn't expect this rough demon cultivator to have such an elegant side, and asked the blond-haired and blue-eyed soft girl: "What is the embedding couplet that the Venerable Master Mingyue Nu gave you?" ”

"Official, the inscription couplet given by the Venerable Master to the slave is like this--blowing through the cold of the jade sheng, going to the railing, and saying that the east wind was last night; The golden cat is also a little ashamed, the benefactor is very good to her, but she came over to hook up with a handsome guy, thinking about it is really a little unauthentic.

Chang Kaishen was suddenly petrified.

"Dumbfounded, right?" Mingyue Nu excitedly lifted the wine jug, drank two glasses of "Yutang Chun" in a row, and shouted happily: "This is a collection of sentences, on the surface, there is no embedded, but in fact, it is clearly and faintly embedded. Shanglianhua used two word cards "Xiaolou blows through the Yusheng cold" and "Xiaolou last night and the east wind", and Xialianhua uses the poem "Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain last night, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley", all of which concealed the word "Xiaolou" - I don't know if you have read these three ......"

"I've read it...... Prayer Dian and Zong Heng's face is weird, these three Xiaolou poems ...... Aren't they all the works of the elder brother?

"Wow! So you've read these recent works? Not bad, not bad! This poet Long Aotian is really amazing! Let me tell you, the reason why I was able to break through the threshold of the Jindan double in retreat this time is also because one of his games gave me inspiration!"

"Which game?" Evil Moon was very nervous, damn, it was finally here, since the refining qi, Yuan Ying, and distraction broke through the bottleneck because of the Fake oil, there was finally a golden pill that came out, but this golden pill is not from the Maha Immeasurable Palace.

"The year before last, the full embroidery was like "Returning the Pearl". The old demon of Montenegro couldn't help but snort: "It fictionally sets up a dynasty and writes a story about a group of crazy men and women, and the literary level is simply incomparable with his previous eunuch's "Dream of Red Mansions"! There is a man and a girl who fall in love on horseback, and the man says that your love cannot be more than mine, I am already full! The woman says that you are full, and I will overflow! I had no clue at the time, and I don't know why I suddenly recalled this conversation, and I burst out of inspiration!"

Chang Kaishen heard the black line on his face, and Xiao Lou obediently took out a champa to help him wipe the sweat beads from his forehead.

"If you want to say this "Huanzhu Gege", the plot is ridiculous Nima is simply an outrageous mess, if you didn't look at the poems that appeared in it, such as "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date", "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I wish to be a branch in the ground", "There are few flowers in the south and north of the Yangtze River, all of which are blood in the eyes of people", etc., it really makes people love it, I really may not be able to read it, who would have thought that it would be blessed by this!"

Qi Dian and Zong Heng rolled their eyes when they heard this, thinking to themselves about fucking your mother's car, after going back, you have to ask the senior brother to get this "Huanzhu Gege" anyway.

"Okay, don't talk about Long Aotian. Mingyue Nu made an inviting gesture to Zhuang Yuanlang: "Today, the two of us met for the first time at the fair, and I just want to meet the situation, you, like me, can help the prostitutes here also come to the first embedding of the famous couplet—how about it? This is not a high demand, right?"

"That's it......" The elephant-headed man pointed to the girl beside Zong Heng and asked, "Female Bodhisattva, what's your flower name?"

"The stage name of the slave is called dancing. "This girl is tall, there are two rouge-like plateau red on her cheeks, and the long tail with the pattern at the bottom of the skirt should be a banshee cultivator in the original shape of a rouge tiger.

"Come on, Junyou!"

"Easy to do. Chang Kaishen said coldly: "The drizzle layer head red carp jumps, and the spring dance in front of Baiyun Hall." The upper link is excerpted from the quatrain of "Jiangnan", and the lower link is from "Linjiang Immortal". The inlays at the end of the sentence are all the works of Long Aotian. ”

"You can!" Mingyue Nu was surprised: "The Spring Liberation Dance in front of Baiyun Hall is from the Dream of Red Mansions, right? You have even read that eunuch book!"

Seeing the appearance of Chang Kaishen's old god, the elephant man was immediately unconvinced, his fierce eyes were round, and his anger was like pointing at the girl next to Evil Moon: "What is your name?"

"Slave flower name Yueguan. ”

"I send my sorrow and the bright moon, and I get the spring breeze to pass the jade pass. Indentation at the end of the sentence. Without waiting for him to speak, Chang Kaishen directly gave the embedding couplet. Needless to say, Li Bai's "Hearing that Wang Changling Left Moved to Longbiao Yao and sent it here", and Yang Changjun's "Sending Zuo Gong to the West to Gantang" were also plagiarized by him in this time and space.

"Come again, you, what's your name?"

"Slave flower name god machine. ”

"If the pen is like a god, it can eliminate a few storms, go to the machine for thousands of miles, and clean up the earth, mountains and rivers. The name is embedded in the middle, I don't need to say what poems are induced, right? ”

"I'm rubbing! What a dignified inspirational couplet, you actually gave a*, this is simply the sound of the country!" Mingyue Nu was crazy, his nose tube was snorting and panting, and he turned around in the private room, and found that the four prostitutes had been exhausted, so he simply arrested the girl who ran the hall: "What is your name?"

"I am the monk of the Maha Immeasurable Palace, Lingming is also!" I didn't expect this sister to run the hall to be a fellow disciple of the Lingzi generation.

"I don't fucking believe it, you can still use Long Aotian's poems to make up a mescaping couplet!"

"You lost. Zhuang Yuanlang took a deep breath and said slowly: "The elixir should not be stolen, look at the blue sea and blue sky, where to send this heart every night; Indentation at the beginning of the sentence. ”

"I've read all of Long Aotian's poems, when has there been a couplet of the next couplet, "When will Mingyue be there?" Mingyue Nu was relieved, with an expression of "Haha, I caught you stealing chickens".

"There wasn't before, but now there is, because Xiao Wei's common name is called: Dragon-Proud-Heaven!"