Chapter 129: Poetry and Poetry
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Ye Zhou then smiled and said: "I know that the great monk you don't have 10,000 taels of silver, so let's do it, this son will lend you 10,000 taels, and you will use it to take a boat, how about it?" ”
"......" Gu Mozhi is an extremely smart person, but Ye Zhou's thinking is too jumpy, and he still hasn't turned a corner suddenly.
Ye Zhou was not verbose, took out a silver ticket of 10,000 taels of silver, and lit up in Gu Mozhi's eyes: "How is it?" If you borrow ten thousand taels of silver, I will let you take a boat. ”
Gu Mozhi frowned, tried to think about what the reason for Ye Zhou did this, and quickly came to a conclusion.
This scoundrel must be afraid of himself, but if he relents and lets himself get on the boat, the gentleman will not be able to get on the stage, so he comes up with this self-deceptive method, which can not only avoid the threat of death, but also not lose face.
Gu Mozhi despised it in his heart, and grabbed the silver ticket in Ye Zhou's hand: "Okay, I borrowed it." "Gu Mozhi is in a hurry to cross the river, and now he is too lazy to talk to Ye Zhou.
"Return within one day after crossing the river."
"No problem."
"That's it, the boatman will sail." Ye Zhou took back his silver ticket and said to the boatman.
"Ouch." The boatman suddenly snorted and fell on the boat holding his stomach: "I have a stomachache, I must have eaten the overnight steamed bun in the morning, no, no, I want to go and make it convenient." ”
The boatman immediately ran off the boat and went to the field to solve the problem.
Gu Mozhi was stunned: "What now?" ”
"Look at him like that, he can't drive the boat, just right, this son doesn't like the bad old man next to him to affect the mood of the uncle's poetry, today this son will personally come to drive a boat."
Ye Zhou threw a piece of broken silver to the shore: "Boatman, I drove away on your boat, and the money is on the shore." ”
"Let's go, let's go." In the grass came the echo of the boatman's house.
Ye Zhou propped up the boat with great interest and let the boat leave the shore, Gu Mozhi frowned, feeling that something was wrong in his heart, but now there was no other good way, watching Ye Zhou drive the boat, he didn't say anything, just stared at Ye Zhou secretly.
Dark clouds roll, trees sway, heaven and earth play a gray background, and small boats sail on the river.
Ye Zhou sat at the bow of the boat, Gu Mozhi and Zhong Ling sat at the stern, the river wind swept across the river, setting off layers of endless waves, the ferry was just downwind, almost no oars, Ye Zhou began to chant poetry.
"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost,
Jiang Feng Yuhuo was sleepy.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,
Midnight bell to the passenger ship.
Good poetry, good poetry, great monk, what do you think of this poem? ”
Ye Zhou asked Gu Mozhi.
Gu Mozhi's face was full of disdain: "Where did you copy the poem, what is the similarity between the artistic conception of your poem and the place where we are now?" You still go to Gusu and chant this poem again, maybe someone will praise you. ”
I didn't expect Hatomo to have literary skills.
Ye Zhou snorted disdainfully: "Great monk, you really don't have any literary cells at all, talking to you is playing the piano to the cow, little sister, you come here, let's chant poetry together." ”
"Wow."
Zhong Ling was about to get up, but he was held down by Gu Mozhi, and said vigilantly: "If you want to chant poetry, you can chant poetry, you don't have to sit together." ”
"The big monk is too boring, that little sister, let's just chant poetry, I'll make the first sentence, you make the second sentence, start, the blue waves are full of clouds and clouds."
"......" Gu Mozhi was almost disgusted by Ye Zhou and vomited.
Zhong Ling smiled and continued: "The blue water hides the dragon cloud hidden immortal. ”
"There was a thunderclap on the ground."
"The beautiful woman crosses the wild horse pass in the rain."
"......" Hatomo was going to be disgusted to death by these two shameless things.
But Ye Zhou and Zhong Ling's interest seemed to come up, and they continued to chant poetry, without the slightest intention of stopping, there was really a thunderstorm, the pouring rain sprinkled on the river, the wind blew, and the boat swayed forward in the river waves.
The rain was getting heavier and the wind was getting stronger, almost obscuring the view, and the churning waves tossed the fishing boats up and down.
It's time, Ye Zhou secretly glanced at Zhong Ling, and Zhong Ling nodded silently behind Gu Mozhi.
"Fairy Lingbo descends to the earth."
"Smile and walk through my door."
Ye Zhou and Zhong Ling suddenly urged Ling Bo to step slightly, and at the same time leaned towards the middle of the ferry, Gu Mozhi had been on guard against Ye Zhou, but who expected Zhong Ling to be Ling Bo microstep, seeing Zhong Ling dodging, he immediately stretched out his hand, but did not catch it.
Ye Zhou took Zhong Ling's hand and jumped off the ferry at the same time.
Kumachi was furious, and a flaming knife slashed over.
The scorching breath roasted his back, Ye Zhou hurriedly dodged, but the attack range of the flame knife was too large, and it was inconvenient to dodge on the water, the flame knife slashed past Ye Zhou's waist, and the two of them followed closely and sank into the water, disappearing into the rolling river waves.
"Come back, I'll catch you."
The ferry lost its balance, Gu Mozhi didn't know how to water, he was at a loss on the boat, a big wave rolled in, the ferry was overturned by the waves, Gu Mozhi was startled, quickly grabbed the side of the boat, and yelled at the river, but where was the shadow of Ye Zhou and Zhong Ling.
The river was full of waves, but the water was relatively calm, and it was a little warm, Ye Zhou was worried about the appearance of some underwater monsters, and wanted to dive ashore quickly, but saw Zhong Ling's face flushed in the water, and his little face was bulging.
"This girl doesn't know water?"
Ye Zhou thought that only Gu Mozhi couldn't water, but he didn't expect Zhong Ling to either, there was still some distance from the shore, and his water nature was not very good, what should he do now?
Ye Zhou suddenly felt that he was much more adaptable to the last dive now, when he ran the internal qi and let the internal qi flow in the meridians, his lungs would not be so uncomfortable, it seemed that his martial arts were high, and he should be more adaptable to the underwater environment.
As soon as his shoulders tightened, Zhong Ling grabbed Ye Zhou's arm tightly, Ye Zhou knew that Zhong Ling couldn't stand it anymore, thinking of the scene in the TV series, he kissed Zhong Ling on the lips, Zhong Ling's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Ye Zhou in a daze.
Ye Zhou dived into the distance while ferrying, estimating that it was a little far away from the ferry, before finally emerging from the river.
Zhong Ling had already fainted, Ye Zhou bought a lifebuoy from the supermarket space, put Zhong Ling on it, held the lifebuoy himself, and floated out with the river waves.
I don't know where to get ashore, Ye Zhou put Zhong Ling on the grass, made a **** press, and was about to artificially respirate Zhong Ling, Zhong Ling's eyes opened.
"Ling'er, don't get me wrong, I'm going to give you artificial respiration." Ye Zhou said.
"I know." Zhong Ling whispered, sat up, his face was flushed, his stomach was still a little uncomfortable, he coughed twice, and glanced at his surroundings.
The heavy rain was pouring down, the smoke was shrouded, and it was completely impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, Zhong Ling frowned and said, "Brother Ye, where is this?" ”
"I don't know, but looking at the terrain, it should still be between the Mustang Pass and the border of the Great Song Dynasty." Ye Zhou said.
"Then let's go quickly, otherwise it will be miserable to be found by the great monk." Zhong Ling stood up.
"Yes." Ye Zhou nodded, and as soon as he moved, a sharp pain came from his waist, Ye Zhou almost stood unsteadily, and held on to a cypress tree next to him. (To be continued.) )