Xuenan Mountain got off the desk, walked in front of Yushan Wu, and slowly raised the small golden cup of pear blossoms, this cup of wine was going to Yushan Wu, but he didn't look at him, Yun Danfeng said lightly, "For decades, my Qingshui Sect has always been quiet, and I have never competed with Qingshan Sect and Qingmu Sect for any name." ”

Yushan Wu didn't move, but Ram Yu tilted his head and glanced at him, "Nanshan Daoyou, a sudden sentence made me scared." The pronunciation fell, she glanced at Yu Shan Wu again, twisted her fingers, and asked softly: "I have long heard that Yu Shan Wu of the Aoki Sect is romantic, and he married a mother-in-law of twelve rooms, and I dare to ask which room I can't sleep at night." ”

In fact, Yushan Wu made a fuss just to vent his unhappiness, after all, at such a time, throwing pots and composing poems, there was no one in the junior of Qingshan Sect, and his face as the sect master was gloomy. And his complaint, not only made Xue Nanshan displeased, but also angered the ram jade, why? The ram is here through the water, Yu Shanwu said this, obviously not to see her. Women who are mothers are all the same, no matter how harsh they criticize their children, they don't want others to say a sentence and a half, and Ram Yu's bearing is obviously not big, Yu Shanwu didn't say anything directly, just said an irrelevant word, she couldn't sit still.

From then on, it can be seen that the three of them have some temperament.

Xue Nanshan's cup of tea was still hanging in front of Yu Shan Wu, and he didn't help Ram Yu, but took care of Fang Cai's words and continued: "Fang Cai's words are a little arrogant. In fact, it is all the fault of Xue someone, who is ashamed of the word sect master, who has been practicing in retreat all the year round, and has never asked about idle or important matters in the Qingshui Sect, so that in the past few decades, the gap between the juniors has also increased, and it is not as amazing as the juniors of the Qingshan Sect and the Aoki Sect. ”

Xue Nanshan suddenly pointed at Xu Qiu, who was thoughtful, "Just as Xu Qiu, a junior of the Qingshui Sect, said, what are we cultivators practicing for, and what is the path we are pursuing?

Xue Nanshan waved his robe, "Nanshan thinks that cultivation should be like cultivation!"

A cup of tea was gently handed to Yu Shan Wu, and Xue Nanshan said: "Qingshui Sect is a grand event, it's good to give a three-point thin noodles, as for the mother-in-law, for you, it's not bad for this night, but?"

Yushan Wu said nothing, took the pear blossom cup, and drank it all.

Where is the reason for the elders to interject, but Xu Qiu accompanied him, uninhibited, and shouted fiercely: "Sect Master Nanshan, he understands the righteousness." After that, Xu Qiu was going to bow down.

Xue Nanshan was slightly stunned, and suddenly struck out a soft force, lifted Xu Qiu's body, waved his hand and said straightly: "No need to be polite, didn't you say it before?"

Xu Qiu was puzzled, "Why? Why is it true that the Qingshui Sect looks down on me Xu Qiu, I see that others have met the elders, whether it is Qingchou or Chi Yu, they are all worshipped! And I, Xu Qiu, have never worshiped anyone since I entered the Qingshui Sect. ”

"Or is it that Xu is doing the wrong apprenticeship? I still remember the old thief I met when I was fishing, and the old thief met me, talked to me for a few words, and asked me to worship him, but I naturally didn't want to, and said that a boatload of fish would be taken away for you, but calling me Xu Qiu to worship people, that was absolutely impossible! Who expected, the old thief actually controlled my body and bowed to him three times!"

"Right now, someone Xu is willing to worship Qingshui Sect, but he can't!"

"What's the truth?"

Xu Qiu is as meticulous as a daughter, and he can say this sentence now, for two purposes, first, it is strange that Qingshui Sect does not worship people, and second, to take out the three thousand old men of Lou out of the town of Qingshan Sect and Qingmu Sect, after all, the time to cast a pot and compose poems later is the time for him to show his skills, if he defeats the ram through the water, according to the temperament of the ram jade, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Xu Qiu, and the son is anxious.

Xu Qiu's two thoughts also concealed the fundamental purpose, and found the news of Lou Sanqian, the old thief.

Appalling.

Xue Nanshan sat down, and before he could ask, Ram Yu raised his eyes fiercely, "Xu Qiu, is this true?"

Xu Qiu pretended to be puzzled and pursed his lips: "Seriously." What's wrong?"

Ram Jade bowed his head lightly, and sighed with heavy eyebrows: "How many bows?"

"Three bows. ”

"Three bows?"

Yu Shan Wu: "Three bows, apprenticeship." ”

Xue Nanshan smiled but said bluntly, "Chi Yu, where is the pot?"

In the rest of the time, Ram Yu was obviously a lot heavier, and it could be seen from her brows that when Fang entered Fengbo Zhuang, her eyebrows were flat, and her eyes were bent, but it was not a bend of joy at the tips of her eyebrows. It is estimated that this old woman really had Xu Qiu's idea before, for the specific reason, it may be the bluestone scabbard on Xu Qiu's waist, after all, it is something that is seen through the water, and she has to get one for him anyway. However, right now, Xu Qiu threw out such a sentence, even if she is the master of the Aoki Sect, she must be careful to weigh whether she can provoke the three thousand Tianchi Tiger people.

Pitch pots to compose poems.

Throwing pot is a throwing game made by literati when they feast and drink, and it is also a kind of etiquette. Pitching the pot is to throw arrows into the pot, the one who hits the most wins, and the loser drinks according to the prescribed number of cups, so most of the time, the pitcher is also a kind of drinking game.

A pot, a bow, an arrow.

Xue Nanshan has a saying: "Pitching pot is a game of scholars, a classic of Confucianism among the three religions." Today, there is Qingshui Sect to emulate the three religions and be elegant, and Nanshan has the courage to learn it, but Nanshan is a layman after all, and the subtleties are not well understood, and it is just a form. But it's okay, there are a lot of rules, and the three little friends can also play more smoothly. The rules of the Qingshui Sect are simple, bow and arrow, shoot the pot, and compose poems. ”

Yushan Wu smiled and asked: "The one in the middle composes poetry." How can this be compared, if someone is not very inspired, and misses one arrow or two arrows, and does not want to write poetry at all, how can this be good?"

Xue Nanshan sneered, "The literati are in good spirits, how can we ordinary people who only know how to bend bows and shoot eagles understand?

Xu Qiu, the ram pierced the water and the ten clouds stood side by side, glancing at each other. Xu Qiu was humble, still taking a step back behind him, and made a gesture of invitation with the remaining two, signaling first. Who would have thought, the ten mercy clouds are like this, and it is also a lotus step lightly, taking a step back, "I have long heard that the ram wears the waterway, and he has a different body, and he is quite knowledgeable, like a pearl in the sea, and he once said that he can compose poems in five steps at the age of five, and I don't know if I can have the honor to take a look at it today." ”

The ram laughed at himself through the water, looked back at the two of them left and right, shook his head with a smile, and then suddenly took the bow with his hand, picked up an arrow, and was not in a hurry to Zhang Gong, but said: "There is a name in the book, 'Hit the high moon, throw the pot and break the sad face'." ”

"It's ugly!"

After that, the ram pierced his hands, retreated half an inch, and drew his bow to shoot the pot.

The pot is a white jade double-eared straight-mouthed pot, the spout is small, just enough to allow an arrow to enter and exit, the two ears are like fans, standing twelve inches away, like a teapot, but it is difficult to find such a warm and white teapot in the world. Since you learn the Confucian classics, you must do it yourself, at this time it is extremely unwise to use cultivation, the ram through the water and an arrow to the side of the ear, stop for a breath, and shout softly: "Go." ”

"Bang dang!"

All in one go, unbiased.

An arrow straight in.

Ram Yu shouted softly, his hands staggered, "Wu'er, it's good!"

Ram Yu turned sideways, thanked his mother, and bowed lightly to Xue Nanshan and Yushan Wu, "Senior, see and smile." ”

Let's talk about it.

One step, one step at a time.

Two steps, pacing.

Three steps, including the head.

Four steps, look up.

Five steps, chuckle.

There is a saying:

On top of the crane, there are heavenly immortals, and the nine days of agility are in the world.

The sea of clouds is endless, and you can find the old knowledge.

Five steps to compose poems, worthy of the name, not many steps, casually rhyme.

There are only 28 words, which is intriguing.

As for how to find out whether the poem was deliberately done in advance or in five steps, it is very simple, just look out the window. Outside the stormy village, the sea of clouds covers the river, and the crane goes without a trace, as if it is happy with the ram through the water. Shi Lianyun's chest rose and fell slightly, "I have found the old knowledge, is the fairy crane also looking for the old knowledge?" Xue Nanshan was also reminiscing, glanced sideways at the window, and smiled, "Wonderful." Ram Yu snorted, "Wu'er, Wu'er, Wu'er!" Yu Shanwu didn't understand Fengyue at all, felt very boring, and even ate a bite of pig's head meat, but in front of the juniors, he always had to say two words of praise to show the pattern of his predecessors, and picked his teeth and said: "Ouch, not bad." ”

The ram hung his bow and arrow upside down through the water, looked back and smiled elegantly, "Two Taoist friends, the ram is ugly first." ”

Xu Qiu and Shi Lianyun glanced at each other, "How? ”

Ten mercy clouds did not meet Xu Qiu's intentions, and the family took the ram through the water bow and arrow, and before throwing the pot, he pinned his hair and pinned it behind his ears. Xu Qiuyi was on the right side of Shilianyun, glanced at it inadvertently, obviously took a big breath, and praised it, his eyes were like five fingers like cutting onion roots, a bowstring was straight to the side of his ear, and the back of his neck was even more fragrant and snowy. Xu Qiuxin said, "The beauty embryo, the beautiful embryo that is alive, it's a pity, it's a pity that it's a mute." ”

This dumb sentence is naturally a joke, Xu Qiu is ridiculing Shi Lianyun for talking less.

Once the sword is out, there will be a "clang"!

Ten mercy clouds don't return to the hanging bun behind their ears, step in front of the window, wait and see the ten breaths, and say softly:

The moon is high, the fog is faint, and the stars are gone.

Everyone was scattered, empty, and full of sorrow.

The word ten pity clouds, the whole house is silent, and the needle can be heard.

[To be continued.] 】