"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died. A loud voice shouted, "Who the hell are you, what are you doing here?"

"I'm almost out of breath! How can anyone talk to someone like this? A gentleman doesn't move his mouth, and the so-called indecent don't look at indecent and don't move, you have already violated the rudeness, you know?"

With a "bang", Ye Wushuang was thrown to the ground.

"Another stinky scholar!"

Ye Wushuang staggered and looked back, only to see that this person was eight feet tall, with a leopard head and eyes, a majestic beard, a beard like a steel needle, an open chest and a placket, a large piece of heart protection hair was also like a beard, and the sword hanging from the waist of the sword box on his back was really majestic! He stared at Ye Wushuang coldly, his eyes were like a sword, piercing his heart, this person was so angry! There was a feeling that he couldn't hide the edge of the sword, not that the edge was exposed, but that he was full of murderous energy, and that he was going to kill if he couldn't stop it!

The man narrowed his eyes: "Boy, are you good, ordinary people can't help but look at me, snakes, insects, rats and ants are dead by now when they look at me!"

Ye Wushuang's heart was cold, why was this person so murderous? He suddenly pointed at his beard: "Oh! I know who you are, I know you?"

"Well, how do you know me? Who am I?"

"You're Zhong Kui! the one who is so ugly that he committed suicide!"

"Fart, how could I be Zhong Kui? Am I that ugly? Where do you tell that I am Zhong Kui?"

"There are pictures of you hanging everywhere in the market, that's what it looks like, I don't believe I'll buy one tomorrow and come back to show you. ”

"No, what do you say you're doing here?"

"I'm going north to Beijing to catch the exam, I'm in a hurry today, I missed the accommodation, and I'm here.

"You go, go now, you're not welcome here!"

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving, I didn't know you were a great monk. ”

"What's the matter? You're a monk! Your whole family is a monk!"

"Is this a temple, okay? If you're not a monk, why should you let me go?"

The man leaned over with a big face and said coldly, "If you don't leave, okay, then be careful of your life." ”

Ye Wushuang patted his chest and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Wow! I'm so scared! Is there a tiger eating people here?"

"Hey, is there really a tiger eating people here?"

He was answered by the sound of the door closing.

"Hmph, what's the big deal!" Ye Wushuang turned around and went back to his room, casually laid out a list, sat for a while, and heard the snoring next door gradually rising, he tiptoed to the door of the man's room and listened to it, suddenly banged on the door vigorously, and shouted in his mouth: "Zhong Daxia! Zhong Daxia!" Before he could shoot the third time, the door was opened with a "boom", and the man was already standing at the door in full armor: "What's the matter? What the hell?"

"No, Zhong Daxia, I mean"

"What 'Zhong Daxia'? Who is surnamed Zhong?"

"Ah, aren't you Zhong Kui, don't you have the surname Zhong?"

"Who's surnamed Zhong? My surname is Yan, Yan's Yan!"

"Wow!

"Why do you kid talk so much nonsense! My name is Yan Chixia!"

"It turned out to be Yan Daxia, Xiaosheng Ye Wushuang has seen Yan Daxia. ”

"Well, tell me, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I want to borrow an oil lamp from Yan Daxia, this cold night is silent when I read a book. ”

"That's it?"

"Hmm. ”

"Nope!"

Boom, the door is closed again!

"Hmph, if you don't borrow, you won't borrow!" Ye Wushuang went back to his room stupidly, and after a while, he heard the snoring next door again, he pushed open the window, and said to himself in the moonlight like water: "The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping, I want to read but there is no light, so I will take advantage of this moonlight to chant a few poems to comfort my heart." What's so good to pinch? Well, you're going to the bar!

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me"

This will be long enough, Ye Wushuang's voice is getting louder and louder, and Yan Chixia is anxious before she finishes reading, and knocks on the wall: "Stinky scholar, what are you howling about?

"I don't have an oil lamp, I can't read, I can only recite poetry. ”

"What kind of poems are you chanting in the middle of the night? Be careful to attract ghosts!"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of seeing any ghosts after seeing you. ”

"You kid owe a beating, don't you?"

"No, my teacher was waiting for me on the Hangzhou Road in front, and he told me to memorize poems and books diligently, and if I saw that he couldn't memorize it, I would have to be beaten by the board. ”

"Shut up for me, it's better to be killed than to be eaten by a ghost!"

"You keep talking about ghosts, ghosts, where are there ghosts in this world? Besides, this is a temple, how can ghosts come here? Your courage is too small, let's read more books, the so-called reading more than 10,000 volumes has its own heroic spirit, I have a righteous awe-inspiring spirit, where do ghosts dare to provoke me? Forget it, I won't tell you, I'd better hurry up and chant poetry.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can read the book, the white head is too mysterious. ”

As soon as this chivalrous song came out, Yan Chixia immediately fell silent, and finally sighed for a while: "Good poem, good poem! Boy, what is the name of this poem?"

"Chivalrous travel!" Ye Wushuang smiled slightly, this poem is specially prepared for you, and a murderous swordsman like you likes this kind of poem the most.

Yan Chixia was really fooled, and actually pushed the door and walked in: "Boy, you"

"Huh?" Ye Wushuang frowned and snorted.

"Oh, yes, Ye Wushuang, can't I call you by your name in the future, come, come here. After speaking, he took Ye Wushuang's arm and walked out.

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep. ”

"No, you can't sleep right now. He pulled him to the front of the hallway and stood still, "Do you see if the yard down there is dirty?"

"Dirty, dirty anymore. Ye Wushuang pouted and looked at him: "How long have you lived here, have you never cleaned it?"

"Sweep, hey, I'll sweep it now, I promise to clean it clean, spotless like a mirror! ”

"What? How long can I read slowly? Can you clean this yard like a mirror?"

"You can try. ”

"Okay! Then I'll read it. ”

"Come on!" Yan Chixia pulled out the long sword at her waist and flew into the air with a little railing on her toes.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. When Ye Wushuang just read the first sentence, Yan Chixia's sword light had already split down like snowflakes, and the weeds in the courtyard had already flown up before touching the sword light, and after the four sentences were recited, he had already slashed out more than 100 swords, killing from this end of the courtyard to that end, and the footsteps in the middle had never landed! He definitely didn't use any flying spells, he just relied on his powerful sword qi to keep himself in the air! "Haha! Okay! What a sassy meteor!

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

After reading these four sentences, Yan Chixia went to the other end of the yard, and not a single trace of the grass clippings flying in the air fell to the ground!

After Ye Wushuang read the whole poem, the momentum on Yan Chixia's body became stronger and stronger, and finally the sword in her right hand pointed at the night sky, and a dazzling white light suddenly appeared on her body and pierced the sky like a sharp sword in the sky!

"Soaring Sword Intent!" Ye Wushuang couldn't help but shout! This thing is not fake, this is the ultimate pursuit of sword cultivation all his life, and any shield of sword intent will not work, slaughtering a Yuan Infant Monk is like playing!

As soon as the white light of the brush faded, Yan Chixia put her sword into the sheath and laughed: "Happy! Happy! What a chivalrous walk! Ye boy, how do you see how I cleaned the courtyard?"

This Ye Wushuang really didn't pay attention, just looking at his dazzling swordsmanship, only to find that the black stone on the ground reflected the moonlight slightly, and it really looked like a big mirror!" "This, how is this possible? Your sword qi is so sharp, any stone should be chopped, this is not scientific." ”

"What's that?"

"I mean, the grass and debris are all chopped up, why are the stones all right?"

"This is the cultivated kung fu, put a hair in your hand, I can use my sword qi to break it into ten pieces, but I can't hurt your hand. ”

"Huh?" "What kind of kung fu is this?" Ye Wushuang had never heard of it.

"Ye boy, you all know the Heavenly Sword Intent, it's not simple, but why don't you have any cultivation at all?"

Oops, it's broken!

When she was embarrassed, Yan Chixia suddenly shouted: "Oh no! I said why are you so irritable today, it turns out to be a full moon night! No, the sword qi is a little uncontrollable, I have to go out to practice the sword for a while before I can come back, Ye boy, you wait for me, I have something to ask you when I come back!"