readx;? The "sculpture" of warding off evil spirits is prostrate on all fours, and its head is on the ground, which is clearly begging for "five bodies to the ground". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

An adult evil spirit, that was originally a god-like existence. Not only is she powerful, but she also has an immortal life. However, she did not choose to burn the jade or take revenge afterwards, she chose to give up her eternal life without hesitation.

Just to make sure that my son can survive.

Perhaps, the only completely selfless love in this world is maternal love.

Dongfang Yu guessed that back then, the two sides must have made the most cruel divine sense oath. Only in this way will the powerful Soul Master Association not dare to really kill her son after committing suicide to ward off evil spirits, and can only imprison him forever.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu didn't care that he was in front of the door of the Academy Palace, bowed deeply, and whispered in his mouth: "Auntie, I have rescued the little evil spirit, and I have also signed an equal contract with him." We have become good friends, in this life, I will guarantee his safety, I will pursue immortality with him, you can rest assured. Don't cry, talk to your mother. ”

The little evil spirit couldn't stop crying, he was so anxious that he couldn't help it, and he couldn't care about Dongfang Yu letting him hide his strength, so he burst out with a "poof". It took three or two steps to the sculpture to ward off evil spirits, arched its hands with two small paws and said: "I also call you aunt, I am already good friends with evil spirits, no one will want to bully him in the future, whoever wants to bully him, I will beat him." ”

The little evil spirit finally relented, and sobbed: "Mom, I miss you, I don't want anything, as long as you can come back." ”

"Buzz!"

Dongfang Yu only felt in a trance, why did it seem that the "sculpture" moved?

The next moment, a clear divine thought passed into Dongfang Yu, Qian, and Xiao Yao's sea of consciousness, "Qian, I know you." And you, young man, I can feel your sincerity, thank you for taking care of my children. Don't talk anymore, this is a little bit of my remnant, it's been too long, you can't bother me, let me finish talking. ”

"Beibei, you finally escaped, mom is very happy. Mom has lived a very long time, and she doesn't have any nostalgia for life anymore, Mom is just worried about you. ”

The little evil spirit just cried and kept shouting "Mom", while the old evil spirit continued to say: "You find a way to take my god body away, peel off the outer layer of stone skin, I use my original god body to make a body for you, with it, you can be completely resurrected and live freely." Well, you're a powerful warder, not an antelope. Don't cry all the time, mother's greatest happiness is not immortality, but that you can grow up peacefully......"

The transmission gradually stopped, and the little evil spirit was no longer crying.

Dongfang Yu didn't know how to comfort Xiao Yao, he remembered an old story in his previous life.

A man listens to a woman's vicious lies and wants to use his mother's heart to heal his wife. So he killed his mother and pulled out her heart. The man ran towards his home with his mother's heart in his arms, but accidentally fell, and his mother's heart was also hit the ground. Just as the man was about to get up, the mother's heart spoke, "Child, did you fall in pain?"

Dongfang Yu was infinitely emotional, the "tragedy" finally happened, several students inadvertently discovered Dongfang Yu, and a "wolf howl" attracted countless students.

"The God of Poetry is here! Dr. Dongfang has come to teach us!" shouted to the students who first discovered Dongfang Yu, and their excitement was overwhelming.

Dongfang Yu hurriedly let the little evil spirit not be in a hurry, and thought about it in the long run, then turned around and greeted the students helplessly.

Hao Sinan of the National Academy of Medicine was running from the rear at a trot, his excited old face was flushed, and he shouted: "Mr. Dongfang is really a believer, if you don't come again, I have to come to the door again." ”

Dongfang Yu was not unprepared at all, but he originally planned to prepare for two days of class before coming, but now it's okay, the lecture has become an impromptu speech, which makes him really a little nervous.

Surrounded by officials and students of the National Academy, Dongfang Yu was hugged into a "large classroom" similar to an auditorium. He estimates that there will be at least 200 people seated here.

Hao Sinan had just led him to the front, and the students snatched all the seats with a "hula". Dongfang Yu reluctantly spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen, in fact, I just want to find out today, what do you want me to talk about? ”

"God of Poetry, we want to hear you talk about moon poetry!"

"Doctor, tell us about a river flowing eastward!"

"Mr. Dongfang, we want to know most about the sorrow of constant cutting and chaos?"

Dongfang Yu was secretly happy in his heart, so this is the case? Doesn't that mean that it is not difficult to find a poem casually and appreciate it from beginning to end?

He was trying to find a poem he was most familiar with from the chaotic shouts of the students in the audience, Hao Sinan opened his mouth, and a few words made Dongfang Yu's nose crooked, and he had the urge to beat him all over the ground to find his teeth.

Hao Sinan said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dongfang is a monk, and the monk's time is very precious. His Golden Palace poems have been circulated throughout the country, and no matter how much they say, they cannot show the highest level of Mr. Dongfang. We finally invited him to come once, so why not let him show off his super talent? is to be able to write beautiful poems about things that he doesn't even understand. ”

Dongfang Yu was dumbfounded, and his heart was pounding with fright, what did this guy want to do?

Sometimes, the more scared you are, the more things will go in the direction you fear the most.

"Boom!"

The students in the audience cheered one after another, and their opinions were instantly unified.

Hao Sinan had a smile on his face, which seemed to Dongfang Yu to be more like a wicked smile on his face. I saw him press down with both hands in a dashing manner, stop the noise in the audience, and continue: "As far as I know, before coming to Longdu, Dr. Dongfang had always been a proud disciple of the Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect. He had never been exposed to politics, and certainly had never been exposed to war, so now he was asked to write a new poem on the subject of war and peace. ”

Dongfang Yu now wants to spit out Hao Sinan's old blood. Looking at the ardent hopes of the students in the audience and their fanatical faces, Dongfang Yu had to rack his brains and search for dry intestines. He began with the pre-Qin period and thought of the fall of the Qing Dynasty, looking for suitable war poems.

Although there are such poems, he doesn't know much, so in order to cover them up, he had to say: "Old Hao, it is impossible for such a big yamen of the National Academy to have no bar?"

Hao Sinan raised his right hand and patted his forehead, apologetic again and again: "Blame me, blame me." I said that Mr. Dongfang's talent today is not agile in the Jinluan Palace, but I forgot Mr. Dongfang's hobby of making poetry. Go to me, and fetch the jar of good wine that I have treasured for thirty years. ”

When the little crow heard that there was thirty years of good wine, he couldn't help but shout in the agate tower: "Brother, I'm going to drink it soon!"

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Yu finally remembered a poem, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was more pertinent, and his heart settled down.

After receiving the good wine offered by Hao Sinan, Dongfang Yu slapped the mud seal in a chic manner, and before he drank it, he heard someone in the audience say something, and almost choked on it.

"You see, when Dr. Dongfang saw the wine, the whole person's expression was completely different, just now it seemed that he couldn't continue to think, but now he is full of energy, he really deserves to be a poet in the wine. ”