"Do you out on your own?"

The shopkeeper looked him up and down again, and his face showed an undisguised sneer.

Lei Kun also laughed mockingly, glanced at him, and said:

"You want to beg Lao Xu to let you owe the debt first, and pay it back later, right? Boy, do you think that with you being poor, who would believe the false promise that you can repay the money?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Lei Kun's eyes, shook his head resolutely and said, "This store doesn't pay on credit, either you let someone else help you pay it back, or you just wait to be in prison." ”

Lei Ming showed a hint of resentment in his eyes, and sneered: "Don't talk nonsense with him, go and report to the official, he just wants to delay time and prepare to escape." ”

Although the gray-clothed young man said that he would help Yang Ye repay the debt, these people naturally wouldn't believe what he said, who would be okay to help a stranger take out two thousand five gold coins?

Even a super-rich person would not dare to give away so much money casually.

Unless he's funny in his head.

What's more, look at the gray-clothed young man and the old man's clothes, simple and old-fashioned, where do they look like rich.

Obviously, he was just joking.

"Lao Xu, give me a face, let my students go home first, and our college will find a way to repay the money. ”

Chen Shaofei hesitated for a moment, made a decision in his heart, and pleaded to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper glanced at Lei Kun, sneered, and said, "I'm sorry, I said earlier, this store doesn't pay on credit." Since Teaching Chen can't get the gold coins, then I can only report to the official. ”

After that, under the urging of Lei Kun's eyes, he didn't dare to hesitate, and turned around to call the guy to go to the government to call someone.

"Boss, I'll pay you back the money now. ”

At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly raised his eyes and said unusually calmly.

"Yang Ye, you ......"

"Brother Xiaoye, where do you have so much money?"

When Wang Yiwen and Cai Xiaoyan heard this, they immediately became anxious and said in a low voice.

When the gray-clothed young man next to him heard this, his eyebrows moved, and he looked at him with interest.

"When death is on the verge of death, you still have to deceive people?"

The shopkeeper looked disdainful, glanced at his whole body, and sneered: "What do you think, you don't look like a person who can take out two thousand gold coins today, don't you think I'm so foolish, and you want to kneel down and beg me to spare you?"

Yang Ye ignored him anymore, turned to Chen Shaofei and said, "Teaching Chen, I don't know if you can carry pen and ink with you?"

Chen Shaofei was slightly stunned, and then said: "There is a pen, but it is ......."

"Brother Yang, do you want to use pen and ink? I have it here. ”

The gray-clothed young man smiled friendlyly, turned his head to look at the hunchbacked old man, and said.

The old man nodded, turned his hand and took out an ordinary-looking wolf hair, wiped it in the palm of his other hand, and hurriedly stepped forward and handed it to Yang Ye, saying, "Little friend, just use it." ”

"Thank you both. ”

Yang Ye thanked him and glanced at the brush in his hand, the tip of the pen was moist, with a strange ink fragrance, as if he had just been fished out of the ink.

He glanced around the hall, then fixed his gaze on the wall not far away, and walked over with the corners of his mouth curled.

Everyone felt strange in their hearts and looked at it together.

When the shopkeeper saw him holding a brush in his hand and stopped in front of the wall that was as smooth as jade, he was immediately startled, and shouted angrily: "Good boy, what do you want to do? Could it be that you don't think you've damaged enough of my things to paint my walls?"

As he spoke, he ran over angrily to stop Yang Ye.

Yang Ye said, "Boss, don't worry. I owe you money, so I'm here to pay it back, and although I don't have any money, I have poetry, so I don't think I'll let you suffer?"

"What? You're going to write a poem on my wall, and you're going to pay me back for two thousand five hundred gold coins?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked at him with a look of absurdity.

After a few moments, he suddenly jumped up and became furious: "Are you fucking crazy? Who do you think you are, and you write any poem as money? Do you have a brain cramp?"

Lei Ming couldn't bear it either, laughed out loud, and said mockingly: "Yang Ye, Yang Ye, are you a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry? It's a pity that jumping out of the direction, it's better to jump off the building directly, and die a hundred times." ”

Lei Kun and a group of his subordinates also looked at him like clowns, with a playful face.

No one would believe that a mere scribe would dare to say that he wrote a poem to pay for it, and it was a huge debt.

Even those cultivators in the realm of literary generals, or even Sima Xiangru, the first scholar of the imperial court, would never dare to say so.

It is simply ridiculous that a poem dares to be counted as two thousand hardware coins!

Unless, of course, it's a poem with a literary tone.

But in this world, who dares to say that if you can write a poem casually, you can contain a literary atmosphere?

So for Yang Ye's words, everyone felt ridiculous.

Even Chen Shaofei frowned, his face full of worry.

Yang Ye's eyes flashed, and he didn't care about their ridicule.

With a flip of his left hand, he took out the jade flute, and a curtain of light appeared, stopping the shopkeeper from pulling.

Immediately, he groaned a little, lifted the wolf's hair, put pen on the wall like the wind, and quickly wrote the first line of the poem - is the golden scale a thing in the pool......

"Ahh

The shopkeeper was blocked by the light curtain and couldn't move forward, and when he saw that Yang Ye really dared to write on the snow-white wall, he was immediately shocked and angry, and pointed at Chen Shaofei and scolded.

"Shut up!"

Others looked at Yang Ye's first sentence and chewed silently, but the gray-clothed young man's eyes lit up and glared at the shopkeeper.

Yang Ye continued to write.

The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!

The gray-clothed young man's body shook suddenly, and his eyes stared at Yang Ye's brush.

The Nine Dragons are shocking, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water!

When the word "swim" in shallow water swimming was outlined, the wall shook suddenly, and the entire Cuixiang Building began to shake violently as if it had encountered an earthquake.

A vast tide of literary aura suddenly rushed out from the wall!

And between Yang Ye's eyebrows, the light suddenly flickered, and a vortex of literary qi appeared.

Yang Ye was unconscious, the wolf in his hand waved, and wrote under the poem: In a certain year and month, Yang Ye used this poem to compensate, which is worth a thousand gold.

This poem is a poem from his previous life, and it is perfect for him to use it here.

Those who have a little knowledge will understand it at a glance.

Lei Ming looked down on him, thinking that he was poor and short-minded, and he was about to be thrown into prison and ruin his life for the sake of money.

But I don't know that the golden scales are not in the pool.

He Yang Ye will definitely not be oppressed all the time and live at the bottom.

When the time comes, it will turn into a dragon and soar into the sky!

And the Lei family, even if they are powerful now, they are on top of the Nine Heavens Palace, and their edge is unparalleled.

But one day, there will be a sudden change, the dragon falls into the shallows, and is played by shrimp!

This poem not only shows his lofty ambitions, but also satirizes the Lei family, implying that they will pay a heavy price in the end.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the light burst out!

Cuixiang Lou stopped shaking, but the poems on the wall erupted into an extremely amazing vision!

The tone is rolling, and the white light is dazzling.

The fonts seemed to come to life, suddenly twisting and wiggling on the walls, all of them full of energy and aura.

The walls suddenly dented, and the poem suddenly weighed a thousand pounds.

Obviously, it was just a brush dipped in ink and lightly written on the strokes, but at this time, it was strangely sunk into the wall, like an ancient stone inscription engraved on it, deep and heavy.

A pure literary aura, carrying a suffocating sharp aura, rushed towards everyone.

The entire hall was suddenly resplendent in gold, like a heavenly palace!

The crowd opened their mouths wide and were stunned.

The hunchbacked old man straightened his back even more, leaned forward, stared at the wall with wide eyes, and a pair of eyes longed to stare out.

Lei Ming and the five injured youths were also pale at this time, and their eyes were round.

"This ...... It's a ......"

The gray-clothed young man's face was flushed with excitement, his lips trembled, and his eyes shone with a strange golden glow.

And Cai Xiaoyan and Wang Yiwen were even more shocked by the scene in front of them, and their minds went blank.

They couldn't have imagined that Yang Ye wrote a poem casually, and it was like a thousand troops, such a big movement!

"Boss, can this poem compensate you for your losses?"

Yang Ye turned around, glanced at the shopkeeper who was trembling in the corner, and said lightly.

"Enough...... Enough ......."

Lao Xu no longer has knowledge, and he also knows how valuable poems containing literary atmosphere and poems that inspire visions are.

Even if there are a hundred such Cuixiang Buildings, they are not worth a single word on the wall.

At this time, he was half frightened to death by the vision just now, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Yang Ye bowed to the stunned gray-clothed young man and the old man, and returned the brush in his hand to them.

Then he smiled at the two girls and said, "Let's go, the money has been paid off, let's go to dinner." ”

The two girls secretly suppressed the shock in their hearts, nodded, followed him, and went downstairs.

Lei Kun and the others on the stairs watched with their eyes, but they didn't dare to stop them at all.

In the field, for a while, there was silence.

Everyone's eyes have been fixed on that wall, and they are reluctant to move away for a long time.

After half a ring, Lei Ming's eyes flashed with excitement, and he whispered to Lei Kun: "Uncle, quickly send someone to buy this store and find a way to get the poem on the wall home, we have a big hair now! If my father knows, I guarantee that he will not be able to sleep happily!"

Lei Kun was overjoyed, his face was full of greed, he waved his hand, and hurriedly walked to the shopkeeper with someone, and said: "Lao Xu, I bought this store, no matter how much money you want, I will give it to you, even if you open your mouth, I want it now, and I can't delay it in a quarter of an hour!"

The shopkeeper stood up tremblingly, glanced at the poem on the wall, his neck stiffened, and said: "I'm sorry Lord Lei, this poem, the small one is going to be passed on as an heirloom of my Xu family, and it will definitely not be given to others." ”

"You're looking for death? You're dazed, do you know who you're talking to?"

When Lei Kun heard this, he was immediately furious.

This old Xu, who usually wags his tail in front of his eyes like a dog, dares to disobey himself, which is beyond his imagination.

The shopkeeper showed a trace of horror in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he trembled and said: "Lord Lei killed the villain today, and the villain will never give you this poem, I don't want this store, the poem on the wall must be left!"

"Grass! You're tired of it!"

Lei Kun shouted angrily, raised his palm, slapped him to the ground, and shouted to the people behind him: "Go back and get the money, you must buy this place!"

"Lei Kun, you can't die well, you dare to rob my heirloom in broad daylight, even if I die, I won't let you go!"

The shopkeeper covered his red and swollen cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of resentment.

"Hmph, it's up to you?"

Lei Kun sneered, and was about to go over and kick him, but he saw that the gray-clothed young man suddenly shouted, and his whole body was shining, like a whirlwind, and he ran to the wall.

"Bang! bang!"

The gray-clothed young man shook his fist as if he was crazy, and hammered desperately at both sides of the wall.

"Good thief!

Seeing this, Lei Kun was furious, and with a stroke of his fists, he was about to step forward to stop it.

saw the hunchbacked old man smile, his eyes lit up, he stopped in front of him and slapped him back.

"Childe, the old servant is here to help you!"

The old man turned and rushed to the wall, pounding it with the gray-clothed young man.

In a few breaths, the wall inscribed with the poem was about to collapse with a bang.

The two laughed, and one grabbed one side of the wall and lifted the large piece of the wall directly.

Immediately, the two of them burst into flames, jumped directly from the second floor, and ran wildly on the street.

"Hahaha......"

The triumphant and exuberant laughter of the two of them spread throughout the street.

On the streets, everyone was shocked, screaming and fleeing for their lives.

"Ahh

When the shopkeeper saw that the walls were empty and the poems were gone, he screamed and fainted.

"Uncle, chase them, kill them, and take back the poem!"

Lei Ming's eyes were blood-red, he shouted angrily, and climbed down the stairs with a rolling belt, chasing outside.

"My poem, my baby! I swear that I will kill those two thieves!"

Lei Kun got up from the ground, roared angrily, and jumped directly from the second floor with the soldiers, ready to chase desperately.

As a result, it happened to fall on Lei Ming, who had just staggered out of the store, and with a "click", he directly crushed the bones in his two shoulders.

"Ahh

Lei Ming suddenly screamed miserably and passed out.

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