"Ye Fan, that young man, shouldn't Barbie Q in advance?"

"In this case, wouldn't it be a waste in terms of plot?"

In Chang'an City, Xuanzang looked thoughtful.

Previously, he opened a live broadcast, but it has been closed, mainly because it is not very convenient.

Tony's advice inspired him, and during the reign of Li Er, the Tang Dynasty prospered.

If a dynasty prospers, so does the corresponding entertainment industry.

In the same way, in Chang'an City, there are countless flower buildings where literati and scholars live, and there can be forty or fifty on a street.

Of course, Xuanzang would definitely not go to that kind of low-grade flower building, but went to the only teaching department in Chang'an City.

The Department of Teaching is related to the court, and it is a place to entertain dignitaries and wealthy people, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to enter.

Moreover, the girls in the teaching department are not ordinary flower buildings, all of them are extremely talented, proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and they are not a problem to chant poetry.

Although Xuanzang has no identity, he is not an ordinary mortal, and it is very easy to get in.

At this moment, in the private room of the teaching workshop, Xuanzang is lying comfortably on the soft couch, and there are two teachers and girls playing music, stroking the piano and blowing the flute, the environment is pleasant and the atmosphere is harmonious.

These two girls are delicate, but their figures are slim, they are wearing light yarn, and their appearance is not bad.

"Buddha, aren't you a monk? The slave and maid heard that the monks were not allowed to come to us. ”

The girl who strokes the piano is called Lan'er, and her piano sound is beautiful and skillful.

"Rumors are not credible, this is rumor-mongering." Xuanzang said.

Another girl peeled a grape and handed it to Xuanzang, and poured a glass of wine by the way.

This girl's name is Xiu'er, and she has a similar appearance to Lan'er, delicate and exquisite.

"Rumors."

When Lan'er heard this, she hid her face and smiled.

"Whether it's a rumor or not, the slave family still doesn't know! But Buddha, you are so handsome! A handsome man like you came here, and if he could write poetry, he could spend free of charge. Lan'er said.

The girls in the Jiaofang Division are more knowledgeable than the girls in the flower buildings outside, and so is the knowledge.

They have the opportunity to be redeemed by dignitaries and marry home as concubines, and they are even lucky to be sent to the palace as palace maids.

But compared to these, they prefer literati and ink writers with literary talents, and then some romantic affairs happen.

If you look at the right eye, you can even pay out of your own pocket...... Wait a minute.

Xuanzang heard the overtone in Lan'er's words and asked:

"Can you write poetry for free?"

"Naturally, it's not an ordinary poem, it must be elegant!" Lan'er said.

"Ah...... This ......"

Xuanzang inexplicably felt that he could prostitute the workshop in the future, and the three hundred Tang poems in his head were finally going to come in handy?

"Buddha, in this way, you are deeply hidden?" Lan'er asked.

"Huh! It's just poetry, what's so hard about that! ”

"I casually write a poem, which is a quatrain for the ages!" Xuanzang smiled.

"Tell me, Buddha. If you don't say much, you might have a chance to be a guest of the Oiran of the Workshop. Lan'er said.

"Ahem."

"Think about it!"

Xuanzang thought about it, couldn't help but stand up, walked to the window, watched the moonlight in the night sky spill on the soft couch through the window, and couldn't help but light up his eyes, and said:

"There it is!"

"Moonlight in front of the bed!"

"Suspected frost on the ground!"

"Look up at the bright moon!"

"Bow your head and miss your hometown!"

After that, there was a sudden silence in the box!

Lan'er, Xiu'er's expressions gradually solidified, and they all turned into shock.

It was originally a joke, but they didn't expect Xuanzang to really talk about a poem casually!

The point is that this poem sounds ordinary at first, but after careful chewing, the simple composition of the text has become an extraordinary verse, the battle is neat, and the rhyme is perfect.

Bright moonlight, frost on the ground, bright moon, homesickness!

In just a few sentences, it conveys a sense of homesickness through the bright moon.

"What a literary style! Buddha! ”

Lan'er's eyes were bright, and a look of adoration appeared in her eyes.

Handsome and extraordinary!

Of course, this doesn't seem to be anything in Xuanzang, and in later generations, this kind of poem doesn't come with his mouth open.

But in this era, it is still very rare.

Lan'er then recorded the poem, and the Department of Education also exhibited the poem for the literati to enjoy.

And Xuanzang is famous in another way, with this poem, it is estimated that he will not have to pay for the consumption in the Teaching Workshop Division for a few months.

In the special wing, Lan'er and Xiu'er have already left, although they really want to stay overnight and discuss life and the composition of power with Xuanzang.

But they were all rejected by Xuanzang with righteous and stern words, and it was impossible to challenge his weakness.

In addition to this, there is a very important reason.

I don't know if it's an illusion, there seems to be a wisp of demonic aura hidden in this sect.

The demonic aura is very faint, so faint that it is imperceptible.

It's also a pity that Xuanzang is a heavenly immortal cultivator now, if ordinary cultivators can't notice it at all.

"It's a little interesting, this Chang'an City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the Jiaofang Division is related to the palace, and there are actually monsters hidden."

Xuanzang said in his heart, and then closed his eyes to recuperate. Then he continued to perceive, but he didn't find it after that, and it seemed to disappear completely.

In this regard, Xuanzang didn't think that the other party's cultivation exceeded the realm of heavenly immortals!

Then there is only one possibility, and that is to have a powerful hidden aura magic weapon.

Since the other party intended to hide, Xuanzang was not in a hurry to find out the other party.

Moreover, he is Tang Seng, Tang Sanzang!

Does he need to find a yokai? Which youkai didn't come to him on their own initiative?

Which youkai can resist the temptation of eating a bite of meat to live forever and feather to soar!

At the same time, in a hidden attic of the Teaching Workshop Division, the room was dimly lit, the candles were flickering, and light veils could be seen fluttering and the breeze was gentle.

A slender and graceful figure stood behind the curtain.

Just by looking at the back, you know that this woman is the best in the world, a peerless stunner.

The woman was holding a piece of paper in her hand, and what was written on it was the poem that Xuanzang had copied.

Seeing this, the stunning woman slowly put down the paper, her sexy red lips rose slightly, and murmured:

"It's so wet!"

"But compared to poetry, that person has an aura that the demon clan can't resist. It almost made the demon clan want to eat each other immediately. ”

The stunning woman is restraining herself, restraining her demon nature.

This is Chang'an, if there is a murder, it will be amazing, and everyone in the Teaching Department will be held responsible.

The stunning woman doesn't want the current stability to be broken.

In the shadows, on the dim walls, I could faintly see huge tails wagging in a fleeting manner!

……

Another world, starry sky, nine dragons pull the coffin.

Inside the bronze coffin, Ye Hei Youyou regained consciousness from a coma, and I don't know who it was.

He looked around and saw a small bronze coffin standing in the middle.

And all around him were his classmates, scattered on the ground, all unconscious, not yet awake.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Although it was delayed for two days, fortunately, I still got into the coffin, and finally started the path of cultivation, and in the future, there will be a place for my Ye Tiandi in the heavens and all worlds."

Ye Fan was about to wake up his classmates, but suddenly found that something was wrong?

In addition to his classmates, there were eight more strange corpses.

These corpses were strange, their bodies emitting a faint black glow, their flesh trembling, and their breath was dangerous, as if they were about to wake up at any moment.

……

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