On the twelfth day of the coquettish conference, Chen Mo returned from the feast of Zhang Xu, the 'top crazy pen', and from tomorrow, as long as the spirit general or monk with the purple coquettish Pei can enter the Ten Thousand Temples Temple to participate in the final exchange with the princes.

On the way back to the inn, Chen Mo's mind was full of reminiscences of Zhang Xu's wild grass. Although Zhang Xu, who has the name of "Grass Sage", is not a sage, this outstanding, uninhibited and almost crazy woman in cursive left a deep impression on him.

"The calligraphy enters the gods, the paper clouds and smoke, the ancient and ancient competitions to spread the eight laws; the wine madness is called the grass saint, the hall is full of wind and rain, and the memory is drunk and drunk three cups. Chen Mo looked at the couplet engraved on the inscription in his hand, it was the 'top crazy pen' Zhang Xu personally wielded, the wild grass was like a dragon, and the changes were like ghosts and gods, and it could not be traced.

This kind of word can kill!

With Zhang Xu's handwriting, my sister's '10,000-character tablet' should not be a problem.

Passing by an alley, a familiar white shadow appeared in the corner of his eye, Chen Mo seemed to see an ancient well in the depths of the alley, and a gauzy woman sat on the well, staring at him quietly.

"Huh?" Chen Mo looked back, and it was another illusion.

In the past few days, he has had this hallucination several times, which makes him very uncomfortable in the bottom of his heart. It doesn't matter if you're a human or a ghost, let's see. Chen Mo's figure flickered and flew towards the alley.

The alley is deep, remote and secluded, and at the end is a courtyard with elm trees and a well. There was no one in the courtyard, Chen Mo checked the well for a while, and did not find the slightest sign of people, and then poked his head into the well, and punched a divine thought, but he couldn't feel the signs.

Could it be that there is still Sadako's star name in the astral boundary?

Chen Mo muttered, turned around, and suddenly his whole body was agitated, and his pores shuddered.

I saw a tall woman appear behind him unconsciously, this woman was extremely tall, although she was covered with a big hat, she could vaguely see her long legs into the sword and inserted it on the ground, there was a fierce domineering spirit.

Chen Mo's consciousness was already very alert, but he didn't even notice the appearance of this woman, as if it appeared out of thin air, but even if it appeared out of thin air, even if there was a slight fluctuation in the void, Chen Mo could be on guard, but there was nothing.

Seeing her suddenly, Chen Mo was also surprised.

But he immediately calmed down, Chen Mo looked up at the tall woman who was as tall as a horse, the woman was wearing a mask without sorrow or joy, and this face couldn't even be seen with his eyes.

"Are you Chen Mo of the 'Peach Blossom Green Emperor'?" the woman spoke, her voice filled with indifference.

Since the poem of the Qing Emperor in his year was famous in Qu Yuan City, coupled with the red faces around Chen Mo, the Peach Blossom Green Emperor became his nickname unconsciously, and Chen Mo was a little helpless. "Who's the girl?"

"If the song I was the Green Emperor in his year was your work?" the woman didn't seem to hear his question, and asked to herself.

"Huh?" Chen Mo stared at her, trying to see the clue.

The woman's voice was indifferent: "I also have a song of chrysanthemum, I want you to help me appreciate it." ”

"For poetry appreciation, the girl is afraid that she has found the wrong person, I recommend you to find the 'poet Tianzi', she is very discerning. Chen Mo said.

The woman opened her mouth to say the first line of poetry.

"I don't send when the flowers are hairy. ”

This woman simply doesn't listen to people's words, a little too self-conscious, Chen Mo frowned, but when the woman said the first sentence of Yongju, Chen Mo's whole body was shocked, his expression sank, and he stared at her intently.

"I'm scared to death when I get it. ”

"If you want to fight the west wind, you will wear golden armor all over your body. ”

The woman read four sentences, and suddenly, the courtyard seemed to be covered by a shroud of mercury, and the huge pressure pressed heavily on the ground, the wind stopped flowing, and everything in heaven and earth was silent. A powerful murderous aura suddenly came out, and Chen Mo only felt that the pores of his whole body were bloomed by this cold aura.

Under the suppression of this murderous aura, even 'Xuanwu' actually felt fear.

What's going on??

Chen Mo was horrified in his heart, it was the first time he encountered such a helpless thing, and he couldn't say a word in his mouth.

"If you are stunned by this chrysanthemum of mine and can't say a word, then I will accept your jade pendant. The woman was indifferent, and grabbed the purple coquettish jade pendant on Chen Mo's waist as a matter of course.

Chen Mo, the owner of the jade pendant, can enter the Temple of All Saints if he gets it, and he has been spied on by many people in the past few days, but what he covets is just some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and Chen Mo doesn't take it seriously. But the first time she encountered such a terrifying woman, she obviously didn't exert her strength, but every word she said was filled with the coldness of the primordial sense, and Chen Mo's primordial spirit and even Xuanwu's body were waiting to be killed.

Seeing that the woman was about to take away the jade pendant, Chen Mo's anxious cold sweat broke out, and his fortune was running the Ganshi Star Sutra.

At this moment, suddenly, a mysterious singing voice floated out of the water of the ancient well.

The rhythm is like the wind, and it is graceful.

"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed on the Qingqiu Festival! Where to wake up tonight? Willow bank, the wind and the waning moon ......"

As soon as the singing sounded, all the vitality in the courtyard suddenly returned, the wind began to flow, the elm and willow trees swayed with the wind, and the cicadas on the trees began to chirp.

Everything became full of life, and the poetic realm created by the woman was completely lost in this softness, tenderness, and gentle grace, and even this tall and cold woman was slightly flustered.

Chen Mo got a chance to breathe, and used his star power with all his might, finally breaking through the woman's deterrence.

"The girl's poetry realm is Xiao Killing, cold but it is a good word, and it is also wonderful to wear gold armor all over the body, but unfortunately not long ago, I heard that Huang Chao has a sentence of Yongju and a sentence full of gold armor in the city, and it is a little suspicious of use, but it is inferior. ”

As soon as Chen Mo's breath came out, he protected the jade pendant.

The woman withdrew her hand, and the mask without sorrow and joy could not be expressed, but there was a creep from the bone marrow.

The woman didn't say a word, looked at the courtyard and turned to leave.

Chen Mo wiped his cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief. "I don't send when the flowers are hair...... This poem...... It can't be her, right?" Chen Mo looked solemn. The polite words stopped, and the yard was restored to its original state, and there was no change in the plainness.

Chen Mo said to Gu Jing: "Thank you Miss Liu for breaking the siege this time, I owe you a favor this time, if you need help in the future, you can find me Chen Mo." I will definitely do my best. ”

"This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can you tell them about?"

Chu Chu's beautiful voice said the last sentence of the poem, which seemed to answer and seemed to talk to himself.

This poem is Liu Yong's famous 'Yulin Bell', how can Chen Mo not know. After not receiving a response for a long time, Chen Mo bowed down again, and then left the alley.

After Chen Mo left, an illusory woman appeared in the silent ancient well, the woman was covered with a light snow veil, her sleeves fluttered, and her clothes were submerged into the void, and she became one with the void, as if the void was the evolution of her clothes.

The woman's face is beautiful, and her phoenix eyes are slender, which makes people feel excited.

She stared at Chen Mo's back, and slowly disappeared.

The courtyard was quiet as if nothing had happened.

The wind moves, the trees move, and the heart moves.