Silent night, with a slight sound of insects.

The streets were still wet after the rain, and the cloth boots made a creaking sound from time to time.

A slightly thin figure appeared at the side door of the inn.

He carried an old book bag on his left shoulder and a beautiful leather bag on his right shoulder......

Since Li Qingshan lives in an independent courtyard, there is an independent entrance on the side of the inn, and there is no need to go through the gate.

Otherwise, on this big night, he would have carried someone back, and the shopkeeper who was keeping vigil saw it, so why didn't he have to report it directly?

Click!

Putting down the ground lock of the small courtyard, Li Qingshan gave the little red horse a look.

The little red horse immediately understood, walked up with a dada, and bit Li Qingshan's book bag and threw it on his back.

After doing all this, it stared at Li Qingshan with big watery eyes, as if waiting for a compliment.

Li Qingshan ignored her, and carried the unconscious Xia Lin into the house.

"Boom!"

Little Red Horse: That's the man......

Before a stick of incense, Xia Lin probably told Li Qingshan how much disaster it would cause once her curse broke out.

The curse that makes people age quickly can be related to Shouyuan, and this curse can be regarded as some doorway.

Li Qingshan was sure that if such a curse met the Immortal Dao, it would definitely be the result of being crushed and dissipated.

But he didn't dare to guarantee that this curse would not consume the longevity of the Immortal Dao, if it was to directly rectify him, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

According to Xia Lin, the first wave of these curses erupted extremely quickly.

Li Qingshan thought about it, even if he rode Xiaohong day and night, he might not be able to run away.

In this way, if he wants to get out of this matter and keep himself alone, I am afraid he will not be able to do it.

Before Xia Lin fell into a coma, he also told Li Qingshan the solution.

Confucianism and righteousness can suppress the curse of the Wu clan.

Either gather a large number of low-grade Confucian scholars, which can delay the outbreak of the curse.

Or directly find the four-grade Confucianism and directly eradicate the curse.

However, it was difficult to do either at the moment, otherwise Xia Lin would not have tried his luck with a letter writer.

Finally, there is another way, which is to engrave the famous poems of the ages on the curse, attract the heroic righteousness scattered in the heaven and earth, forcibly seal the curse of the Wu clan, and delay the outbreak of the curse a lot.

As long as there is enough time, with Xia Lin's identity, it is easy to find the Four-Rank Great Confucian to clear the curse on her body for her.

After saying this, Xia Lin happened to fall into a coma because of the outbreak of the curse.

Her last words seemed to be: curse in the lower abdomen......

Xia Lin lay quietly on the bed that Li Qingshan had just rented and had not slept on once.

Its breathing is a little rapid, and it doesn't seem to be looking very good.

Suddenly, a faint purple light shone out from Xia Lin's lower abdomen.

Is this a curse about to break out?

Ignoring anything else, Li Qingshan called the little red horse lightly, and stepped forward to untie Xia Lin's robe......

The little red horse slammed the door and ran into the house, and threw the book bag on it to the ground, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were immediately scattered all over the ground.

After it picked up the brush and handed it to Li Qingshan, it was very natural to study ink for him......

The symbol of the curse is a six-pointed star that emits purple light.

Like a tattoo, it is engraved on the navel of Xia Lin...... The burgundy clothes embroidered with peonies were a little in the way, and in order to accurately engrave a poem on the curse, Li Qingshan had to push it up a bit.

It just so happened that Xia Lin woke up at this moment......

Feeling Li Qingshan's movements, she seemed extremely calm, but she did not show the shame of her little daughter's family.

"Hurry up, don't scruple."

Hearing this, Li Qingshan dipped his pen in ink and immediately wrote the poem from left to right.

Xia Lin's skin was extremely fair, like a piece of natural jade, Li Qingshan's movements were very gentle, for fear that this willow waist would not be enough for him to write a whole poem.

"Ahh

A coquettish .....

When Li Qingshan writes, he habitually sketches a stroke, which is nothing on the paper, and it will make the font appear fuller.

But now it's in someone's belly...... The touch of the brush wet......

"Bear with me."

"Okay."

Xia Lin responded, simply closed his eyes, and tried his best to restrain the strange touch coming from his abdomen......

Soon!

Li Qingshan dropped the last stroke, and just as he was about to speak, there was a loud noise in the sky over the entire Changfeng City.

Countless translucent clear qi gathered together and went straight to Li Qingshan's small courtyard!

"A poem of the ages!"

Sensing the abnormality, Xia Lin looked at Li Qingshan in disbelief with a pair of beautiful eyes!

He didn't expect that the man in front of him could really make a poem that could resonate with Haoran righteousness in such a short period of time!

Is he my nobleman......

A large amount of Haoran righteousness rushed into the house wave after wave like waves.

But they seem to be blocked by an invisible wall, and they only stop at the place in front of the bed, and do not integrate into the poem.

Didn't the Immortal Dao stop them?

As soon as he thought of this, Li Qingshan turned over and got off Xia Lin's body and walked to the side.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, those heroic righteousness rushed into the poem like a torrent that opened the floodgates.

With the influx of a large amount of Haoran righteousness, the curse that emitted a demonic purple light instantly dimmed, and finally disappeared into the invisible ......

"I'll go first, you take a rest and hurry up." Li Qingshan cleaned up the stationery scattered all over the place, and patted Xiaohong's buttocks vigorously: "Take it well next time you take something, don't fall indiscriminately." ”

"If you don't belong to your family, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are!"

The little red horse gave Li Qingshan a jio aggrievedly: "Bang! ”

Little Red Horse: Phew! Man, as soon as you finish your business, you will unload the grinding and shoot the horse!

Squeak!

Bang!

After the door of the room was closed, Xia Lin did not lie down to rest, after all, Haoran Righteousness not only suppressed the curse in her body, but also gave her unprecedented spiritual power.

Of course, this kind of spiritual power is short-lived, and after Haoran righteousness returns to heaven and earth, there will be no such blessing.

Getting up and getting out of bed, she came to a bronze mirror, lifted her clothes, and saw the poem through the reflection of the bronze mirror.

[Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, spring breeze railings Revlon. 】

[If it weren't for the jade mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon. 】

"Good poetry!"

"It's beautiful!"

Reciting this poem several times in his heart, Xia Lin recalled the scene just now when Li Qingshan lifted her obscene clothes and wrote poems on her abdomen.

There was no one around this time, and she finally couldn't help showing the shyness of her little daughter.

With her cheeks crimson, she reached out and stroked the vigorous and powerful characters, and the corners of her eyes bent into a half-moon from some point to date......

Somehow, the haze that pressed on her heart was also dispelled a little by this poem......