In the morning, the fiery red sun sprinkled ten thousand golden rays of light, falling in the courtyard, hot wind, green plantains, green weeping willows, lighting up a pool of water, but it was wrinkled by the wind, and the waves shone like fish scales.

At the end of the winding verandah, there is an octagonal glass-roofed pavilion, in the middle of which is a table of eight immortals, hung with white gauze.

When the wind came, the gauze flew, like a mist swirling, dimly revealing the two figures sitting opposite each other inside.

One is slim, with a back like an upside-down bamboo, wearing a hat that covers his face, and holding a pipa in his arms;

"Feng Ning Xiaoyou, your grandson participated in the Script Contest and you are so calm and relaxed here, it seems that you have the chance to win!" said the pipa girl in a gentle voice with a hint of a smile.

The white-haired and pale face was none other than Feng Ning, who nodded and said with a smile: "Mrs. Gu said that it was funny, Feng An was just going to open his eyes and add a little experience." ”

"No, I heard that Feng Qinglu has already arranged an official position for him, but this kid is bent on recreating his father's glory, and he has spent a full thirty years in Taoxi Town concentrating on creating scripts. He is a young genius, such a smart person, and he is willing to spend so much effort to study, so that as soon as this book comes out, who else in the world can compare, Kendi will win the first place at the Spirit Monkey Festival, no wonder you are so calm. ”

Feng Ning's smile became more and more proud, and he looked very pleased, "Feng An is indeed very hard-working and competitive, but this is a contest for manuscripts, facing all the scribes of the five countries within the three states, and the competition is naturally fierce, what the result is, it's really hard to say!"

"Seeing you smiling proudly, I guess I've already been happy in my heart, and I still refuse to admit that you readers are so hypocritical. ”

"This is humility, and humility is a virtue. ”

The pipa girl said: "Say whatever you want, but I believe that Feng An will win, that Wenhe is not his opponent at all, what else can be compared?"

Rumble!

With a roar of air, a dark shadow rushed from the corridor, and stopped in front of the gazebo, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in black, bending down and saluting in front of him.

"Sir. ”

"What?"

"It's in. ”

Feng Ning smiled smugly, "Oh, let's hear who won the first." ”

The pipa girl on the other side snorted and laughed, "It's all at this time, it's still tense, and there are no outsiders, who will you pretend to show it, just ask Feng An if he comes back." ”

The middle-aged man bent over, his head drooped lower, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened his mouth, "The first place in the competition is Ying Wuxin's Journey to the West——"

Feng Ning's hand that was pouring tea shook, and the teapot smashed on the teacup, making a loud noise, and the entire pavilion fell silent.

The wind suddenly rose, and the white yarn flew, messily stirring together, which engraved Feng Ning's heart.

With a squeak and clenched his fists hard, Feng Ning's face was gloomy, and his tone was extremely unkind: "Say, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man said: "The spirit monkey read Mr. Feng An's script and commented on it. ”

"Why—" asked the Pipa Girl.

"Ying Wuxin's words are too good for the spirit monkey, and later he said to everyone present that this is unparalleled in the world, and it has never seen such a good word ......"

"Impossible—" Feng Ning roared and stood up, trembling all over his body, his face black and blue.

The pipa girl said: "Didn't you say that Ying Wuxin's words were extremely bad and very vulgar?"

The middle-aged man said: "The spirit monkey said, Ying Wuxin's words are excellent, but most people's realms are too low, and they can't see the subtlety of this book at all, and the five elders of the five countries still have some eyesight, and they all recognized Ying Wuxin's words and gave them a signature recommendation." ”

"This is too-" The Pipa Girl gasped, unbelievable, there was such a mysterious script in this world, and the literati of the five countries in the entire three states gathered, and only five people could see that the script was good, which was incredible.

"Is the state of the spirit monkey right?could it be that something is wrong?" Feng Ning asked again, he still couldn't believe that Feng An would be compared to others, and it was the notorious Ying Wuxin.

The spirit monkey behaved as usual, without the slightest abnormality, until he looked at Ying Wuxin's words, and began to behave abnormally. ”

"What move?" Feng Ning asked eagerly, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

"The time for the spirit monkey to look at Ying Wuxin's script is obviously longer than that of other people, five or six times longer, and tears are shed when he looks at it. ”

"Tears, the spirit monkey is a Taoist sect that has lived for hundreds of years, and he actually shed tears?" the pipa girl said in surprise, and couldn't help but stand up.

"Tears. Feng Ning muttered in his mouth and clenched his fists hard, "And then?"

The middle-aged man said: "The spirit monkey took Ying Wuxin and returned to Huaguo Mountain with the manuscript of the script, saying that there was a treasure reward for Ying Wuxin." ”

Feng Ning slowly closed his eyes, clenched his fists hard, and let out a long sigh.

Opening his eyes, Feng Ning's face was gloomy, and he sat down on the stool in a gloomy manner, he knew that his grandson had undoubtedly lost to Ying Wuxin, and the spirit monkey had not made a mistake at all, otherwise he would definitely not reward Ying Wuxin's treasure.

The pipa girl glanced at Feng Ning, rolled her eyes, and said outside: "Take the manuscript of the unintentional words." ”

The middle-aged man took out a roll from his arms and said, "The little one is ready by the way." ”

The pipa girl beckoned, and the manuscript flew towards the gazebo, and the white yarn automatically flew up, allowing the manuscript to pass, and finally landed on the table steadily.

"I want to see what words can make the spirit monkey shed tears and praise the best in the world. ”

Picking up the manuscript and looking at it from the beginning, the pipa girl's face quickly became solemn, and after reading the first one, she quickly opened the second one, and the third one-

Feng Ning raised his head and looked at the other party with a suspicious face, and he also felt that something was wrong in his heart, Ying Wuxin's words might really be mysterious, but unfortunately he was too careless before, and when he saw that the readers in the whole town said that this book was extremely bad, he didn't bother to waste time to read it, and it turned out to be an accident.

After reading the manuscript, the pipa girl put it down and sighed, "This son of a demon is also only fourteen years old to be able to write such words, and his future cultivation achievements are limitless." ”

Extreme shock appeared on the old face, and Feng Ning picked up the manuscript and quickly skimmed through it.

The pipa girl chuckled, "I remember you said at the time that seeing Ying Wuxin's vulgar words would only dirty your hands, dirty eyes, and disgusting yourself, but now you don't accept them all." ”

"It's a pity that in your realm, you really can't see the subtlety of this book. ”

Feng Ning gritted his teeth and put down the manuscript, still angry in his heart, indeed as the pipa girl said, he didn't understand at all, how could such a strange and bizarre script of gods and ghosts be better than the words of his grandson Feng An?

"Don't be angry, the Spirit Monkey Festival is just a small fight, don't delay our big event because of a little thing. The pipa girl said.

Feng Ning got up and saluted respectfully, "Please also ask Mrs. Gu to help me, the Feng family will definitely be grateful in the future." ”

"Take what you need, a deal, Feng Ning Xiaoyou doesn't need to be so serious. ”