Seeing Yan Sidao's reaction, Xie Yixiang couldn't help but be inexplicable, I don't know how a mere limerick poem can scare such an old and cunning person like Yan Sidao into such a look. But listening to the De Yizi next to him, he slowly exhaled a long breath, and sneered to himself: "I see! I knew early on that this guy was bold, and he didn't want to be so bold, and he really deserved to be the most terrible person in the world today." ”

The six men and women on the opposite seat did not move, and the young scholar on the second bamboo chair put down the book and said slowly to Yan Sidao, who was behaving out of shape: "I can't hide it, the person who met with Mr. alone in the temple that day was indeed himself. It's just that as early as half a month ago, since Mr. pretended to be the host of the temple, the old man had already guessed Mr.'s intentions in advance, so he would use a little trick and prepare some small means. If it weren't for that, I am afraid that this world would not be what it is today. And after this time, Mr. has also stopped a lot, and has been in obscurity all these years, and only recently was he willing to reappear. ”

Yan Sidao held on to the bamboo chair behind him hard, and he didn't even notice that the white feather fan in his hand had fallen to the ground. He gasped a few times in succession, and then stuffed the dry tobacco stick into his mouth and inhaled deeply, until the smoke pot was red, and the whole thing gradually calmed down. He immediately said in a hoarse voice, "I understand...... As early as that time, my predecessors had already reached the realm of 'God and Spirit Void' in the "Book of Heaven in Huangshi", which was really beyond the reach of people from all ages, so although it was him who met me at that time, he was actually the god of your Mr. Qingtian? No wonder I tried my best, but he was able to stand still, and finally wrote such a crooked poem to ridicule me. It's a shame that I've been thinking that he really has some bullshit and real dragon spirit in him all these years!"

The old woman in the chief position opposite had already opened her eyes and said, "Actually, Mr. don't need to be frightened, if the old man is not clever that day, I am afraid that he may not be the opponent of Mr. As Mr. Fang just asked, Mr. has a surname, where his ancestral home is, and who he is a teacher of, so he still does not know anything about it, so to this day, he still does not want to be an enemy of people like Mr. When the words fell, Yan Sidao couldn't help but snort coldly, sat back on the bamboo chair with a trembling body, and didn't dare to answer again.

You must know that about the third meeting between Yan Sidao and Mr. Qingtian, although the two sides have only reached the point, Xie Yixiang has been listening attentively, and finally understood a rough idea. If what he expected was correct, the "he" mentioned in the mouths of both sides naturally refers to the current emperor.

As for the whole thing, it should be that Yan Sidao once pretended to be the presiding officer of a certain temple, and then had a separate meeting with the current emperor in the temple, in a vain attempt to do something wrong. The purpose may be to flatter the emperor and seek a half-official position, or to deceive the emperor and defraud him of some gold, silver, and money, or to assassinate the emperor and seize the entire country.

However, no matter what Yan Sidao's intentions were at that time, his thoughts were known in advance by Mr. Qingtian beside the emperor, so he used the magic powers in "Huangshi Heavenly Book" to protect the emperor thoroughly, so that the emperor not only retreated from Yan Sidao's hands, but even inscribed a limerick poem on the spot as a sarcasm.

I didn't know anything about this, I didn't know that Mr. Qingtian was secretly doing something about it, and I always thought that my defeat at that time was due to the miracle of the emperor's "true dragon qi", and since then I have reined in a lot, and I don't dare to cause trouble everywhere. So now, the six men and women opposite suddenly read out the limerick poem inscribed by the emperor, and also told the truth in it, which naturally made Yan Sidao confused and almost collapsed.

After thinking through this series of experiences, and then looking at the unpredictable words beside him, Xie Yixiang couldn't help but gasp, and was extremely afraid. Just as De Yizi said, he knew early on that this guy was bold, and he didn't want to be so bold that he would dare to attack the current emperor in secret? If it weren't for Mr. Aota's precautions at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable; even today's world may not be today's world.

When the old woman on the other side had finished saying this, the six men and women seemed unwilling to mention the matter again, so the embroidered woman on the fourth bamboo chair said softly: "So if I remember correctly, I should have had these three relationships with my husband." I don't know that with these three sides, the old decay can be regarded as the deceased of Mr.?"

Yan Sidao's face was already pale, so he had to nod, and he was so hard that he smoked the dry cigarette in his hand, and he didn't dare to answer. Obviously, this verbal confrontation between the two sides will undoubtedly end up in a feather of words, and they will be completely defeated, and there will be no more of the previous arrogance. After half a ring, Yan Sidao seemed to gradually come back to his senses, only to find that his white feather fan had already fallen to the ground in fright, and he hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Who knew that the white feather fan happened to fall not far from Xie Yixiang's feet, and seeing Yan Sidao bending down to pick it up, Xie Yixiang immediately raised his foot and stepped on the white feather fan on the ground. Then she used her strength to drag the white feather fan in front of her, and then stretched out her foot and kicked it, and the white feather fan flew out of the hall like a floating feather.

Yan Sidao couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, and the whole person was even more at a loss. Before he could straighten up, he heard a voice sneering coldly: "The clown who jumps off the beam is bound to bring humiliation on himself." After a pause, he added: "But with your waste as a lesson from the past, it is not all worthless. ”

After saying this, De Yizi had already stood up from the bamboo chair and slowly untied the white cloak on his body, revealing the strange black Taoist robe inside. While arranging the Taoist robes on his body, he said to himself: "Speaking of which, it's just some tricks to reveal people's privacy, and I have no interest at all. It's just that although this guy is a waste, he is also my toy, and he can beat him to the ground, and the six of you do have some skills, and it is worth letting me do it myself. ”

At the end of the words, De Yizi had already tidied up his outfit, and his body was embroidered with a black Taoist robe with Tai Chi dark patterns, and it was decorated with a vermilion placket, belt and shoes, which looked particularly weird. I saw him slowly walk to the middle of the hall, and then used his pair of gray-white pupils to stare at the six men and women opposite one by one, and slowly asked, "You six, who will come first?"

Xie Yixiang was slightly stunned, this move was undoubtedly a face-to-face call, and she couldn't help but be secretly shocked in her heart. However, the six men and women on the right chief seat did not answer, but each of them was busy with the business in his hand, and did not look at the same son. De Yizi didn't care, slowly stepped a step, and said in a deep voice: "Since the beginning of the son's room of the Han Dynasty, the "Book of Huangshi Heaven" has been passed down to the world, and it has changed hands several times over the years, and there have been a total of 17 masters, but none of them can compare with the work of the son's room. It can be seen that books are dead after all, but people are alive, and if only one ancient book is used, it is not enough for Mr. Qingtian to build such a great feat and create the foundation of this dynasty with one hand. Therefore, Mr. Aota's ability is not in the book, but outside the book. It's like the six of you. ”

The six people on the other side still didn't answer, and Deyizi took another step and continued: "The six bodies are in shape, one thought, and can integrate the wisdom of the six people into one, so supernatural powers, it is indeed beyond the shackles of predecessors, far from the realm that can be achieved by the "Yellowstone Book of Heaven". It's a pity that although Mr. Qingtian has great powers, the six of you are just mortal fetuses, and they are not worth it at all. That guy is right, although you have claimed to be Mr. Aota from beginning to end, you are actually pretending to be acting hard. ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall became solemn unconsciously, and even Xie Yixiang was aware of it, but after careful discernment, he couldn't say a reason. And the son in the hall had reached into his arms at this time, solemnly took out an apricot yellow charm, and shook it in the wind, and the charm burned on its own.

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