"There is also a poem below, and I hope you will taste it. Just when no one was silent anymore, Qiu Liluo stood up with a smile and arched his hand around:

In February, spring returns to stormy days, and the peach blossoms feel the flow of the year.

There are still 3,000 trees in the remnant red, which is not as fresh as the first flower.

Although this poem is much the same as the previous ones, it will not be compared in the first round, otherwise how will it be carried out in the future?

Since ancient times, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not separated, if one of them is not clear, no matter how amazing the play is in the back, it is not comparable to the person who can come up with amazing works every time.

"It's too late to get rid of a flower...... "Wanwan's lips opened slightly, and she muttered softly in her mouth, and her eyes at Qiu Liluo also became surprised.

She has seen portraits of famous talents in Yangzhou, but this one has no impression, as if she jumped out of a stone.

"Dare to ask Childe's name?"

"Autumn is falling. Qiu Liluo arched his hand to Wanwan, and then sat down in a slightly surprised gaze.

is not only Wanwan, but also people in Yangzhou's literary circle, who have never stopped this name at all, and they are even guessing where they came from, and they actually want to take the opportunity to become famous.

The one with an average reputation smiled at him with a hint of kindness.

The famous ones are with a little disdain, Yangzhou has been the place of literary style since ancient times, and the autumn is at the last moment to make poems, difficult to enter their eyes.

For the attitude of these people, Qiu Liluo is very satisfied, and he doesn't look down on it, where did the outbreak come from?

"Brother Qiu, it's time for us to go, we can't stay here. At this moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly came over, pressed his hand that had just picked up the wine glass, and his face was vaguely not good-looking.

"Let's go?"

Qiu Liluo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look up at Wanwan on the stage, and saw that she also happened to look over, smiled and nodded to her, and then withdrew his gaze.

Wanwan has a problem, he knows it, although the mana is self-sealed, he can still find her abnormality, but how did Zhuang Yu, a mortal, see it?

It seems that his origin is a little unusual.

"Did you find something?" Qiu Liluo asked in a low voice, "Like a killer of some forces, or a spy of another country?"

"No, she ......" As soon as the words were spoken, Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped, and directly pulled Qiu Liluo to the back of the pillar behind, and then continued: "Wanwan is not a person!"

Seeing that Qiu Liluo was suspicious, Zhuang Yu raised his hand and pointed to a scholar not far away, and said, "Look at him first, is his body extremely stiff and his eyes blank, like a corpse?"

"And that person, I saw him drown some time ago, and now he is here, how can he still be a human?"

"And the man......"

Qiu Liluo followed Zhuang Yu's fingers and looked at them one by one, and found that one-fifth of the scholars and scribes present were all submerged in their bodies by a dark red rhizome, devouring their internal organs and flesh, and as for the epidermis, it was supported by peach blossoms.

"How long did you find out?"

Qiu Liluo squinted slightly, he didn't even notice this, Zhuang Yu actually observed so carefully, although he is also a mortal now, but the five senses are very comparable to others.

"Just as you began to compose poetry. Zhuang Yu took out a round mirror with a bitter face, handed it to Qiu Liluo and said, "You use it to take a picture of Wanwan first, and you will know what her identity is." ”

Immortal-level demon mirror......

As soon as the round mirror was in his hands, Qiu Liluo knew that this was such a thing, and also knew how he found out that Wanwan was not a person.

It's just that how Zhuang Yu could take out the immortal weapon makes people a little reverie.

Raising his hand and gently turning the demon mirror, the picture in the mirror is also changing, and the Wanwan sitting on the high platform has become a peach tree full of flowers, exuding a trace of pink gas.

And the guqin that was placed on the table was cast from Bai Sensen's human bones and veins, and as the mirror continued to rotate, many people below had become power puppets, and the rest of the people had a weaker and weaker temperament, as if they would disappear at any time.

Peach Tree Demon, Peach Blossom ......

At this moment, after Qiu Liluo saw his body clearly, he realized why Wanwan wanted to use the theme of "Peach Blossom" and asked everyone to compose poems.

Now the flower boat has been far away from the Yangzhou Canal, and the literary tone is much weaker, and everyone has written poems to praise the peach trees and peach blossoms, which makes the literary atmosphere let go of their guard.

"How are you going to leave now?" Qiu Liluo asked in a low voice as he returned the demon mirror to him.

"I don't know, but as long as I don't stay on the flower boat. Zhuang Yu pondered for a moment and continued: "The five elements are mutually reinforcing, and the silk is wood, and we can't stay in the water for a long time, so we can escape when we enter the water." ”

It is indeed a good way to use the principle of the five elements to gain vitality.

"What about them?"

Zhuang Yu was silent, shook it, and then leaned over and cautiously touched the attic.

It's just that he has only walked a few steps, and he quickly retreated, his face ugly: "There are some maids and handymen at the door, I took a look in the mirror and found that they are all dead." ”

Qiu Liluo glanced at the direction of the door, then raised his hand to the passage leading to the depths of the attic on the other side, and whispered: "There is no one guarding over there, let's go in first, avoid Wanwan, and then find an opportunity to slip out of the attic." “

Almost all the scholars here are destined to die, and he will not interfere in the things that are destined to happen, and now he is far more interested in Zhuang Yu than pretending to be slapped in the face.

"Then aren't we going deep into her lair?" Zhuang Yu glanced at the corridor and hesitated.

"Follow me. ”

Qiu Liluo patted him on the shoulder, squatted down, and slowly leaned along the human wall towards the corridor.

Not to mention, it's really exciting.

Escaping in a group of monsters and corpse puppets has the feeling of a great escape from a previous life, and the tension and excitement in it are far more than countless times.

In this way, Qiu Liluo will not choose to break the seal, this feeling of heartbeat is much cooler than pretending to slap his face.

The two of them stopped and walked, and it took a long stick of incense to reach the corner of the corridor, and the squatting body could also stand up.

"Brother Qiu, we are still a little relieved that we are taking risks like this. Zhuang Yu leaned against the wall and gasped.

Qiu Liluo shook his head, and was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed that footsteps were approaching, and hurriedly took Zhuang Yu to push open the window on one side and climb in.

"Brother Qiu, this, here's ......"

When Qiu Liluo was observing the two maids without skin, Zhuang Yu suddenly trembled and leaned over, one hand tightly grasping his sleeve robe.

"What's wrong?"

Qiu Liluo was speechless, aren't they just two corpse puppets without skin, as for such a fuss?

Just turned his head to say a few words to Zhuang Yu, but his eyes widened, and a sentence popped out of his mouth, "!"