I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 152 Fengming fell ill

Sure enough, as Ge Long said, when Song Mu stayed in this village for only a few hours, someone came to find him immediately.

"This classmate is polite. I came to see Song Mu from your Jizhou Prefecture School. I heard that he has also come here."

"I don't know who it is, where are you now?"

Song Mu was eating under the eaves at the moment, when he heard the voices of several people talking not far away, he put down the bowls and chopsticks and got up, turned around, and saw a few students on the village road talking with Fu Zefeng was talking.

Fu Zefeng was stopped by these people for questioning, and he was also puzzled at the moment. He happened to catch Song Mu out of the corner of his eye, and immediately pointed to Song Mu and spoke to them.

"The person you are looking for is him."

Saying this, several people had already looked over, Song Mu was also taken aback for a moment, and those people had already walked over.

Walking in the front was a young man in sackcloth, with a generous face and a bit of confidence between his brows. He walked up to Song Mu at this moment and said with his hands clasped.

"I'm Xing Zhengyang, a talented scholar in Chongwen for 27 years. I heard that you are the chief case of Jizhou Mansion this time, Song Mu?"

Song Mu looked at the young man in front of him. Ge Long and himself had introduced each other just now, and they knew him a little bit now. Song Mu pursed his lips and raised his hand.

"I have heard about Brother Xing's name for a long time, and I am indeed Song Mu."

"Oh? I don't know why Brother Song has admired my name for a long time?"

The two bowed their hands immediately, but the other party looked at Song Mu with a smile on his face and asked, the expression on his face could not help but laugh.

Song Mu also showed a smile, but at the moment he could only smile and cup his hands.

After all, this is just a temporary rhetoric, a few polite words.

The other party just used this to liven up the atmosphere, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Xing Zhengyang introduced the two people next to him to Song Mu. They were the first case in Jianzhou and the second in Fuzhou this year. Their names were Wendong and Yan Chaoyun.

Song Mu greeted the two of them, and Xing Zhengyang said to Song Mu with a smile at the moment.

"Speaking of which, we have really admired Brother Song's name for a long time. In the past four months, your poems have been published in all the literature and periodicals of the world. The first capital is a masterpiece, which is really amazing."

Song Mu smiled indifferently when he heard this, and then said modestly.

"That's also Song's luck."

Xing Zhengyang waved his hands, and said to Song Mu eagerly.

"Brother Song, there is no need to be modest. This must be because Brother Song is full of knowledge. We also want to see with our own eyes what kind of poems are written by such a hero."

"A few days ago, we heard that your Jizhou government students came here to go hunting. We were also very excited at that time, but we were very sorry to hear that you were not among them."

"Now that you are here, please brother Song not to refuse, we must talk about our ambitions."

"That's right, Brother Song is a talented person, and he also has a lot of literary and military skills. I will contact him a lot, and I can be considered to be a part of Brother Song's talent, and he will improve to a higher level in the future."

Wen Wendong also said at this time, Song Mu couldn't refuse for a while, so he could only agree with a smile.

So everyone found a place in the village, and then had a long talk, with a somewhat harmonious and emotional tone.

"Speaking of which, Yan just got a piece of news. I don't know if he is extremely interested or not?"

At this moment, Yan Chaoyun opened his mouth and said to the crowd.

"Just to the north of us in the Fucheng of Shaozhou, a degenerate literati appeared in that fucheng. Not only did he almost kill eight Jinshi in the city, but he also released the evil classic "Hundred Flowers Killing Picture", which almost killed the people in the whole city. "

"What? Seriously?"

Wen Wendong asked with some fear at this moment, and his expression was extremely surprised, but Yan Chaoyun nodded in agreement, and even opened his mouth to speak.

"But it's lucky. I heard that a Jinshi passed by to help, and the picture of killing hundreds of flowers was destroyed. I heard that he wrote three poems in succession, suppressing the chanting chrysanthemum in Huangchao. The people of this city also It’s safe and sound.”

"It's just a pity that the person who heard about the Demon Cult ran away in the end."

After hearing this, several people sighed with regret, but they spoke again.

"Nowadays, there are many changes in the southern border, and murderous intentions are everywhere, turning the world upside down, and the people are in dire straits. Those demons are real and deserve to die!"

"Who says it's not? It's just that in the current situation, it's not easy for us to do something. The monsters around here are at the level of monster generals."

Song Mu was listening beside him, feeling somewhat dumbfounded at the moment.

The incident in Shaozhou Mansion has also shaken Nanjiang a lot. Although I don't know what will happen next, but I think there are more Scholars protecting the back road now, and the previous situation will probably not happen again.

However, after hearing people talking about hunting monsters around here, Song Mu became a little interested and asked.

"Everyone, Mr. Song has just come here, so I don't know what's going on around here?"

Xing Zhengyang heard Song Mu's question, and immediately stood up and explained.

"Brother Song doesn't know something. Now our various schools have also assigned tasks, but they are just picking up luggage and cleaning the forest, and basically they are with the team in the barracks. It's not too difficult."

With that said, Xing Zhengyang stood up immediately and pointed around.

"As far as we can see, at the end of the plain, there are a large number of monsters lurking in those mountains, and they come out to harass them almost every day. Although there are often sporadic monsters, they are still exhausting."

"So on weekdays, we also send small teams to patrol the forest, or burn the corpses of some monsters killed by the army at night."

"If we are lucky enough to meet the monster that was missed from Yebushou's hand, we can also practice it with it."

Saying this, Xing Zhengyang turned his head to look at the military camp in the distance, with a bit of envy on his face at the moment.

"However, speaking of it, the people in the military camp are not ordinary. Their talents can single-handedly defeat monster generals, and their various martial arts are also extremely exquisite."

"On the contrary, those of us who are scholars who hold books all day long, compared with others, there is still a gap."

"Brother Xing's words are wrong. We are only unfamiliar with each other temporarily. I believe that after this battle, we will be able to slay demons and demons as skillfully as they do. Brother Xing doesn't need to worry too much."

Song Mu explained at this time, Xing Zhengyang also smiled, and changed the subject immediately.

Everyone was chatting happily, but suddenly a person ran over in a panic, it was Xue Kaiwen.

No one in Song Mu knew, so Song Mu stood up and introduced Xue Kaiwen to everyone, but Xue Kaiwen stepped forward, holding Song Mu's hand and going out.

Song Mu was dumbfounded, and asked quickly.

"Brother Ziyan, what are you doing, but what happened?"

Xue Kaiwen gasped and nodded, and said to Song Mu immediately.

"Master Feng Ming fainted and is now unconscious, Brother Jing Zhao, go and have a look."

"What? Teacher, he fainted?"

Song Mu's expression froze when he heard the news, and he didn't care so much at the moment. He threw off his sleeves and ran forward. Xue Kaiwen also quickly caught up, leaving only Xing Zhengyang and others looking at each other in blank dismay.

Song Mu ran all the way to the camp of the Jizhou Fuxue, and then came to one of the wooden buildings. At this moment, there were a lot of students from the Fuxue, all looking at the upstairs with nervous expressions.

Seeing Song Mu approaching, several people moved out of their way. Song Mu hurried up the stairs and shouted immediately.

"Master!"

Tao Fengming was already lying on the bed in that room at the moment, and Shang Zuliang next to him was feeling his pulse with a very serious expression on his face.

Song Mu quickly silenced his voice and stepped forward, seeing that Tao Fengming's eyes were closed tightly at this moment, there was a bit of pain on his face, and he was also surprised.

Practicing literary power in this world can strengthen the body, and most literati are free from disasters and diseases. If a Jinshi is not dying, he will be unable to deal with any ailments.

But now Tao Fengming was lying here, which made Song Mu very surprised, and suddenly realized something.

Is my own teacher suffering from a secret illness?

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(End of this chapter)