I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 167
Although Meng Haoran and Wang Wei are both landscape and pastoral poets, their ability to occupy the second place in the Pastoral Poetry School is due to the more mysterious situation of their poems.

Although the poems written by Wang Wei are pastoral, they are too beautiful and ideal. The pastoral in Meng Haoran's works is more realistic and appropriate. The mountains and villages are quiet, the smoke is curling up, the chickens are singing and the dogs are barking, and the hospitable farmhouses are vivid on the paper.

It is also because of this that there are also rumors in the poetry circle of the Wen Dynasty that the grandeur can be achieved, and Mojie is from Qingming.

Meng Haoran wrote countless poems in his life, and more than two hundred poems have been handed down. This "Spring Dawn" is an extremely pure poem describing scenery.

It is also an introductory poem that Song Mu can barely use today.

Although it is a five-character quatrain, it is wonderful.

Song Mu stood in a foreign land, because of the special nature of this foreign land, Song Mu's figure was already hidden in it.

At this moment, Song Mu could see the situation of this guy, but Ke Jijin couldn't find Song Mu's figure no matter what.

Such a situation allowed Song Mu to take a breath temporarily, and at the same time to think carefully about the next thing.

The development of the foreign world is actually centered on Song Mu's paper, and how long it can last depends on how long Song Mu's writing power can last.

But this will also be a huge variable, Song Mu doesn't plan to stay for a long time.

From the moment he woke up in the cave, Song Mu had already made up his mind.

I will not make any compromises, even if Ke Jijin thinks about it, I will never let him succeed!
It was still dark outside the foreign land, and Song Mu was thinking about where to leave.

"Do you think that you can escape from my hands by casting a foreign realm?"

At this moment, Ke Jijin's faint voice came from the foreign land. At this moment, he did not change his position, and he was still standing in the foreign land, looking around constantly, but the expression on his face The expression has become very cold.

"I'm still being too merciful."

"Without my antidote, you will surely die suddenly after seven days."

Ke Jijin's voice was still coming, but Song Mu turned a deaf ear to it and just kept backing away, but at this moment Ke Jijin didn't seem to want to wait any longer.

A thick black air rose slowly from the opponent's feet, and then wrapped the opponent in an instant.

In the black air, the other party's cold words came again.

"I know you're still here, you can't escape."

After the words fell, Song Mu's eyes suddenly widened, only to see that the black energy on Ke Jijin's body at this moment disintegrated crazily towards the surroundings, and then slowly condensed one after another black shadows around.

Each of these black shadows has a frozen appearance, which is another version of Ke Jijin.

But at this moment they are heading towards the surroundings.

Song Mu's small foreign land would definitely not be able to withstand such a search by the other party.

Song Mu held his breath immediately, and lowered his head to think carefully about the countermeasures, but seeing the opponent's approaching, Song Mu gritted his teeth,

I can't control that much now, if I don't leave, I will die here.

Thinking this way, Song Mu poured a wave of literary power into you, then turned his head and left.

The night appeared in front of him, the jungle was extremely wet and slippery, Song Mu's feet slipped, but he fled quickly with both hands and feet.

The strange land behind him is still supported by Song Mu's last bit of thought power.

"Where to go!"

An angry shout came, and Song Mu only felt that his thought power collapsed at that moment, and the connection with that foreign land seemed to be broken just like that.

Song Mu shuddered suddenly, and at this moment the pace of his feet accelerated again.

At the same time, Song Mu squeezed a few pieces of writing paper in his hands, urged his writing power and thinking power again, and threw his mind behind him.

But the next moment, a suffocating breath came from the sky.

"You still dare to play tricks in front of me, a little scholar, really thinks that he has the ability to reach the sky?"

Ke Jijin's voice came suddenly, and Song Mu's heart was full of alarm bells. At this moment, he looked up at the sky among the trees,

In the darkness, only the guy's frightening laughter could be heard.

Song Mu gritted his teeth, and kept moving forward. The wat board and brush were already in his hands. Although Song Mu wanted to try to write, it was too difficult for him to take care of it at the moment.

A palm suddenly fell from the sky, and it exploded a few meters behind Song Mu, and the sound of trees collapsing came from the forest.

Song Mu was already in a panic, and at the moment he just kept his head down and ran,

"Mice! Die!"

Another stern sentence came, this time Song Mu only felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and without even turning his head at this moment, Song Mu threw two pieces of paper behind him without hesitation.

The paper burned quickly, and then two earthen walls emerged from the ground.

The earthen wall seemed to block Ke Jijin's figure, but the next moment Ke Jijin smashed all of them into pieces and continued to move towards Song Mu.

"Huangfu Fengming's apprentice? Huangfu Fengming is still alive, hahaha."

"Do you think that with this name, you can live today?"

"Do you know what Huangfu Fengming's background is? He used to be the third in the assassination list!"

"Ten thousand taels of gold, ten drops of the blood of the Demon Lord."

"Hahaha, you self-righteous guy, let's meet your master, Huangfu Fengming, in Huangquan, the underworld!"

Ke Jijin's scary voice came again, and the next moment it appeared directly beside Song Mu!
Song Mu didn't even realize when the other party came, but felt that the other party suddenly grabbed his neck fiercely, pulled him down the next moment, and then fell into the air, hitting a thick tree hard.

Song Mu fell to the ground with a bang, and suddenly let out a muffled groan, feeling a salty taste in his mouth, and bursts of pain in his chest and abdomen.

Really heartbreaking.

The pain almost made Song Mu faint again. At this moment, his eyes were full of stars.

Kneeling down on the ground, Song Mu coughed hard twice.

But at this time, there was a sound in front of him, and Ke Jijin was standing in front of Song Mu again.

In the dark night, his murderous aura rose.

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined. It seems that today, you are looking for your own death."

Ke Jijin's scarlet eyes were staring at Song Mu. At this moment, he showed his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth lightly.

"How many years have I not tasted human blood?"

Song Mu was still coughing violently. He was experiencing a huge physical and mental test at this moment. Song Mu was panting heavily. At this moment, he tried to get his wat board again, but the next moment, a hand had already grabbed his neck.

Song Mu raised his head suddenly, and the cold fingers were firmly embedded in his neck, getting tighter and tighter.

Song Mu was in tears at the moment, and he stretched out his hand and slapped the opponent's palm vigorously, his face was already flushed.

But nothing helped.

The gap in the realm is too great, and even the foreign realm can't support it for a moment.

"Mice, you have never recognized what this world is like."

"This has always been a world where the weak prey on the strong, and strength is what guides everything."

"Arrogant, are you still in the prosperous world today?!"

Ke Jijin said in an extremely gloomy voice, the finger exerted force again at this moment, and Song Mu's face had gradually turned livid.

Even Song Mu felt that there seemed to be a phantom in front of him at this moment.

It turned out that everything was nothing but a grand plan, but in the end, it was nothing but fetching water from a bamboo basket.

It's just a pity, to live a new life, I thought, there could be another kind of splendor.

Song Mu had no more thoughts in his mind, and the strength in Ke Jijin's hands increased again. With his scarlet eyes and his wild laughter, all the beasts in the whole forest trembled at this moment.

Consciousness has sunk, and the six senses are gradually blurred.

Song Mu's eyes had been slowly closed, but at this moment, the ancient book in Song Mu's mind suddenly opened, and the pages began to flip violently.

A line of large characters appeared on the page of the ancient book in an instant.

"The world is turbid and there is no one to know, and we just go ahead and ignore it."

Another sentence!
In the ancient book, the ancient poems on every page are flipping violently at this moment, and every ancient poem is emitting their light, and the light begins to gather slowly, and then suddenly pours into that sentence of Chu Ci.

The radiance of Chu Ci is still increasing!
Song Mu suddenly felt that he had strength, and this world seemed to have changed.

Ke Jijin was still laughing, but it stopped abruptly. In the dense forest, there was a sudden gust of wind, and then it became violent.

The violent wind blew the surrounding mountains and forests, lifted the long gowns of the two of them, and brought bursts of whistling sounds.

"what's going on?"

Ke Jijin asked with wide-eyed eyes, suddenly realized something at this moment, looked at Song Mu and said.

"What do you have on you?"

"What exactly are you carrying?!"

Ke Jijin instigated demon energy to investigate Song Mu's body, and the dying Song Mu seemed to usher in a brief recovery in the strong wind. At that moment, Song Mu's eyes suddenly opened.

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(End of this chapter)