I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 21 The Qingming Poems

Jin Changwu said sharply at the moment, and the devilish energy emanating from Lu Jue at this moment seemed to have an entity at this moment.

The turbulent demonic energy is spreading to the surroundings. If it is not for the temporary suppression of the literary energy gathered by the great Confucian articles, the situation will be even more dire.

Both Jin Changwu and Ouyang Hong were trying to resist, and at this moment Ouyang Hong also immediately added.

"Find that guy's location, and only by killing him can the devilish energy disappear."

"Then let's do it together, and we must deal with him here!"

After talking, the two started to write poems again, and Ouyang Hong even started to read the poems directly from his mouth.

This time, it was no longer Qingming poems, but war poems.

The main function of Qingming poems is to calm people's mind and dispel some simple demonic energy at the same time, but now that Lu Jue has gone completely mad, the demonic energy has naturally gushed out of his body, so he must use war poetry.

Sure enough, as soon as Ouyang Hong and Jin Changwu's battle poems were used, there was an immediate change in the cramped space.

Jin Changwu wrote a general poem, and immediately put on a shining golden armor, and even transformed into a long knife in his hand, and then jumped directly into the demonic energy.

Ouyang Hong called out a group of light birds, and the light birds rushed towards the small room behind the fence chirping.

Both of them are literary war masters, and as Jinshi, the war poems they use are also eye-opening.

The golden seal on Jin Changwu's waist is also constantly shining at this moment, and the light evokes the literary spirit of Daru's articles and Dengwenge's articles, constantly enveloping this space.

But for a moment, there was no excessively fierce fighting, and Jin Changwu, who was wearing a golden armor, flashed in the magic energy with the cooperation of the light bird, and directly interrupted Lu Jue's limbs in the next moment, pinching the opponent's neck with one hand, and directly carrying The other party walked out.

After all, Jin Changwu was a Jinshi, and his literary power was very strong. He was naturally easy to deal with a scholar who had not yet transformed.

At this moment, Lu Jue has completely changed his appearance.

His whole body was red, with long black claws growing on his hands and feet, and bone spurs sprang out from his back and arms. It was still the same shadowy face, but fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth.

It's just that at this moment, he has been thrown out by Jin Changwu like a puppet with a thread cut.

"The bone demon has been planted with the demon seed."

The armor on Jin Changwu's body disappeared, and Ouyang Hong also withdrew his magical powers and stepped forward to check. He frowned after probing with his literary power.

"He still has a half-clear mind, but do you want to search for the soul?"

"Can you do it?" Jin Changwu patted the dust on the official robe and said to him.

"It's not impossible, but if I want to extract some useful things from it, I need to create a poetic style."

"Then you just do it."

Ouyang Hong shook his head with a wry smile.

"Will you write poems for me? At least Qingming poems with three levels of talent."

"You also know that Qingming poems are most concerned with artistic conception. Only when the artistic conception is completed in one go can it be useful."

"This..." Jin Changwu sighed when he heard that to do Qingming poetry, he still needed to achieve three levels of talent.

Jin Changwu turned his head to look at Lu Jue whose breath was weakening, and could only shake his head.

"Then I will deal with him immediately."

As he said that, Jin Changwu was going to arrest Lu Jue, but there was a probing voice coming from the door.

"My lord, why don't you let me try?"

Hearing what Song Mu said, both Jin Changwu and Ouyang Hong paused, and Jin Changwu turned his head and said in surprise.

"Song Mu, you haven't left here yet?"

Song Mu laughed awkwardly: "Under the golden seal of the county magistrate, His Excellency Dengwen is locked."

But Song Mu quickly said seriously.

"However, my lord, since there may be something in Lu Jue's mind, I want to give it a try."

"Qing Ming poetry is not so easy to do."

Ouyang Hong who was next to him said at this time, his expression was still a bit uncomfortable, and he felt that Song Mu was a little too proud. Although he wrote a brilliant Xingwen poem, it did not mean that he could write a Qingming poem.

This kind of poetry that contains the meaning of tranquility or the Zen meaning of tranquility is very rare. Even a Jinshi himself is not sure to write it immediately, but Song Mu thinks that he can do it.

When Ouyang Hong said these words, he also meant to be a bit of a beating.

But Jin Changwu was stroking his beard at the moment, looking at Song Mu, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Mu pursed his lips, did not speak, but looked at the two people in front of him.

"Forget it, anyway, Lu Jue is no longer a threat, so I'll let you try it, and it won't take a while."

"Besides, we didn't see you doing Xingwen poems that day, but today I would like to see what kind of Qingming poems you can make."

Jin Changwu made a final decision and said, with some anticipation in his eyes.

Seeing Jin Changwu say this, Ouyang Hong frowned, but he did not refuse.

It would be good to learn a lesson once or twice as if this kid is playing tricks in class, so he won't be so arrogant after all.

Ouyang Hong also acquiesced at the moment, and Song Mu who got this reply also nodded, took out his book bag and began to take out pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

"Forget it, let's use mine." Ouyang Hong said, three things, ink, paper and inkstone, were immediately added to the table, and then Ouyang Hong looked at Song Mu and said.

"Just use the pen I just gave you."

"But if it doesn't work, then forget it."

Ouyang Hong said so, Song Mu didn't speak, just cupped his hands, and then walked forward.

Still studying the ink slowly, Song Mu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking.

Both Jin Changwu and Ouyang Hong looked at Song Mu, wondering how he could compose a Qingming poem.

And after a while, the two saw Song Mu take out the demon-suppressing brush, dip it in ink and write it down.

Ouyang Hong stood on one side, watching Song Mu write a poem, and Jin Changwu who was beside him also looked at it quickly.

"The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand."

"Wipe it frequently, so as not to cause dust."

A few lines of poetry appeared vividly on the paper, and the next moment he saw the literary energy start to surge, Ouyang Hong was amazed at the moment.

"what?"

As he said that, Ouyang Hong suddenly widened his eyes, and said to Song Mu with a sense of admiration.

"Okay, don't make the dust arouse, this poem is definitely enough!"

After speaking, I saw that Song Mu had already begun to write the title of this poem.

"Practice Verse"

When the title of the poem is completed, you can see the white air floating from the poem, and the rich literary spirit makes people feel refreshed.

Even some prisoners in the cell next door gradually settled down.

Ouyang Hong's joy was beyond words, and he didn't wait any longer, and said directly to Song Mu.

"Stick to your heart, don't immediately absorb this original literary style."

As he said that, Ouyang Hong pinched his fingers, and then Wen Li gushed out from his palm, directly fixing the churning Wen Qi, and then pointed a finger at Lu Jue who was lying on the ground.

White air quickly enveloped Nalu Jue, while Ouyang Hong had already sat down cross-legged at the side, releasing his literary power with both hands, and closed his eyes tightly.

Song Mu resisted the shock of the ancient books and did not absorb this wave of literary energy, only to see that Ouyang Hong's continuous release of literary energy also covered Nalujue.

"The art of searching for souls is difficult to achieve, but your poem is as talented as five times. It depends on whether Brother Ouyang can search it out desperately."

Jin Changwu also watched Ouyang Hong's actions at the moment, and explained to Song Mu.

And after about a stick of incense, Ouyang Hong opened his eyes, grabbed a spell in his hand again, and said to Song Mu.

"Song Mu, you can absorb it."

As he said that, he saw the dense literary energy attacking Song Mu, and Song Mu immediately let go of the restraint, allowing the ancient books to absorb the literary energy.

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