I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 218
How could Song Mu not understand what Du Xianyin meant at this moment.

These two poems of his own made Du Xianyin see a faster way to use words to expand the complex environment, a way that is more musical.

She needs Song Mu's words, more words with beautiful words, and more words with beautiful rhythms.

And these things are not for the purpose of being spread indiscriminately among the people, but for her Du Shizong.

Song Mu sat there, his eyes lowered slightly at this moment, and he felt a little dazed.

At this moment, Song Mu's thoughts loosened a bit. If these poems can also be melted into the music theory, women can also use different ways to perform martial arts.

This may be another world.

At this moment, the small courtyard fell into silence. Du Xianyin looked at Song Mu expectantly, and it took a long time before seeing Song Mu let out a long breath.

"But I don't know if Song can really help the girl?"

Hearing this, Du Xianyin immediately showed a smile, which made Song Mu lose his mind for a moment.

"Before I saw that you were good at poets with bold artistic conceptions, but I don't know how good you are at Huajian Ci?"

Song Mu looked at the other party, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Girl, do you mind if I write an article now?"

Du Xianyin's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard these words, and he nodded with some joy at the moment.

With a wave of his hand, the things on the stone table disappeared, and with another wave, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone jumped onto it.

Song Mu looked at the things in front of him, and immediately looked up at Du Xianyin in front of him, and then said something slowly.

"Then girl, let's see if this poem is useful to you."

Having said that, Song Mu had already picked up the brush in front of him, dipped his sleeves in ink, and then picked up the brush to write on the paper.

"Green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the fresh wind enters the strings."

"The blue screen window sinks into the water and smoke, and the sound of chess startles the day sleepers."

"After the slight rain, Xiao He turned over."

"The pomegranate blossoms are about to bloom. The jade basin slender hands clear the spring. The Qiongzhu is broken but round."

A song "Ruan Langgui early summer" by Su Shi slowly emerged on the paper, and as Song Mu slowly wrote the words, the paper suddenly began to surge with literary spirit.

When Du Xianyin saw this situation, she unconsciously opened her mouth.

"Five talents?"

Song Mu worked hard and finished writing the poem completely, and suddenly the energy from above surged towards Song Mu.

But when Du Xianyin over there saw this situation, his eyes were strange at the moment.

The name of the lyrics of this poem made Du Xianyin immediately think of the tune card of "Ruan Lang Mi", also called "Drunken Taoyuan".

But the content of this poem surprised Du Xianyin even more, not to mention the beautiful words and the summer scenery vividly on the paper, but how different Song Mu's writing style is.

Du Xianyin read it lightly, and felt that she was doing these things. Song Mu actually wrote the lyrics in a woman's tone.

Unlike others who like to write about women's grievances and lovesickness, in this poem, women are innocent and carefree.

She blends into the beauty of nature and enjoys the vitality of early summer.

At this moment, Du Xianyin respected Song Mu even more.

This class of literati not only has beautiful poems, but also is so uplifting, it reminded Du Xianyin of many of the other's previous poems.

And from the beginning to the end of this poem, he didn't hesitate at all, it seemed that the draft had already been prepared in his heart, and the tip of the pen just fell all the way, it was a poem with rising talents!

But the person who wrote such poems is just a young boy!

Du Xianyin's beautiful eyes were mostly shocked at the moment, and seeing that Song Mu had absorbed those literary spirits, she also hurriedly looked at the poems.

Seeing the above sentence, Du Xianyin read it slowly again, and said each sentence softly, also with a surprised face.

This reading is not only catchy, but also immediately makes people feel that the early summer is quiet and at ease.

Du Xianyin unconsciously looked up at Song Mu who was still resting with his eyes closed, and then blinked.

Immediately, Song Mu also recovered from that state, opened his eyes to look at Du Xianyin, and said.

"Miss Du, I don't know if this is really useful to you?"

Du Xianyin nodded and smiled, then reached out and put the poem in front of her body, and then read it twice carefully, it seemed that her heart was clear, and the pipa was in her arms again.

The crisp string sound came slowly, and Du Xianyin also lowered his head slightly at this moment, humming softly.

The melodious voice of a lark came slowly. Song Mu looked at the other party so focused, and he was also very serious at the moment.

But as Du Xianyin got better and better, the string sound became smoother. After a while, Du Xianyin touched the writing force on the tip of his finger, and the writing force was condensed into words in his hand, and then dissipated in the fiddle open.

Song Mu was once again shocked by this miraculous method, and the next moment, the surrounding scenery changed again.

It really did!

Song Mu's heart was shocked at the moment, but it seemed that he was somewhat calm about this.

After all, these are Su Shi's poems. If they can't reach this level, it means that they have no chance with the other party.

Now Song Mu looked up at the changing scenery around him, Wen Li changed the surrounding scenery from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head like a wave, and in just a moment, he was already in another world.

In this world, the verdant pagoda trees and willows cover it, and the cicadas sing gradually.

And that wonderful sound was still coming slowly, and it continued to spread to the surroundings.

When the second que sounded, the surroundings changed again, and the string sound seemed to change a little suddenly, and at the same time, the world in this area was suddenly surging.

A low coercion slowly fell, and Song Mu suddenly found that the literary power in his body started to move involuntarily.

And all this is not over, the other party's piano sound is still going on, and raindrops are actually falling in this world.

Song Mu looked carefully, but saw those raindrops bypassed him, and then fell deeply on the surrounding ground.

Looking carefully, I saw that after the raindrops fell on the ground, there was a change.

A lotus flower appeared on the ground.

The lotus leaf catches the raindrops and falls to the ground.

Blossoming lotus leaves appeared on the surrounding land, but suddenly the raindrops fell like sharp knives.Make a series of openings on the lotus leaf.

This made Song Mu suddenly surprised. At this moment, he was thinking about how to avoid it, but saw that he seemed to be safe.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and it was falling faster and faster. There was a rushing sound of rain around him, but at the same time, there were more lotus leaves and more holes on the ground.

It's almost under the knife!
Song Mu was surprised, but at this moment, the sound of the piano was erratic, Song Mu turned around, only to see that Du Xianyin had got up, and the pipa in her arms was still playing out of thin air, and she was already looking around.

Seeing the shock in her eyes, Song Mu felt even more joyful.

The next moment, the eyes of the two met. Du Xianyin took a few steps up and bowed to Song Mu.

Song Mu cupped his hands, and Du Xianyin had already spoken.

"My lord, you are indeed a talent of the heavens. Such a range of overlapping foreign lands is beyond my imagination."

Having said that, Du Xianyin also looked around, and then opened her red lips lightly, and said slowly.

"It can turn a sudden rain into a flying blade, and what you think in your heart can appear in the environment. Words like these have already brought the foreign world to a higher level."

Saying so, Du Xianyin stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers suddenly caught a falling raindrop. On the raindrop, there was a sharp feeling gushing out.

Song Mu was surprised at the moment, and Du Xianyin was also a little excited.

"The range attack in this overlapping realm is already comparable to those in the great realms of the world."

"Even Du Zu's "A Fang Gong Fu", it is impossible for me to achieve such a situation."

Saying this, Du Xianyin suddenly turned to look at Song Mu with a more joyful expression on his face.

"Young Master Song, you may have ushered in a new era."

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(End of this chapter)