I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 359

Wen Qi came from all directions like a gust of wind, blowing those colorful lights and dancing, and the people around suddenly felt the wind blowing from the ground.

The gust of wind blows, but it can be seen that the gust of wind is like a white ribbon, flying sideways in the sky.

"what is this?"

Someone reaches out to touch the white ribbon, but finds that it cannot be grasped in the hand, which is even more magical.

But the next moment, the ribbon suddenly burst into light, and then swept away towards a place as if it had gained strength.

Some people even exclaimed immediately, looked at the sky, and stretched their fingers.

"what is that?"

Countless people looked towards the sky one after another, and immediately many people exclaimed.

In the sky at this moment, among the thousands of floating Kongming lanterns, a beam of light suddenly appeared. This beam of light spread out like a ribbon, and then bloomed in the next moment.

As a result, in this sky, there seemed to be countless shooting stars slowly passing by, wandering in all directions with colorful colors.

Jinling City was shrouded in such a strange scene at this moment, and the people in Jinling City raised their heads to look at the sky, showing surprise at this moment.

On an attic in the distance, Tao Fengming was sitting by the window watching the brilliant scene of the beam of light suddenly blooming outside. At this moment, his eyes were slightly startled, while Sun Qinghe and several friends next to him looked out the window one after another, feeling a little surprised at the moment Said.

"This is? Vision?"

"The vision of poetry? Such a huge vision, which can cover the entire Jinling City!"

"The artistic conception of this poem is so rich, it must be amazing!"

"Could it be a poem with a lot of talent?!"

Several people exclaimed, but Sun Qinghe suddenly looked at Tao Fengming and said half-jokingly.

"Lanxian, you said that such talented poems were made by your apprentice?"

Having said that, the people around looked over one after another, and they also asked questions immediately, and someone next to him immediately started talking, obviously knowing Song Jieyuan's ability.

But Tao Fengming, who heard this, smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and spoke.

"Except for him, I think there is no such person in this city."

"Lanxian, what you said is really..."

Sun Qinghe shook his head with a smile.

……

At this moment, Song Mu had just finished mentioning the title of "Sapphire Case Yuan Xi" for this poem, and he watched the literary spirit all over the sky be used towards him.

The huge literary energy poured into Song Mu's body in an instant, and Song Mu also showed some surprised eyes on his face.

This huge style of writing, this poem, may be very talented.

But at this moment, the people around were even more surprised than Song Mu.

Whether it is the shopkeeper of the book shop, the students reading books, or the tourists passing by, they all look at the table in front of the book shop at this moment.

They looked at the paper on the desk that was erupting with a vast literary spirit, and at the handsome young man who just put away his pen and raised his head.

"This... is this talented poetry?"

"Arouse the literary spirit, the breath is huge, this must be talented poetry, but... can talented poetry create such a big battle?"

"Yeah, I saw that there were no such scenes in the previous rural examinations?"

"Then how talented should this poem be?"

Some students around exclaimed, and many people who heard these words also moved forward one after another. Immediately, someone read out the poem written by Song Mu.

"What a poem, I just feel that what I just saw is now written on it."

"I read this word roughly, why do I feel in a trance?"

"Nonsense, this is obviously the first love poem about a beautiful woman."

Someone commented like this, and at that moment, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes stepped forward, took out a large silver ingot in his hand, and handed it to Song Mu, with a sly look in his eyes.

"This talented man has invited me. This poem is really wonderful. I like it. I wonder if I can part with it?"

This person said so, but he felt a little guilty at the moment, and the others yelled and cursed when they saw this.

"Where is the guy who doesn't know how to praise him? He even thought of paying some money to buy such poems!"

"You are insulting me and other talented scholars!"

There was a student next to him saying this, and Song Mu didn't even look at that person at the moment, he just looked to the side, and it was obvious that Gu Qingqing's face was a little dazed at the moment.

After reading the Xiaque poems written by Song Mu, Gu Qingqing suddenly felt that her mind went blank, and a look of shyness or joy came to her heart.

Gu Qingqing's mind is full of the bits and pieces of the relationship with Song Mu just now, and now it has been transformed into sentences, which makes her feel a little dazed.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear a familiar voice, and when she recovered, she saw Song Mu looking at her with a smiling face.

Seeing that Gu Qingqing was a little shy at the moment, Song Mu just smiled and said.

"Miss Gu, I don't know this poem, but can it still catch the girl's eyes?"

Hearing what Song Mu said, Gu Qingqing's cheeks flushed slightly, eyes slightly lowered, but she nodded shyly.

And the people next to them couldn't help raising their eyebrows. This turned out to be a poem written by the young man to the young lady.

Such an astonishing lyric composition, to be given away like this?
Everyone looked a little envious, and the man was still a little unwilling to give up, and he was about to take out another silver ingot from his bosom and stepped forward.

But at this time, a student next to him exclaimed.

"Your Excellency, it can't be Song Mu, Song Jieyuan, right?!"

When one person spoke, everyone around showed surprise, and immediately the students who gathered around also let out an exclamation.

"It turned out to be Song Jieyuan! This shocking poem is actually written by Jie Yuan!"

"I finally saw Song Jieyuan write the lyrics with my own eyes, haha, this time I saw what Lin'an students said, Xieyuan's first poem should be praised in the world!"

Several students spoke excitedly, and the people around them were also thrown into commotion.

This handsome young man in front of him turned out to be the most famous Xie Yuan, Song Mu, the most outstanding man in the history of Jiangnan West Road? !
The guy who wanted to buy the lyrics just now was already walking into the crowd with shame on his face.

How can I be so blind that I want to use two ingots of silver to buy a masterpiece by Xie Yuan?

Many people around are also excited at this moment, especially after hearing that Song Jieyuan had just sent out a copy of calligraphy, they are also eager to try it at this moment.

But they saw that Song Mu had already folded the paper, but the next moment, they saw that the desk under the paper was broken into powder.

Everyone exclaimed, and Song Mu was also surprised to see this situation, and immediately realized that it was the strength of his poems.

Gu Qingqing was also a little surprised at the moment, but Song Mu scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"This poem may be very important, but if you put more effort into it, it will be fine within three days."

Having said that, Song Mu's hands surged with power, and when he wrapped the paper and handed it to Gu Qingqing, it was already the same weight as ordinary paper.

Gu Qingqing also took it, holding it in her hand, with an extremely excited look on her face.

The people next to him were envious, and found it incredible that Song Jieyuan would give away such a poem as soon as he said it.

But at this time, a woman dressed as a maid rushed out, immediately grabbed Gu Qingqing, and said.

"Miss, why did you run away alone again, master, grandpa will be unhappy."

Having said that, the other party looked at Song Mu with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Young Master Song."

Song Mu hurriedly cupped his hands, but at this moment the maid was pulling Gu Qingqing to leave, Gu Qingqing showed hesitation, immediately pulled out a silver hairpin from her head, and threw it at Song Mu.

"My lord, the little girl has the guts to accept this poem."

Saying that, Gu Qingqing had been taken away, Song Mu caught the silver hairpin, looked up at the direction Gu Qingqing left, but was surrounded by more people at the next moment, and they all bowed their hands towards Song Mu at this moment.

Only then did the vision in the sky dissipate slowly, and there was already another uproar in the city, and everyone was spreading the word that at the lantern festival tonight, Song Jieyuan wrote a gorgeous poem for Jinling City.

And in a shadow in the city, a cold snort came out.

"Extremely talented? This Song Mu shouldn't be easily killed."

In the darkness, blood-red eyes flashed.

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(End of this chapter)