I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 400

"This is……"

"Monster corpse?"

Xu Wangwei squinted his eyes to see the situation clearly, then immediately turned around and said loudly to the people behind him.

"Evacuate immediately! These monsters may be contaminated with demonic causes!"

"Release the Suzaku order to order Suzakuguan to prepare troops for battle immediately!"

Xu Wang shouted loudly, and the soldiers who were taking stock of their surroundings suddenly stopped when they heard it, and the next moment they headed towards the location of the Baoshan Great Wall under the leadership of two scholar lieutenants.

And someone has already released the sound arrow, the sound arrow exploded in the air, a fiery red light flashed past, and there was an immediate echo from the Baoshan Great Wall in the distance.

Xu Wang had already grabbed the soldier beside him, his feet surged, and he suddenly walked towards Baoshan Great Wall.

A scholar military lieutenant rushed forward and said out of breath.

"Boss, is it really a demon?"

Xu Wang glanced at the other party, nodded solemnly, and remembered the scene he encountered when he was defending the Baoshan Great Wall for the first time after he entered the realm of scholar.

That time, it was the number one scholar in the city who wrote a scorching essay, which boosted Wen Dynasty's luck a bit.

It was also at that time that Chang'an was continuously cloudy and rainy, and it rained heavily for several days, and monsters appeared on the land outside the city.

I can never forget that when I saw those guys for the first time, they were all hideous monsters with flesh and blood, but all of them had amazing fighting power.

Similarly, in their eyes, there is also a long green light flashing.

At that time, these guys were called demon corpses, demon corpses that had been infected by the devil.

In order to eliminate these guys, countless brothers died on the Baoshan Great Wall, and even the powerful literati in that city were also injured.

That time His Majesty personally attacked and fought countless monsters in the deep space, and paid a price to keep Chang'an stable.

It was at that time that such legends circulated in Chang'an.

I will try it, and the demon will move.

This is the time when the human race is fighting for fate.

And this time, it came again.

Xu Wang moved fast in the direction of Suzaku Pass, picking up a few laggard soldiers from time to time to speed up, but at this time, there were thunders and thunders in the sky.

Only two fiery rays of light were seen falling into the Baoshan Great Wall.

Xu Wang didn't know what was going on, but suddenly he heard a howling wolf.

The voice was so long that it made goosebumps all over your body in an instant.

Xu Wang looked back, only to see that green spot of light appeared again in the wilderness of flying snow at this moment.

And the sky has also dimmed.

The Suzaku Pass was right in front of him, and Xu Wang immediately shouted.

"Lieutenant Xiucai and I will enter the customs immediately and resist with all our strength!"

After finishing the words, I saw flames shooting out from the Great Wall behind me, and the fireballs smashed fiercely into the distance.

Baoshan Great Wall, a war machine, began to exert its power.

Xu Wang knew that a fierce battle was coming.

……

"Presumptuous, the monster treats me as a human race!"

In the imperial city, Li Ao, who was having dinner, saw two bachelors who had just returned.

They were the ones who went out to spread the message for Li Ao this time, but now the two of them came back injured and brought back a shocking news.

The Yaozu didn't accept the proposal, and insisted on handing over the article that touched the fate, and this time, the great monster of the Northwest Demon Kingdom joined forces with the East Sea Demon Kingdom!
After a few big monsters disagreed with each other, they made a bold move.

It looked like he was about to tear his skin apart.

"Your Majesty, this matter is no small matter. It may be related to the long-term failure of the southern border war. What should we do?"

An adult said in a deep voice, but Li Ao breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and waved his hand immediately.

"Masters, please come here. If there is really no room for change in this matter, then there is only one battle to the end!"

"Your Majesty, is there going to be any change in the situation outside the city now? Just now there is information that a large number of corpses have appeared outside the Baoshan Great Wall, and they can still emit miasma from their bodies. This is a serious problem for Chang'an!"

"Send Hanlin literati to fight, and the Baoshan Great Wall will be spared!"

But immediately Li Ao said another sentence.

"If there are no monsters above the Hanlin level outside the city, we can't attack rashly. This matter is not good for us now. We will only fall into a more passive situation if we attack from east to west."

Everyone nodded, and the lights in the palace were first turned on, but unexpectedly cast a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

……

The evening of the seventh day came, but Song Mu was still thinking about what to write next.

Just now there was some inexplicable irritability in my heart, but Song Mu immediately adjusted and looked at the paper in front of him again.

In this way, the spring and summer have been written, and the poems have been completed. What is still lacking is the poetry.

This autumn, what should I use to write?

Song Mu was thinking in his mind, at this moment there was a voice outside, several soldiers braved the wind and snow to change their guards, and a large area of ​​snow had accumulated on the examination room outside the examination hall.

In the past two days, the snowstorm seems to have become more serious.

Occasionally, there was a shock from the literary stars on the altar, because the literati wrote good poems and songs.

Song Mu sighed slightly, and looked at the paper in front of him.

After a while, Song Mu decided to write, making a choice in his heart.

Since it is about autumn, it should be beneficial to literati, so what I want to write is not just the coldness of autumn, but the uplift in the trough.

After thinking for a long time, Song Mu's heart moved, and he immediately wrote.

"Studying at night, hearing the sound coming from the southwest, stopped in horror, saying: "It's strange! ""

"At the beginning of the patter, there is a whistling, suddenly galloping and pounding, into the waves and night terrors, when the wind and rain suddenly come, it melts into things, clanking and clattering, metal and iron are all ringing; it is also like soldiers going to the enemy, rushing with their weapons in their hands, without hearing orders. , but heard the sound of people and horses..."

After writing the opening sentence, Song Mu finally seemed to feel at ease in his heart. He could feel that the mysterious state was being quickly recovered. Song Mu looked joyful, and his writing speed was quickened.

"...Smoky and cloudy, its face is clear; the sky is high and the sun is crystal, its air is chilly, piercing; its meaning is depressed. The mountains and rivers are lonely..."

"...Fuqiu, the criminal officer, is yin at the time; the soldier is also like, and uses gold in his actions, which is the righteousness of the heaven and the earth, and always has the heart of killing..."

Ouyang Xiu's "Autumn Fu" appeared on the paper in an instant, and there were bursts of literary power fluctuations on the answer sheet, and amidst the fluctuations, a more mysterious feeling spread slowly.

This article was originally written by Ouyang Xiu in his later years, implying that he is indifferent to fame and fortune, and does not care about the complexity of the world. The emotion of lamenting the world gradually dissipated with the beginning of "autumn with sound" and "autumn with no sound".

In the situation that Song Mu didn't understand, the thought power in Song Mu's mind had been mobilized at this moment, and it was slowly connected with the artistic conception of this Fu at this moment.

And when Song Mu wrote down little by little.

The surrounding situation also changed accordingly.

The literary star on the altar began to vibrate violently at this moment, and what was even more surprising was when the rays of light spread out in ripples.

It suddenly collapsed violently in the air, turning into specks of light and falling down, causing many people to exclaim for a while.

At this moment, Song Mu has already immersed himself in the artistic conception of this poem
The sound of wind, waves, gold and iron, marching, various angles, from far to near are described, and the autumn color, appearance, atmosphere, and meaning are also spread out.

The intent to kill suddenly surged up, and the surrounding environment immediately changed. The heavy snow seemed to dissipate. In the light and shadow, the surrounding wind and snow scenery changed a little.

Outside the tribute courtyard, the common people saw a different scene. In the surrounding scenery where the heavy snow was flying, there was the faint sound of fighting at this moment.

The sudden desolation of the autumn day came to everyone's hearts without knowing when.

"Anomalous?"

"Is this a vision?"

Someone shouted suddenly, but someone even frowned suddenly, let out a long breath, and then murmured.

"Why do I feel a bit of sadness surging in my heart?"

Everyone was surprised, and immediately they were all infected by this kind of already.

At the same time, Yan Fu on the attic of the Gongyuan put down his cup, walked quickly to the window, looked at the half-melted scene between his surroundings and the real environment, and then frowned fiercely.

"How does it unfold into a foreign land?"

"This foreign land? It actually affects people's mentality?"

Saying so, the Lord Gongyuan rushed in, and said anxiously at this moment.

"My lord, do you want to take action? This kind of foreign land may cause some bad situations."

Yan Fu was about to nod his head, but he suddenly noticed something wrong in this strange land.

"Wait, why do I feel that there is something unusual about it?"

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(End of this chapter)