I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 512 Neither Wind nor Sunshine

"Master!"

Song Mu's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, with a bit of sadness on his face at the moment, and tears filled his eyes when he looked at Tao Fengming.

Tao Fengming waved his hands and smiled, and spoke to Song Mu.

"Why, can't you even help me with this matter as a teacher?"

Song Mu shook his head silently, immediately cleared up his emotions, looked around, and said to Tao Fengming heavily.

"As Master expects, Jing Zhao will also write a poem for Master!"

Tao Fengming nodded when he heard this, and sat aside after talking again and again.

Song Mu walked slowly to the table, looking at Tao Fengming next to him, and then at the table in front of him. The villagers next to him all looked over at this moment, with different expressions on their faces.

Gu Qingqing also came forward at this time, no matter how persuasive she was, she reached out and took the ink ingot and inkstone, and was grinding the ink beside her.

"This is the only thing I can do for Master."

As Gu Qingqing said this, Zhang Huaitong seemed to have noticed something, and this time he came forward, stood beside Song Mu, and looked at Song Mu.

Song Mu slowly spread out a piece of the best rice paper, and took his most cherished brush in his hand.

At the side, Liu Jue also stepped forward, looking at Song Mu.

I saw Song Mu spread out the paper in a very serious manner, then picked up the brush and lightly dipped it in the ink, and then looked at Tao Fengming next to him.

"Master, I will write a poem for you, can I?"

Tao Fengming leaned on the chair and nodded with a smile, while Song Mu took a deep breath, looked at the pure white paper, and wrote heavily.

"Don't listen to the sound of Chuan Lin slapping leaves, why don't you roar and walk slowly."

"Bamboo sticks and awning shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Ren Pingsheng in a misty rain."

"It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, but the mountain top is slanting to welcome you."

"Looking back at the bleak place, when I return, there is no wind, rain or sunshine."

Su Shi's "Fixing the Storm: Don't Listen to the Sound of Lin Beating the Leaves" has slowly appeared on the paper at this moment, and at this moment, Song Mu's pen is heavy and frustrating, even trembling when writing.

The situation of getting along with Tao Fengming in the past came to mind, and at this moment it turned into ink and wrote down.

Gu Qingqing beside him was already weeping, Zhang Huaitong threw himself into his mother's arms and sobbed softly.

Song Mu held back his tears, reluctantly wrote the last word for this poem, and gently picked up the pen.

Drop the title of "Ding Fengbo · Fengming".

The title of the poem was completed, and the paper on the table suddenly burst out with endless literary energy, and the literary energy went towards the sky and the earth like a pillar that soared to the sky.

Everyone around was shocked for a while, and even Liu Jue, who was next to him, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Talent... Jiu Dou?"

In the field, the two monsters have also raised their heads, looking at the soaring tornado of literary energy straight up into the sky, with a look of surprise on their faces.

The courtyard was constantly harassed by the surging literary energy, but at this moment Song Mu didn't have any intention of absorbing the literary energy. He just held the paper respectfully in his hands, and then solemnly walked in front of Tao Fengming, Kneel to present.

"The disciple asks the master to appreciate it."

Tao Fengming showed relief on his face, he took the paper with both hands with a smile, and read the lines on it lightly, his face was full of relief after a while.

"Okay, don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating the leaves in a good sentence, and there will be no wind and rain or sunshine in a good sentence."

"Jingzhao, this word should be my whole life."

As he said that, Tao Fengming looked at Song Mu, and there were tears in his eyes at this moment, but he still smiled and said to Song Mu.

"Good disciple, I will have no regrets in my life as a teacher."

Song Mu kowtowed heavily, and said in a deep voice at this moment.

"Master, as long as the disciple is in this world for a day, everything the master desires will definitely come true!"

"The apprentice must have worked hard for this!"

As he spoke, Song Mu kowtowed heavily again, while Tao Fengming also nodded slightly, but at the moment Song Mu got up.

"Get up, Jingzhao, make me another cup of the tea you roasted a few days ago, I didn't taste much last time."

Song Mu nodded quickly, and turned around to pick up the pot to make tea, but at the moment he was in a hurry and flustered.

When Song Mu was taking the pot of boiled tea out of the house, he saw Uncle Niu and Lord Liu in the courtyard step forward, looking at Tao Fengming who was sitting on the chair.

Tao Fengming sat with his head bowed, leaning against the back of the chair, holding Song Mu's scroll tightly in his hand.

It's like falling asleep.

"Master!!"

The kettle slipped, and Song Mu felt his feet go weak, so he rushed up with a cry.

He knelt down at Tao Fengming's side again, but saw the kind face in the past, but now there was no life left.

The mentor in this life has gone away like this.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly shouted a few times, Liu Jue stood in front of him and raised his hand three times and put it down again, then took two steps back, bent over and cupped his hands, and said respectfully.

"Congratulations to Mr. Huangfu!"

Others also came in front of them one after another, and they all bowed immediately at this moment, and said in a deep voice.

"Congratulations to Mr. Huangfu!"

There was a sudden sound in the courtyard, and Song Mu was already in pain, and his hands were trembling as he threw himself into Tao Fengming's arms.

But in an instant, they heard a cry of pain from the side, and several sister-in-laws rushed out to support Gu Qingqing, seeing Gu Qingqing clutching his stomach with a painful expression, they shouted at this moment.

"Madam is about to give birth, come help me!"

The courtyard was in chaos for a while, the sisters-in-law in the village came out to help one after another, and the old man in the village stepped forward to persuade Song Mu, this time Song Mu was asked to pick up Tao Fengming and go into the house.

In the houses on both sides, life and death alternate.

Song Mu was standing in the courtyard at the moment, tears welling up, and endless pain in his heart.

After a while, there was a cry, and a sister-in-law hurriedly came out and shouted at Song Mu.

"Xiucai... the number one scholar, he is a boy, and the wife gave birth to another boy!"

The villagers next to him also came up, but this time they didn't know whether to say congratulations, but they saw the tears wiping the corners of their eyes, and at this moment they got up slowly, then arranged their clothes, and went to the room.

After a while, Song Mu came out, hand in hand with a group of villagers, and said in a deep voice.

"Old folks, I have already thought about the name of the child, and I will call him Song Chengming from now on."

"I have to trouble the elders with the family affairs these few days!"

Song Mu cupped his hands, and everyone answered in succession, but then Song Mu suddenly stepped towards the outside.

Everyone watched Song Mu's straight figure heading towards the entrance of the village.

Song Mu came to the entrance of the village slowly, he let out a deep breath at this moment, the expression on his face gradually became calm, he walked forward step by step, and walked straight to the front of the demon king with the belt, and said in a deep voice.

"Today, the teacher has already driven the crane west."

"Tell your masters that I, Song Mu, have taken over what my mentor has not done."

"Just wait in the future, Master has suffered in this life."

"I, Song Mu, will repay you twice as much!"

After the voice fell, Song Mu turned his head and walked away. The two monsters looked at each other with hesitation.

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