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"Of course! I've been holding sage books since I was a child, so I'm a scholar!"

With his eyes squinting and his arms crossed, Yan Chixia felt that this man did not look like a scholar no matter how he looked at him.

After all, with Zhou Mingxuan's beautiful jade in front of him, Yan Chixia attaches great importance to the word "scholar".

At the very least, I don’t ask you to have their looks or literary talent, but at least you should be somewhat similar in demeanor, right?

However, he is not a bad person after all, so it’s okay to let him stay here for a night.

Protecting one is protecting, protecting two is also protecting.

Therefore, Yan Chixia brought Ning Caichen back to the main hall of Lanruo Temple.

But Ning Caichen was so angry that his face turned red.

Yan Chixia's expression clearly showed that he did not believe in his identity as a scholar!

When he arrived at the hall, he was about to argue with Yan Chixia, but Xiahou Jianke looked disgusted and was much more straightforward than Yan Chixia.

"You're worthy enough to call yourself a scholar!?"

Ning Caichen: “!!???”

He took a step back with his calves trembling.

He felt angry and cold, but he didn't dare to go near the fire in the main hall.

This Xiahou Swordsman doesn't look like a good person...

Ah……

He glanced at the embarrassed Yan Chixia and was extremely dissatisfied with Ning Caichen's arrival.

Zhou Mingxuan is fine, he has extraordinary literary talent, great demeanor, and his attitude is very respectful.

Who knows, the swordsman competition at Lanruo Temple might even be written into a book or a poem.

This is an extremely tempting thing for Xiahou Swordsman.

Moreover, he also believed that Zhou Mingxuan had the literary ability.

But this Ning Caichen...

Looking at the man with a sad face taking out the messy books from the wooden frame to dry in the sun, Xiahou Swordsman glanced at the embarrassed Yan Chixia again.

Is your eyesight okay?

The night is getting darker.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, but the Lanruo Temple, shrouded in moonlight, does not have the slightest sense of silvery holiness.

Instead, it is filled with a decadent and gloomy smell. The cold and dark atmosphere is so cold that ordinary people would turn away after just one look!

But Zhou Mingxuan was content and happy. He even found an ancient zither while walking in Lanruo Temple.

Seeing this handsome young man walking slowly towards her, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but pull her white skirt tighter, with indescribable emotions surging in her heart.

Sadness? Regret? Reluctance?

Mixed emotions, complicated mood.

If I hadn't died, with my family background, I might have been able to marry this young man.

Pity……

Just as he was about to appear in the pavilion to play the guqin for him, he was shocked to find that this...heart-beating young man sat in front of the guqin without any courtesy, playing the instrument with both hands, and it was obvious that he had some musical skills.

This this……

With her bright eyes wide open, Nie Xiaoqian always felt that something was wrong.

Shouldn't I play the piano myself to attract this young man?

however……

“Kong——————”

The sound of the piano was startling, yet not at all abrupt.

The unknown music score is leisurely and graceful, accompanied by elegant and fresh softness, like the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, blowing in your face.

The melodious sound of the piano strings rises and falls in a continuous and harmonious manner.

The sounds of phoenixes and cranes are clanging, and it seems that countless living creatures are responding to them, coming from the mountains and rivers in the forest, from the wind and the scenery.

The lingering sound was pleasant and intoxicating. The young man was particularly elegant when playing the piano. He was indeed a master of the piano!

It feels novel and wonderful, and I am also immersed in the beautiful scenery.

The moonlight is like a silver-white mist, the young man is handsome as a painting, the sound of the piano is pleasant and lingering, and the lingering sound is fascinating!

She held her tender hands to her chest unconsciously, with an ambiguous look in her eyes.

This was the first time Nie Xiaoqian had met a man who didn't follow the rules. Moreover, this man had even staged a reversal of the Tian Gang for her...

According to the plot, should I rush over and let this young man take advantage of me?

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If it develops like this, it seems not bad, right?

Elsewhere, Xiao Zhuo thought about it and felt that Nie Xiaoqian's abnormal behavior was not very reasonable.

In fact, Xiao Zhuo and Nie Xiaoqian were both forced into a helpless situation. They had both lived miserable lives. To be honest, even if they didn't get along, they wouldn't be as incompatible as water and fire.

It's just a tacit understanding.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Zhuo simply handed the newcomer over to the other female ghosts.

Then he hurried to another place.

But she knew how Nie Xiaoqian, that white lotus, seduced men.

While hurrying along the way, he could faintly hear the melodious sound of a piano, which sounded like the sound of nature. This made Xiao Zhuo's heart, which should have stopped beating, suddenly jump.

Nie Xiaoqian?

No, not her.

Inexplicably, Xiao Zhuo seemed to be impatient and quickened his pace, as if he was about to miss out on something precious that would make him regret for the rest of his life.

It's near, it's near!

The clanging sound that seemed to cleanse the soul made the surrounding dead silent environment become full of vitality!

The Lanruo Temple, which should have been dangerous, was filled with poetic beauty by the sound of the piano!

He looked up in shock, then froze in place.

The lifelike figure in the ink painting has already walked out of the poem and painting elegantly.

The sound of the piano that sounds like the music of nature has already emerged in reality.

The unparalleled young master who was supposed to linger in the dreams of the young lady from a noble family is now living alive in the pavilion!

Xiao Zhuo only felt that his heart became numb at this moment.

Beautiful, so beautiful...

He should not appear in this desolate Lanruo Temple in the mountains, but should appear in the aristocratic family garden and the ten-mile peach blossom forest.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure, and then the face became extremely hideous and terrifying.

You are so good, Nie Xiaoqian!

We all tacitly agreed to support each other, but you've forgotten all of that, right?!

What about the promise of helping each other and sharing secrets?!

If I hadn't come today, would you still want to keep it all for yourself?

Besides, what if I find out?

It’s not like I didn’t deliberately let go of a few kind-hearted people in the past, but it’s just that I let Xiaodie and the others take the blame...

Chapter 297: Wenquxing Star Master Wants to Interfere

"Hey, idiot, listen, this girl plays the piano pretty well. How does she compare to those maidens in the Heavenly Palace?"

The world of Journey to the West, the human world.

A monkey asked the pig head beside him with interest.

I saw the monkey with a thunder god's mouth, a crooked face, flaming eyes, golden pupils, yellow hair with a golden hoop, a body of yellow hair, and two red buttocks.

The pig's head was like a dirty lotus pod with a hanging mouth, its ears were like palm-leaf fans and its eyes were golden, its fangs were sharp like steel files, and its long mouth was open like a brazier.

Beside him, there was a strong man with a green face and two feet tall, a monk with a white and round face, and a handsome white horse.

It was the team going to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures, including Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing and the white dragon horse.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie felt a little envious.

He used to be a heroic and extraordinary general, but now...

Ugh……

Judging from his appearance, literary talent, temperament, and knowledge alone, this mortal is rare in the world.

Even if it goes to heaven, it must be unique.

However, as a man, you still have to have real skills!

For gods and demons like them, cultivation is the real ability!

Otherwise, it will only have the shape and might be eaten by some little monster!

I looked at the handsome young man in the picture with a sad heart.

Look at him!

He is still unaware of the danger of staying in Lanruo Temple!

Chest insurance?

It is indeed quite dangerous.

Zhou Mingxuan nodded secretly in agreement.

It's so white and tender, so fragrant and soft.

Of course, Lord Demon is not here to do this.

Now that the stage is set and the world of Journey to the West has been roughly understood, the drama must have a beginning...

Then, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, becoming sonorous and powerful!

It is as if you have walked from a poetic and picturesque scene into a world of war and iron cavalry!

That handsome young man seemed to be singing loudly and melodiously, with a surging voice in the morning!

"The guests from Yan wore tassels of barbarians, and the summer hooks were bright with frost and snow—

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which gallops like a meteor——"

The clear and cold voice was so bright that Yan Chixia and others who were far away in the hall could hear it.

Yan Chixia immediately stood up with a fiery gaze and met the equally fiery-eyed Xiahou Swordsman.

The two rough men's reckless behavior made Ning Caichen a little nervous and scared.

"Yan Ke!"

"Summer hook!"

Neither of them was stupid, so they naturally understood the literary thought and fame contained in this poem.

Swordsman Xiahou clenched his sword so excitedly that his face turned red.