Chapter 27: Door-to-door
After searching for a while, Bai Yujun found that the taste was getting weaker and weaker, and it was time for the monster to leave.
"Wolf, let's go. β
Since there is no need to chase after him, dealing with evil monks and evil demons is the business of those local monks, for example, the special forces go to the street to find the traces of criminals, if the situation allows, they can come forward to assist in arresting, if the criminals run away, it has nothing to do with the special forces, it is purely a matter of the local police department.
Most cities in the world have monks who specialize in dealing with similar situations, and since that demon is gone, Chu Zhe didn't care, and continued to visit Qingyuan.
The four of them would never have imagined that they would meet the wolf demon in the future......
At the entrance of Qingyuan, an inconspicuous man turned his head and cautiously glanced at the four figures in the crowd, especially three of them, the momentum exuded made him nervous and had to leave early, he knew that he had met a real master today, and his figure disappeared quickly into the crowd.
"Let's go, let's go see the poems. Chu Zhe proposed to look at the works of those scholars, and the poems would be hung up for people to enjoy after they were written.
"Wow, wow, wow. β
Xu Ling was very happy and walked to the corridor where the poems were hung first.
Bai Yujun also went over to take a look, the poems, what they write can only be said to be able to read, what to say is still not qualified to shake the ancient and modern, and compared with celebrities such as the poet immortal Li Bai, it is not only the distance of time and space that is worse.
"It's really good poetry, it's really more interesting than the mountain. Xu Ling was elated.
"No, there are a lot of good poems on the mountain, but you don't usually pay attention to them, for example, there is a stone carving under the Lotus Peak, which was made by the predecessors of the sect, Wuwei Daoist. β
Yang Mu's face was full of expressions that he knew that you couldn't remember anything.
"Really?"
Xu was incredulous.
"It's true. β
This sentence stimulated Xu Ling, and when he glared at Yang Mu fiercely, he immediately changed his cute expression when he turned his head to look at Chu Zhe, and the speed of changing his face made Yang Mu breathtaking.
The poems were written on paper and hung on both sides of the corridor, and the breeze blew through the thick scent of ink.
The ink of ancient times is not as pungent and unpleasant as the modern things made of chemicals, and the synthetic ink of those chemicals is not good if you eat it, which is the failure of the body's organs, and the ancient ink is very safe, and it will not have much reaction if you accidentally eat it.
The footsteps moved slightly, and when Bai Yujun walked in front of a certain poem, he finally stopped, the poem was good, the words were also good, although it was a little jerky but rare, especially when so many ordinary works around it stood out from the crowd.
The corridor was full of people, and there was an endless stream of scholars and ladies, who gathered in front of their favorite poems.
Bai Yujun was just about to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect to fall and step on someone else's foot.
The scholar turned around leisurely and looked indifferent, and he could still smile so calmly when he was stepped on, which shows how many times he has practiced on weekdays.
"Sorry, sorry. Bai Yujun tried to finish these two words.
The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then relieved.
"It's okay, Miss likes to write this word? If you like it, take it, it's fate to see each other, and please ask Miss Fang where her family lives." β
Bai Yujun looked left and right, and realized that this scholar was calling himself Miss, but why was this routine so clichΓ©, and he was trampled on it on purpose just now, right?
Suddenly, just now I thought that this painting was good, and in a blink of an eye, I felt that it was unpleasant to look at, and I didn't answer, and turned around and left.
The scholar was annoyed and reached out to grab Bai Yujun's shoulder.
Suddenly, there were more people in front of him blocking it, Yang Mu looked at the thirty-year-old scholar unhappily, and sighed in his heart that what Ye Shi and Unpopular Books said was really right, these good readers, good people, good people are known all over the world, bad people are admirable, deliberately accosting him, and he still wants to do it, I don't know if Da Bai will give him some snake venom if he is provoked.
Seeing that although the young man in front of him was angry, he was extraordinary, and the scholar could only endure the offense of the province, and the girl just now was not very valuable, and the jewelry she wore was not expensive fabrics, presumably it was either the daughter of a poor family or the maid of those big families, and it was not difficult to find the main owner and say a few good words to ask for it.
Swapping concubines was common in ancient times.
Bai Yujun, who walked away, didn't care about the unpleasantness just now, and happily watched the literati in the attic sitting in front of the window and chanting poems.
The poems constantly caused the crowd to cheer, but Bai Yujun felt very ordinary when he listened to it.
Fortunately, the food was very satisfying to the snake, and the price was fair, Bai Yujun had no money, Xu Ling didn't bring any money, but Yang Mu didn't know where to get a pile of silver, and bought a lot of desserts to eat hard.
Chu Zhe watched a little speechlessly, Bai Yujun grabbed the dessert and stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it without chewing it directly, Xu Ling wanted to compete with Bai Yujun to see who could eat fast, and he lost the battle after a while.
In fact, poetry will not be interesting, and ordinary poetry will feel numb and boring after listening to it too much.
This is an exclusive event for those scholars and ladies to be married, scholars can attract the attention of those young ladies, and the three people and one snake who feel a little bored decide to go back to the inn to rest, and finally leave Qingyuan through the crowd.
Qing Yuan attic.
The scholar who accosted Bai Yujun before was currying favor with a young man in a richly dressed brocade dress.
"Young Master Zhang, how did that look just now?"
The young man in brocade clothes nodded when he heard this.
"Yes, pure and delicate is unforgettable, the waist is very thin, the legs are also very thin, it is the type I like, do you know whose family?"
"Back to Zhang Shao, someone has seen it at the Jufu Inn on East Street, it should be a foreigner. β
"Where has Brother Lang gone? Let Brother Lang bring that chick over tonight and tell him not to touch it, otherwise he won't mess with Liu Cheng in the future, this son is not joking. β
"Yes, Young Master Zhang. β
The servants went to deliver the letters, the attic continued to watch the singing and dancing and the beauties drank freely, and the poetry conference downstairs seemed to have nothing to do with the upstairs......
......
Late at night.
A black shadow ran and jumped silently on the roof, stopping briefly on a certain tower, standing on the top of the tower to confirm the direction of the Jufu Inn.
In the inn.
The doors of the four rooms opened, and the three of them walked out of the room.
Bai Yujun and the three of them sensed that something was approaching, and Chu Zhe had already sensed the location of that person, his palm quickly knotted a special gesture to cast a hidden breath, and there was no expression on his face, Yang Mu and Xu Ling yawned even more, scared?
Looking at the two disciples of Qingxu Palace, who didn't care about their lazy appearance, Chu Zhe shook his head, or ...... Standing by and watching them play?