God Catch starts with adding points

"Squeak!"

The figure screamed in pain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This frightened Uncle Seven.

He didn't dare to go back to his house anymore, he crawled and ran back to the neighbor's house where he chatted before, and stayed there desperately.

The neighbors saw that it was not a problem for him to stay like this, so they called the little one over at night, and together they sent Uncle Seven back home.

"This morning, my seventh uncle and grandpa fell into a coma." The little man knew that he had an accident, so he wanted to carry him to the town to see a doctor. He was walking on the road, and it started to rain. Seventh uncle and grandpa woke up immediately Come here and eat him alive.

"Langzhong, you, can you cure my seventh uncle and grandpa well?" the little man asked Wang Kai.

Wang Kai asked him to remove the "?", "You just need to prepare the silver characters."

Wang Kai walked to the desk, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and took out a piece of peach blossom paper from under the desk, and wrote the word "Xiao" on it.

He can cure this disease.

His master left him a medical book, which contains not only the records of good demons and good ghosts seeking medical consultation, but also the symptoms and medicines of evil demons and ghosts when they wreaked havoc on the world, including the diagnosis and treatment methods of this disease.

This medical book also records the ins and outs of the monsters, and all the things they have experienced. Wang Kai usually reads it as a chat for entertainment.

He put down his pen, walked to the door and greeted the Tongfu Inn opposite, "Old Bai, let's make a fire and bring a pot of tea by the way."

"I'm coming."

Laobai, the clerk at the Tongfu Inn opposite, brought tea in his left hand and a burning firewood in his right, and arrived at the medical hall from the opposite side in the blink of an eye.

If the tea is not spilled, the fire will not be extinguished.

"Okay, Lao Bai, your lightness kung fu is pretty good." Catcher Xing leaned against the door and greeted him.

Lao Bai flicked his bangs on his forehead, "Small."

He handed the tea and fire to Wang Kai,

"Old Wang, you asked your wife to hire another handyman. I am a waiter and also serve as a handyman in your medical clinic. I will be exhausted."

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Chapter 377 Peach Blossom Temple

"Qingming" recited by Lu Bai casually in the Red Chamber.

Very good, very good.

Even great writers can't help but say hello when they hear it.

But this poem really wants to talk about the subtleties, one does not use allusions, and the other does not show profound knowledge, and only a few simple words are used. Although the skill is seen, everyone thinks it is not so difficult, just It's just a chance to get it.

Scholars who can make it to the King of Luo's outing banquet are all wits, but all wits are pretentious and refuse to admit defeat. Now I hold a sigh of relief in my heart, so that I can write good poems. To make a name for myself.

Fame is status for a literati.

Lu Bai is now famous in the capital, if their poems can overwhelm Lu Bai, then the reputation of talented scholars will definitely spread throughout the capital tomorrow.

Therefore, the wits worked hard.

They stood on the veranda, looking at the delicate and beautiful peach blossoms on the hillside through the rain curtain, racking their brains to think about poetry.

Luo Wang smiled, walked over and bowed to Lu Bai first, "Uncle, do you know everyone?"

"I know each other, I have fought side by side," Lu Bai said.

Miss Bai was puzzled, "Uncle?"

"You are really ignorant." Lu Bai felt that only those who had heard a little knew about his relationship with the Gu family.

Miss Bai smiled, "My mind is on the piano."

Lu Bai suggested, "Why don't you play a song? Let them lighten their brains so that they can make better poems."

The white girl responded.

Luo Wang was overjoyed, he came here with the intention, but he didn't know how to speak, Lu Bai just relieved his embarrassment now.

He hurriedly asked the piano table to be put up, and then asked the little eunuch to wait on Miss Bai to wash her hands and burn incense.

After finishing all this, Miss Bai sat upright in front of the piano and plucked the strings gently.

A melodious piece of music slowly flows out from the sound of the piano, wandering between the beams of the veranda, like the whisper of a lover whispering in people's ears, or like the warmth brought by the spring wind, letting people's pores open and their hearts open , and his talents also flew up.

Lu Bai also stood up and walked out of the corridor.

This veranda is like a long dragon, winding up along the ridge, flickering in the blooming peach blossom forest, all the way to the top of the mountain.

There is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Looking from a distance, the Taoist temple is deep and deep, like an old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the drizzle and listening to the Taoist sound.

For some reason, Lu Bai thought of the old Taoist priest he saw by the waterfall.

I don't know if he has realized his way now.

Having said that, whether it is a sloppy Taoist priest or a Taoist priest who has realized Taoism on the waterfall, they all persuaded Lu Bai not to ascend. If you look closely, it can be traced back to the sentence "Peach" said when the previous Taohuaguan defected from the fairy gate and was beheaded by the immortal. .

For this word, the vast majority of practice circles think it is "peach".

Some said he was talking about Taohuaguan.

Some people think he is talking about flat peaches—Peaches are the fruit of the fairy world. According to legend, there are 3000 peach trees in the fairy world: the first 6000 have small flowers and small fruits. They ripen once in 9000 years. People who eat them become immortals. [-] plants in the middle, layers of flowers and sweet fruits, once ripened in [-] years, people will live forever if eaten; [-] plants in the back, purple-patterned cypress, ripened once in [-] years, people eat and live forever Qi Shou, the sun and the moon are the same age.

immortality.

Just ask, who doesn't want to live forever and live the same life as the sun and the moon.

Therefore, many people believe that the master of the Peach Blossom Temple rebelled against the fairy gate, probably stealing the peaches and preparing to distribute them to his disciples and grandchildren in the Peach Blossom Temple in the next session, so that they can live forever and grow the Peach Blossom Temple.

Obviously, the sloppy Taoist priest and the Taoist priest on the waterfall don't think so.

They thought it was "escape", so they all advised Lu Bai not to break through easily, not to ascend.

Lu Bai also kept an eye on it.

He decided that he must think of a way. If he couldn't do it, he would use the domain of Jiugexing to pretend that his realm was before the Ascension Realm, so that he would not experience the thunder disaster and then ascended.

There is another advantage of doing this, that is, Lu Bai can have more time to deal with the thunder calamity, and even deal with the unknown in Kouxianmen.

"That's Peach Blossom Temple." Seeing Lu Bai staring at Peach Blossom Temple in a daze, Luo Wang came over and said.

"Peach Blossom View?" Lu Bai muttered.

This is really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

It's just that this Peach Blossom Temple is too low-key, since Lu Bai came to the capital, he has never seen their disciples.

King Luo seemed to see Lu Bai's doubts.

He explained that after the master of Peach Blossom Temple rebelled against Xianmen, Peach Blossom Temple fell apart.

The successor master of Peach Blossom Temple is a disciple who betrayed the master of Xianmen. He had a grudge against his master and led several brothers to leave Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Blossom Temple.

And regardless of those who left Taohua Temple or were in Taohua Temple, because Taohua Temple's master's rebellion offended the Heavenly Court, no disciples of Taohua Temple ever ascended again.

People say that Taohua Temple has offended Heavenly Court, displeased Heavenly Court, and will never accept the disciples of Taohua Temple.

The Peach Blossom Temple lost its vitality, the incense is no longer strong, and there are only a few disciples. The talented disciples can only rely on the old Taoist priests of the Peach Blossom Temple to go down the mountain to be deceived and kidnapped. After all, if there is a choice, who would choose the path of practice that cannot ascend or live forever?

Even if Taohua Temple accepts talented disciples, they may not be able to cultivate them into talents.

Cultivation is not only talent, but also money. It is difficult to cultivate amazing disciples without incense.

The worse it gets, the more it gets worse, Taohuaguan has entered a cycle of decline.

"If it weren't for the fact that before the Peach Blossom Temple, they were so light in the court, and they were still useful in the grand ceremony, they probably would have left Huangzhuang long ago." Luo Wang said.

Lu Bai nodded.

He suddenly knew what poetry to write.

Originally, he planned to come up with a song "The Human Face Doesn't Know Where to Go, Peach Blossom Still Smiling in the Spring Breeze", but now he changed his mind.

I think of the old Taoist priest on the waterfall, and the Peach Blossom Temple in the old forest.

Lu Bai thinks "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" is more suitable.

The key point is that as soon as this poem comes out, the image of the hermit wandering in the forest, free and easy, and happy like a fairy emerges on the paper, which is very suitable for the Taoist priest above the waterfall that Lu Bai has seen and the sloppy Taoist priest around him.

He turned around and patted Luo Wang on the shoulder, "Come on, give uncle a pen, I'm inspired."

King Luo was delighted.

In view of Lu Bai's "Qingming", he very much expects that Lu Bai will write a good poem, so that his Xishan Poetry Club can overwhelm the Dongshan Poetry Club and win the top spot.

He and Kang Wang are destined to be rivals, and they both want to overwhelm each other, but Kang Wang is better than him in terms of food and clothing, or in his father's favor.

This is also impossible.

In the panic of his father, his birth was a mistake, the result of his impulsiveness, if it wasn't for the empress dowager's insistence, he probably wouldn't know where to live now.But Kang Wang is different. Kang Wang's mother is not a court lady but a noble concubine, and her surname is Lu.

He is born wealthy and has a strong backing.

Luo Wang has nothing, and it is up to him to fight for it, so there are not many places where he can overwhelm Kang Wang.

Today, if Lu Bai's poem makes the Xishan Poetry Society overwhelm the Dongshan Poetry Society, it can be regarded as one of the few of him that has made King Kang deflated.

The thought of this made him look forward to it even more.

He picked up the pen, and saw Lu Bai go to the veranda, reached out and plucked off a branch of peach blossoms, muttering softly: "Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Blossom Immortals plant peach trees, and pick peach blossoms for wine money—"

Luo Wang was startled, Peach Blossom Temple?

The Peach Blossom Temple established by the disciples of Peach Blossom Temple after leaving Peach Blossom Temple?

Is there a Peach Blossom Immortal in this Peach Blossom Temple?

When did it happen, could the disciples of Taohua Temple be able to ascend?

He was full of doubts, but it was inconvenient to disturb Lu Bai, so he could only pick up his pen and continue writing, "When I am drunk, I only come to sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep with flowers—"

After reading this, Lu Bai couldn't help but lift the wine gourd and take a sip of the wine.

This mountain, this peach blossom, in the drizzle and the blue mist, is a little more poetic, and it should be a big white.

Luo Wang is tasting the poem.

It was another catchy poem, although it didn't use any allusions, it wasn't awkward, and it didn't have too many rhetorical techniques, but the artistic conception was vivid on the paper, and a free and easy hermit was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He was tasting, when Lu Bai started to read again, Luo Wang hurriedly picked up his pen to keep up, when Lu Bai read "Others laugh at me as crazy, I laugh at others who can't see through-", Luo Wang couldn't help applauding.

Great.

This is the real hermit, and he has a bit of fairy air.

Luo Wang felt that there was no need to write this poem today, and this poem was definitely the one that got the top spot.

King Luo looked up at the peach blossom forest all over the hillside, a hoe was standing beside it, and the peach blossom fairy who was leaning under the peach tree and drinking wine seemed to be in the middle of the mountain forest.

King Luo took the pen away, and when the pen and ink were dry, he told the little eunuch, "Have someone copy this poem and let them know that my uncle will be the top poet for this year's outing."

The little eunuch agreed and hurriedly copied it.

This Ching Ming Festival, almost all associations are holding poetry meetings, no matter the spring club, autumn club or summer club.Gein Chunwei is coming soon, and all the people from all over the country are in the capital.

Naturally, these talented people will not miss such a poetry meeting.

Clubs are holding groups, they are mixing circles.

Talent is the stepping stone for these successful people and talents to gain fame. With this stepping stone, their career path will be much easier, and they may even be appreciated by the nobles, and they will flourish from then on.

The owners of the society, Wang Wang, are all descendants or family members of the aristocratic family. They organized this poetry meeting to recruit talents for the aristocratic family.

A family does not become a family for nothing.

If the aristocratic family wants to have influence in the temple, they must have talents to help them, and the Poetry Club is just such a platform for them to recruit talents.

But poetry is not limited to this.

The poetry fair is still a platform for mutual competition. Whose poems will be successful, and whose poems will be overwhelmingly sung by the world, will attract more talents to vote, and will be more prosperous in the future.

Therefore, the hosts of many poetry clubs like to copy and pass on the good poems from the poetry clubs, spread them among the people, and advertise them widely for the poetry clubs.

Luo Wang thought Lu Bai's poem was really good.

He still feels a little appreciative.