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Chapter 183: Carrying a Knife but Not an Umbrella on a Rainy Night

The sky was as clear and blue, and the wisp of white dress floated like a cloud. The fairy from the Yunshui Sect was like Xuannv descending to earth, with her sleeves fluttering in the wind and her hair flying, as cool and pure as pear blossoms piled in the snow, untainted by dust.

Even if the distance is not close, you can still recognize it at a glance.

"Who is Miss Lin?" Xie Yu heard this and looked through the window curiously. He saw a fairy as graceful as a startled swan and was shocked: "Isn't that Fairy Ling from Yunshui Sect?"

Queque was puzzled: "That was Miss Lin. She was living at Xiao Lu's house at the time... um..."

Before Xiao Que'er could finish her words, Lu Zhan physically silenced her by stuffing a piece of cake into her mouth.

At the same time, Lu Zhan's thirst for knowledge reached its peak, and he had to learn the Confucian doctrine of following one's words with another.

"What did she just say?" Everyone at the table looked at Lu Zhan with different expressions.

Especially Xie Yu.

Rumors about Lu Zhan and several fairies were spreading like wildfire. Xie Yu knew that this matter was not simple and was definitely not groundless, but it was hard to say whether it was really that exaggerated.

Hearing Xiao Que'er's words, Xie Yu was shocked. Could it be that Fairy Ling had lived in Lu Zhan's house? This was a real hammer.

Zhu Fei also narrowed her eyes, her round face looked very serious, as if she was ready to stand up for her sister at any time.

Lu Zhan didn't like the look in her eyes and had the urge to punch her. In a society ruled by law, it's okay for you as a best friend to meddle in other people's business. At most you'll be scolded. But in the Great Zhou, it's easy to get beaten.

But he is not so vulgar. Reputation is the most important thing at the moment.

Lu Zhan smiled and explained, "She was talking about Miss Ling. I did meet Miss Ling when I was in Jinling, and we were friends. But at that time, I had something to ask of her, and I wanted Miss Ling to teach me about the way of talismans. Now that I think about it, I have to thank Miss Ling for her guidance and advice."

Three parts truth and seven parts lies is the best lying pattern.

A certain sparrow swallowed the cake in her mouth silently, and suddenly felt a little cold on the back of her neck. She shrank her head and said honestly: "I still remember the experience of drawing talismans that she asked me to do at Xiao Lu's house. She is a good person."

I see-

The awkward atmosphere disappeared, replaced by helplessness.

Ling Jiaoyue does have a cold personality, but she is not unkind. If you ask her for advice on serious matters, she will be happy to give you advice, so she has always had a good reputation.

“I didn’t expect that it was Brother Lu who asked the fairy for advice on drawing talismans, but it was spread like this. The world is really going downhill.” Xie Yu said indignantly.

Zhu Fei felt embarrassed. She almost misunderstood Lu Zhan. She hurriedly said, "Brother Lu, please write a poem quickly. We are all waiting to hear it."

Lu Zhan silently glanced at Xiao Que'er beside him, a fair and clean little girl with a guilty look in her round eyes. After meeting Lu Zhan's warning gaze, she lowered her head and busied herself eating pastries.

Hey... why does this pastry taste like garlic? Queque doesn’t like it but doesn’t dare to say it.

"That's good..." Lu Zhan silently conveyed his "kindness" and brought his thoughts back to the topic. Writing poetry is not difficult, but the difficult part is to find a poem that is standard and appropriate for the occasion.

Lu Zhan looked into the distance. Ling Jiaoyue was like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the mortal world. When she came near the restaurant, she floated down. His thoughts also drifted away.

Seeing Lu Zhan in a daze, Zhu Fei who was sitting opposite him felt a little confused. Since it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false in the rumors, then if Lu Zhan’s lust was false, was his talent also false?

If her talent is false, then Sister Lan's vision is not very good.

Although Lu Zhan is handsome, he looks a little weak. How can he be compared to a strong man like Brother Xie Yu?

"There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent..."

As I was thinking about it, suddenly a line of poetry came to my ears.

Zhu Fei raised her head, her expression slightly stiff. She was born into a noble family, and although she was generous and practiced martial arts, noble families always cultivated their offspring for all-round development, and she had been well-read since childhood.

Even Luo Yi and Luo Er looked at Lu Zhan. Just like Zhu Fei, they were children of aristocratic families with well-rounded qualities. At this moment, they could hear the charm of the poem.

"One glance can make a city fall in love with her, another glance can make a country fall in love with her. I would rather not know that she can make a city fall in love with her, because it is hard to find a beautiful woman again." Lu Zhan drank tea instead of wine and said modestly, "It was just a simple work. Please forgive me for making fun of you."

No one at the table spoke, except for those who stared blankly at Lu Zhan.

Improvisational poetry has always been the most challenging test of literary talent, because in such a short period of time, there is no opportunity to polish it, and what is tested is strength.

For example, this poem by Lu Zhan, although written in a hurry, is quite wonderful, which is enough to show that Lu Zhan is indeed talented, which is consistent with the rumors.

Looking at the surprised expressions of the few people, Lu Zhan drank a sip of tea by himself.

Since coming to the Great Zhou, he has written only two or three poems, and none of them are true quatrains. Although the words he used are excellent, they are not the best in ancient and modern times, but they are enough to calm down such an occasion.

There is no point in using a butcher knife to kill a chicken. Writing poetry also requires attention to the occasion.

To deal with these people, just pick any song.

After all, he wrote well and didn't get paid, and he never thought of using his poems to spread around the world, so he just did it for his own good.

"Well written!" Zhu Fei slapped the table and praised, then asked: "But who is this poem about? It can't be me, right? I don't have this kind of color."

This is a girl who is very self-aware.

Lu Zhan smiled and said, "Miss Zhu and Miss Chu are good friends, and Miss Chu has taken great care of me. I would like to ask Miss Zhu to bring this poem to Miss Chu when she returns to Bianjing. She loves poetry very much, so she will probably like it."

Zhu Fei thought that her sister had good taste. This Lu Zhan was also a good person. He still recited poems to praise her even though they were thousands of miles apart. It was obvious that he cared about his sister very much. She immediately smiled and said, "I see. I will let you know when I return to Bian Jing!"

As he spoke, Zhu Fei glanced at Xie Yu beside him with a bit of resentment in his eyes. Look at Lu Zhan, who was thousands of miles away but still had to write poems to express his inner feelings. Brother Xie Yu is really stupid!

Xie Yu remained silent and looked out the window. The fairies from the Yunshui Sect had already flown far away, but they were like a passing spring breeze and could not be ignored.

Before Lu Zhan wrote the poem, he clearly glanced at the fairy from Yunshui Sect, but he wrote the poem to be presented to Miss Chu. Is this the art of speaking?

It’s just as Chun Yan said... Lord Lu is really a role model for my generation. I have to learn a few tricks from him, and then I can find some girls to practice with. I shouldn’t get beaten again.

……

At dusk, it suddenly started to rain, and the sky became dark very early and gloomy.

Lu Zhan came out of the restaurant reeking of alcohol, with Xie Yu following behind him.

"Brother Lu has a really good alcohol tolerance..." Xie Yu burped. He had been in the Bian Jing bar for many years, and this was the first time he met a rival.

As for Lin Hongwen and the others, they were already drunk and unconscious.

Lu Zhanbai waved his hand: "No, no...thank you so much for the dinner, I'll see you on the Fairy Island."

Lu Zhan was drunk and did not use his Qi to block the rain. He just walked into the heavy rain. His figure was shabby and he smelled a little drunk. He had no decorations on his body except the long sword representing the Demon Suppression Bureau on his waist. However, as he walked in the heavy rain, he exuded the temperament of a lonely and arrogant knight, which attracted the attention of many female cultivators around him.

Looking at Lu Zhan's back, Xie Yu couldn't help but think of the dark, cold, rainy night, the chivalrous knights and the bloody storm in his mind. He suddenly felt full of heroic spirit and his eyes couldn't help but follow Lu Zhan.

It was not until Lu Zhan was supported by the little girl and disappeared from sight that Xie Yu came back to his senses from his previous heroic mood, and an idea emerged in his mind.

Carrying a knife instead of an umbrella on a rainy night, so cool!

Xie Yu secretly made up his mind that during this trip to the East China Sea, he would change his appearance and learn from Lu Zhan.

A man can be ugly, but he must have a handsome temperament.

……

Endless darkness enveloped Mengyingzhou. Unlike Jinling City with its thousands of lights, this place was completely dark at night.

The heavy rain fell mercilessly, and the thunder as strong as the mountain was looming in the sky. All the beasts lay dormant, and the forest was silent.

Queque supported Lu Zhan with difficulty and walked into the depths of the forest. Her small body bore a weight that it should not have to bear.

Unexpectedly, just after entering the forest, Lu Zhan, who was drunk just now, suddenly opened his eyes, and the smell of alcohol gathered in his body, and he forced the wine out of his body in an instant.

“?” Queque blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Lu Zhan patted her head and said, "Xie Yu is even more stubborn than Chun Ge. If I hadn't shown a bit of intoxication, I'm afraid he would have dragged me to drink until dawn. Please help me check around to see if there is any unusual movement. I need to practice here for two days."

There are restaurants but no inns in Mengyingzhou because cultivators do not need to sleep, and even if an inn is opened, no money will be made.

Lu Zhan decided to learn how to do what he said before Chun Ge and his companions arrived.

As for Xie Yu and others, it is a good thing to get to know them. At least after entering the fairy island, there are a few fewer enemies. It’s not that they won’t become enemies, but with this little friendship, they won’t easily become enemies when facing conflicts over small interests.

"Oh…"

The little bird nodded obediently.

Birds grow up in the mountains and forests. They have to be wary of various dangers since birth. They are naturally sharp and are even more perceptive than humans when it comes to reconnaissance.

With the Skylark King as our scout, there shouldn't be any problems.

Lu Zhan was meditating under a morning glory. The huge corolla of the morning glory blocked out the sun and was several times larger than a house, blocking out the heavy raindrops.

After a moment, Lu Zhan’s consciousness sank into the solitary copy.

"Hmm? My friend, you have made another breakthrough?"

Shi Qingquan sighed once again when he saw Lu Zhan. The last time he saw Lu Zhan, he was still in the Mortal Realm, but now he is in the Mysterious Realm? Moreover, his aura is restrained, and his realm is quite stable.

This speed made him a little jealous.

Lu Zhan smiled shyly: "Hey... Ever since I listened to my brother's advice last time and calmed down, I made a breakthrough without realizing it."

"..." Shi Qingquan felt a little sour, but now that he thought about the fact that he was just a wisp of spiritual consciousness, he stopped thinking about it.

“That…” Lu Zhan thought for a moment and explained his purpose: “Last time, my elder brother told me that I was born with the Confucian roots. I rejected him at that time, but now I understand… Confucianism should flourish, and it is our duty to revive it!”

How resolute you were when you refused last time, how embarrassed you feel when the past is brought up again.

Shi Qingquan was greatly shocked: "Huh? My friend, you suddenly figured it out?"

"Hmm... figured it out."

"Then do you know that if I switch to Confucianism at this time, I will have to abandon all my cultivation. Are you willing to do that?"

"Brother, what if... I mean what if... someone can master several professions at once?"

"Impossible!" Shi Qingquan blurted out, "There is absolutely no such thing in the world. If there really is such a person, I, Shi Qingquan, will sit upside down and meditate for three days!"

Lu Zhan smiled awkwardly: "Ahem...Brother, why do you have to swear? It's unnecessary."

"My friend, don't have any delusions. According to my experience, if there is nothing, there is nothing. Don't you believe me? If there really is, I will do what I say!" Shi Qingquan has a stubborn temper. He usually looks like an immortal, but when he encounters a conflict of ideas, he will never give in. He calls it the character of a scholar.

Everything in the world has the law of balance, and there is no such person.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

"Brother, why don't you come over and meditate? It makes me uncomfortable to see you like this."

Lu Zhan looked at Shi Qingquan who was meditating upside down, and the corners of his eyes twitched twice.

This head-down sitting posture is indeed very uncomfortable. The clothes and hair are all hanging down, looking messy. She doesn't look like a hermit, but more like a mad woman.

Shi Qingquan said righteously: "Do what you say, this is the character of a scholar. It is not easy to learn the immortal method of saying what you mean. I have taught you the key points. If you think about it for a month, you may be able to get started."

According to the reputation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Shi Qingquan was a great scholar. He was a man of iron will during his lifetime and often compared himself to a rock.

Lu Zhan has now learned his lesson and found that he is indeed as stubborn as a rock.

A quarter of an hour ago, when he saw him performing the Night Doctor's technique with his left hand in slow motion and drawing talismans with his right hand in fast motion, Shi Qingquan was so shocked that his mind collapsed and he exclaimed that the world has changed.

Then he started to meditate upside down and refused to stop no matter how much we tried to persuade him.

No wonder he became a great scholar during his lifetime. With such stubbornness, if he encountered a question he didn't understand, he would have to read the book till it was torn to pieces to learn it.

Lu Zhan looked at the stubborn old man, silently mobilizing his true Qi, his aura became stronger, a wisp of clear air filled the air, and he shouted, "Sit up straight!"

Swish!

The stubborn old man turned over.

Shi Qingquan: “????”

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PS: Good night! As usual, I am asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.