Great Blue Night Watchman

"Didn't you see it? As I said, he had some cleverness and real literary skills, but it was this way that made me look down on him."

"Why, miss..."

The young lady said: "Why? Daozong himself got angry and wanted to win over our spiritual tribe. My sister Qing really likes poetry and prose, and it is true that she has no resistance to literati. However, I know that this is a trap, so I still Jump? Hong’er, tell me, am I stupid?”

In the midst of their discussion...

In the teahouse, the young master of the Li family stood up: "Brothers, our brother Zhou is a famous poetic genius in the Ziqi Wen Dynasty Poetry Club. Since you have set foot in Lingcheng today, shouldn't you? Write a song?"

The whole building applauded!

On the third floor, Sister Qing and Hong'er also stopped their discussion and looked at each other with wonderful eyes, still feeling a little excited involuntarily.

As Sister Qing said herself, she really likes Wen Dao.

Regardless of whether she could see through the plans of the Holy Son of the Dao Sect, she still had some expectations for the poetry of this genius of poetry.

Zhou Huaisu smiled: "I am not a literati, and my original intention today is to appreciate the talents and talents of Lingcheng. Since Brother Li refuses to let me sit around, I would rather obey my orders and write a poem!"

"Come on, paper and ink!" Mr. Li was very excited.

Zhou Huaisu smiled: "That's not necessary!"

He raised his hand, used the void as paper, and the spring rain as ink, and wrote...

"The mist and rain from the east mountain gather together with the tide of the river. The waves of thousands of souls will not dissipate before they arrive. The flowers have fallen all over the hurting places. I can't bear to throw away my separation like catkins!"

Twenty-eight characters are carved into the void according to the rules of water.

Beyond the twenty-eight characters, the mist and rain suddenly turned up, interpreting the eternal sadness of flowers falling away.

Above the sky, colorful rays of light suddenly appeared, killing all the flowers in the misty rain, and spreading throughout the city.

In the teahouse, all the literati stood up and cheered in unison.

Mr. Li's face turned red with excitement: "Brother Zhou's poem should become a poem for cities and towns with blooming flowers!"

"Exactly, Tiandao Colorful Poetry, and it includes Dongshan, Huijiang, Qianling Valley, and Fanhua City. It is just twenty-eight characters and is full of poetic and picturesque meaning. Who can match it?"

Sister Qing on the third floor was stunned.

The girl next to her opened her mouth half-open: "Poetry of five colors touches the colorful waves of heaven and interprets endless poetry. Miss, this..."

In a valley in the distant Qianling Mountain, an old man with green hair slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, there were countless ripples in an eternal deep pool. He murmured: "The world's trend must still sweep me into the Qianling Valley." Do you want to enter? Otherwise, will the flowers in the flower city really disappear? Is this the reality of today’s world, or is it a threat?”

Yes, benevolence sees benevolence, and a wise man sees wisdom. A true genius in the way of poetry, writing poems has never been about showing off his literary talent. Poetry has always been the way.

Zhou Huaisu's poem is colorful in terms of literary talent alone!

However, this is not just a poem with great literary talent, it is a current situation, and it is a warning against Qianling Valley!

If you don't cooperate with our Dao Sect, your Qianling Valley will fall into boundless turmoil.

The flower city will lose all its flowers.

The children of the demon clan will be like catkins in the wind.

The literati in the teahouse seemed not to understand this meaning. Perhaps, they were stooges and did not understand selectively.

At the door of the teahouse, Lin Su gently put away her umbrella and stepped into the teahouse.

However, at the door, two disciples wearing Taoist attire stretched out their hands at the same time: "Sir, the teahouse is holding a cultural gathering today. No idlers are allowed in!"

Lin Su smiled faintly: "Wenhui, isn't it just a leisure meeting? Don't you think it's ironic that you come here as a leisure person?"

Several people behind him laughed at the same time.

This is true.

Wen Hui is itself a leisure meeting.

There will be a literary society only if the literati have nothing to do. If everyone is so busy, how can they have time to hold a literary society?

The Dao Sect disciple said coldly: "Your Excellency has overlooked a premise. No matter whether you are idle or busy, you must be a scholar to enter the literary society. Are you a scholar?"

"Barely!" Lin Su said.

So, barely...

The disciple of Daozong smiled: "Do you have any good poems? Do you have a prominent literary name? Do you have any shocking works?"

Ask three questions in a row, asking the heart-breaking questions.

Lin Sudao: "The so-called hero does not mention his past bravery, and his past achievements are only in the past after all..."

The two disciples laughed at the same time: "Haha, your reason is refreshing and refined!"

But Lin Su raised his hand, holding a white jade flute: "What I mean is, let me show it live!"

"Playing the flute?" The Dao Sect disciples stopped laughing at the same time.

"Your Excellency should have no objection. The Tao of music is also the Tao of literature!" Lin Su said: "In addition, I have to correct you. This is not a flute. This instrument is a flute. It is the music of Tao that I created! "

The flute is horizontally placed at the side of the mouth.

The Dao Sect disciples were a little confused. They were ordered by the Holy Son not to allow idlers to enter the building, lest they dilute his grand plan.

But this person just didn't know what he was looking for, so he had to go in.

If he is not allowed in and he plays music outside the building, does this count as breaking the rules of the Holy Son?

And they were not the only ones in the tea house who saw this scene. Several literati turned around at the same time and stared at the jade flute in Lin Su's palm in surprise. They were true literati, and they were shocked by the core point of Lin Su's words.

Among the joys, I created it!

The person who created a new instrument for music!

How rare?

Who could it be?

The flute sounds!

A wisp of melodious music floated up that was completely out of this world!

Just a short note silenced the whole city.

On the teahouse, Zhou Huaisu's heart skipped a beat. Although he was just acting today, he also had real talents. For example, this poem was his original creation!

When he traveled around the world and made friends with the princes and great scholars, he had heard all kinds of wonderful sounds in the world of immortality, and his appreciation of music was also second to none. However, when Lin Su heard the sound of the flute, he was completely shocked. Stayed.

this……

What kind of music is this?

Never heard of it in my life!

It is cheerful and smooth, with the joy of spring and the mood of the revival of all things. It is incomparably beautiful. The music passes through the ears, just like strong wine entering the soft intestines...

On the third floor, Sister Qing suddenly lowered her head, her eyes like spring water, staring closely at the white jade flute in Lin Su's hand, her breathing completely stopped.

God, why is there such wonderful joy?

Where did he come from?

who is he?

That girl was even more unbearable. Her hands holding the window sill turned into red bird claws...

Above the sky, a blue wave appeared...

Qing Bo interprets the sky full of peach blossoms.

Cyan is the border, and peach blossoms are the interior scenery. The peach blossoms fall and fly, just like the most beautiful picture scroll in spring, slowly unfolding above the Linghu Lake.

"Oh my god, Tiandao Qingbo!"

"Yes, Tiandao Qingbo! It's really...Flower City, how long has it been since Qingbo appeared?"

"In the history of Fanhua City, only eighteen hundred years ago when Fanhua Fairy became a Taoist, Heaven took pity on her and pursued her life, and then sent her to reincarnation with the blue wave of Heaven..."

Deep in the distant Qianling Mountain.

A high peak, full of peach blossoms.

At the top of the peak, a woman was sitting under the peach blossom tree. Her face was extremely beautiful, and her expression was extremely quiet. But suddenly, she looked up!

Above the sky, peach blossoms bloom...

A beautiful melody descended from the void.

Her whole body was shaking!

Others only know the beauty of this music, but she is the only one who knows who this music comes from!

In the whole world, she is probably the only one who knows it.

Because she is the peach demon!

That day on Taoshan (Taoshan, the name was changed after the Southwest Demon Extermination War, and named Taoshan because of the Peach Saint's extermination of demons) on the border of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom, she realized her biggest wish of living with the Lin family in Haining for three years and rubbed against him. Got a handful.

Why is it your biggest wish?

Because she saw with her own eyes that when someone Lin was rubbing against Lu Yi and Sister Chen, these little girls were moaning and giggling with joy, and she really wanted to try this feeling.

Before Xinan entered the Demon Kingdom, she couldn't try this. The key was that she didn't have a physical body, and Lin Su couldn't pull that face and poke it in a tree hole.

After traveling to the Southwest Demonic Kingdom, she gained a physical body, and with the help of his great achievements, she realized her ultimate wish.

After some friction, the peach demon also hummed and couldn't stop laughing.

However, this friction also has sequelae, and the sequelae is that after returning to her hometown, she always thinks about him!

Now, the bad guy is here!

There is no other person in the world who can play this song.

Because this song was the song "Peach Blossom Ballad" that Lin Su sang before bidding her farewell to Wuxinhai.

As soon as the peach demon heard this music, he was completely drunk and had no other thoughts. His only wish was to rush to the Flower City immediately...

Silently, the peach blossoms all over the mountain bloomed at the same time, turning into a colorful cloud and sending the peach demon into the sky.

The next moment, her people were in the lake. Staring at the figure in white outside the dome, Tao Yao felt that her flower roots were trembling. The misty rain in the sky was clearly not misty rain, but the white clouds he had brewed. .

Lin Su's song ended.

The people in the city seemed to be slowly waking up from the wonderful music until this moment.

Lin Su stepped in between the two Dao Sect disciples at the entrance of the teahouse.

Go straight to the top.

On the top floor, dozens of literati were still stunned.

Zhou Huaisu, sitting in the middle, holds a folding fan in his hand, but the handle is already soaked with sweat...

Literary meeting!

He has participated many times!

The literary prodigy you meet is like a crucian carp crossing a river, but it has never felt like this before. Before you meet the other person face to face, you feel the impact of dimensionality reduction (there is no such saying in this world, but the principle is the same).

This Le Dao is definitely the pinnacle of Le Dao!

All the talented people in the world gather together and must admit that this is the pinnacle!

This is just a cultural gathering in the flower city. Do you want it to be so outrageous?

For a moment, Zhou Huaisu was a little confused.

Lin Su stepped onto the top floor and saw three poems.

The two shining golden paintings are the masterpieces of the two capable men around Zhou Huaisu...

And that colorful poem gleaming with colorful light and engraved in the void is Zhou Huaisu's own masterpiece: Misty Rain from the East Mountain Converging to the Tide of the River.

Mr. Li stood up and said, "Brother, today is a poetry meeting. Although Mr. Li's music is... not bad, the main purpose of this meeting is poetry..."

"That's right! What's your intention of disrupting the poetry meeting with music?" Another literati also stood up.

This is forced washing.

They are all literati, and they all know the brilliance of Lin Su's song.

No one can erase the aura of top literary talent from him, only by changing his direction.

Although the music is literary, today is a poetry meeting!

What we are talking about is poetry.

Lin Su smiled: "On poetry? That's fine! What's the title?"

Zhou Huaisu's heart skipped a beat, was he going to write a poem? That line, if the poem you write is not good, then you are an extra boost to help me clear my name.

"You might as well look behind you to know today's topic!"

Lin Su glanced at the three masterpieces and smiled: "Rain!"

"Exactly! It's misty and misty today, it's the perfect time to write about the rain!" Zhou Huaisu said: "Brother, you might as well write a poem. However, there is a time limit. One stick of incense! Get up!"

With a flick of his hand, a stick of incense ignited out of thin air, burning very quickly.

Lin Sudao: "In this building, the three brothers left three rains... Then I should also leave three rains!"

He raised his hand gently, and the mist and rain outside the building seemed to be absorbed by his palm.

The same void is used as paper, and the same rules of water are used as pen, write down...

"Poppy. Listening to the Rain"

"The young man is listening to Yuge upstairs,

The red candle dims the tent.

Back then, I listened to the rain in the boat,

The river is wide and the clouds are low,

The broken goose calls the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut,

My heart is already gray,

Joys and sorrows are always ruthless,

One term ago,

Bit by bit until dawn. "

There was a soft bang...

Above the sky, the peach blossoms that have not completely dissipated are withered.

The green light reappears, using the sky as a canvas to paint a wonderful scene...

A singing building, the prosperity has disappeared.

A lonely boat floats far away.

A monk's cottage is filled with mist and rain.

Little by little, time is ruthless...

"It's Tiandao Qingbo again!" someone shouted.

"Music moves the way of heaven, poetry moves the way of heaven, and they are all green waves of the way of heaven. Is this...is this possible?"

Opposite the teahouse, a great scholar, whose beard danced wildly in the wind, murmured: "A new poem, three rains, all of life. What kind of writing is this? What kind of talent is this?"

"Master!" A student opposite the great Confucian exclaimed: "He wrote three poems corresponding to the opponent's. He defeated the literary genius one by one, and he, a new poem, combined three rains, this... This is not on the same level at all, he, who is he? "

"On top of literature and art, Ci is a new card. There is probably only one person in the world who can excel in this field."

The young man's eyes widened suddenly.

Is it him?

OMG, that taboo character?

Zhou Huaisu's whole body stiffened. At this moment, he once again experienced what a dimensionality reduction attack was.

He desperately could only write poems in five colors. To reach seven colors requires the ultimate opportunity, and the other person, raising his hand, was the blue wave of heaven that he was unlikely to touch in his life.

"You...who are you?" Zhou Huaisu's thousands of thoughts turned into four words.

Lin Su smiled softly: "Shengzi Zhou doesn't know me, but I know Shengzi Zhou. More than a year ago, I slapped you. Does Zhou Shengzi have any impression?"

"Luo Wuxin!" Zhou Huaisu suddenly jumped up: "No! You are not Luo Wuxin, you are Lin Su! You are Lin Su, the source of chaos in this world!"

"It seems that Zhou Shengzi still needs to be dealt with!" Lin Su stepped forward and slapped him with his backhand!

Half of Zhou Su's face was swollen and he broke out of the window.

Lin Su waved his hand, and the fan spun out and landed under him: "Remember, don't wear hats on others casually in the future. This is very rude and deserves a beating!"

The wind blows and the mist and rain fly.

Lin Su stood on the top of the dome.

It also completely exposed his figure to the sight of the whole city.

Dressed in white, he looked as if he were a fairy.

The whole city was in a state of infatuation as they looked at this super literary man who had just raised his hand and wrote two words of "天道青波".

In a certain room, the pupils of an elder from the Dao Sect suddenly shrank, which was a precursor to his taking action.

However, a hand seemed to come out of nowhere and grasped his shoulder.

The elder turned to one side and saw the face of the top elder, the Nineteenth Elder. The Nineteenth Elder's face was extremely gloomy: "Don't be impulsive!"

"The Holy Son was..."

"Don't say that the Holy Son was slapped by him. Even if the Holy Son was killed by him on the spot, don't take action!" The Nineteenth Elder interrupted in a deep voice: "Wu, he left the temple! Together with him, we just killed Seventeen Elder!"

"What?" The elder's whole body tightened.

In the dome, on the third floor.

That "Sister Qing"...

Of course, this is just her self-proclaimed name. From an outsider's perspective, she is Sister Qing.

Sister Qing lay softly on the window sill, looking at Lin Su on the roof dreamily. It seemed as if all the bones in her body had been taken away.

"Miss, you..."

"I can't do it anymore! I'm finally in love..." Sister Qing murmured, as if her whole body was filled with ten kilograms of strong liquor at this moment.

"Ah?" The girl was so surprised.

"This is my lover, I must be with him! Whoever dares to stop him, I will kill his whole family!" Sister Qing's voice was very gentle and emotional, but her expression seemed completely inconsistent with her words.

Suddenly, a rainbow floated over the roof of the building.

As soon as the rainbow closed, Lin Su's figure completely disappeared.

There was only one peach blossom floating in the air, coming down from the roof and passing through the window on the third floor.

Sister Qing suddenly jumped up: "Senior Sister Momoyama Tao, C! Are you robbing someone?"

As she jumped, her chest also jumped very rippling...

The girl also stood up and wrinkled her nose: "Miss is right, this is Sister Momoyama Tao's qi, this is too much. Miss, you just announced that whoever stops you from having a relationship with him, you will kill his whole family, she What should I do if I jump out and snatch my potential lover away? Miss, Sister Tao is very powerful..."

"Strong? Is she as strong as me? Even if she is as strong as me, can her father be as strong as mine? In other matters, my sister Qing is very mediocre, but to steal my man, huh..."

A powerful aura emitted, and the entire flower city seemed to have entered winter in a second.

Linghu Lake cannot survive the storm.

On several surrounding hills, all the thousand-year-old monsters opened their eyes.

"Who made this aunt angry?"

"Who dares to mess with her? Besides, the situation is very wrong. She should not be angry today anyway. With such wonderful music and such beautiful words, she should just soften into a ball."

…

On Peach Blossom Peak, the ground is bright red.

The misty rain outside the peak seems to be another world.

The petals are fluttering down, and the flower demon is coming.

Lin Su looked at her, and she looked at him.

Almost at the same time, the two of them smiled, just like before.

"You are finally here." The flower demon's voice was very soft, like petals floating on the spring pond.

"Come on, give me a hug!"

The flower demon is as light as a dream, but the embrace between the two is still tender.

Time seemed to have stopped turning, and the world seemed to gently close its eyes at this moment.

"I didn't know until September of the year before last that you came to this world, much earlier than I expected." The flower demon said.

"Because time waits for no one, I dare not spend more time in that world." Lin Suyan.

The flower demon smiled softly: "Back in Haining, I was still a tree. I watched you gamble in the court, watched you gamble in the temple, and watched you fly into the flame again and again, although I also felt a little heartbroken. feeling, but I still choose to watch from the side.”

"You didn't! You actually helped me, and your help may be greater than the help in the entire world."

The flower demon was slightly startled: "Why didn't I know that I helped you so much? I just protected Haining once when the Black Bone Demon Clan was raging."

Lin Su smiled: "The human heart is a very strange thing. Sometimes it can hold the whole world, and sometimes it can only hold a few people in one household. At that time, the most important things in my life were all in Haining. Hou Mansion. If you protect them, you protect my entire world."

The flower demon said: "The past is very warm, but the future still needs to be faced. I know your ultimate mission, and I have prepared a mountain for you."

"A mountain?" Lin Su looked around.

Under his feet is a mountain.

There were probably thousands of people on the mountain, mostly demon lords and dozens of demon saints, but she was the only one with demon qing.

Yes, the flower demon is already a demon king.

What level is Yaoqing? It is equivalent to everything on the path of spiritual practice.

Several years have passed, and the flower demon has crossed the boundary of the holy level and stepped into the demon kingdom.

The flower demon said: "These people are all my loyal subordinates, and they can protect you with their lives in the future. However, I also know that in that catastrophe, these powers are only a drop in the bucket and may not have anything to do with the overall situation."

"No! My little baby!" Lin Su hugged her tightly: "A bud may be just a bit of beauty in the grass, but it can tell me that there is still spring in this world."

This sentence is not poetry, but it is better than poetry.

The flower demon was a little drunk: "Don't call me little baby. I'm thousands of years old and I'm embarrassed. You can call me Sister Tao."

"Sister Tao?"

"Well, you kept calling Sister Chen to Sister Chen back then, and it didn't really affect your moaning and chattering with her in bed. It shouldn't matter if you call me Sister Tao," Flower Demon explained.

Um?

Lin Su's eyes fell, and the flower demon chuckled under his eyes: "Want to eat something?"

"Eat a peach!" Lin Su moved his hand, and the flower demon seemed to understand what a peach was, and it looked quite similar.

Her body shook slightly, and a peach blossom rain fell on the top of the mountain.

Thick and dense, infinite scenery.

Under the Peach Blossom Peak, two figures came gracefully. They were the two people in the guest room just now: Sister Qing and the girl Hong'er.

Sister Qing in front suddenly stopped.

The girl said: "Miss, why did you stop? You have to hurry up, otherwise Sister Tao will really succeed."

The young lady was a little frustrated: "What a waste!! I've already succeeded, humming."

"Ah? How come it's so fast?" The girl's red hair exploded again.

Sister Qing was also a little confused.

Ordinarily it shouldn’t be.

Sister Tao is very reserved. She never messes around in the clan and devotes herself to practice. She is very much like a rich lady of the human clan. How could she be so fast?

Even if she really fell in love, he shouldn't. This person is a very typical human talent, with knowledge up to his neck. He shouldn't understand human etiquette, but should abide by human etiquette. How can he take a few breaths? Just like Peach Demon Heng Hengjiji?

This progress is too bizarre, there must be a monster if something goes wrong... (End of Chapter)