I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 42 Fame
Out of the Yanbo Building.

Yan Xiaowu slowed down.

Jiang Zhou rubbed his back, grinned, revealing two rows of iconic white teeth, and said excitedly: "Brother, you are really the mouth of a silkworm baby, and you export it into poetry (silk)!"

"..."

As soon as he left the restaurant, Jiang Zhou's eyes were blurred and drunk, and he suddenly regained some clarity.

"I'm Shiren Yahui. I think you're the only one who made poetry. Why didn't I find you talking so much before?"

"Ding……"

"when……"

"Tuk Tuk..."

Just as he was speaking, a chiming bell suddenly sounded far away.

The clear chime sounded, the loud bell tolled, accompanied by a sound of Buddha sound and Sanskrit chanting.

"Nanwu, Nanwu, Dafan is boundless..."

"Vajra Samadhi, liberation from the six realms..."

"Nanwu Nanwu..."

"Om mani padme hum..."

Jiang Zhou looked up and followed the sound, his eyes widened immediately.

In a golden auspicious auspicious haze, a group of monks in white lined up in two rows, walking slowly from the other side of the street.

Everyone is holding a buddha.

Aquarius, Treasure Cover, Pisces, Lotus, Right-handed Spiral, Auspicious Knot, Zunsheng Tower, Wheel.

Jade chime, silver bell, iron hafnium, golden bell, bronze drum, wooden fish.

Wherever he passed, the golden lotus was imaginary, the ceiling was scattered, the Sanskrit sound curled, and the golden light burst.

The people of Wu County retreated to the side of the road one after another and paid their respects.

If you can bathe in golden light and touch the smallpox on your body, you will be very excited.

This battle made Jiang Zhou almost suspect that he saw the Buddha travel.

"It's the monk of Dafan Temple!"

Yan Xiaowu exclaimed.

Then move in the opposite direction of the monk, turn around and run.

Jiang Zhou was swaying all over, but now he was so upset that he wanted to vomit, and he couldn't help but say, "What are you running for?"

Yan Xiaowu kept walking: "I don't want to meet these bald donkeys, haven't you heard of it? When you see a nun, you will lose every bet, and when you see a monk, everything goes bad! Bad luck!"

"..."

Jiang Zhou knew there must be something wrong with him, but he was very uncomfortable right now and didn't bother to ask.

……

As night fell, the hustle and bustle of Wu Jun gradually became calm on the surface.

At the time when the child will pass, the old and the new will meet.

A clear whistle suddenly broke the calm that had just arrived.

The whistling sound was like the roar of a dragon, and the sound shook hundreds of thousands of miles, straight into the sky.

A beam of Huaguang rose into the sky from the southeast of Wu County.

The thick cloud layer opened up, revealing the bright galaxy.

On a mountain in the southeast, the splendor of light is permeating, dense and dense, like clouds and fog, covering thousands of miles around.

There is a little bit of light flickering, competing with the bright galaxy in the sky, and it has fallen into the wind.

Many people in Wu County were awakened by this clear whistle in their sleep.

Having just experienced the calamity of the Goddess of Yanshan Mountain, the people of Wu County are still lingering, and they have a sense of turmoil.

It's just that they could hear bursts of chanting sounds coming into their ears since the glory of the sky.

It seems that there are ancient sages reciting immortal chapters in their ears.

They couldn't understand a word, not even a word.

But the sound of reading books made them feel at peace and without fear.

At this moment, a mighty "big river" appeared above the vast sky.

It was the gathering of countless indescribable bright lights.

Brighter than the stars in the sky.

The light of this great river is enough to shine through the ages!

"The Great River!"

"Great Confucianism!"

"Who broke through the life?!"

Not only in Wu County, but in countless places in Nanzhou, some people exclaimed.

"Hahaha……"

Most of the ordinary people in Wu County didn't even know what was going on.

They were just hearing that there seemed to be bursts of laughter from the southeast, and the various visions in the sky slowly disappeared.

There, it seems that Bailu Academy is located.

Soon the night sky was clear again, as if nothing had happened.

……

The top of Shifeng in Sujingsi.

Li Xuance and Xie Buyuan stood side by side, overlooking the direction of Bailu Academy in the southeast.

Xie Buyuan shook his head and sighed: "Half a Taoist theory has become a third-grade Confucian scholar, tsk tsk..."

Li Xuance was holding a letter on which was written half of the Taoism that Jiang Zhou wrote in Fengbo Tower today.

"It's hair is like an opportunity... Its stay is like a cursed alliance... Its killing is like Qiu Dong... The heart of near death, don't make Fu Yang also... It is based on nothingness..."

After Li Xuance recited word by word, he rolled it up neatly and put it in his arms before he said, "What a spicy Taoism, it is really enlightening."

He turned around and sat down at the stone table.

Xie Buyuan also sat down and said with a smile: "Today, his writing is better than Bailu, his poetry is better than Xu Zi, and he has shown his Confucian attainments. This half of Taoism is full of Taoism. Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism have been Second, it seems that what he said is not false, you Su Jingsi really picked up the treasure."

He patted the stone table and said, "In order to help you find out about this, I forced Xiao Wu to test his brother, but I offended this kid hard. He still hates me now, and you owe me a favor. "

Li Xuance was noncommittal: "Beheading Hong Ni, flooding Wu County, and such a catastrophe, if not... How could he stay out of the matter and save his life? Wouldn't it be just and righteous for you to be so kind to him and ask him to repay one or two?"

"Furthermore, since then, he has a third-rank great Confucian as his backing, and this general would not dare to provoke it easily. If you want favors, go find him and go."

Xie Buyuan was very happy: "Hey? You are a cold-hearted thing, cross the river and demolish the bridge, right?"

……

The night passed, and the people who made waves were waking up from their sleep.

Jiang Zhou opened his eyes and saw a round face like a big cake less than two inches away from him, with two small eyes that were wide open.

Almost scared him into a punch.

"You're awake." Yan Xiaowu said, looking back and forth on his face.

"..."

Jiang Zhou's mouth twitched slightly: "What are you doing?"

Yan Xiaowu put his face close, and looked at him with the expression of a rare animal.

"Brother, you're a heifer this time on a boat—it's so awesome."

Jiang Zhou: "..."

What strange talent did this guy suddenly awaken?
Yan Xiaowu was still excited: "You don't know!"

"Right now, there are rumors about yesterday's events. The demon Wei Yanbo Lou speaks against the students of Bailu, and the poetry and prose shocks the great Confucians!"

"The group of sour scholars in Bailu Academy are shameless!"

"Oh, you can be considered famous."

"You don't know, how many literati and celebrities have come to Wu Jun, just to find you, the demon patrolling who is writing down Bailu!"

Yan Xiaowu danced with excitement.

Jiang Zhou only felt a splitting headache.

The stamina of the Yanbo Tower was too great.

What troubled him even more was Yan Xiaowu's words.

After a while, he remembered what happened yesterday.

"Why are you looking for me? Those things are not made by me, but by my senior brother."

Yan Xiaowu laughed and said: "You got it, your senior brother? Why haven't I heard of your senior brother? Come on, it's okay to talk to people outside, it's not necessary for me."

"It's really my senior brother, his name is Li Bai..."

"Alright, alright, it's your senior brother, his name is Li Bai!"

Yan Xiaowu waved his hand perfunctorily, and said excitedly: "Do you know that now there are more people looking for words and poems from outside. Oh, more of them are looking for you to fight poems and poems. Yes, probably wanting to use you as a stepping stone."

　This episode has come to an end, and I didn't expect that writing this episode would be so controversial at first. Maybe I didn't think about it well.I think about it, the protagonist has nothing now. Although he has a golden finger, he is not the kind of thing that can be invincible at once, and his strength is not something that can be achieved overnight. The only thing that can be used is a fool's mouth.He wants to develop peacefully for a period of time, and I don't know how to make it up except relying on external forces.The protagonist is helpless, and this external force can only rely on a mouth to flicker over out of thin air, so there is this episode.This episode is a turning point for the protagonist to temporarily turn the corner.Seeing this, you should be able to roughly see an outline. This world is not a "single-cell" world where so-called immortals can stand above and dominate everything. Although there are strong practitioners, it is "people" who dominate the world. ".The Immortal Sect is very powerful, and the Confucian Sect is not afraid. You can't just put such a ready-made help in order to make a face, right?It's true that the plot is old-fashioned, but I think there are only so many routines. It depends on whether the writing is good or not. It can only be said that I overestimate myself.If I really don't like this kind of plot, I'll try to touch it as little as possible in the future.Again, writing a book can’t please everyone, I can only do my best to satisfy most people.As for those who really can't stand it, you don't have to tell me, everyone will get together and leave, and see you in the rivers and lakes.Not to mention threatening me to give up the book, it has been a while since I wrote the book, I have seen it too much, and I am numb... In the end, although I am very frustrated, I still have to carry out a daily routine, ask for a collection, ask for a monthly pass, ask for everything~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)