I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 11 Distress in the city
Kong Siqi said this to everyone at the banquet, with a bit of excitement and emotion in his voice, which immediately stunned all the guests.

A Jinshi is so grateful to a Tongsheng, even if the Tongsheng is from a family of culture, it is impossible to do this.

But soon they finally discovered the meaning of it, the poem Kong Siqi had already copied it with silk cloth.

"Gift to Kong Zongxiong and Shiyang County Schoolmates on July [-]th"

The Xingwen poem written by Song Mu was almost given to Kong Zong.

Xingwen poems can empower literary spirit, and will cleanse the literary spirit of literati, even if it is reborn, it is not an exaggeration.

And Kong Siqi did this, presumably because the Xingwen poems really had this effect, Kong Siqi held the tourmaline of the Kong Family context, and he must be very clear about the changes that have taken place.

That is to say, Song Mu really gave the descendants of the Kong family a great opportunity.

The guests in the audience also looked at the content of Xingwen's poem. When they heard the phrase, "Generation of talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years", everyone gasped.

There is no need to say such generous words, as long as Kong Zong's heart is not disturbed, then in the future, the Kong family will definitely see another Jinshi!
With such an opportunity, the Confucian family's culture may continue for another hundred years!
After sorting out what was in it, someone stood up and greeted them enthusiastically. The astonishment and surprise just now were swept away, and there were endless compliments, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became lively.

Song Mu also naturally became the new focus. It seemed that because of this incident, the Song family was finally valued again.

And Song Mu also saw his second uncle Song Liangda during the banquet. He was sitting at the table with the brothers of the Kong family, smiling and toasting, but from time to time he lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

My own nephew is really not a worthless person in the world, but just Baoyu who has been dusted for many years, and today he is a blockbuster.

At the table where Song Mu was sitting at that time, Song Mu had just clinked glasses with his mentor Jin Changwu, the magistrate of Shiyang County, and one of them had already toasted to congratulate him.

"Mr. Song, my son Pan Wenhao is also good friends with you. Today I also call you a good nephew with a shy face. Uncle Pan, I respect you and Shiyang literati with this glass of wine."

The person who came was County Captain Pan Shun. At this moment, his thin face was full of smiles, and his gestures showed a sense of kindness. Song Mu also looked respectful with a smile. He bowed to toast and called Uncle Pan repeatedly.

Seeing Song Mu responding like this, Pan Shun was also a little surprised. He said a few more good things in front of everyone, and asked Song Mu to take more care of Pan Wenhao in the county school, but he didn't say anything.

Most of the time, Song Mu was dragged by Kong Zong to have a conversation, and he said that he would go together with him in the college examination soon.

Song Mu naturally agreed, the whole family banquet was a little rushed by the scene of pushing cups and changing glasses, when it was almost time, the guests gradually dispersed, Kong Siqi and others were also drunk, Song Mu turned to Kong Zong and the old lady of the Kong family resigned, and helped their second uncle Song Liangda, who was also drunk, into the carriage arranged by the Kong family and rushed home.

"Brother Mu, Second Uncle hasn't been so elated in many years, and today... the prefect of Kong also came to toast me."

"Mu Ge'er, you are doing well, study hard, the Song family's lintel... all depends on you." Song Liangda murmured over and over again in the carriage full of alcohol, and at this moment his voice unexpectedly A bit hoarse, as if about to cry.

Song Mu agreed gently, and could only urge the carriage to go home quickly, but suddenly the driver stopped the carriage.

Song Mu felt something was wrong and poked his head out, the coachman also said in surprise at this time.

"Mr. Song, there is someone blocking the road ahead. He must be drunk. I'll go down and move."

The driver got out of the car familiarly and went forward to chase those people who were lying on the ground like drunks. Song Mu also opened the curtain and looked over. Quite a few, looking at the person lying on the ground not far away, my heart was moved.

It was a wave that suddenly emanated from the ancient book in his mind, and the pages were slowly opened, and the pages were flying, but the final page was never revealed.

Ancient books have never been in such a situation today, they are usually lying quietly in their minds, except when writing poems, they will only be opened, and they have never seen such a scene.

Song Mu was suspicious, but felt that something was wrong, and at this time the coachman had already arrived beside the drunks lying in the middle of the road.

"Brothers, please make way, the carriage is about to pass."

As the coachman said so, he stretched out his hand to pull one of them who was lying prone, but just as he stretched out his hand to pull that person, the coachman suddenly threw his hands and jumped away, screaming.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The coachman's exclamation spread far away, and Song Mu, who had already felt that something was wrong, quickly leaned out of the carriage and shouted to the front.

"Uncle, what happened..."

But before the words fell, even Song Mu who was speaking outside couldn't help shivering.

A few points of scarlet came into the eyes, it was a frightening light, coming from the few people lying on the ground.

It was the scarlet light emanating from the pupils of their eyes, which was extremely bright and terrifying in the dark night.

But after Song Mu's voice fell, the red light swayed in the darkness, and those people got up and looked at Song Mu in unison.

The next moment, an indescribable roar came from the mouth of one of them.

The sound was like a cold wind tearing a rag, like a boar rolling down a cliff and howling, like a person holding a feather duster and slapping his ear hard.

The coachman had already climbed into the carriage, screaming his hands and feet, Song Mu's body was covered with goosebumps, but he quickly stretched out his hand to pull the coachman into the carriage, and shouted immediately.

"Uncle, let's go!"

The old uncle was still in shock, and those few people who looked like people and ghosts were already heading towards the carriage.

Song Mu hurriedly urged, the horse was also restless, the coachman steered the horse to turn with trembling hands, but the road was narrow and the carriage moved extremely slowly, seeing the monsters were about to charge up.

Song Mu gritted his teeth and glanced at the second uncle lying in the car, and then at the driver who had completely panicked, his eyes turned hard.

It is impossible to get off the carriage and run, so we can only come to head-to-head.

Song Mu looked at the monsters who had rushed to the carriage, grabbed the reins from the driver, and slammed them on the horse's buttocks.

The horse was in pain, and immediately exclaimed, and then stepped forward and rushed towards the monsters.

The wheels of the carriage rattled, making a loud noise in the quiet street at night. Song Mu drove the carriage forward fiercely, and the monsters had already arrived in front of the carriage.

The rumbling horseshoe suddenly knocked down one of the strange men, and then the wheels swayed and crushed another man. The second uncle in the carriage vomited violently, and Song Mu threw the coachman who had already lost his soul into it.

Song Mucai doesn't care what is in front of him, there are monsters and demons in this world, there are many strange things that he has never seen before, but he came here to live.

Nothing is more terrifying than death.

Song Mu gritted his teeth and frantically urged the carriage to run on the street. In the blink of an eye, he ran tens of meters away. The lights in the surrounding houses gradually turned on. At the same time, the eerie hissing sound sounded again.

The voice was already some distance away from him. Just as Song Mu wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a roar from the roof of the carriage, and Song Mu met the scarlet eyes of the monster almost immediately.

It was a face full of scars. At this moment, it was grinning, showing a full mouth of yellow teeth, and a few long fangs grew out of them. The face was only three-thirds like a human!
"what!"

When Song Mu found him, that guy had already pounced on him. Song Mu was pulled down by him, and quickly rolled off the carriage. His body rubbed violently against the loess street. Fiery pain came from his back, and the monster had already choked Song Mu's neck.

Song Mu kicked hard, but the monster didn't seem to know the pain, and opened its mouth with a scream and was about to bite.

But at this moment, the Tong Shengwen bit on Song Mu's body suddenly lit up with a ray of light, and a wave of air came out of thin air, pushing the opponent away, and then fell heavily on the ground.

At the same time, there was a sudden shout of anger in the city, and a figure soared into the sky from the county school.

"Hey! Where did the villain come from to commit murder!"

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(End of this chapter)