Wild boar

Chapter 117
Fengya Academy.

A place hidden in a secluded room in the garden.

A handsome young man with a stone ring on his hand was writing on the rice paper one stroke at a time...

Ask what love is in the world, and it's called life and death.

After tasting it for a long time.

The young man in white took off the stone ring in his hand.

Her Adam's apple disappeared, her breasts lifted, her hair turned fiery red, and her skin became snow-white.

She is the female Shura Honghuo hiding in the human city.

She picked up a huqin and played it gently
She opened her full, red lips and sang softly along with the music in her daughter's voice: "Asking what love is in the world can make you agree between life and death."

unfortunately
It's a pity that this is the only sentence.

But this sentence is endlessly memorable, and it is enough to open the heart of any daughter's family.

Xu Haichuan, the No. [-] scholar in literature, did indeed pass the second half.

True love is not an ordinary thing, only the human heart can recognize it.

That adds up to:
Ask what love is in the world, and it's called life and death.

True love is not an ordinary thing, only the human heart can recognize it.

But Honghuo always felt unworthy.

This lower half of poetry is far from worthy of the upper half. It is not at the same level of poetry at all, and dragging the second half up will only destroy the charm of the first half.

Then Hong Huo wrote two neatly contrasting poems on the rice paper in the quiet room.

The names of the poems are all about unfeeling.

The first song: Heartless.

The ruthless young man prefers poetry and looks for new words in Fengyue Kiln.

A passionate woman is full of sorrow, but a man in her heart is hard-hearted.

The second song: Heartless.

The ruthless young man prefers poetry and looks for new words in Fengyue Kiln.

How could one be so ruthless as to know how painful it is to be sentimental? The intestines turn into thousands of threads.

The first song "Jieqing" was composed by Zhukov and Xu Haichuan, one of whom wrote the upper part and the other the lower part.

The second heartless poem was written by Zhukov alone. Comparing the two poems, there is no doubt that the second poem is far superior.

Honghuo hung the second Jueqing song on the wall and whispered: "Young Master Jueqing prefers poetry, and he looks for new words in Fengyue Kiln. How can you be ruthless to know how much love is bitter? His intestines turn into thousands of threads."

Honghuo's taste in every word was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the poem.

It was really unbelievable that in the previous life of the wild boar, he was a more talented young man than Xu Haichuan.

He is a member of the Shura tribe and has a long and long life. Xu Haichuan is just a mortal who cannot be with him after all. On the contrary, the wild boar is not only capable of evil spirits, but can even make him truly pregnant.

Perhaps this is the arrangement of God Shura.

Thinking of this, a faint blush appeared on Hong Huo's snow-white face.

Do not!
You can never get pregnant on your own.

The Shura clan is the lonely ghosts that have invaded this world. In this world, the Shura clan should be truly cut off in their own generation. They must not allow their children to appear in this world and live like lonely ghosts.

suddenly.

Hong Huo's expression changed. She raised her hand and put on the witchcraft stone ring. Her fiery red hair instantly turned into black hair, her Adam's apple grew out, and her chest collapsed.

The graceful Shura girl Hong Huo disappeared, and the elegant Mr. Lu stood with his hands behind his back.

A maid entered Youshi and said with a happy face: "Master Lu, we have a great event!"

"Shuying, what's the happy news?" Lu Jun asked.

"Miss Lihua, she has her hair straightened." Guan Shuying said with a happy face.

Combing together - A brothel girl calls her hair together when she receives a client for the first time. Combing her hair together and tying a knot on the top of her head means the end of girlhood.

Under Lu Jun's rule, Fengya Academy followed the principle of voluntariness. If Ruan Lihua didn't sincerely like that person, she would never have agreed to comb her.

"Who is that person?" Lu Jun asked.

"It's Zhukov. Miss Lihua collected his heartless poem and hung it in her boudoir. Now Mr. Zhu has gone to the boudoir to teach folk music." Guan Shuying said. "Yeah?"

Lu Jun actually felt a little disappointed.

This is actually the feeling of a woman being jealous.

Forget it, I didn’t have that plan anyway.

"Shuying, prepare a gift to congratulate them both." Lu Jun said very generously.

"Okay, Mr. Lu." Guan Shuying agreed.

Day two.

"Mr. Lu, I'm so happy. Miss Ke'er has decided to overturn the account."

Re-accounting refers to a woman receiving new customers after combing her hair.

"Replying the account? Didn't Ke'er say that she only serves Mr. Xu Haichuan? How could she overturn the account? Whose poem did she accept?"

"This is Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu's new work "The Wine Will Come in". Don't you see that the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk and the dusk turns to snow."

Day three.

"Mr. Lu, I'm so happy. Miss Han Xiaoxue has also settled the account."

"who is it?"

"It's Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu's new work "Traveling is Difficult" There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will hang directly on the sea to help the sea."

Fourth day.

Miss Mengjun answered the bill.

Those who abandon me will not be able to keep yesterday's day; those who mess up my mind will have many worries today.
fifth day.

Miss Guan Shuying combs her hair...

Zhukov's new poem "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks...

……

Two months passed by in a flash.

The night in Jun'an City is full of stars.

A wild boar escaped from Fengya Academy in despair.

Suddenly a white figure fell from the sky, it was the mysterious Lu Jun who was wearing white clothes.

"Brother Zhu, are you leaving now?"

"Hehe...Brother Lu, you also know that I am a pig demon. I have lost all my human skin. Do you want to stay here to scare people?" the wild boar said in a human voice.

"Brother Zhu, if you leave without saying goodbye, the girls in the academy will be heartbroken." Lu Jun said.

"Every time we get together, we must finally say goodbye... Go back and tell them, just say that if our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night." A wild boar weighing more than 800 kilograms shook his head and recited an emotional poem.

"Hey...Brother Zhu, if you can transform into a human form, why do you have to lie down in front of me and stand up to say no to me?" Lu Jun complained.

"Brother Lu, don't blame me. The mana in the human skin is exhausted and I can't stand up." Zhu Zishan didn't want to expose his trump card, so he pretended to be stupid and said.

"Brother Zhu, you don't need to hide it from me. Although that human skin is magical, it has many flaws. For example, you can't use magic power and you can't have sex with women. So how did you do it in the past two months? Are you having fun with those women while wearing human skin?"

"Actually, the answer is very simple, because you can transform into a human form. If you cut off the skin below, you can reveal your true self. In this way, you can wear human skin and have sex with those women, and those women are not Without careful inspection, you will naturally get through." Lu Jun analyzed calmly.

Being exposed like this, Zhu Zishan also looked horrified.

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to hide it anymore.

A terrifying pig-headed man with a height of two meters stood up next to Lu Jun.

Lu Jun is a member of the Shura tribe, and men of the Shura tribe regard terror and distortion as beauty. Therefore, in Lu Jun's opinion, Zhu Zishan is not ugly, it can only be said to be another kind of beauty.

Of course, Zhu Zishan is different from the men of the Shura tribe. After all, he has no clothes.

Lu Jun's eyes glanced down unconsciously.

Whoosh!
A bright red stick of flesh shot out and almost missed Lu Jun's face.

"This!" Lu Jun took a step back in horror.

"Uh... I'm sorry, my little brother is always so naughty." Zhu Zishan put the emerging pangolin back into the pouch with a sneer on his face.

(End of this chapter)