Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 289

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen coming in from outside, people inside had mixed reactions.

Huyan Aobo was stunned because he had never seen Huo Yuanzhen.

The faces of the four young talents in the south of the Yangtze River, except for the talented man Tang, all changed their faces. Didn't this monk meet at West Lake yesterday?

For this monk, the three of them instinctively had a little bit of fear. This person is indeed a master of poetry, and I am afraid that the level of couplet is not low.

If you don't recite the scriptures and worship Buddha well, this monk is running around everywhere. He wants bad things, bad things.

The Murong Family's face is not very good-looking, because of Murong Qiuyu's relationship, they have no good feelings for Huo Yuanzhen, but since he is here to see the couplet, let him have a look.

As for Murong Qiuyu, she covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. This monk always appeared at the most critical moment, making her heart chaotic.

Huo Yuanzhen glanced at Murong Qiuyu, and the two looked at each other, Huo Yuanzhen slightly nodded him, with a hint of love and pity in his eyes.

A glimpse of the meeting of eyes made Murong Qiuyu feel a warmth in his heart, and he also calmed down invisibly. With him there, there must be no problem.

Looking around and seeing everyone's expressions one after another, Huo Yuanzhen said, "This poor monk went out for a walk early in the morning, didn't expect you to come so early."

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Looking at Zhu Caizi, one of the four little geniuses, Huo Yuanzhen added: "This poor monk said yesterday that he will meet again if fated with several donors, this poor monk is right. ."

Zhu Caizi had a fat face and was blue and white, but he still said: "Monk, you don't have to show off here. If the couplets today don't match, the Murong Family brand will be selected."

"Is there a time limit?"

Wen Caizi next to him said: "There is a time limit, within three sticks of incense, you must face it, and now two sticks of incense have been burned, Oh, the third stick of incense is also more than half burned."

Huo Yuanzhen looked in the middle of the hall, and there was indeed an incense burner, with two sticks of incense burnt in it, and one stick in the middle of the hall. Burn, there is not much left.

Fortunately, he came back in time. Huo Yuanzhen looked at Murong Qiuyu and said, "Miss Murong, can you polish ink for this poor monk?"

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Murong Qiuyu ordered nodded, then walked up obediently, rolled up her sleeves, revealed her snow-white wrists, and picked up the pen and ink that had been prepared on the table.

This ink was prepared by the Murong Family to write couplets, but it was never used because it didn't match.

Seeing Murong Qiuyu grinding ink for Huo Yuanzhen, Huyan Aobo and the four young talents next to him all showed jealous eyes, thinking how could this high-hearted Murong Qiuyu be so obedient, this monk Really lucky.

Huo Yuanzhen slowly came to the front of the four hanging couplets, and looked at the first couplet first.

This first couplet was written by Caizi Xu, which reads: "The boy hits the tungzi, the tungzi falls, and the boy is happy."

Huo Yuanzhen thought for a while, With a case in mind, he turned to look at Murong Qiuyu.

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen, Murong Qiuyu showed a sweet smile, like a hundred flowers blooming. The people around her were full of fiery hearts. She thought that if this smile bloomed for herself, it would really be less of a life. Year is also willing.

Huo Yuanzhen scratched his head a little, what are you laughing at with me? I mean, have you polished your ink?

He walked to Murong Qiuyu helplessly: "Miss Murong, how's it going?"

"It's almost there."

Murong Qiuyu handed the brush to him Huo Yuanzhen, then pushed the inkstone back, took out the rice paper that had already been prepared and spread it, waiting for Huo Yuanzhen to oppose it.

Huo Yuanzhen rolled up his sleeves, held a pen in one hand, and wrote down a couplet in shua~ shua~ shua~ on the rice paper, and handed it to Murong Qiuyu: "Please, Miss Murong, hang it up. Go up."

Murong Qiuyu glanced at it, smiled nodded immediately, then came to the front of the couplet, climbed up on the stool, and hung the couplet on it.

That Xu Caizi saw that the monk was facing up, and hurriedly came here to watch it carefully.

Not only did he watch it, but the people behind also stood on tiptoe to watch, and some even read it out.

"The first couplet is: The boy hits the tungzi, the tungzi falls, and the boy is happy. The second couplet is: The monk goes to the river, the river flows, and the monk travels."

When someone reads it out, the next Immediately someone applauded.

"Wow! This Master is really extraordinary, the confrontation is fair, and the writing is good."

"Yes, and he himself is a monk, this couplet can be said to be seamless. Ah."

"Master, is this your inspiration when you were taking a shower?"

The people below, especially those from the Murong Family, were all beaming and cheering for Huo Yuanzhen applauded.

Xu Caizi's face was a little ugly, and he couldn't help saying: "Monk, can you swim? Be careful not to drown."

"Amitabha, if donor Xu is willing to pretend to be a boy Going to fight Tongzi, then this poor monk can go up the river.”

The people below immediately have a big laughter, thinking that this monk is really quick-witted, not only matching the couplet, but also Sharply countered Xu Caizi's difficult words, which is really wonderful.

Seeing Xu Caizi retreating in embarrassment, Huo Yuanzhen came to the front of the second couplet again.

At a glance, Huo Yuanzhen burst into laughter, this literati is jealous of himself, and the couplet he wrote is actually related to monks, no wonder it's not right.

Second couplet, the first couplet is: "The monk punts the boat, and the pole hits Arhat in the heart of the river." The difficulty is that it is about shadows.

If a monk punts a boat, the bamboo pole will naturally hit the reflection of the monk in Jiangzhong. It can be seen that this scholar is also jealous of what happened yesterday. .

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen standing in front of the couplet and looking at it for a long time, the literati immediately raised his arrogance, came to Huo Yuanzhen staggeringly, and said taunted: "Monk, don't you know how to swim? Why, Let's go punting and see how you can swim this time? Haha!"

"This couplet is really difficult, this poor monk never came up with it."

Huo Yuanzhen Shaking his head, doing meditation.

"This is natural. You were lucky enough to meet Brother Xu's couplet. When you get to Wen, you will never pass the test!"

The people next to Huo Yuanzhen squeezed nervously. Pahan, if you can't match the two couplets, the Murong Family will still be delisted.

Murong Qiuyu was also a little nervous, but she still looked towards Huo Yuanzhen with encouraging eyes. She firmly believed that Huo Yuanzhen would succeed. This guy is so talented, but he made fun of himself at the beginning. , how can you lose here.

Huo Yuanzhen walked slowly to Murong Qiuyu's side, and shook his head in embarrassment: "Miss Murong, this couplet is difficult, give this poor monk some inspiration."

Murong Qiuyu rubbed her still red and swollen eyes, and whispered, "What inspiration can I give you, I can only give you grinding ink."

"It is also possible to grind ink, this poor monk thinks I think."

Huo Yuanzhen deliberately thought about it for a while, then suddenly turned around and said to Wen Caizi: "Yes, thanks to Miss Murong's reminder, this poor monk was lucky enough to think of a second link."

Wen Caizi complexion changed: "Just say whatever comes to your mind, don't be shamelessly shameless, just deceive yourself."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled, then looked back towards Murong Qiuyu, who bowed his head and brushed ink, look With her shadow appearing in the ink, she said to her: "Miss Murong, how about you write it for me?"

Murong Qiuyu nodded: "Tell me."

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Huo Yuanzhen opened the mouth and said: "The beautiful woman writes the pen, and the inkstone shows the Moli Guanyin."

Murong Qiuyu paused, glanced at Huo Yuanzhen surreptitiously, and then blushes to the next couplet Write it out and hang it next to the second couplet.

When everyone saw this, they all applauded. Even the members of the Murong Family stood up at this time, and Murong Qi praised them repeatedly: "Master, this couplet is really wonderful, Arhat to Guanyin, the shadow To the shadow, it's a good sentence of the ages, a good sentence of the ages!"

Murong Qiuyu's big brothers were even more excited, because the two sides agreed that as long as the Murong Family matched the two couplets, this time would be counted The Huyan Family side lost.

Now that Huo Yuanzhen is facing two pairs, the Murong Family will no longer be delisted, so how can they not be excited.

Murong Qiuyu's big brothers all ran to Huo Yuanzhen's side, patted flattery non-stop, and his big brother was even more excited to send Huo Yuanzhen's shoulder to encourage him.

Huo Yuanzhen said coldly to several people: "Amitabha, several donors, this inspiration was brought to this poor monk by Miss Murong. You should thank Miss Murong as well."

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Several people were suddenly embarrassed, and it was okay to ask them to thank Murong Qiuyu, but it was really hard to open their mouths to ask them to thank Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu didn't lift her head, and continued to grind the ink: "No need, the little girl can't accept the gratitude of the brothers, the brothers should not make noise here."

His brothers also bowed their heads and turned around, refusing to talk to Murong Qiuyu, and returned to their seats.

Huo Yuanzhen turned back and said to Huyan Aobo: "Master Huyan Young, I don't know if you need this poor monk for your next couplet, right?"

Not waiting for Huyan Aobo to answer , Zhu Caizi stood up at once: "Monk, yesterday we didn't decide whether to win or lose. Today you don't want to retreat. I wish someone's couplet, you haven't met yet!"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled slightly: "In this case, this poor monk will look at the couplet of the donor, but since the agreement between the two families has been completed, what if this poor monk matches the couplet of the donor?"

"Yes Go... What do you think it's right?"

Huo Yuanzhen rolled his eyes, "If this poor monk is right, please ask the donor to paint a picture on the spot, It's a bet."

"This is fine, I wish someone poetry and poetry, painting and scenery, it is a must."

Seeing Zhu Caizi's arrogant appearance, Huo Yuanzhen said again Said: "But when the time comes what to draw, it is up to this poor monk to decide."

Zhu Caizi hesitated for a while: "I don't draw too much, if you let me draw brotherl, I will I still don't know which way the door of brother is going."

Looking at the shameless fatty in front of him, Huo Yuanzhen said, "Of course you don't draw brother, just draw a picture of a chicken eating rice." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)