Yuanshen: I am a poet and sword fairy, and I have no desire to block the sword at the beginning

"Guide? What's the point of guiding?" Su Muzhe said, picking up a book, on the cover was "Liyue Gossip".

But when Su Muzhe flipped through it, he was dumbfounded. This shit is obviously blank?No wonder they didn't find out that the wordless book was sold and had to be complained the next day.

"If you didn't guess wrong, this should be blank, right?" Su Muzhe looked at Hu Tao, who was making faces at this time.

"Then you underestimate me, DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG method!" Hu Tao was slightly satisfied, with an expression of "you guessed wrong".

"Don't you often write some limericks? Wouldn't it be good to put them all in?"

"But in that case, I feel that there is no sense of ritual, and it feels a little perfunctory." Hu Tao expressed his doubts.

"But the poems you wrote are already very perfunctory..."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, I mean, in fact, there is no need to care about those. The collection of poems is definitely not written all at once. They are all written when inspiration arises, and then summed up."

Su Muzhe explained.

Hu Tao nodded thoughtfully.

"Improvisation is more important, come on." Su Muzhe said, stood up, grabbed Hu Tao's hand and walked to the window. "Just watch the passers-by outside and write a poem impromptu."

"I'll try." Hu Tao looked at the newcomers coming and going, thought for a full three seconds, and then had a flash of inspiration.

"Yes! Listen." Hu Tao lowered her voice, "One, two, three or four, five, six, seven or eight, nine, one, and eleven. They can't be seen in the night!"

"Good poem!!! Great poem!!!" Su Muzhe had to admire Hu Tao's impromptu ability, "In my opinion, Hu Tao, you can make such a poem, you really have... the capital of an emperor!"

"Hey hey... I'm a little shy when you boast like that..." Hu Tao blushed and scratched her head when she heard Su Muzhe praise herself like this.

"So you just need to maintain this feeling, integrate what you see and hear in life into poetry, and then accumulate it slowly!"

Hu Tao suddenly realized, "Understood!! Thank you, Su Muzhe!!"

"It's okay. Hey, take it easy..."

Hu Tao grabbed Su Muzhe's neck, and wanted to hug him hard, but the center of Hu Tao went down too much, causing Su Muzhe's center to become unstable.

Fortunately, Su Muzhe was strong enough, but he was afraid that Hu Tao would fall, so he quickly reached out and hugged Hu Tao.

"Su...Su Muzhe, we are like this..."

"If my feeling is right..." Su Muzhe didn't care what Hutao said, but looked towards the door. Sure enough, as he thought, there were shocked people standing at the door.

Su Muzhe slowly put down Hu Tao, "Hu Tao, hand."

"Huh? Oh!!" Only then did Hu Tao realize that her hands were still around Su Muzhe's neck, and any more force would stretch his neck.

"I knew that every time something like this happened, people would definitely see it... Is this some kind of curse? Could it be that I'm in Two-dimensional!?" Su Mu frowned into a "eight" shape.

"Oh... everyone smells so good, hahaha... hahaha... have you eaten yet?" Hu Tao looked at the people at the door and smiled awkwardly, then lightly kicked Su Muzhe . "Please speak..."

"Well... I said that I was actually discussing poetry and poetry with Hu Tao, do you believe me?"

The people at the door looked at each other after hearing Su Muzhe's words, then shook their heads, "I don't believe it!"

But at this time, Xinhai stood up and said, "I believe it!"

Su Muzhe was so moved when he heard these two words, his eyes were moist, "He still understands me."

"Su Muzhe often does this, using poetry to pick up girls!!"

Appeared, the Zhenggong finger of Xinhai! !

"Yeah!!" Linghua nodded in affirmation.

Su Mu covered his head and almost scratched his head, "What do you mean often? Obviously only a few times."

"Look! Look! He admitted it!! Linghua, Xinhai, you should use a heavy punch to deal with a big carrot like Su Muzhe!!"

Seeing this, Paimon immediately set fire to the side.

But Ying held Paimeng back, after all, it was more dangerous to get involved in such a thing.

"How dare you Paimon?"

"But..."

"Go away, go away."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ying pulled Paimon and ran away.

In the room, the remaining four faces looked at each other.

"Why don't you sit down first?"

"No/four people?/Where to sit?"

"Did you answer a question?" Su Muzhe shook his head and sat down again, "I was indeed discussing with Hu Tao how to write poetry just now."

"And before that?" Linghua glanced at Su Muzhe.

"Take apart the gift you gave me. If you don't believe me, I'll take it out..." Su Muzhe gestured to take it out.

Ling Hua suddenly looked like a frightened rabbit, jumped up and grabbed Su Muzhe, and then ran to Hu Tao, "I'm sorry, Miss Hu Tao, you should go back today!!"

After finishing speaking, Linghua pushed Hu Tao out of the door.

"Ah? Well, I got an inspiration! Hehe~" Standing outside the door, Walnut suddenly felt inspired.

Chapter 189

In the room, Su Muzhe was finally resisted by Linghua, unable to take out the gift they gave, but Su Muzhe felt a little strange.

"If I'm not mistaken, it must have been sent by Xin Hai."

"Oh, our Su Muzhe is getting smarter and smarter, and he guessed it right the first time." Xinhai seemed to be quite happy, and reached out to touch Su Muzhe's slightly messy hair.

"Linghua, you just agree?" Su Muzhe looked at Linghua, and felt that her personality had changed a lot, from a gentle girl to a gentle girl. . .A gentler girl.

But speaking of it, it should be Xinhai who has changed the most. Su Muzhe always feels that she has awakened some strange attributes, although she is still the original leader who is good at using tactics.

But now the tactics are all on Su Muzhe.

"Of course not!!" Linghua repeatedly waved her hands to deny, "It's all because of what Xinhai said, so that Mu Zhe can give you a feeling of companionship..."

"But it's getting cold... No, what I mean is, I'm very happy to have you guys with me." Su Muzhe smiled softly, then stood up and stretched.

But Ling Hua and Xin Hai didn't give Su Muzhe this chance, they grabbed Su Muzhe's hand and pulled him back.

Then, the two lay on the bed in the same posture, using Su Muzhe's arm as a pillow.

"sleep."

"But, you guys are like this, how can I sleep?" Su Muzhe felt that his arms were being pressed by the heads of the two people. Although they didn't weigh much, they were very uncomfortable.

But the two of them didn't seem to intend to pay attention to Su Muzhe, so they closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

But Su Muzhe wanted to pull out his arms while the two were asleep, then slowly got up, covered them with the quilt, and looked again.

"Sure enough, she's cuter when she's asleep." Su Muzhe breathed a sigh of relief, "Sleep well."

After speaking, Su Mu got dressed, closed the windows and doors, and went out.

The winter night was very cold, and the cold wind blowing on the face made Su Muzhe feel extremely biting.

Although these two days have been very happy, Su Muzhe has been a little flustered in his heart. He always feels that this kind of life is a bit dreamy. I am afraid that these are only temporary, just a dream.

Therefore, Su Muzhe didn't dare to immerse himself in this gentle village, but came out to take a rest.

"By the way, that place." Su Muzhe suddenly remembered that Dottore's factory in Liyue had not been destroyed yet.

Although Su Muzhe had destroyed all the internal facilities and disposed of the explosives before he came out, the entrance was still there.

If it exists all the time, it will always be a hidden danger, and there is nothing to do anyway, so it is better to destroy the entrance while taking advantage of this time.

Walking alone in the winter night, Su Muzhe's back looked very small on the huge land.

Along the way, Su Muzhe encountered many monsters.

Of course, the current Su Muzhe sees these monsters, but they are all the ones who insert labels and sell their heads, but it is easy to completely solve it.

When Su Mu blocked the entrance of the factory, he clearly found that there were many footprints at the entrance.

There was only one person's footprint, but it was crooked and looked very flustered.

Crouching down to check, "It's still a little new, is there someone inside?"

With this doubt, Su Muzhe walked inside. The more he went inside, the more he could see that the crowded road had been cleared by someone, and it became easier to walk.

At the end, Su Muzhe seemed to see a faint light, and then took two steps forward.

Suddenly, the flickering light disappeared.

"Been discovered?" Su Muzhe frowned slightly, seeing that the other party was very sensitive, and would be vigilant if there was any movement.

But Su Muzhe felt more at ease in this way. There should be only one person on the other side, and it must not be Dotorre. That guy is crazy to die. this dark place.

"Who? Who's where!?"

A voice suddenly came out from inside, it sounded like a female voice, mature but with a bit of vicissitudes and trembling slightly.

Su Muzhe lit the torch and approached slowly.

But when the other party saw the fire light up, he became even more panicked, and continued to shout: "Have you caught up yet? Damn it!"

"Don't worry, I don't know who you're talking about, but I feel like you're not talking about me." Su Muzhe walked out slowly, and saw a woman standing by the wall, looking at her in horror .

"Fools?" Su Muzhe saw the costumes on the other party, which was obviously the Ice Firefly Warlock of Fools, so he drew his sword decisively and prepared to stab.

"Wait a minute, you are... Su Muzhe? Right!!"

The other party seemed to recognize Su Muzhe's identity, and shouted quickly.

"Think you'll be fine if you know me?" Su Muzhe didn't plan to show mercy just because the other party could call out his name, and the sword light still flickered without hesitation.

"I am the son, Dadalia's subordinate!!"

"Oh?"

When Su Muzhe heard Dadalia's name, he hurriedly stopped.

But Su Muzhe seemed to have forgotten that what he was holding in his hand was the extremely sharp Cheng Ying, even if he retracted the sword, the sharp sword light almost hit the opponent.

"If you can't name a flower, I still won't let you go."