The image of the monster fell into Song Mu's eyes at this moment, and it was like a thunder flashed through Song Mu's mind.
Isn’t this tail-severing monster the stone wall monster I encountered in Asada Town before?
"Brother Song!"
When Kong Zong saw the monster retreating, he rushed forward and checked Song Mu's condition. He was relieved to see that Song Mu was fine.
At this moment, Song Mu turned to ask Kong Zong with a look of shock on his face.
"Brother Kong, have you seen what that guy looks like?"
Kong Zong was also holding the paper at this moment and nodded towards Song Mu with serious eyes.
"Is it the monster that appeared in Asada Town before?"
At this moment, other scholars also came out, and they also remembered that incident, with a bit of surprise on their faces, and said in disbelief.
"Did the monster escape here and still be wreaking havoc here?"
"Then the master just chopped off its tail last time. How dare it be so fierce and arrogant now?"
When Song Mu heard this, he immediately shook his head and looked at everyone in realization.
"Perhaps he sensed the Master's aura, and that's why he did such a crazy move."
Song Mu glanced outside again, and at this moment he came to the conclusion that this weasel monster must be the monster that escaped from the Master in Asada Town.
The other party doesn't know how to get here to dominate, and is even more vicious.
Today, Master released a few bursts of Wen Power, and the familiar Wen Power instantly made the monster alert. As the saying goes, enemies become extremely jealous when they meet, so the explanation for why the monster dared to be so crazy and provocative was clearly explained.
However, the monster was obviously very smart and knew that it could not defeat Master Xun, so it planned to play a trick on Master Xun, and used a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and turned its attention to scholars like Song Mu.
As for the fact that it had been testing outside for so long before, it might have been worried about the strength of its own talents. But after several tests, the weasel demon suddenly discovered that the real threats were only Song Mu and Kong Zong, and it suddenly became bolder.
But despite all calculations, it never expected that Song Mu still had an aura of righteousness in his body.
There is no doubt that this semi-saint literary energy can kill monsters. The monster suffered such a dark loss and hid in the darkness again at this moment. Perhaps it did not give up and was waiting for an opportunity.
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Song Mu had figured out all this, and now he felt a little more confident. Maybe after waiting a little longer, Master Xun would be able to come back.
But before that, he and others still faced a tough battle.
It is unknown how many times that Haoran's righteousness can inspire Song Mu, and if the monster senses something is wrong and runs away today...
Then when he and others left, this small village wouldn't even be able to fight.
Song Mu and others retreated to the ancestral hall. At this moment, several scholars came up to write poems. Although they were just sharpening their guns in battle, they immediately became competent under the guidance of Song Mu and Kong Zong.
Fortunately, there are a lot of new talents in Shiyang County this time. Otherwise, everyone might be stretched thin to support the writing of monuments and poems.
There seemed to be a brief calm inside and outside the ancestral hall, and even the sound of smart birds and dogs was gone.
Only the crackling sound of the bonfire continued to come.
The weasel demon was frightened by the Tongwen Monument's protection of the ancestral hall and Song Mu's strange air wave, and still stood still at this moment.
Everyone in the ancestral hall was not sleepy at all at this moment, they just kept looking around.
Song Mu and others hurriedly hurriedly wrote out more than a dozen pieces of paper, all of which were war poems. They were now placed in the hands of Song Mu and Kong Zong.
"Where did that guy get me, Master?"
Kong Zong looked outside the ancestral hall and asked with a frown on his face.
Song Mu once again used his telekinesis to investigate, but no trace of the monster was found. It seemed that after suffering an unexpected blow from Song Mu, it had lurked deep into the darkness.
But before Song Musong could say anything, the monster's attack came quietly.
That smelly yellow mist was coming towards the ancestral hall at this time, and it was still clearly visible under the light of the torches around the ancestral hall.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Song Mu immediately issued a warning, and everyone consciously headed towards the depths of the ancestral hall. However, the ancestral hall was only so big, and hundreds of people were pouring into it at this moment, making the place very crowded.
Song Mu and Kong Zong were already standing at the door, throwing out the papers in their hands.
Rays of light penetrated into the yellow mist, and some scholars also learned to come up to help. Several people used their methods one after another. The yellow mist was forced back a lot, but the stench continued to rise.
At the same time, the squeaking sound came again, and when it came to Song Mu's ears, it was like a mockery, very harsh.
However, Song Mu and others stopped what they were doing, because there was not much writing paper left, and everyone's literary energy was also greatly exhausted.
Everyone's faces looked a bit bitter and at a loss at this moment.
And the weasel demon has launched another attack at this moment.
Only a black shadow was seen rushing out of the yellow mist, and the next moment it was heading directly towards Song Mu and others.
Kong Zong shouted to be careful. Song Mu had already taken the lead and threw out a piece of paper. The words were formed in an instant. A phantom stood in front of Song Mu and helped Song Mu resolve the crisis, but it immediately collapsed and disappeared.
This weasel demon seems to have shown its true abilities at this time.
Several scholars also took action one after another. Although they launched brilliant attacks, they were obviously not enough.
"There is no paper! Keep writing!"
Kong Zong shouted immediately, and Song Mu used a piece of writing paper in his hand, stuffed the other two into Kong Zong's hands, then immediately turned around and took out the demon-suppressing pen in his arms.
This time, Song Mu was going to write his two poems.
But just as he was writing, Song Mu suddenly found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.
Turning his head, Song Mu saw a little girl with hair tied in hair. She was looking at him blankly. When Song Mu lowered his head, the girl stretched out her little hand.
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Song Mu looked at it, and the little girl said crisply: "Brother, this is the paper our great-grandfather gave you."
Song Mu reached out to take it in surprise, and when he opened it, he saw that there was a war poem on the silk cloth.
"The mountains cover the red green, and the clouds cover the white light."
"The blue waves are rising on the creek bridge, and the yellow flowers are falling on the house trees."
"I don't smell the turbidity of the glass of wine, but I feel a sudden chill in my body."
"One day the breeze comes, and the support trees turn into golden crows."
The slender silk cloth has turned yellow, but the silk cloth is of high quality, the poems on it are well preserved, and the font of each character on it is very vigorous and powerful.
Song Mu just opened it and felt that the suffixes of these words had a sharp edge. This was something unusual.
""Cloud Sun"."
Song Mu muttered a sentence, raised his head, and looked towards the Tongwen stele in the center of the ancestral hall. The old-looking Mr. Fan was also looking at Song Mu. He seemed to understand what Song Mu meant and spoke.
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"This is a poem that Fan got by chance when he was young. It is an original poem written by the author himself. Now, I will let you show off your power."
When Song Mu heard this, his heart was shaking.
Because there is a signature under this poem, and the name on it is "Song Kedi."
Song Kedi, this name, Song Mu felt extremely familiar just now, and now he finally remembered who it was.
This is the last Jinshi of the Song family.
A hundred years ago, the other party passed the imperial examination, became an official in Fujian, and was finally buried in Fujian.
This ancestor was the last highlight of the Song family in the Shiyang context. Now, Song Mu's luggage still contains the other party's "Travel Notes on Fujian".
Song Mu never expected that he would encounter the original poems of his ancestors in this small fishing village today.