Chapter 16 When will the bright moon come? Li Hu is dying
Li Xing sat down and saw that the book in Qian Bixie's hand was called "Collection of Ancient Ci". At the same time, he felt that Qian Bixie had not cultivated his blood energy.
Qian Yi smiled and said: "To ward off evil spirits, let Li Mengshi give you more advice in the future." Then he said to Li Xing, "Li Mengshi, you guys should get to know each other first. The restaurant is busy, so I'll go first."
Qian Yi left in a hurry, and Li Xing and Qian Bixie fell into silence.
Qian Bixie was reading a book by himself and regarded Li Xing as nothing. Li Xing also sat down quietly and cultivated his blood energy, which was something he could only dream of.
Unconsciously, an hour passed. Han Bixie finally looked up at Li Xing and asked with a smile: "Li Mengshi, since you are the companion, do you know poetry?"
Li Xing also knew that in Tianyuan Continent, the style of writing was prevalent, and literary carriers such as poems, songs, and poems had developed, and the words in them were similar to the ancient words Li Xing knew in his previous life.
After hearing the question, Li Xing opened his eyes and smiled faintly: "I know a thing or two."
Qian Bixie smiled and said: "A month ago, I met with several poets from Pingguo. Among them was Murong Jiaojiao from Hailan City. This woman is good at composing lyrics. I made an appointment with her that after one month, we will each get
Come up with a poem that touches the parting of life."
"Since Li Mengshi is also proficient in poetry, I wonder if he has any good suggestions?"
Li Xing's heart moved and he thought: "Since I am a reading companion, I can't sit around in vain. I have to make this money to ward off evil spirits and feel that it is not in vain."
Thinking of this, Li Xing smiled slightly: "If you want to say goodbye, I know a poet who composed a poem. Would you like to listen to it?"
Qian Bixie couldn't help but have a funny look on his face. Although he didn't practice blood, he was extremely smart, had a photographic memory, and was good at composing lyrics. In Ping Dynasty, Qian Bixie, who was only in his teens, was already a relatively well-known lyricist.
Hearing Li Xing talk about a poem, Qian Bixie thought in his heart that this poem must have been written by Li Xing himself.
"Okay, I'm all ears." Qian Bixie said with a smile.
Li Xing stood up. He studied very hard in his previous life and had hundreds of good poems in his head. Now his thoughts were flowing and he immediately remembered a few poems.
After pondering for a moment, Li Xing slowly said: "I know when it will be. Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight..."
Among the ancient poets, Li Xing liked Su Shi the most and had memorized the most poems. At this time, he recited "Shui Diao Ge Tou. When will the bright moon come?"
The funny expression on Qian Bixie's face disappeared, his body stiffened, and his eyes shone with strange light.
After Li Xing finished reciting the lyrics, Qian Bixie murmured: "I hope that we will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles away... But I hope that we will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart!"
Suddenly, Qian Bixie stood up and bowed to Li Xing: "Bixie has no eyesight and does not know the real person! Li Mengshi is a master of poetry, which is admirable!"
Li Xing was startled and realized that Qian Bixie had misunderstood him. He smiled and said, "I have already told you that this word was written by someone else, and that person's name is Su Shi."
Qian Bixie laughed "Haha": "If that 'Su Shi' could write such good words and become famous all over the world, how could I not know about it? Why should I trust others with his literary talents like Li Mengshi?"
Li Xing was startled and thought to himself: "If I use poetry every day to cheat my reputation, I can be prosperous for a lifetime, but literati are not strong people, so I don't have this ambition." Since he didn't care about this, Li Xing didn't bother to explain. He smiled lightly and said nothing.
say what.
"Li Mengshi, I'm not familiar with this Ci Pai of yours. What's its name?" Qian Bixie suddenly asked.
Li Xingdao: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou."
Qian Bixie looked excited and said loudly: "Li Mengshi, no, Brother Li! Sit down for a moment, I will write a letter to Murong Jiaojiao. I really want to know what her expression will be when she reads this poem, haha...
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Qian Bixie couldn't wait to go to the study, while Li Xing was free and continued to practice blood training in the pavilion.
For the first time, Li Xing's knowledge from his previous life began to change his life, but he didn't care much. In Li Xing's view, the most important thing now is to improve his strength and become a strong man. Apart from that, everything is just a cloud.
Don't take it seriously.
The day passed like this. Li Xing practiced at Qian's house for a whole day before saying goodbye and returning to Sanyi Garden in the evening.
On the way back, Li Xing felt that everyone around him looked at him with strange eyes. Li Xing understood that today's public challenge to Li Jie made him a hot topic of discussion.
Li Xing didn't care about it. It didn't matter what others thought. There was no need to think about it.
When Li Xing returned to Zizhuwan, Xiaoxiu immediately came to greet him. Her face was full of tears and her eyes were red and swollen.
Li Xing was shocked when he saw it, and quickly asked: "Xiaoxiu, what's wrong?"
Xiaoxiu shed tears again: "Master, Xiaohu was injured very seriously. The doctor said he couldn't be saved, wuwu..."
Xiaohu is Li Hu. He grew up with Li Xing. Apart from Xiaoxiu, he is the closest peer to Li Xing.
Li Xing rushed to the stone chamber and saw that Li Hu was covered in blood and unconscious. When he went to check, Li Xing found that Li Hu's internal organs were severely injured and most of his bones were broken.
Li Xing's eyes were blood red, and every bit of Li Hu's memory emerged.
"Who did it?" Li Xing asked in a deep voice, his voice like ice in the sky.
Xiaoxiu wiped away her tears and said, "They are people under Li Jie. Today Xiaohu heard others talking about the young master's challenge to Li Jie. He couldn't help but say something, and he was beaten like this by a few people passing by."
"What did he say?" Li Xing asked.
"Xiaohu said that Master Xing will definitely win..." Xiaoxiu couldn't help but look at Li Xing and said seriously, "Master, you must win!"
Li Xing gritted his teeth and said: "Of course I will win!" Then he told Xiao Xiu, "Xiao Xiu, go boil some hot water and I will save Xiao Hu."
Xiaoxiu was very surprised: "Master, can you save people?"
Li Xing smiled mysteriously: "You will know in the future, go quickly."
Xiaoxiu was full of questions, but she always listened to Li Xing and boiled water.
Li Xing took out his purse from his body and thought: "Zizhuwanzhong, I only have these few close people, so I can't let Xiaohu die!" He took out his purse and put it on Xiaohu's chest.
"I don't know if the beads have any effect on the little tiger." Li Xing thought worriedly in his heart. The beads may be useful to him, but they may not be useful to the little tiger.
Time passed minute by minute, and after about five minutes, Li Xing clearly saw that Xiaohu's trauma was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Xing was overjoyed and stood by to observe Li Hu's physical changes throughout the process.
One night passed like this. During this period, Li Xing used hot water to wipe away all the blood on Li Hu's body. Due to the difference between men and women, Xiaoxiu stayed outside and Li Xing did everything.
The next day, when the sun rose, Li Hu opened his eyes. He jumped up, looked at himself in surprise, and then murmured to himself: "I...am I dreaming?" He was obviously seriously injured.
, why is there nothing happening now?
Li Xing, who was standing by, smiled slightly: "Xiaohu, how are you feeling?"