Ye Xiaochuan not only wanted to vomit, but also wanted to punch someone.
Fortunately, seeing a few jade slips about the evil god boasting about himself last night had given him some resistance to narcissistic people, otherwise he would have had to complain about Feng Yuyan's overnight meal today.
He couldn't vomit or hit anyone. He had to have Feng Yuyan's help with some things.
But why do I always feel that Feng Yuyan’s face looks so familiar? And his words also sound so familiar?
Ye Xiaochuan would never have thought that the reason why Feng Yuyan looked very familiar at this moment was because he seemed to be looking in the mirror.
When it comes to narcissism and shamelessness, Feng Yuyan is far worse than him, but he hasn't realized this yet.
You have to keep filming flattery. Ye Xiaochuan’s unscrupulous comic strips over the years are not for nothing. As long as Feng Yuyan feels comfortable filming, the rest of the matter will be easier to handle. So, Ye Xiaochuan said
: "No, look at your current appearance, you can already charm thousands of girls. Your 24,000-year-old ancestors must have been handsome and scumbag. I heard that you were not only handsome, but also very educated.
connotation, otherwise Mo Xue
A fairy would not choose you among countless young talents."
Feng Yuyan said: "Have you heard of this? Haha, in the sword immortal circle back then, when it came to cultural accomplishment, I was ranked second, and no one dared to be ranked first. Let's just talk about Lao Wang..."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Old bastard?" Feng Yuyan said: "Old Wang, Wang Zaishan. This kid was short, ugly and uncultured before, and he is still short, ugly and uncultured now. He is far behind me. Brother Ye
, to tell you the truth, although I am known as the left-handed sword god, in fact, what I am best at is not
Swords, but poems, poems and verses. I am proficient in all of them. For example, I wrote a poem back then and recited it to you. The yellow sand is far away among the white clouds, and there is a Qingcheng Wanren Mountain. Qiang Flute
Why blame the willows? The spring breeze is more difficult than Yanmen Pass."
Ye Xiaochuan almost fell down and said: "This... is a good poem, but it sounds familiar. It turns out that your previous name was Wang Zhihuan." Feng Yuyan said: "The "Liangzhou Ci" written by Wang Zhihuan is different from mine.
, His is the Yellow River far up among the white clouds, mine is the yellow sand far away among the white clouds. His is an isolated city and Wanren Mountains, mine is a Qingcheng and Wanren Mountains. He is a Qiang flute.
I blame Yangliu, I am a Qiang flute, why should I blame Yangliu. His is that the spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass, I am a spring breeze that is difficult to pass through Yanmen Pass. And I always feel that this poem of mine is several years earlier than Lao Wang's Liangzhou Ci, so he must have plagiarized it.
mine."
Ye Xiaochuan had nothing to say. Even An Lushan, the king of flattery in the previous dynasty, would probably be speechless at this moment.
Ye Xiaochuan scratched his head and could only praise shamelessly and against his will: "I think your poem has a much more profound artistic conception than Lao Wang's."
Feng Yuyan smiled and said, "You think so too?"
Ye Xiaochuan quickly said: "Master Feng, I'm looking for you this time just to borrow some of your literary talent to help me write a few treasure-hiding poems."
"Treasure poem?"
"To put it simply, I plan to go to Death Lake to look for the empty cave where the former Master of the Void Qin Feng once lived in seclusion. But I can't find it. I want you to write a few treasure-hiding poems on the spot, but it must be connected with the Red Sky Divine Sword.
Together."
Feng Yuyan, who prides himself on being extremely smart and full of knowledge, is now completely confused.
He said: "Please make it clear, you want to go to Death Lake to find Kong Kong Cave, but you have no clues. You want me to write down a few clues for you? I have never been to Kong Kong Cave, how can I write it down?
." Ye Xiaochuan said: "I don't need you to go there. I didn't make it clear. The treasure poem I want you to write is not for me, but for others. Anyway, you want to combine the treasure poem with the treasure poem.
To connect the Red Sky Divine Sword, it’s best to draw an empty hole for me.
Map of the mansion.”
Feng Yuyan said: "I said just now, I have never been to Kongkong Cave, how can I draw a map for you?" Ye Xiaochuan's head was a bit big, and said: "I also said just now, I don't need you to go there, so
Say it, it’s fake, everything is fake, I want you to draw a fake treasure map, and put a few fake treasure poems on the treasure map, do you understand?
"
If Feng Yuyan still doesn't understand now, then he doesn't deserve to be called a left-handed swordsman, but a left-brained idiot.
After Feng Yuyan sorted out the clues, he said: "What are you doing here? What are you going to do with this fake treasure map of yours?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "That's a lie."
Feng Yuyan was stunned. This was the first time he had seen someone who could lie to others in such a righteous way.
He said: "Isn't it just to draw a fake map and make a few fake inscriptions, and you ask me for help?" Ye Xiaochuan chuckled: "This is an appetizer, I have another purpose for asking you.
, I have sent people out to spread the rumors. Many people will definitely come to you for verification. You have to tell everyone that the picture is true and the treasure poem is also true. Because
You are a bloodline awakener, the leader of the seven organizations, the master of the Ganjiang Divine Sword, and the inheritor of the cultivation and memory of your ancestors. Only if you say it is true, will those guys believe it is true."
Feng Yuyan thought for a while and said in surprise: "Are you planning to fish for Zuo Qiu?"
Ye Xiaochuan snapped his fingers and said, "This is one of my goals."
Feng Yuyan looked at Ye Xiaochuan up and down and said, "I can't tell that you are a troubled guy, but you are very affectionate and righteous. Since you want to save your friend, I will help you once, and I will serve you with pen and ink!"
Pens, inks, paper and inkstones were already prepared on the table, and Ye Xiaochuan diligently stepped forward to hide them. Feng Yuyan picked up the brush and said: "If you want to deceive people, it can't be all fake. This treasure map must be based on the death of Ze Ze."
To draw the general situation, there is a collapsed trunk of an ancient sacred tree in the dead lake. Let’s use the ancient sacred tree as a reference.
Line drawing."
Feng Yuyan is not a master of painting, but his painting skills are not bad, at least better than Ye Xiaochuan's.
After a while, the topographic map with wet ink on the clothes appeared on the paper. If Ye Xiaochuan hadn't seen this casual drawing by Feng Yuyan with his own eyes, he would have really thought it was a treasure map.
After finishing the painting, Feng Yuyan thought for a moment and then began to write an inscription and postscript in the upper left corner of the drawing.
The secret secretary of reincarnation is found in the cave of emptiness.
Black Water Xuansu Bird, Divine Weapon Qizhen Sutra.
The three-foot-seven-inch blade burns the underworld with red fire.
There are three springs in the sky and a moon, and the secret treasure appears in the shape of a dragon.
Ye Xiaochuan read it twice gently and said: "Lao Feng, what do you mean by this? Didn't I ask you to connect it with the Red Sky Divine Sword? There is only one sentence "Red Fire Burns the Netherworld", and it doesn't say "Red Fire Burns the Netherworld".
Xiao."
Feng Yuyan rolled his eyes strangely and said, "I won't talk to an illiterate like you."
Just at this time, there was a knock on the door, and Ye Xiaochuan said: "Who is it, come in." Xiaoya walked in with a teapot and a cup, and said: "Master Ye, I'm here to deliver tea."
