Li Xiuyuan has never played the game of Immortal. He has only heard about it a few times. Unexpectedly, he saw it today and learned another interesting thing.
But after looking at it, he frowned.
If this immortal is a ghost and god invited to answer questions, but the ghost and god have to be here, why can I see the branches shaking but not the figure of the so-called immortal?
Even if it's a passing kid, there must be a ghost after all.
Li Xiuyuan's eyes can see ghosts, gods and demons. If there are really imps, he will not fail to see them.
"Weird, weird." He was puzzled.
"Brother Li, if you are interested, why don't we also ask the Ji Xian some things, such as his future, lifespan, parents' well-being, etc. This Ji Xian seems to be very effective." Wang Ping looked a little excited.
Listening to this, it seems that it is rare to meet an efficacious immortal.
Of course, it's not surprising that he thinks this way, because most of the immortals invite some wandering ghosts passing by and ask them about their future. Shouyuan naturally doesn't know. The ghosts can only give random answers and cheat them into offering incense, so many things will happen.
I feel it is ineffective.
Li Xiuyuan said: "I'm just a little curious about which ghost and god that immortal is. I'm not interested in asking about the future. If you are interested, you might as well ask."
His future is in a fog, he can't see it clearly, let alone calculate it, so it's useless to ask.
At this moment, Zhu Erdan couldn't help but ask the immortal: "Xiaosheng has a presumptuous question and I would like to ask the immortal to answer it. I would like to know among the friends here, which brother has the most agile literary talent? The most flexible mind and talent.
Highest."
His question immediately attracted the attention of all the scholars in the Qin Pavilion.
Zhu Erdan's question can be said to scratch everyone's itch. Everyone is a scholar, and nine out of ten here are scholars. Although the ranking of scholars is slightly higher or lower, which scholar feels that his talents are lower than others?
Now that I have invited the Immortal, I want to know this question.
If the immortal answers himself, it will be a very honorable thing, and it will be worth being proud of for the rest of his life.
Soon, the branches on the sand table moved and began to write. After a while, three words were written crookedly on the sand table: Li Xiuyuan.
"Li Xiuyuan? Who is he? Why haven't I heard of him?"
"The niche has some influence. This person seems to be ranked ninth in the first class of this talent list. Well, that's right, ninth."
"Is this Li Xiuyuan here too?"
They didn't know Li Xiuyuan, and they didn't know that Li Xiuyuan was normal. However, Wang Ping, Zhu Yu and others looked at Li Xiuyuan in surprise and said, "Brother Li, Ji Xian said you have the highest talent."
Li Xiuyuan was also slightly startled, but then he frowned: "This is absolutely impossible."
He doesn't know whether this miraculous effect is effective or not. If it is effective, he will never say that he is the most talented, because he really cannot be counted as his own. In the eyes of ghosts and gods, he is special within the scope of no comparison at all.
Existence, if not efficacious, it is simply unbelievable that this ghost can actually write Li Xiuyuan's name.
"Are you Li Xiuyuan?" Zhu Erdan heard the voice and suddenly looked at him: "Is the person that the immortal is referring to you?"
Li Xiuyuan said: "My name is Li Xiuyuan, yes, but the game of Fuji is not very accurate. In terms of talent, it cannot be considered the best. At least the talent of Ning Caichen, who is ranked first, is above me."
Zhu Erdan's expression moved slightly, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
However, his modesty obviously did not convince all scholars.
"Brother, you don't have to be modest. Every time this Immortal's words are valid, they must be true this time. Your talents are definitely not simple, otherwise the Immortal would not tell your name."
"Yes, how can the words of the Immortal be false? Although your talent has not been revealed, I am already ashamed of myself."
"It seems that Brother Li must have retained his strength during the previous imperial examinations, otherwise he would be far from the ninth grade."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth when he saw these scholars talking to each other.
Although each one of them expressed their belief in the words of the Immortal, in fact they were full of doubts, and it was obvious that they did not really believe in this result.
At this moment, Zhu Erdan suddenly smiled heartily and said: "Since this brother's literary talent is considered to be the first by the immortals, he must be outstanding. I wonder if this brother is willing to come up with some poems and articles.
Let’s taste and learn from it, and I hope you won’t be stingy.”
After saying this, he bowed his hands with great etiquette.
Li Xiuyuan said: "My poems and essays are not worth mentioning, let alone my studies. Most of what this immortal says is false. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you."
Rather than showing off his literary talents, he is not so leisurely.
This Zhu Erdan looked down on himself as a coward because of his previous heroic rescue of the beauty. If he really came up with some poems and articles, this guy would not be able to find a crack in the eggs and devalued himself as worthless. After all, no matter how good the articles in the world are, they are worthless.
There are shortcomings. No matter how beautiful the poem is, there are still shortcomings. It is impossible for everyone to agree with it.
So I won't bump into it stupidly.
"How could the Immortal be fake? This Immortal has said that I will win the Enke exam in the spring of next year. How can this matter be fake?" A scholar said with some dissatisfaction.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him strangely, where did you get the courage? I dare say you will win.
"That's right. The Immortal also said that there are ten houses in my house. I calculated carefully and found that there really are ten houses. This can't be wrong." Another scholar said.
"Some of the words of the Immortal are right and wrong, so don't trust them all," Li Xiuyuan said.
Zhu Erdan said: "Brother, since you say that the Immortal is fake, do you have any way to prove it?"
"Just ask." Li Xiuyuan said.
"In this case, I would like to ask my brother to ask a question. I would like to see how this question can tell whether the immortal is real or not." Zhu Erdan said with a smile.
Li Xiuyuan said, "Then I would be disrespectful. I wonder if the Immortal knows how much money I have?"
Without hesitation, he opened his mouth with a question.
It would be great if this immortal could calculate his own money. If he puts his money in the Ghost King's cloth bag and carries it with him, even the immortals and Buddhas in the sky cannot calculate it, let alone the invited immortal.
But Li Xiuyuan was curious as to what method the Immortal used to make this thing move, and he never saw any trace of the Immortal.
And as he finished asking this question, the branch on the sand table suddenly moved and lightly scratched on the sand table. However, before he finished the stroke, it suddenly broke with a crunching sound.
There was no wind in the Qin Pavilion, and the fine sand was blown flat, leaving no trace.
"No, not good, the Immortal is gone."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "It seems that he couldn't answer my question, so he left in shame. Doesn't this prove that this Immortal is only what he looks like?"
The faces of several scholars who believed deeply in the Immortal turned dark at this moment, as if they had eaten flies.
If this immortal is fake, doesn't it mean that everything he said before was fake? If he was complacent before, isn't he just as ridiculous as an idiot?
"Ahem, it seems that this brother has indeed proved that the Immortal is fake, but what the Immortal said is not completely false. At least what he said before was correct. It was only when he came to you that he made a mistake. It may also be the Immortal.
I left because I had something to do, so I didn't bother to answer. Ji Xian had already started writing before, but he didn't have time to say it out loud." Zhu Erdan said.
As soon as he said these words, the previously embarrassed scholar nodded again and again, thinking that this was the truth.
"Maybe." Li Xiuyuan didn't bother to argue.
He just paid a little attention to this Ji Immortal and felt that this was not an ordinary Ji Immortal. He had been so close just now and didn't feel anything strange. He really didn't know how this Ji Immortal cast spells.
"Just let the gentlemen wait. Shi Niang is already ready. Today we are playing the Plum Blossom No. 3. I would like to ask the gentlemen to listen carefully and enjoy it."
Suddenly, at this time, a little maid came out of the side door next to her, bowed to everyone, left a few words and then left.
"It's great that Shiniang is coming. We have been waiting for so long just to hear Shiniang play the piano. The other women's piano skills are far inferior to Shiniang. Since listening to Shiniang's music, other songs have become
I don’t want to appreciate it.”
"Yes, I came to this piano pavilion just for Shiniang. If Shiniang doesn't play the piano, Xiaosheng will find it boring to eat."
For a moment, these scholars put aside their thoughts and thoughts of having fun, straightened their clothes, sat upright, and prepared to listen to the wonderful music. They did not bother to identify the true and false of the immortal.
"Shi Niang?"
Li Xiuyuan knew that this was probably a stage name and not his real name. He looked at it and suddenly saw a woman coming with two little maids.
But I saw this woman wearing an exquisite bun with a jade hairpin on it. She was simple and delicate. Her delicate face, without makeup, could reveal pieces of tenderness. Her slender waist swayed slightly, and her graceful body
Swaying like a delicate lotus in the wind, it makes people love it. The two maids behind it are holding a lyre. They are just green leaves to accompany the flowers.
"It's really about beauty." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.
This woman is different from the flower girl I met before. That flower girl was mature and charming, but this tenth girl is delicate, charming and lovable.
Most scholars obviously prefer this type of women, because they are already weak enough, so they naturally prefer women weaker than themselves, so that they can demonstrate their masculinity.
Li Xiuyuan is different, he doesn't choose, he likes both.
Of course, the prerequisite is that you have a predestined relationship and your character must be upright, and you can't just look at the outside.
Shi Niang remained silent, just turned around and bowed to everyone, and glanced at everyone slightly. When she saw Li Xiuyuan, she was obviously stunned.
"Does she know me?" Li Xiuyuan noticed her surprised look.