The strong man had seen the old man draw a sword. He knew that he was no match for the old man. He took the opportunity to attack because he wanted to use the pressure of the crowd to force the old man to submit.
But the old man refused to accept this trick, and the strong man had no choice but to retreat.
He came to Qin Shuo. He was very fond of this tasteful boy and wanted to exchange contact information so that we could discuss poetry together in the future.
Then, when he heard the lyrics read by Qin Shuo, he felt it was not good and even commented on it.
Qin Shuo pursed his lips: "Well, Fang Laoshan, who doesn't know how to write lyrics, is comparable to the mediocre Principal Gu. I despise your taste."
The crowds of people offering poems are still going on,
After everyone saw the old man take action, their enthusiasm for obtaining the old man's sword skills became even higher. Everyone was chanting something, hoping that they would occasionally get some clever words and get the old man's personal knowledge.
Qin Shuo really couldn't think of any poems that could be put on the stage. He stepped forward and wanted to ask how long the old man would stay in Daming City. He went back and thought of a good poem, and then came back to ask for sword skills.
How could the old man not notice Qin Shuo? He thought that this kid was just here to cause damage and refused to even pay attention to him.
Instead, an old servant close to the old man explained the situation to Qin Shuo.
It has been three days since they arrived in Daming City. If they really can't get any good words, they will leave the day after tomorrow.
The old servant also told Qin Shuo the inn where they were staying. If Qin Shuo couldn't find anyone in the square, he could go to the inn.
Qin Shuo thanked him and looked at the old man again when he left.
The old man's wish was very simple, but after traveling for many years and getting nothing, his face was inevitably lonely.
"Does it...do I really have to go see her empty-handed?"
Qin Shuo heard the old man talking to himself, and his will was grabbed.
He has no interest in meddling in other people's business, but if possible, he doesn't want a lover to leave with regrets.
The two left the square and went around several boats. When they returned to the inn, it was already midnight.
The purpose of Jiuqu is to lure Shulan out. When she and Qin Shuo return to the inn, they cannot let the guards follow them.
With her cultivation level, she was not afraid of Shulan's sneak attack at all. She was only afraid that Shulan would not come, and the guards would not only fail to protect her, but might also expose traces, making her plan fail.
Shifeng really didn't want to leave. He also wanted to show his poetic talent in front of Jiuqu.
However, he did not dare to disobey Jiuqu's instructions, so he asked his subordinates to send Jiuqu a piece of paper with poems written on it, and then he left with three steps.
My subordinates handed me poems, but none of them answered.
Qin Shuo took it,
The men surrendered and left,
Qin Shuo looked at the paper and his brows jumped: "Nima, don't you just come to me with a pillow when you are sleepy? I want poems, and this guy just brings them to me?"
Qin Shuo guessed Shi Feng's intentions when he saw Shi Feng's coquettish posture and even handed a love poem to Jiu Qu. Isn't this a love rival? He decided to help Shi Feng.
He said: "Foxes who can write poetry are rare these days. Would you like to consider making him a specimen and bringing it back to Snow Fox Peak for exhibition?"
Jiuqu didn't know what a specimen was, but she could guess that Qin Shuo wasn't talking nicely.
She smiled and thought to herself: "Qin Shuo wants to harm someone when they write me a poem. Is he jealous?"
She doesn't have many emotional fluctuations, but this is a good momentum. If Qin Shuo is really jealous, he cares about her.
Is Qin Shuo jealous? He really isn't,
He and Jiuqu Bazi are not even close, so why is he jealous?
He just felt that his optional target was being pursued, which was not good for him, so he fought back tactically.
He lowered his head to read Shi Feng's poems. He really didn't understand poetry, and he didn't know the quality of Shi Feng's poems. However, a few words in the poem evoked memories from his previous life.
He muttered silently: "Life and death... dressing up... heartbreak..."
Qin Shuo himself could betray the bad words used in these poems, but when they were added to the complete poems, the still weak impression in his mind was evoked.
As soon as the two of them entered the inn, Jiu Qu gently said to Qin Shuo: "Eight."
Qin Shuo nodded. Jiuqu meant that there were eight people from the Corpse Clan ambushing near the inn.
The corpse tribe's target is Jiuqu. Even if they suspect that Jiuqu's poisonous injury has not healed, Jiuqu is also the Fox Lord. Therefore, the person who can be sent to investigate the Fox Lord's situation is definitely not a mediocre person.
Qin Shuo couldn't find any of them, but now that the corpse tribe is here, it proves that their fishing plan is effective.
In the next time, Qin Shuo does not plan to take Jiuqu out again.
Jiuqu pretended to be injured. If he lived in a boring place and went out once in a while, this would be reasonable, but if he went out all the time, it would be too fake.
It's okay to go too far in everything, just about the same.
The two discussed and decided that they would stay at the inn and wait for Shulan's arrival.
Qin Shuo also took advantage of this time to recall the poems he had read in his previous life. Shi Feng's poems evoked his memory, and the impressions he had read thousands of times as a child slowly formed an outline.
He absorbed the attributeless spiritual energy accumulated previously,
Jiuqu's aura of fighting with the cold woman filled him up. It's not surprising.
But the old man just raised his sword and had not yet fought. However, his attributeless spiritual energy allowed Qin Shuo to complete one-third of his next stroke.
When Qin Shuo led away the old man's spiritual energy, he knew that the old man's cultivation was unfathomable just by looking at the size of the spiritual energy ball.
This made him look forward to the old man's sword-control skills even more. How could the sword technique chosen by such a master like the old man be of ordinary quality?
In fact, Qin Shuo also had some tricks. He asked Jiuqu to keep taking action while he kept collecting spiritual energy. This was tantamount to passing on his skills in disguise.
But Qin Shuo laughed after thinking about it. He wanted to eat Fox Lord's soft rice for free? Why should he?
Although he had been close to Jiuqu for a long time, he thought that Jiuqu was just to attract Shulan, rather than to have a crush on him, a small wine bowl.
Qin Shuo is very self-aware. He is the Fox Lord, so it’s great if he can take advantage of others. But he still wants to take advantage of his feelings?
Although he had seen many such plots in action movies from a certain country, he did not believe that such a plot would happen to him.
One day passed, Qin Shuo was trying his best to recall the poem. He had read out nearly half of the poem, but there was still some distance from the complete poem.
Qin Shuo was afraid that the old man would leave early, so he sent half of the poem he wrote to the inn where the old man stayed.
After hearing the servant's description, the old man knew that the person who came was the annoying kid from last night. He refused to see Qin Shuo at all. He only sent his servant to say to Qin Shuo: "Either bring the complete poem, or don't come over."
, what does half a poem count?”
Qin Shuo handed over the poem: "Take a look first, these two sentences are very wonderful."
The servant who was sent out not only did not understand poetry, he was also illiterate.
But in order to prevent Qin Shuo from finding out his background, the servant
I know that the people asking for poems don’t even know how to read. This is really embarrassing.
He directly tore the paper Qin Shuo handed him into pieces.