The alien world is too fierce, I will go back to reality to show my sanctity

Binocular Mountain!
Deep in the mountains, the leaders of the top ten monster tribes gathered together to discuss who should lead the entire Shuangmu Mountain.

Since the Tiger Clan was wiped out, all the monster clans in Shuangmu Mountain refused to accept each other and wanted to be the boss, but everyone was equally divided. After fighting within a short period of time, no one could defeat the others with an absolute advantage.

In addition, the monster races in other mountain ranges are also eyeing the Shuangmu Mountain. Under such circumstances, the leaders of these monsters in the Shuangmu Mountain decided to stop the civil war.

There is another way to choose a new leader.

"Since everyone has decided, let's do it according to this. Whoever solves Qingfeng Temple first will be the new leader of Shuangmu Mountain."

The monsters of Shuangmu Mountain, the way they negotiated is to see who can win the Qingfeng Temple first.

There has been no enmity between Qingfeng Temple and Shuangmu Mountain in recent years, but in the past few decades, many monster clans who descended from Shuangmu Mountain died at the hands of Taoist priests of Qingfeng Temple.

If it was the original Qingfengguan, the monsters of Shuangmu Mountain would not dare to have any ideas, but not long ago, they had already received the news that the disciples of Qingfengguan had withered, and there were only three of them.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

"Our pig demon clan took the lead first. Back then, my father, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather were all killed by the stinky Taoist priests of Qingfeng Temple."

The leader of the wild boar spoke first, and the other big monster clans did not fight for it. Although it was rumored that Qingfeng Temple had fallen, who knows if it is true or not, it would be good to let the wild boar take the lead.

After the meeting ended, the monsters began to drink, but no one noticed that a yellow cow was heading down the mountain.

……

Twenty miles outside Shangyang City, in a small forest.

A white-haired old Taoist sat cross-legged, and many young Taoist priests were resting around the old Taoist. If Lin Ye had been here, he would have recognized these young Taoist priests as the Taoist priests who left Feiyun Temple.

A day ago, Lin Ye sent an invitation to Feiyun Guan, saying that the hospitality was not good last time, and he invited Feiyun Guan to come to visit.

As for why the temple master didn't come, it was because the injury from the self-explosion had not recovered.

The team was resting for a while, and was about to set off. At the moment, in the southeast direction of the forest, a dozen or so pig demons just entered, and the two teams bumped into each other by chance.

The Taoist priests of Feiyun Temple immediately showed signs of alertness, as did the pig demon.

Monsters and Taoist priests, if there is no hatred, will not fight to the death when they meet.

The Supreme Elder of Feiyunguan was about to say something, but the leader of the pig demon over there also coughed, thinking of something to say.

But before he opened his mouth, dust suddenly rolled up behind the pig monster team, and then a hoarse voice came out: "It's the Ox-nosed Taoist priest, brothers, come on, fuck them!"

Swish!
As soon as the voice came out, the Taoist priests of Feiyun Temple also drew their swords one after another.

Then, a piece of mud shot out from behind the pig demon team and landed on a Taoist priest in Feiyun Temple.

This piece of mud broke the balance.

The Supreme Elder of Feiyun Temple and the leader of the pig demon looked at each other, both of them looked embarrassed, but when they saw a young disciple of their own Taoist temple being sent flying a few meters away by a pig demon, too The elder couldn't help it either.

"Damn Xipi, you dare to bully my disciple of Feiyun Temple, look at the sword!"

"Who is afraid of whom!"

The leader of the pig demon fought with the elder Feiyunguan Taishang, and at the end of the pig demon team, a scalper silently withdrew from the forest, hiding his merit and fame.

……

Tzu Chi Temple, Taoyuan Temple...

Six or seven Taoist temples in a row have received invitations from Lin Ye, and it is no surprise that these sects will collide with the Monster Race team outside Shangyang City by coincidence.

"You bastard did a good job this time."

Lin Ye praised the scalper in the yard. The scalper was a very successful undercover animal. Every time the Shuangmu mountain monster went down the mountain, the scalper would volunteer to say that he knew the city well and could guide everyone.

Then, under Lin Ye's design and the scalper's cooperation, the two sides could always meet, and then a fierce battle broke out.

Moo!
The scalper yelled at Lin Ye, and Lin Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, since I promised you, I won't break my promise, and I'll prepare all the delicious food for you."

Beef, beef jerky...steak...

Lin Ye doesn't know why this beast likes to eat the meat of the same kind so much. Is it really cannibalism?

"In a short period of time, those monsters from Shuangmu Mountain should not come to trouble Qingfeng Temple again, but you can't take it lightly. Let me know as soon as there is any news."

Moo!
With a mouth in its mouth, the ox was biting a carton of milk. With its horns raised, it pierced through the packaging bag of beef jerky, and with a kick of its hooves, it fell out of the courtyard wall.

Lin Ye was also amazed when he saw the disappearing figure of the scalper. A cow likes to climb over the wall if it doesn't go through the door properly. I don't know who it learned from.

The crisis alarm of Qingfengguan could be lifted for the time being, but Lin Ye couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. He promised Judge Cui that he had to deal with the new judge.

……

Shangyang Town God's Temple.

Lin Ye came with a pot of shochu and a pot of roast chicken, and shouted directly, "Old Yang, what are you doing? I'm here to see you."

"Mr. Lin, what is the purpose of your late night visit?"

Yang Jian appeared and looked at Lin Ye with weird eyes. Although he is a Yin division, he still knows something about what happened in Shangyang City during this period. .

When Yang Jian heard the news for the first time, he almost lost his footing, so Lin Ye could still be the ghost king's opponent?
The ghost king corresponds to a strong person in the Taoist Yuanshen realm. It's not like he doesn't know where the Yuanshen level powerhouse came from in Qingfeng Guan.

"Old Yang, your attitude is wrong. I came to see you. You don't seem to welcome me very much. Fortunately, I bought you roast chicken and wine."

Lin Ye patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, Yang Jian took a step back to avoid it, and said, "Mr. Lin, you still have something to say."

"It's really nothing, I just asked you to drink."

Lin Ye forcibly pulled Lao Yang closer to the Town God's Temple. At first, Lao Yang was a little wary, but after drinking a catty of liquor, his attitude became much warmer than before. Seeing this, Lin Ye asked, "Lao Yang Ah, I heard that the new judge from Canglan County has taken over, what is his background?"

"How did you know?"

Yang Jian glanced at Lin Ye in surprise, and Lin Ye said that he had heard it from others.

"Mr. Lin, you are very well informed about the news. The new judge has indeed taken office. As for the background of this new judge, no one in Canglan County knows better than this old man."

Maybe it was because he drank too much, but seeing that Yang didn't hide what he said, Lin Ye deliberately said, "It's true, Lao Yang, don't brag about it with me."

"I'm bragging? Then Lu Zheng was an official in the same dynasty as the old man, and we have a very close personal relationship."

"Really? Then tell me, what are the hobbies of Judge Lu?"

"Hobbies, if you want to talk about hobbies, there is really nothing special. Oh yes, I like poetry. When I was in office, I held several poetry meetings."

Lin Ye laughed when he heard the good poems, it's that simple.

If there is nothing else, he can weigh the poems by the catty.

There is no need to memorize this thing, and it can be printed in several sacks in modern times.

After inquiring about the new judge's preferences, Lin Ye soon had a plan.

……

"It should be that the celestial beings were intoxicated and crushed the white clouds. Just listening to this poem, you can feel the sense of debauchery."

"What's this? I still like Mr. Lin's sentence: I looked up to the sky and went out laughing. How could I be from Penghao?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Lin not only to be handsome, but also to be so talented in his poems."

"It's a pity, it's only half. I don't understand why Mr. Lin doesn't want to finish reading."

In Shangyang City, poetry has become popular recently. The reason is that three days ago, several scholars were reciting poems and composing Fu in a restaurant, and Mr. Lin happened to pass by, and a dispute arose for some reason. Finally, Mr. Lin wrote The three poems, the few scholars who saw the poems written by Mr. Lin were shocked by heaven and man, so they had to leave in desperation.

In addition to these three poems, Mr. Lin also wrote a few poems at that time, no matter those capitals were just one or two lines and not completely completed poems, but it was precisely this that caused the entire Shangyang City and even Canglan The county's literary world was shaken, and all scholars were thinking about how to answer these poems if it were them.

Shangyang City.

The red lanterns flickered in the mansion that the old man had been drinking too much at this moment, and there was an extra piece of paper on the desk in the yard.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing Revlon!"

On the paper, there is a poem written impressively.

A slender hand is holding a brush, under this line of poems, but it has not been written for a long time.

"Fairy, is this poem good?"

"Poetry is excellent, but I didn't expect a Taoist priest to write such poems. It's really interesting."

A crisp and sweet voice came from the owner of the thin hands, "Then what should we do now, this kid is very treacherous, and the crisis of Qingfengguan has been resolved."

"Since it's lifted, let's wait and see what happens. I've been waiting for so many years, so why care about it for a while."

"Yes."

The old woman backed away, she didn't understand why the fairy would be interested in a line of poetry, in her opinion, the poems written by humans are all moaning without disease and have no effect at all.

……

Canglan County Town God's Temple.

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest. Why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses. Who is afraid? A cloud of mist and rain will make you live forever."

In the Town God's Temple, the newly appointed Judge Lu is also scratching his head. He has only one hobby in his life, which is good poetry.

He was immediately attracted by listening to the scholars in the city recite this poem yesterday.

For this reason, he deliberately appeared to ask people for advice, pretending to be a scholar, and only then did he know that these poems were written by a man named Lin Gongzi in Shangyang City.

And it's not just this one, every capital is a good poem, but the problem is that these capitals are not perfect.

He is also a scholar, so he naturally knows that he can write such an astonishing masterpiece, and it is impossible not to write the inferior one. He deliberately didn't write it, but he felt uncomfortable if he didn't write it. He has been sitting here all day and night, thinking about what he will do I made it up, but finally found that I was a dog-tailed marten, so I simply gave up.

"Young Master Lin of Shangyang City, it seems that I can only visit him in person."