Liaozhai Great Sage

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw these scholars talking to each other.

Although each one of them expressly believed in the words of the ghost spirit, they actually had a lot of doubts, and obviously they didn't really believe the result.

At this moment, Zhu Erdan smiled heartily and said: "Since this brother's literary talent is regarded as the first by the ghost god, he must be superior. I don't know if this brother is willing to come up with some poems. The article will let us Tasting and learning, I hope that Xiongtai will not be stingy."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands again, full of etiquette.

Li Xiuyuan said: "My poems are not worth mentioning, let alone my study. Most of the words of this ghost are false. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."

Compared with showing off his literary talents, he is not so leisurely.

This Zhu Erdan looked down on him as a coward because of the hero saving the beauty before. If he really came up with some poems and articles, this guy would have to find a crack in his eggs and demote himself to nothing. After all, no matter how good the world is, the articles are There are deficiencies, no matter how gorgeous the poems are, there are also deficiencies, and it is impossible for everyone to agree.

So I won't bump into it foolishly.

"How can the ghost fairy be fake? The ghost fairy said that next year, I will be able to win the Enke Enke. How can this matter be fake?" a scholar said with some dissatisfaction.

Li Xiuyuan looked at him strangely, where did you get the courage, dare to say that you will be successful.

"That's right. The ghost fairy also said that there are ten houses in my house. I calculated carefully, and there really are ten houses. There must be nothing wrong with that." Another scholar said.

"There are right and wrong words in the words of the ghost fairy, so you can't believe them all." Li Xiuyuan said.

But Zhu Erdan said: "Brother, since you say that the ghost spirit is fake, do you have any way to prove it?"

"Just ask." Li Xiuyuan said.

"So, I would like to ask you, brother. I would like to see how this question can be used to distinguish the real from the fake." Zhu Erdan said with a smile.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Then I will be disrespectful. I don't know how much money I have on my body?"

Without hesitation, he opened his mouth to ask a question.

It would be great if the ghost fairy could calculate his own money. Putting his money in the ghost king's bag and carrying it with him, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky couldn't figure it out, let alone the ghost ghost he invited.

It's just that Li Xiuyuan was curious, what method did the ghost fairy use to make this thing move, and he had never seen a trace of the ghost fairy.

And after he finished asking this question, the branch on the sand table suddenly moved, and it was lightly drawn across the sand table, but before the stroke was finished, it suddenly broke with a creak.

There was no wind in the Qin Pavilion, and the fine sand was blown flat without any traces.

"No, it's not good, the ghost is gone."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "It seems that he couldn't answer my question, so he left ashamed. Doesn't this prove that this ghost fairy has a superficial appearance?"

The faces of the few scholars who firmly believed in the ghost spirit turned black at this moment, as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

This ghost is a fake, isn't it that what he said before was all false, and he was complacent before, isn't it as ridiculous as an idiot.

"Ahem, it seems that this brother has indeed proved that the ghost fairy is a fake, but the words of the ghost fairy are not completely false, at least what he said before is correct, it is only when you come here that he made a mistake, and it may be the ghost fairy I left because I had something to do, so I didn't bother to answer, the ghost fairy had already started to write, but I didn't have time to say it." Zhu Erdan said.

As soon as he said this, the scholar who was ashamed before nodded again and again, thinking that this was the reason.

"Maybe." Li Xiuyuan didn't bother to argue.

He just paid a little attention to this ghost fairy, thinking that this is not an ordinary ghost fairy. He didn't feel strange when he was so close just now. He really didn't know how this extremely ghost fairy worked.

"Just let the young masters wait. Ten Niang has already made preparations. Today's performance is the Three Songs of Plum Blossoms. I invite the young masters to enjoy it quietly."

Suddenly, a little servant girl came out from the side door at this time, bowed to everyone, left after leaving a sentence.

"Shi Niang is coming, which is great. We waited so long just to hear Shi Niang play the piano. Other women's piano skills are far behind Shi Niang's. Ever since I listened to Shi Niang's music, other songs I don't care to appreciate it."

"That's right, the reason why I came to this piano pavilion is for Shi Niang. If Shi Niang doesn't play the piano, Xiaosheng feels that eating is tasteless."

All of a sudden, these scholars put away their thoughts, let go of the idea of ​​having fun, arranged their clothes, sat up, and prepared to listen to the wonderful song, and they didn't bother to distinguish whether the ghost was true or not.

"Ten Niang?"

Li Xiuyuan knew that this was probably a stage name, not his real name, he looked at it, but suddenly saw a woman walking with two little maids.

But I saw this woman combing her delicate hair in a bun with a jade hairpin on it, simple and delicate, her delicate face, without any 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 feel affectionate. The two maids behind are holding a lyre, which is just the green leaves to accompany the flowers.

"It's really about looks." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.

This woman is different from the Hua Niang I met before, that Hua Niang is mature and charming, but this ten Niang is delicate and charming, making people love and love.

Most scholars obviously prefer this kind of women, because they are already weak enough, so they naturally like women who are weaker than themselves, so as to show their masculinity.

Li Xiuyuan is different, he doesn't choose, he likes both.

Of course, the premise is that there must be a predestined relationship, and the character must be correct, and you can't just look at the outside.

Ten Niang remained silent, but turned around and saluted everyone, her eyes swept over them slightly, and when she saw Li Xiuyuan, she was obviously taken aback.

"She knows me?" Li Xiuyuan noticed her surprised eyes.

Like meeting acquaintances in a strange place.

Chapter 349 The Guest Who Enters the Curtain

Li Xiuyuan looked at the artist girl named Shiniang not far away, thought for a while but shook his head, making sure that he and this person were really strangers.

There has never been an intersection before.

If there is an intersection, then he has influence, even if Qingmei met him once when he was a child, he still remembers it clearly.

"I've been wandering among ghosts, gods, foxes and monsters. In fact, I don't really have much contact with ordinary people. There should be no women who know me. I'm afraid this ten-mother is also weird." He thought to himself, feeling the need pay attention.

As his identity is gradually spread by ghosts and gods, more and more ghosts in the world will know the existence of Li Xiuyuan.

There are many people who are popular, let alone Li Xiuyuan, a natural saint. To put it bluntly, although he is just a scholar and not worth mentioning, his fate is here, and every move will affect the situation of the world. .

This situation may not be for mortals, but it may be for ghosts and gods.

Therefore, more and more people will draw Li Xiuyuan's attention.

There are good intentions and there are malicious ones.

Although Shi Niang paid a little attention to Li Xiuyuan, she didn't speak. She just bowed to everyone, and then said nothing. The two maidservants behind her placed the piano instruments, and then knelt down in front of the piano case, cleansing their hands and burning incense. , Adjusting the tone, a series of hands-on actions, looks elegant and graceful, in line with the image of a talented woman in the minds of scholars.

From these small movements alone, it can be seen that this ten mother must be a master of playing the piano.

"Is this the Ten Niang who everyone is struggling to equal? ​​She is indeed very beautiful." Ning Caichen couldn't help praising softly at this moment, but immediately felt a little disappointed.

He would have had such a confidante, Nie Xiaoqian, the female ghost in Lanruo Temple.

It's a pity that my fate with him is shallow, people and ghosts have different paths, and in the end I can only say goodbye, and watch her go to reincarnation and reincarnation.