Villain: The hostess collapsed after killing the woman to preach

now.

Between heaven and earth, all sounds are silent.

"Crack!"

From above the nine heavens, a thunderbolt crashed down!

Immediately afterwards, above the high altitude where Ning Jie was located, white gas surged from all directions, filled the sky, and lingered for a long time!

And in that white sea of ​​air, a faint white light can be faintly seen!

I don't know who shouted:

"Awe-inspiring spirit! It's awe-inspiring spirit!"

In an instant, everyone looked up one after another, their eyes were full of astonishment, and the even more excited literati actually prostrated and knelt down!

Awe-inspiring spirit, no one can tell what it is!

But it represents Wensheng!

Represents the highest glory of Wen Dao!

Once someone can attract awe-inspiring aura through poetry, it is tantamount to being recognized by the literary sage, and also recognized by heaven and earth!

Ning Jie's poem actually attracted the cohesion of awe-inspiring aura.

Enough to see the wonderfulness of this poem!

Ning Jie was also slightly surprised, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

As expected of asking him to copy the poem twenty times, it's really awesome!

After a long while, the awe-inspiring aura dissipated, and the legs of the literati prostrate on the ground trembled.

However, their eyes fell on Ning Jie one after another.

The previous disdain has completely disappeared, and some are just admiration and respect!

"The villain has studied poetry and books for more than [-] years, but I didn't expect to be a mediocre person. I don't know such a great talent as Mr. Ning. I have no eyes!"

He used the word Mr. Ning Jie to address this junior, which is enough to show the importance of Ning Jie in his heart at this moment!

The literati around also bowed their heads in shame.

"The poems written by Mr. Ning attract visions from heaven and earth, and the awe-inspiring aura stays together for a long time. Mr. Ning is a great talent. You should be called the reincarnation of the literary sage!"

"It's really a good saying, 'Come out of the mud without being stained, and clean the waves without being demon'! This is the nobleness that a person of literary and moral virtue should have! Xiao Sheng has been taught today!"

"Mr. Ning, please be respected by Xiaosheng!"

"Please be respected by Xiaosheng!"

What made Ning Jie unbelievable was that all the educated literati at the scene saluted him one after another, which made him a little embarrassed.

But after thinking about it, what's wrong with memorizing poems by myself?

Besides, how can this kind of behavior be called stealing poetry for scholars?

This is called stealing poetry!

Seeing Ning Jie behave like this, Si Luo was also very happy.

Overjoyed, she didn't care about other people's eyes, she hugged Ning Jie's arm and gave him a thumbs up!

And Li Yun gave Ning Jie a meaningful look.

As for Shi Aoyu, he clenched his fist tightly at this moment.

He couldn't believe that Ning Jie had such a talent!

And what's even more exaggerated is that the poems he wrote can even arouse the awe-inspiring spirit of heaven and earth!

Damn!

hateful!

Ning Jie turned around slowly, seeing Shi Aoyu's devastated expression, felt very relieved.

You are just a native of Tianyan Continent!

Want to fight labor?

It doesn't matter if you have that strength!

Waste stuff!

At this time, someone suddenly screamed.

"I recognize it. Mr. Ning is the genius who wrote the song 'Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom' in Baihualou yesterday!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd immediately exploded for the second time!

"It turns out that this poem was also written by Mr. Ning. I was there yesterday, but like everyone else, I drank too much and didn't remember Mr. Ning's appearance very much. I am really ashamed!"

Ning Jie smiled and waved his hands, then looked at Shi Aoyu with disdain and said:

"It's okay, I just want to know if the promise just now still counts?"

Before Shi Aoyu could speak, the older man in charge of the poetry meeting brought a carving knife, and said righteously:

"Of course I will remember, I will handle this matter myself, Mr. Ning's poem is peerless!

There is no doubt that the poems and essays in the pavilion can be reached, so the old man scraped off all the poems and essays in the pavilion with his own hands, leaving only Mr. Ning's one! "

Although everyone was surprised, no one stopped them.

After all, the facts are in front of you, how can the light of rice grains compete with Haoyue?

However, Ning Jie stopped the person in charge and said lightly:

"The way of literature, there is no precedence, no high and low, a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending is the kingly way! Just scrape off Shi Aoyu's poems, after all, this is what he promised!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded with emotion.

"It's a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending! Mr.'s words made me wake up like a dream!"

"This is the kind of heart that a man of literature and morals should have! I am really ashamed to wait in front of Mr. Ning!"

"The style of the gentleman, the mountains are high and the waters are long!"

Ning Jie smiled lightly.

Today is really praised!

And the smile on Shi Aoyu's face at the beginning has completely disappeared, because that smile has been transferred to Ning Jie's face.

He watched helplessly as the poems he bought with a lot of money were scraped off bit by bit, and Ning Jie's poems were covered on them.

Heartache!

ashamed!

This scraped not only his poems, but also slapped him in the face!

Shi Aoyu looked at Ning Jie viciously, as if sparks were about to burst out of his eyes!

"You wait for me! You will cry soon!"

After saying the harsh words in his heart, Shi Aoyu threw off his sleeves and strode away, Li Yun followed quickly.

Si Luo stretched out his hand to hold his sister, but Li Yun broke free.

Si Luo was puzzled, and looked at Ning Jie suspiciously, but Ning Jie didn't understand why.

People around heard that the sage here was alive, and rushed over in an endless stream!

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ning Jie simply took Si Luo to escape quietly.

By the lake, the scenery is just right.

Ning Jie and Si Luo walked side by side, looking like a couple of immortals who lived in seclusion.

Si Luo put his hands behind his back and kicked scattered wild flowers on the side of the road with his embroidered shoes, looking like an innocent girl.

"I didn't expect you to be quite good at composing poems here!"

Ning Jie smiled indifferently, and turned to look at Si Luo.

"Actually, I have something more powerful, do you want to see it?"

Si Luo raised his head and asked:

"What? Give me Kangkang?"

Ning Jie pretended to be mysterious and said:

"Not suitable for children!"

Although she has never had actual combat experience, she is still a girl who has read many banned books. Si Luo naturally knows what Ning Jie means.

Usually, when encountering Ning Jie who is so out of shape, she would just scold him and stop entangled with this guy.

But now in a good mood, Si Luo glanced at Ning Jie.

The corner of the mouth raised slightly, with a sly smile and said:

"Come on! Let this girl see you!"

Ok?

Seeing that Si Luo was so uncharacteristically bold, Ning Jie was slightly taken aback.

At this time, I saw Ning Jie's performance.

Si Luo stood in front of Ning Jie, looked up at him, and laughed.

"What? Is it because of low self-esteem? Don't worry, I won't laugh at you!"

While laughing, she tiptoed and touched the back of Ning Jie's head.

Too embarrassing!

Ning Jie pushed away Si Luo's hand, and said harshly:

"There will be times when you cry in the future!"

Si Luo was about to continue laughing, but Ning Jie's face suddenly changed, and he leaned over and whispered in Si Luo's ear:

"There are flies in the back!"