My right eye is a god-level computer

After the white mist, the figure became completely clear.

Brother Liu was also caught off guard and looked stunned.

In a flash, Brother Liu shook his head and smiled, "Who would have thought that this master who lived in seclusion in the city, transformed into a crazy calligrapher, and splashed ink at the birthday party of Mr. Nan in Kyoto, was actually the leader of the Chinese thousand-year-old sect, the hidden Mohist school?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Mofeng, who was originally sitting on the floor, put the brush in his hand on the desk and slowly stood up, "Brother Liu, I didn't say I was a leader."

Brother Liu was stunned, "Then who are you?"

Zhang Mo laughed wildly, "I didn't say I wasn't a leader."

Brother Liu's face suddenly darkened, "Don't force me to abandon the fine tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young."

"Hehe."

Zhang Mofeng stretched out his hands repeatedly, suppressing Brother Liu's anger in the air, "Calm down, I didn't say that the leader can only be one person."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "I am one of the leaders, are you satisfied?"

Brother Liu was stunned again.

The leader of the Mohist school is not one person?

Or, are there many masters of the Mohist School in the contemporary era?

Did I make a mistake before?

I actually assumed that there is only one master!

Brother Liu immediately looked up behind Zhang Mofeng. The white fog around him only dispersed 5 meters behind his feet. The terrain behind was still foggy and everything was unknown!

Brother Liu's mind changed.

This should be the case when one person is defeated, the white fog will retreat.

So today's scene is that many masters are here, waiting for me to pass the level?

"Haha."

Brother Liu smiled heartily, "Master Mofeng, die."

"Don't! I don't know martial arts."

Zhang Mofeng put his hands behind his back, "If you are not afraid of being laughed at, just beat me to death."

Brother Liu stepped forward, "Okay."

"Ah?"

Zhang Mofeng's face froze, "You should ask me what I am good at!"

"Forget it, I'll say it myself."

"I am a scholar, good at making couplets!"

"Have you heard of the couplet?"

"You can move forward only if you beat me today!"

Brother Liu frowned.

Mohist thought was surprised, so this first match was a literary competition?

"This is my Mohist territory, you are a guest, and you should follow the host's wishes!"

Zhang Mofeng stood up, "I'll come up with the first couplet first!"

Liu Di shook his head slightly, "Since there are many masters in the Mohist family, then forgive me for being frank, Master Mofeng is the first one to appear, proving that he has the lowest status. I'm very busy and will ignore you."

After Liu Di said this, he was about to walk away.

Hmm?

Zhang Mofeng's blood suddenly stagnated, and he felt that he would vomit blood before he started to compete.

"Wait a minute!"

"How can a young man be like this?"

"The ancients said, both civil and military, both civil and military!"

"Are you just a hard fist and no ink in your stomach?"

"Did you practice martial arts since childhood and take the opportunity to drop out of school?"

But Liu Di had never heard of it before and had already walked a few steps.

"Brother Liu, wait a minute, you owe me a favor!"

"You took my calligraphy!"

"I only give my calligraphy to great people who are responsible, strategic, and virtuous."

"You can leave, but that proves that you are a small-time celebrity, give me back my calligraphy!"

Zhang Mofeng put his hands on his waist.

But Brother Liu sighed slightly, turned his back and stepped back, came to Zhang Mofeng, and said sideways: "In three minutes, I will let you know who is a celebrity, and make a pair."

"Haha."

"You are a good boy if you dare to accept the challenge."

"This pair of couplets pays attention to the occasion, and it is the most representative of the level to use the things in front of you to make a pair."

Zhang Mofeng smiled and turned his head to look around, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the Queen of Oya, who had a proud figure and a beautiful face.

"Got it!"

"Brother Liu, listen carefully!"

Zhang Mofeng clapped his hands and pointed at Oya and said: "This woman is not a human, a fairy from the ninth heaven came to the mortal world!"

Brother Liu was stunned.

What kind of broken couplet is this?

Queen Oya tilted her head and frowned slightly, "Men, what else can they do besides entertaining women?"

"Haha."

Zhang Mofeng laughed, "Brother Liu, can't you answer this first couplet? Little noodle?"

Brother Liu shook his head and smiled, looking at Zhang Mofeng, "This man is so arrogant, he fell on his face when he came to the world."

"Huh?"

Zhang Mofeng glared, "You actually belittled me? Your couplet is not good at all, a joke!"

But Queen Oya couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

And in the pavilion in the distance.

Mr. Song smiled heartily and said to Elder Fanxi: "Brother Liu is quirky, this couplet is really interesting, but I heard that he studied business management when he was studying, and he should not be very good at writing. Master Mofeng continues to ask questions, he may have a hard time."

Fanxi also looked helpless.

He thought that the reincarnation of the four great gods actually had to accept the test of couplets, which was really difficult!

"Next, you have to show some skills. Jokes won't work!"

"Connect!"

Zhang Mofeng laughed, pointed to the thick white fog behind him, and said loudly: "Sanzhi Slope, three slopes; three slopes on Sanzhi Slope; climb three slopes under Sanzhi Slope!"

As soon as this couplet came out.

Mr. Lian Song's eyes lit up, "It's a good match! The paragraphs are connected at the end, the lines are connected at the beginning and the end, the starting and ending words are the same, and the most important thing is that it is adapted to the local conditions and describes the Sanzhi Slope under your feet! It's a good match!"

Several people at the scene looked at Brother Liu.

Such a difficult couplet, even a Chinese language professor would be scratching his head, right?

How should Brother Liu answer?

But the man in the white shirt also looked around the scene, and his eyes suddenly stopped at the pavilion where Mr. Song and the other man sat.

Then, Brother Liu laughed and said aloud: "Wangjiang Pavilion, look at the river flow; look at the river flow on the Wangjiang Pavilion; the river flows under the Wangjiang Pavilion!"

Hiss

Mr. Song was stunned again, and looked at the plaque on the pavilion, which read-Wangjiang Pavilion.

The reason why this pavilion is named so is that under the hillside not far from the pavilion, there is a tributary of the Yijiang River that passes through Dongshan Province, flowing slowly!

Mr. Song was secretly amazed.

In such a short time, observing the terrain and matching it absolutely, it's wonderful!

"I go?"

I saw Zhang Mofeng at this time, breaking his fingers, muttering: "Look against three, flow against slope, three lines against three lines, head and tail against head and tail, hiss, so neat!"

What an unconcealed talent!

Queen Oya's eyes flashed.

Although she didn't understand this complicated Chinese language.

But from the stunned looks of the crowd, she could clearly feel the astonishment that Liu Di brought to everyone.

She nodded slowly.

Most men are trash, but there are still a few who deserve the title of both talent and beauty!