The Old Lady is Not Cute, Super Fierce

The doors of other boxes are unguarded, but it is also miraculous that someone is guarding the door of this box.

She gently pulled the woman guarding the door, and asked in a low voice, "Who is here?"

The woman guarding the door immediately replied honestly: "This is Mr. Shen Wuming."

Seeing the gatekeeper, she mentioned only one person. She wondered, "Why just say one person? What about other people? For example, the person who accompanied the wine."

The gatekeeper woman said: "No, Mr. Shen said to let him stay alone, so my mother asked me to guard at the door. If Mr. Shen has anything to do, you can go in with a shout."

"It's amazing that you have to stay alone when you come here."

The woman who asked shook her head, she turned around and walked in the direction she came from, her steps were light, as if she had just touched water, and she had a very high level of lightness kung fu.

She limped around, and soon came to a place where there was no one around, and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon there was an extremely soft voice from inside: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, the girl walked in. While closing the door, she bowed to the inside and said, "My lord, I'm back."

It was a woman who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in plain white clothes, with a face like ice, looking cold.

But those slightly raised pupils and the look like spring water in the eyes gave this iceberg-like person a strange charm, a feeling full of temptation.

Her pink and tender lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft, just listening to it made people feel very comfortable: "Ju'er, you came back so quickly, it seems that you have encountered something interesting , tell me, what is it?"

Obviously, this woman is Bai Linlang, and the person called Ju'er is Ju among the four maids of Lan Zhu Ju Mei.

"My lord, Ju'er was just walking outside to see some interesting characters, but when she passed by a box, she heard the person inside talking to herself, it seemed to be some kind of poem."

"Poetry?" Bai Linlang chuckled, not seeming to care too much: "I guess it's for showing off to the girl next to me."

"I asked the doorkeeper, and she told me that the person was only in the box alone, so she felt strange. This seemed to be a bit of fun, so she came back and told the adults."

Bai Linlang's eyes lit up slightly: "Alone? Didn't you ask a woman to accompany you?"

Ju'er quickly said: "Yes, I am alone, I have no friends, and I don't have a woman to accompany me to drink."

Hearing this, Bai Linlang finally became interested: "What did he say?"

Taking out the paper and handing it to Bai Linlang with both hands, Ju'er said, "It's weird when he said 'wrong step, what is the red dust, what is the dream, what is the skeleton', not like the poems that ordinary scholars would read. "

After taking the paper from Ju'er's hand, Bai Linlang opened it and read it slightly.

"One wrong step, ten feet of the world of mortals; a hundred years of dreams, a pink skeleton."

After reading, her eyes just looked at the paper, looked at the poems on it, and finally stopped at the last sentence.

"Dream for a hundred years, Pink Skull, that's right, that's right..."

Ju'er raised her head to look at Bai Linlang who was feeling emotional there, and asked cautiously: "My lord, you seem to like this poem very much?"

"It's not that I like it. It's better to say that I like it than I hate it." Bai Linlang said, continuing to look at the paper in his hand.

Ju'er looked at the face of her lord, at the expression of the other party just looking at the poems on the paper, focused, with a hint of helplessness, and even smiled.

This expression is obviously very approving, how could it be disgusting?

Bai Linlang asked suddenly: "What's this man's name?"

"Shen Wuming, that old lady even asked a sister to guard the door so that she could go in to serve at any time. It seems that she has a good impression of this person."

"Shen Wuming...?"

Bai Linlang secretly wrote down the name.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and then came in a woman who was about the same age as Ju'er and looked about 15 years old. She was more mature than Ju'er, with a calm expression.

"Sir, I'm back."

Bai Linlang put away the paper, "Lan'er, you're here, tell me, what interesting discovery do you have?"

Shaking her head, Lan'er said: "There is nothing interesting, but I heard a news that Ma Yanfang, the Hunyuan thunderbolt master whip, has also come to Luxian Town, and it seems that he intends to snatch the Maha Blood Sword."

"Is that Ma Yanfang who is known as the best whip in the world?" A smile appeared in Bai Linlang's eyes: "Very good, this news is good."

At this time, another voice came from outside the door.

"Miss Bai, it's almost time."

It was the old man's voice.

Lan'er and Ju'er glanced at Bai Linlang, and they couldn't help persuading: "My lord, you have a noble status, so you don't need to do these things at all."

"It's okay, it's just for the experience. If you don't get in touch with some things, how can you really understand them? What's more, I'm just selling art, not selling myself. Why should I be in such a hurry? Go get ready, I want to meet for a while Here are the quacks, let’s see how chivalrous these self-proclaimed chivalrous men are.”

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Chapter 57 Fighting Poetry Two in One

The originally bustling first floor of Baixiang Pavilion suddenly became quiet because a man came in outside.

This man looked about 40 years old, a little fat, wearing a light-colored robe, with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression. Seeing so many quacks in this scene, he just looked around and raised his head. With his right hand, he gently stroked his beard.

His gait is steady, and it looks like he has worked hard all year round. His lower body looks extremely stable, and his hands are covered with calluses. One layer is broken and the other is new, which is obviously caused by frequent exercise.

"Oh, my lord, please come with me!" Several women walked up and greeted the new guest. He just smiled slightly, and walked in with the woman without saying a word. Say.

After a while, there was a sound again on the quiet first floor.

"That person just now couldn't be Ma Yanfang, the whipper of Hunyuan Thunderbolt, right?"

A man whispered to another man at the same table.

"It seems to be him. Look at that hand. The joints are protruding one by one. This is the characteristic of the thunderbolt master who has practiced Tai Chi."

The other person also whispered back.

Although the voice was low, many of the people around were quacks, and none of them were particularly weak. Naturally, they could hear clearly, and there was a lot of discussion immediately.

"It is said that this Taiji thunderbolt magic hand is the world's first-class whipping method. The palm is used as the whip, which is extremely fast and powerful!"

"That's natural. According to legend, there was a young man named Pi Owen who went to challenge at that time. He had condensed more than 300 acupuncture points in his body. He was an absolute genius and his strength was also very good. In the end, he was hit by the horse Yan Fang in an instant. In the five places, we can't do it again, but fortunately this horse Yan Fang didn't do anything cruel, otherwise that person would have lost his life."

"Master Ma also recruits a wide range of apprentices. Now there are many people worshiping under him, at least dozens of people!"

Shen Mengyan was very fascinated by listening to the above, and only thought that this person named Ma Yanfang was amazing. Hearing what these people said, this is a master who is proficient in fist and palm. A master who has mastered more than 300 acupuncture points is even more willing to let many people lose to him.

From the sound of it, this person should be an excellent talent pair, powerful, well-measured, and willing to teach many people.

But at this time, a person below suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that this Tai Chi Thunderbolt God Hand has a unique spear move called Tai Chi God Push. Once the true energy in the body erupts, the person who has been hit by the move will not be able to control himself. If he makes a full attack, It can easily cause a person's internal organs to burst, and the seven orifices to bleed to death, which is impossible to guard against."

These words attracted the attention of many people, and some people wondered: "Is there such a move?"

"That's right, indeed, I was lucky enough to see it once." Another person said: "At that time, I met a robber on the road. The robber was very powerful. I was completely invincible. Fortunately, the master passed by. He just slapped it down and saw nothing special. The robber suddenly shook his hands and feet, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, and behaved in a turbulent manner, then fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices."

As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of exclamation from the surrounding crowd, just one slap, the person seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and then the seven orifices bleed to death, no matter how strange and terrifying it sounds.

"But thinking about it, for Master Ma, a person like me who was rescued casually didn't remember it. He didn't seem to know me at all just now, so I didn't dare to go forward to recognize me."

"By the way, isn't there a man named Tu Hu Kuang Dao who is very popular recently? I don't know how he compares with this Master Ma."

Shen Mengyan regained her spirits immediately and concentrated her attention a little.

"Is it Shen Mengyan who slaughtered the tiger? This woman is not simple. It is said that in Huaidong City, she beheaded Qijue ghost hand Qian Zhong with a single knife, and then encountered Qian Zhong's senior brother Xiaogui hand Heshan in Luxian Town. Surprise attack, she Forcibly resisting the opponent's blow, he turned around and killed the opponent on the spot with a few moves, and he didn't even give any face to Mr. Li who came to save him, he just turned around and left."

"Is she so crazy?"

"That's right, very arrogant. Although the tone of the speech seems a little ladylike, but this attitude is really crazy, and it is worthy of being called a crazy knife."

Shen Mengyan couldn't help narrowing her eyes while listening above.

Am I crazy?Obviously I was very polite, but at the time I called myself a little girl and reasoned with him, but I didn't do anything at all.

Although she was dissatisfied with the title of Crazy Saber, she still liked the other parts very much, and she felt a lot of joy in her heart.

At this time, the communication below also entered the place that she cared most about.

"Although this tiger-slaying mad knife is powerful, it only deals with people who have not stepped into the cultivation state, and Mr. Ma, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt God Whiphand, is a master of the cultivation state. How about defeat? If these two fight, I will bet on Mr. Ma better, even if the outcome cannot be settled with one move, the winner can be determined within ten moves."

"I don't think ten moves are needed. I can't say that she can defeat that woman with one move. You say she is a madman, a yellow-haired girl with no hair at all, how strong can she be at a young age? You must know that this sword technique is extremely powerful." Those who focus on strength, lack of hand strength, young age and not much internal strength, even if they can exert enough strength at the beginning, they will not be able to last for too long."

Shen Mengyan turned her head slightly, looked at her right arm, exerted a little force, and suddenly that place bulged.

The training these days is still very effective. Not to mention the changes and strengthening of the body such as internal force exercises, physical exercise has also brought positive effects. Today, she is no longer the one who squats two or three times and is about to die of pain Shen Mengyan, now, even if she doesn't use her internal strength or moves, she can defeat ten of her former selves simply by relying on her strength.

What's more, this Mingzun's glazed body also comes with a hammer for the body, otherwise she would not dare to directly rely on her own body to resist the palm strike of the little devil's hand Heshan, and even successfully counter-kill him.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, and a woman's voice rang out from outside.

"Young Master Shen."

That voice belonged to the old man, and Shen Mengyan shouted in a deliberately neutral voice: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and it was the old man who walked in. She walked forward with a smile, and said to Shen Mengyan: "Mr. What is the test question?"

Bai Shishi?Isn't it Bai Linlang?I can't say no, maybe it's a pseudonym, after all, they all have the surname Bai.

Shen Mengyan thought to herself, and smiled at the old man: "Thank you, sister."

"Just for your little mouth that has been smeared with honey, it's okay to be tired." Following this sister, the smile on the old man's face became wider. She fiddled with her nails and lowered her tone slightly: "I tell you, this poem Miss Poetry, I plan to use poems as the topic, and flowers as the topic, you can start thinking about it now, it takes a lot more time than others."

"Poetry? It's very elegant." Shen Mengyan gently fanned the fan in her hand, with the same smile on her face, looking confident.

Seeing that Mr. Shen didn't look nervous at all, the old man knew that this young master must have ink in his belly, so he said with a smile: "Then congratulate Mr. Shen in advance!"

Shen Mengyan clasped her fists slightly: "I have to thank my sister for her help."

As the old man left, Shen Mengyan smiled and shook her head.

Of course, she remembered more poems, and compared with other poems, there were more poems about flowers.