Chapter 192: Poem on the Lotus Pecking Under the Moon

Just as I was thinking about this, I met three people with the same poker faces outside the house.

"It's all your fault, Meng Zhi. You insisted on playing some game, causing me to be punished to sweep the spirit beast circle."

Ren Wangzhu complained softly and was punched by Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi: "Besides fighting with the spirit pig, did you sweep the spirit beast enclosure?"

Ren Wangzhu: "If I don't drive the pigs away, how can you guys sweep the floor in peace?"

Meng Zhi: "Is that what you call driving a pig? It's clearly riding a pig to cause trouble."

Zhao Feng had a deadpan expression on his face. "How dare you two quarrel? I'm the one who cleans the manure and sweeps the floor. You two just come here and start fighting, adding to the chaos."

Meng Zhi and Ren Wangzhu said in unison, "Shut up."

Meng Zhi folded his hands and said, "You accepted my high-grade spirit stones, but weren't you also very diligent when you were sweeping?"

Zhao Feng: “…”

There is nothing shameful about bowing down for spiritual stones.

Anyway, he was punished to sweep the spirit beast circle for a year, so what's wrong with earning some spirit stones?

The three of them each went their separate ways and went back to their own places, ignoring each other.

After the 303 clan rules were established, Zhao Feng's habit of urinating in the wild was forcibly changed.

He is no longer the gossip-loving person he used to be.

He was keen on fighting online with the person from Xuanling Sect who wrote a poem about two fish playing in the water.

You can fight with spiritual messages, without violating the sect rules or being punished, and it can also help you pass the time.

But the other party's poem about two fish playing in the water is almost more famous than the romantic stories written by Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng would never allow anyone to surpass him in this regard.

Therefore, he sought inspiration from the spirit pig, but apart from the curious content, the effect did not cause any waves.

The poem about Pisces playing in the water is a complete success.

Zhao Feng was so anxious that his mouth was blistered.

As he was walking back to the house, he caught a glimpse of Ye Xingzhou and Xiang Xiuyuan walking together. Zhao Feng immediately hid behind the wall and secretly checked.

He still remembered the last time they ate roasted corn in the yard and how Ye Xingzhou and Meng Zhi looked when they came back.

At that time, Meng Zhi's clothes were disheveled and there were teeth marks on his lower lip.

When people eat melons, they will have the ability to see and hear from afar. Don’t ask how this comes about, it’s just the spirit of eating melons.

Zhao Feng subconsciously observed whether Xiang Xiuyuan had any teeth marks, and he actually found a very faint teeth mark on Xiang Xiuyuan's lower lip.

Hiss! Nothing can escape his eyes!

The position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect should be given to Ye Xingzhou!

Zhao Feng rubbed his hands, quickly returned to the house, and started writing frantically.

Pisces playing in the water, right? He immediately came up with a masterpiece: Pecking Lotus Under the Moon.

〈A lotus stands in a clear pond, its color is pink and very beautiful.

At midnight, the Wangshu tree hangs high in the sky, reflecting the clear shadows in the pond, and two fish are circling the lotus.

Red and blue swim in the clear water, red splashes and pearls appear, while blue dwells in the jade water.

The lotus hangs down to touch the swimming fish, the red one takes a bite, and the blue one takes a bite.

How do you know, the wet lotus will peck at the fish, or the floating fish will peck at the lotus?

As soon as the poem "Pecking Lotus Under the Moon" was released, the jade slips became a hit that night. Zhao Feng even composed the melody and released it overnight.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Zhao Feng excitedly carried a shovel and ran to the spirit beast circle to start work.

No one can surpass him!

He wanted to see who could respond to his poem "Pecking Lotus Under the Moon"!

He, Zhao Feng, is the best writer of obscene poetry!

Today, Ye Xingzhou could hear the poem "Pecking Lotuses Under the Moon" wherever he went.

After sending Ren Wangzhu to take the make-up exam, Ye Xingzhou opened the jade slip and looked at it.

The pen name used to publish Yuexia Zhuohe was Feng Zouyi, and Ye Xingzhou had a bad feeling.

The protagonist of these two poems probably wouldn't just be targeting him.

Ye Xingzhou chewed it carefully. This red and blue fish was very meaningful.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the corner of Xiang Xiuyuan's blue clothes. Looking up, he saw him kneading glutinous rice flour to make glutinous rice balls with fermented rice wine.

Besides, the red fish, isn’t the outer sect’s uniform red?

But what the hell is this fish pecking at the lotus?

How could he not know who he kissed? Two of them, what a joke.

It definitely wasn't him.

Ye Xingzhou felt relieved. "Junior brother, have you seen this poem? Who is Zhao Feng trying to catch?"

While expressing his emotion, Ye Xingzhou also sighed twice.

"The fantasy of shoveling manure." Meng Zhi replied calmly.

How normal can one be if he even pairs pigs with people who write poetry?

"I think so too." Ye Xingzhou nodded in agreement.

As he was speaking, there was a bang.

Several people's attention was drawn to the source of the sound.

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes and saw Xiang Xiuyuan pressing down the table.

The white dough rolled on the ground, and Xiang Xiuyuan stood there, a little at a loss.

"I...didn't control my strength well." He explained in a low voice.

Ye Xingzhou: "Brother Xiang, it's not about strength. It's clearly because the table is too old and it's falling apart."

Xiang Xiuyuan looked at the dusty dough and wiped his palms. "I'll knead it again."

"No, this is still edible."

Ye Xingzhou stood up, picked up the dough, scraped off the dusty outer layer, and put it into a basin.

"Here, it's clean."

Xiang Xiuyuan winked and took the dough.

Ye Xingzhou turned his head and said to the person sitting on the swing, "Junior brother, come and make the glutinous rice balls with Senior Brother Xiang."

"And you?"

"I chop wood."

Ye Xingzhou dragged the cracked wooden table to the open space, picked up an axe and chopped the wooden table into pieces, which he used for burning firewood.

As it turns out, Meng Zhi's weaknesses all lie in cooking.

One glutinous rice ball filled up the entire bowl, and Ye Xingzhou regretted it while holding the bowl.

You will be so sick of this dumpling after eating it.

"Junior brother, how about I give you half?"

Meng Zhi didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Xingzhou.

Ye Xingzhou took a bite obediently. The glutinous rice ball was too big and the dough inside was still raw.

Ye Xingzhou silently put the dumplings back into the pot to cook, and at the same time decided that he would never let Meng Zhi into the kitchen again.

No one wants to eat what Meng Zhi cooks, so it is really not easy for Ye Xingzhou to bear it alone.

Ye Xingzhou supported his face and glanced sideways at Meng Zhi who was chewing slowly beside him.

His lips were very dry, and one of his lip lines was cracked. If he smiled, they would bleed. The skin on his face was also visibly dry.

What's going on day after day?

Ye Xingzhou rubbed his head.

"If you have lice on your head, go wash it." Meng Zhi said.

"Junior brother, if I get lice, you will be the first one to be infected." Ye Xingzhou said happily.

However, Xiang Xiuyuan accidentally broke the spoon in his hand again.

Ye Xingzhou tilted his head.

It seems like Senior Brother Xiang has been distracted today.

Seeing Xiang Xiuyuan was about to pick up the porcelain pieces, Ye Xingzhou hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother, don't pick it up with your hands, I'll just sweep it."

Xiang Xiuyuan pursed his lips, glanced at Ye Xingzhou quickly, and then looked away.

After Ye Xingzhou cleaned up the porcelain pieces, he sat down next to Xiang Xiuyuan.

"Brother Xiang, there's something wrong with you." Ye Xingzhou narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully.

Xiang Xiuyuan coughed lightly a few times and leaned back slightly.

"No, no."

Seeing that Xiang Xiuyuan was unwilling to speak, Ye Xingzhou said "oh" and sat up straight.

Xiang Xiuyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He always felt that the poem had a hidden meaning.

I feel embarrassed just thinking about it.

Frequent distractions and frequent mistakes.

Ye Xingzhou looked up at the azure sky and silently counted the days in his heart.

It would take three months for the junior brother to turn into a fish tail, so Yue Qianpan asked him to go to Xicheng to find the girl named Mei in half a month.

Let’s put Junior Brother’s matters aside for now.

After only three days in West City, he brought Miss Mei back to the sect first.

"I'm going out for a while."

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