So cruel!
Fu Xiaoguan shook his head and drank a glass of wine.
Huo Huaijin looked at Su Su twice again, thinking that this was the Taoist temple's sword of love.
Use the piano as a sword, use love as a sword. The girl is still unaware of this, so she can only use the piano as a sword.
Taoist temples rarely appear in the world. The martial arts world has a deep understanding of the sword forest and knife mountain, but relatively less knowledge of Taoist temples and Buddhist sects.
But Huo Huaijin knew this because the Zhenxi Palace was originally a martial arts family.
The fact that Susu had easily killed a bandit shocked Xi Xunmei, Ning Yuchun and Yu Wenjun. This seemingly harmless little girl had actually cut off the body of the bandit with just the sound of a string - this was simply unbelievable!
They looked at Susu, but Susu calmly lowered her head and drank secretly.
Those gazes were quite weighty, and Susu felt embarrassed, so she put down the wine bottle and lowered her head even lower.
Ji Linchun looked at the two pieces of corpse on the snow, his face pale.
She understood why those people in Shuiyue Temple did not dare to attack Fu Xiaoguan.
Since they have already arrived at Prince Hui's Mansion, why do they have to go out through the front door?
Ji Linchun was puzzled, and Yu Wendao was also puzzled. Fu Xiaoguan didn't ask him to borrow the sword. "Then, who is guarding the back of this prince's mansion?"
Since this person rushed out from the front door, it means that there is something even more terrifying behind the back door.
"Third Senior Sister Su Rou."
"Oh..." Yu Wendao nodded, thinking about the ordinary woman with a pair of thin eyes who was embroidering mandarin ducks all the time. She actually practiced the seamless needlework!
With her in the backyard, the people inside had no choice but to break out through the front door.
Su Rou was sitting on the wall in the backyard at the moment. She was not embroidering, but drinking.
It's so cold, and you let me stay here to guard, but you don't let me go in to fight. I kill one person and then disappear without a trace. What are you doing?
He had his eldest brother go to the Confucius Temple and ask him to tear it down... What kind of nonsense was that? There was nothing in the temple except wooden and clay statues, so what was the point of his action?
Su Rou didn’t know, and Su Jue actually didn’t know either.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at Susu at this moment, reached out and rubbed Susu's head, which made Susu a little uncomfortable. She turned away but failed to avoid it.
"Come out later, don't kill me, I want to live."
"oh."
Su Su just said this one word.
There was no more movement from inside the door, and Fu Xiaoguan was not in a hurry. After waiting for dozens of breaths, they thought that the show was over and it was a bit boring, so they started drinking again.
"During the Lanting Poetry Gathering on the Lantern Festival, my dear little official, you must come up with another good poem and put it on the thousand-stone tablet to overshadow Wen Xingzhou's poem!"
Only then did Fu Xiaoguan remember what Qin Bingzhong had told him about Wu Chaowen's boat trip.
This guy is amazing. Twenty years ago in Taihe, he came to Beijing to participate in the Lantern Festival Poetry Meeting. His poem "Qingyu'an, Shangyuan" was listed first in the list of thousands of Lantern Festival poems and essays on stone tablets.
This person is truly talented and knowledgeable, unlike me... Fu Xiaoguan touched his nose embarrassedly and said with a smile: "He is a great scholar of the Wu Dynasty, who am I?"
Xi Xunmei was displeased upon hearing this. "You're just being too self-deprecating. Your Water Melody Song was ranked first in the A-list of Mid-Autumn Festival Poems and Essays among the Thousand Stele Stones, so why can't this Lantern Festival Poem and Essay be ranked first? And now in the Yu Dynasty, you're truly the foremost among the literati. I heard from that old fellow Shangguan Wenxiu that your piece 'On the Youth of the Yu Dynasty' will also be put on the list for a vote by five great scholars on Lantern Festival night. Shangguan Wenxiu meant that this piece could be ranked first in the A-list of Miscellaneous Essays among the Thousand Stele Stones. Look, if you get first place in the Lantern Festival Poem and Essay, wouldn't that mean you'd be first among all three steles? Looking around the world, who else could do that? Not even Wen Xingzhou!"
Thinking about the thousand stone tablets was like thinking about tombstones. Fu Xiaoguan was just about to say that he would not get involved in the Lantern Festival poetry gathering, but he found that everyone's eyes were looking at him, and those eyes were full of expectations!
Especially Yu Wenjun and Yan Xiaolou!
The first of the three monuments!
What an amazing achievement!
In Yan Xiaolou's opinion, this honor is higher than having three prime ministers in the Yan family.
So, under the pressure of these gazes, Fu Xiaoguan swallowed his words and said embarrassedly: "There is no best in literature. I can only say to give it a try."
Xi Xunmei nodded in satisfaction. No one dared to guarantee that his poems could be engraved on thousands of stone tablets, let alone the first column of character Jia.
After Ji Linchun finished writing everything, she nervously handed it to Fu Xiaoguan. She thought Fu Xiaoguan would take a look at it, but she didn't expect Fu Xiaoguan to just put it into his sleeve pocket.
At this moment, more than thirty people suddenly rushed out from the opposite gate.
These people were holding various weapons. The person in front was holding a standard shield. Behind the shield were three archers. The moment they rushed out of the gate, they shot three arrows at the pavilion.
Susu's hand fell on the strings again. Huo Huaijin had already drawn out his spear, and the spear suddenly flashed past, "Ding ding ding!" Three shots accurately shot down three arrows. Susu stretched a string, and then there was a "clang..." sound, and the snowflakes were cut off again.
After this sound, Fu Xiaoguan and others saw a spark suddenly flash from the row of shields in front of them. Under this invisible blow, the shield bearers were knocked down as if by a hammer, and someone behind them flew into the sky with a sword in hand.
These people did not rush towards the pavilion, but flew in all directions at that moment.
Su Su was unhappy. She frowned and, holding the huge piano, smashed the roof of the pavilion with a "bang!"
She flew out, landed on top of the pavilion, and plucked three strings.
“Clang, clang, clang…”
Three pleasant string sounds were heard, and three people in three directions fell from the sky, splashing three tents of blood.
Su Su sat cross-legged on the top of the pavilion, her hands resting on the zither. Suddenly, a knife slashed down at her from mid-air. "Go!"
Along with the man's loud roar, the knife swept up the wind and snow and came towards him fiercely.
Susu stretched a string, and another "Zheng..." sound rang out. The snow and wind in the sky were shattered by the sound of the piano. The swordsman slashed three times in a row at that moment, but Susu did not look at him again, but plucked seven strings at the same time.
This time it was no longer a monotonous clanging sound, but had a certain rhythm, like a melody.
As the music started, the wind and snow surrounding Susu immediately dissipated, and seven invisible swords flew towards the fleeing bandits.
Incredibly fast!
But it is invisible!
Some people's arms fell off, some people's legs disappeared, and some people's heads flew off - well, this was an accident.
Su Su followed Fu Xiaoguan's instructions carefully and wanted to keep him alive, which was a bit troublesome.
The swordsman in front of her shattered her invisible sword intent with three strikes of his sword. The long sword suddenly flashed, and the wind and snow were suddenly split into two halves by this strike!
As if making way for this knife!
Su Su lowered her head and didn't even look at the knife coming from the air.
Fu Xiaoguan and others walked out of the pavilion, stood on the street, and looked up at the pavilion.
Susu was wearing a white dress with her long hair draped over her shoulders. She sat cross-legged with the piano on her knees.
She lowered her head and played the piano. The music was lingering, and she seemed to be intoxicated by it, as if she was unaware of the impending knife attack.
Huo Huaijin clenched the gun in his hand nervously. He didn't know if the little girl could block the knife - that was the sword of the sword mountain!
Using a tyrant sword to cut the soft zither... will the zither break or will the sword leave?
Along with the sound of the piano, there was also the snow around Susu, the birds flying in the distance, and the dozen or so bandits who were running but suddenly found that they were missing a limb.
Susu gently plucked a string, as if the lyrics and music had ended.
"bite……!"
The string emitted a clear tremolo, the snow seemed to dance to some rhythm, and the knife seemed to fall into the endless water.
Then Fu Xiaoguan and others saw a shocking scene!
The knife suddenly broke, and then left the man's hand, and then the man's hand left his body. The swordsman's face suddenly changed, "Sword of Love!"
The beard on his chin was broken off piece by piece, and then he clearly felt a sword touching his throat. He thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect the sword to suddenly disappear.
He fell from the air, blood flowing from his right arm, but he didn't care at all.
There was a bird resting on Susu's shoulder. Her hands had left the strings and the sound of the piano had long since dissipated, but the bird had not flown away, as if it was still intoxicated by the brief sound of the piano.
"The divine harp played a half-melody of farewell song and killed the second-rate master of Daoshan, Badao Tu Jing! The Taoist temple... is really powerful!" Huo Huaijin said with great admiration.
"Is this guy from Daoshan?" Fu Xiaoguan was quite surprised, because Bai Yulian was also a disciple of Daoshan.
"What's so strange about this? Daoshan never interferes with his disciples."
In other words, the Sword Mountain does not care what the disciples do when they leave the mountain. This is obviously different from the Taoist temple.
"Actually... the same is true for Jianlin." Yu Wendao paused and continued, "Don't think that just because the Seven Swordsmen of Jianlin followed me down the mountain, all the disciples of Jianlin are my own. In fact, there are many masters of Jianlin in various forces, such as Yuhuatai and Zijin Mountain!"
Recalling that Susu once followed Shisan Niang, she said that in front of Zijin Mountain, a sword suddenly appeared in the snow. Susu said that the masked woman in white was using Jianlin's Mantian Huayu Sword.
What about the Taoist temple?
"Only the Daoist academy. If they make a choice, then all the disciples of the Daoist academy will follow that choice. Now the Daoist academy seems to have chosen you, so you don't have to worry about the Daoist academy."
"Okay..." Fu Xiaoguan took another look at the pavilion with a broken roof. Susu had already come down and put the piano into the music case. Snowflakes were falling from the hole in the roof of the pavilion. They could no longer enjoy the banquet.
"Master Ning, I'll leave these bandits to you to interrogate."
"This is a mess..." Ning Yuchun shook his head. This mess is not easy to deal with!
"You called us here just to see this?" Yu Wendao asked.
"This is foreplay, don't rush it."
"Two just ran away."
"Oh...it's okay, I let them run away."
Fu Xiaoguan sighed inwardly. The old nun from Shuiyue Temple didn’t come out!
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