Linglong, under the reminder of Zhou Nini, recited in a low voice:

"The clouds are gone and the cold are overflowing, and the silver man silently turns into the jade plate.

This night of life will not last long, so how can you see the bright moon next year?"

Most of the other onlookers do not know the writing and ink. Even if there are those who are proficient in it, it is difficult to describe the wonder of this poem for a while. They only use their eyes to see other people's reactions.

But I found that Jiang Taixu, Wu Yuan and others were extremely quiet.

Even Wu Yuan closed her eyes...

Aunt Chun couldn't figure out whether it was good or bad, so she asked Fang Lin.

Fang Lin had limited knowledge, and although he could tell the difference between good and bad, he could not tell the reason, so he just kept saying: "Okay, okay."

Aunt Chun was not easy to fool, so she asked in a low voice: "What's the good thing? Everyone is cheering for the poems. Why did Xiao Ning read it? No one said anything? I see that girl seems to be asleep..."

"Puff!"

Huang Honger, who was about to copy, couldn't help laughing out loud, but suddenly remembered the identity of this person and hurriedly remedy: "What Aunt Chun said is that some people are afraid that they can't taste good or bad, and they are already asleep."

Wu Yuan ignored the two of them, and the two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down. Such movements were a shock.

"The clouds are gone and the cold is overflowing..."

Jiang Taixu sighed and said, looking at Lin Ning, sighing: "The poem of the man is really every word. The meaning of the man is also high in mountains and rivers."

Linglong whispered to Zhou Nini: "Down clouds are the clouds in the evening. When there are clouds, the moon will be blocked. The first line of poetry means that the clouds in the evening are collected, and the heaven and earth are filled with cold air. Frost may not mean cold, but also the meaning of the moon as frost."

Zhou Nini looked at Lin Ning after hearing this, her eyes shining brightly, and said, "The next sentence I know that the jade plate is the moon, and the round moon is like a plate."

Hearing this, Linglong smiled and nodded, and whispered: "These two sentences are well written, and people leave a fragrance when they read the lips and teeth, as if they are in the scene at once."

Zhou Niniqi said: "Didn't we write about it?"

Linglong chuckled and said, "The little husband's poem contains a fairy spirit, which is not like being in the world. It is about us, not us."

Wu Yuan, who was beside her, suddenly opened her eyes, took out the handkerchief and wiped all her tears, and then looked at Linglong's little Taoist nun with praise, and said, "This is a great kindness."

Linglong Taoist nun shyly lowered her head, and Wu Yuan looked at Lin Ning again, and couldn't hide her appreciation in her eyes, saying, "The Suguan Langjun's jade-like appearance, and the zhilan orchid and jade-stories..."

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Huang Hong'er probably caught a cold and made a soft cough.

Wu Yuan glanced at her with a slanted eyes, ignored her, but she became more and more convinced that this demon witch girl was shameless!

Only when one judges others by oneself can the witch think that everyone is as shameless as her and will even have bad intentions towards a married man.

And before it was done, I tried my best to guard against others, which was simply inexplicable.

Although Wu Yuan also knew that Lin Ning used the Nine Tribulation Needle to help Huang Honger practice "Nine Tribulation Immortal Body", neither she nor Jiang Taixu cared too much.

First of all, even if there is the Nine Tribulation Needle to help Huang Hong'er, he may break into the Nine Tribulation Body and become the peak of the Grandmaster. However, if you want to go further, no one can help.

Judging from Huang Hong'er alone, the possibility of this is very slim.

Taking the last step, personal understanding and qualifications are actually not the most important.

Most people who can reach the level of a peak master are incapable of understanding and qualifications.

What you need most is actually the experience left by the ancestors of the ancestors and martial saints, which is the most precious.

However, the Demon Cult has never produced a second saint in the past thousand years...

As long as you cannot become a saint, for the three holy places, the Demon Cult is just a shameful rat.

Wu Yuan did not take Huang Hong'er to heart, and continued to smile at Lin Ning and said, "I thought my husband was cold and affectionate, and all the lovers were in the respect of his wife. After reading the last two sentences, I realized that my husband also regarded us as friends and felt deeply honored."

Linglong explained to the confusion Zhou Nini: "The little husband said: There may not be many beautiful nights like tonight in my life. I don't know who should enjoy the bright moon with whom I should share next year's day."

Before Zhou Nini could react, she smiled and said, "Of course it's still us!"

Linglong smiled and said nothing.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the female doctor from Jixia Academy burst into tears...

Because at this time next year, probably only two people here from Jixia Academy will leave.

Her parents have now become the guardians of Qingyun Village, and have settled in Qingyun Village.

And she has a stubborn disease and needs Lin Ning's long-term treatment and cannot leave her alone.

As for the demon witch, anyone can see what she is thinking, and I am afraid she will not be able to drive it away easily...

It was because of this that the female doctor in Jixia Academy moved Lin Ning's affection and thought that the last two lines of this poem were written for her.

Lin Ning smiled and nodded with Wu Yuan, saying, "It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar. The doctor is devoutly devoted to the great road, and can put down his posture, work and endure hardships with the common people. He also teaches with the girls in the village... I am also proud of having friends like this."

After the two of them respected each other with courtesy, Wu Yuan said to Tian Wuniang again: "The husband is the handsome man of the world, and the wife is also the best woman in the world. I respect him deeply."

Tian Wuniang has always been taciturn, and now she raised her glass and responded quietly: "The doctor comes from afar, there is no need for heretics."

Tian Wuniang's voice is different from the charm of Huang Hong'er and from Wu Yuan's warm and clear voice. Although the slightly sandy sound is not high-pitched, it makes people feel extremely powerful.

The two raised their glasses and drank to each other, and looked at each other and smiled slightly.

Finally, everyone's eyes fell on the host who proposed to hold this small Mid-Autumn Festival poetry festival.

However, when Huang Hong'er happily handed a stack of paper to Jun'er, Jun'er turned around and left hurriedly.

Huang Hong'er actually picked up a piece of sweet cake in front of everyone and started eating it.

Everyone: "..."

Wu Yuan reminded: "Where is your masterpiece?"

Huang Hong'er seemed to remember it and smiled playfully, "Forget it this time, I'll leave you some decent..."

Seeing everyone's contemptuous eyes, she swallowed the sweet cake and sucked the index finger. This action made the men present swallow saliva involuntarily.

Huang Hong'er glanced at Lin Ning from the corner of her eyes, and saw that he was still indifferent, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, the earnest spirit in her heart became more and more intense. She just waited for opportunities in the future and always wanted to make him surrender.

Huang Honger naturally didn't know that after learning Huzard's superb martial arts "The Magical Method of Moving Souls", as long as Lin Ning was prepared, then all the colors and desires in this world would be like a passing cloud to him.

Unless he takes the initiative to accept someone in his heart and lets go of his guard, he will be moved by it.

Huang Honger said seriously: "Okay, okay, I'll just admit defeat. Now I know that the so-called masterpieces of talented men and famous people I have seen before are as unsightly as mud. Although my works are much better than them, roughly the same as the two people in Jixia Academy, they are far inferior to the young man. I have a thin face, so I won't take them out and show off my ugly appearance."

Seeing Lin Ning frowning, Huang Honger quickly stopped to provoke the disagreement, smiled brightly, yawned and said, "Oh, it's so late, it's time to rest... I'll leave first, everyone will say goodbye."

After saying that, his body flew lightly and headed out of the courtyard.

Everyone knows that her demon witch is a person who was originally a "disease" and could pretend to be a pitiful person, but now she is getting better and worse.

But seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Jiuniang and Ning Nannan Second Primary School's little heads began little by little, and the dinner ended.

...

"Zi Yuan, what do you think the demon witch girl in the Demon Sect meant?"

On the way back to the inn from the mountain village, Wu Yuan frowned slightly and asked Jiang Taixu.

Jiang Taixu shook his head and said, "The demon girl is the daughter of the previous generation of demon lord Huangzhe. During the retreat of the previous generation of demon lord, she was harmed by her brother Emperor Hun, that is, the contemporary demon lord. However, for some reason, she did not cut off the weeds and removed the emperor Hong'er together, but instead made her a saint. The Demon Sect has always been lawless and cannot be regarded by common sense. The demon girl can survive in such an environment, and her nature is naturally extraordinary. Lin Langjun is in love with the robe and bowl of the Medicine King Valley, and will lose the Nine Tribulation needle for decades, which will be of great help to the supreme magic skills of the Demon Sect. At least before she breaks to the ninth tribulation, Lin Langjun should not be worried about the safety of Lin Langjun. The only thing to worry about is..."

“What is it?”

Seeing Wu Yuan so tight, Jiang Taixu looked at her with a little deeper look, and then said, "I am only worried that Huang Hong'er will use Qingyun Village to block the sword for her in the internal struggle of the Demon Cult. Lin Langjun and the others may not know that the internal struggle of the Demon Cult is so cruel. If they participate, the current atmosphere of Qingyun Village will be destroyed in an instant."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuan frowned and said, "Why not mention this matter to Langjun Lin?"

Jiang Taixu chuckled and said, "How come he hasn't mentioned it? Just..."

Before he could finish his words, he shook his head.

People like Lin Ning seem humble, but they are so proud inside.

Since he made the decision to take Huang Honger in here, he would not change it easily no matter what the purpose was.

It is a big taboo to communicate with others in a simple way, and Jiang Taixu will never repeatedly advise him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Taixu frowned slightly. The longer he got along, the more he thought about Lin Ning became more and more difficult to understand...

He has respect and admiration for Lin Ning.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have agreed to endorse Lin Ning's upcoming act of thieves in the school.

But as the chief disciple of Jixia Academy, he has always been very calm and clear about his identity.

The interests of the Academy are above everything else.

It is really not a good thing for a person who is increasingly unable to see through, especially when the world is about to undergo great changes.

For the three holy places, variables have always been hidden dangers.

However, Jiang Taixu was sure that Lin Ning was definitely not a bad person. At least, so far, he could not see the word ambition in Lin Ning...

Let's observe again...

"Um?"

Wu Yuan didn't know what Jiang Taixu was thinking, and was about to say something else, but before she could speak, she suddenly changed her expression and suddenly turned around and looked towards the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Taixu was even earlier than her. When her body moved, she rushed over as if she was slow and actually rushed.

There is exactly the direction of Longmen Inn.

With the power of a master, he is fighting in the other place, and his murderous aura is soaring to the sky!!

The sound of shouting is that if it is not Huang Hong'er, who is it?

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Chapter completed!