"Writing? It's a big breath. Could it be that you want to test me on whether I can read or not. Haha..."
Liu Guancen sneered again and again, he had never been insulted like this before.
Yu Dushi was also anxious, and sent his thoughts, "Boy, if you dare to play with me with fire, I will make you regret it."
Everyone became interested, it was more fun than guessing charades, they spoke one after another, or blaming Liu Guancen, or teasing Yu Dushi.
The so-called high-ranking monks, upright immortals and immortals, even if they attained enlightenment for eight hundred autumns, they are still full of vulgar blood in their bones. In fact, the longer their life is, the more lonely they will be.
Xu Yi smiled and said, "It's because Brother Guancen can't read or write. If Brother Guancen answers the word I wrote correctly, Yu Dushi will lose to Brother Guancen in addition to fulfilling the contract. If If Brother Guan Cen gives the wrong answer, how about thinking that Brother Guan Cen owes me a favor?"
He could see that this Yu Dushi wanted to prostitute himself for free, but he had to save himself. Besides, since he had been involved, he had to work hard to turn the crisis into an opportunity.
Hearing what Xu Yi said so solemnly, everyone became more and more excited, wondering what kind of words Xu Yi was going to write.
Liu Guancen also restrained his frivolity a little, and said loudly, "It's not that Liu is bragging, "Zi Shuo" and "Xu Fu", Liu does not say that he knows everything by heart, but he is also familiar with it. If fellow Taoists make up their own characters, Liu can only do nothing. "
"That's right, you kid isn't planning to invent characters on your own." The pretty freckled female cultivator called Song Qingying, staring at Xu Yi with big black eyes.
She longed for Yu Dushi to take off her veil, so she naturally stood by Liu Guancen's side and wanted to plug the loopholes for Liu Guancen first.
Xu Yi said, "Xu can't do the tricky things, and the words he writes must be the same as "Zi Shuo" and "Xu Fu". I hope Brother Guan Cen is as knowledgeable as he said."
Liu Guancen was high-spirited, pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Come out quickly. If I answer wrong, I owe you ten favors. If I answer right, I don't want your life, boy, but I must give you a few slaps to make you swell." Remember, remember that misfortune comes from your mouth.”
Xu Yi turned his palm and took out a piece of snow-white paper, and with a wave of his hand, a word fell on it, "Brother Liu, read it."
"This, this, this..."
Liu Guancen's face was flushed red, his eyes were swollen like bull's eyes, he wished he could stare Xu Yi to death on the spot.
The whole place was dead silent, and suddenly, Song Qingying let out a snort, and finally couldn't hold it any longer, clutching her stomach, and bent over laughing, "Oh my mother, I'm so ridiculous, Sister Yu, where did you find this narrow-minded person?" , it's too bad."
Yu Dushi also tried his best to purse his mouth, and clenched his fist tightly with a pair of slender jade gloves in his sleeves, and already made rows of white marks in his palms.
Xiao Tao behind her couldn't help it no matter what, she covered her mouth and laughed wildly.
In order to save face for Liu Guancen, or to maintain their demeanor, Wu Si and the others kept their mouths shut and did not smile, but each of them had extremely weird expressions. Obviously, it was quite hard to hold back.
"Brother Guancen, let's read it and see if Brother Liu's answer is wrong or right."
Xu Yi sent the blood-red big characters with broken nests to Liu Guancen.
Liu Guancen waved his hand heavily, turning the paper into pieces of snowflakes, "My boy, you dare to take advantage of me, you win."
In front of everyone's eyes, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't brazenly mess around, he can only admit defeat.
Xu Yi clasped his fists and said, "Brother Liu deserves to be a sincere gentleman. It's hard to say how to explain it to others. Only a sincere gentleman like Brother Liu can be so open-minded. Admiration, admiration."
"You are really shameless. You used cunning to win brother Liu, and now you are flattering me. Is your face made of a city wall? However, I have learned a trick from you today. Who will come with me someday? Embarrassing, I also write the word 'wrong' to test whether he will answer wrong."
Although it was scolding, Song Qingying couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling while talking.
It turned out that what Xu Yi left on the paper just now was the word "wrong". He first used words to deceive Liu Guancen. "Fu" memorized backwards, and the answer can only be wrong.
"It's no surprise that a sincere gentleman meets a shameless villain. Yu Dushi, what is the identity of this Xu Yi?"
Meng Changlai, who was dressed in plain robes, said in a cold voice that he was happy to see Liu Guancen suffer, but he couldn't see Xu Yi's success as a villain. Means that cannot be countered.
Xu Yi said, "Xu Yi, I'm a hero in Sanxianyuan."
"You were the one who solved the Sima family's century-old mystery?" Song Qingying exclaimed in surprise.
"It's just mere trifles, nothing to worry about." Xu Yi cupped his fists.
"It turns out that he is a petty official, no wonder he looks like a philistine, and he knows all kinds of tricks and tricks." Meng Changlai said coldly.
A trace of embarrassment flashed accurately on Xu Yi's face, and he sighed deeply, "Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. , be an idler, to a piece of piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds. Life is impermanent. Although I am a monk, I am afraid that there are fewer joys and more worries. I don’t know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick. Only the moon is cold and the sun is warm. Come to fry life. What can I do if I really cultivate for longevity? The encounters in half a lifetime are like flowing water in the east. I don’t know what life is like everywhere. It should be like Feihong stepping on the snow mud, leaving fingers and claws on the mud by chance, and Hongfei’s reckoning thing. Today and everyone What a blessing to meet you!"
When these words came out, all the people in the audience straightened their eyes.
Huang Mei secretly said, "This bastard, his acting skills are really superb, he can act whatever people want. These sour guys will definitely be limped by this old devil."
With just a few words, Xu Yi Qingshan's image of a frustrated guest popped into everyone's hearts.
Meng Changlai cupped his fists and said, "Meng is being abrupt, please forgive me, Brother Xu."
This group of people prides themselves on being refined scholars. The so-called refined scholars do not lie in their high cultivation base and high family background, but in their demeanor and demeanor. Xu Yi's performance is obviously a melancholy among refined scholars.
If Meng Changlai didn't apologize for the previous Meng Lang, he might be looked down upon by everyone.
Xu Yi walked two steps west, and stood in front of the water beside the hall, "Brother Meng is serious, Xu came here by chance and disturbed everyone's interest, so I will leave."
Everyone was provoked by him, how could they let him go, Wu Si, as the host, invited him to sit down, "We have a lot of friends, and we have never met such a wonderful person as Brother Xu. Today, In any case, let’s leave as much as we want. Dare I ask Brother Xu, where did you get this full of articles?”
Xu Yidao, "The rise and fall of the eternal dream of prosperity makes the poet's eyes tired of the world. It's just that there are too many places to go, too many things to encounter, and too many things to think about. It's hard to shake the heart. If there are clouds in the sky, the wind and smoke are clean, Tianshan The same color, drifting from the current, anywhere. After a long time, I will naturally gain some sour insights, laughing and laughing."