Chapter 1669 Gorgeous Background Wall

The young man in red robe is none other than Lang Suxin. In the Demonic Territory of the East China Sea, he also has a nickname: Shishen.

As soon as Lang Suxin finished speaking, Jiuhuang felt that he had found a soulmate.

Haoyin's view was exactly the same as that of Lang Suxin, and he also believed that "Snowy Night on the Autumn River" written by Xu Yi must have been obtained by Long Jingxiu from some elegant tomb.

The so-called Ya Tomb refers to a tomb, but because excellent works unknown to later generations were accidentally unearthed in the tomb, it was named Ya Tomb.

This is extremely common in the entire demon realm and even the human world.

After all, not every masterpiece can be spread to the world.

There are too many treasures hidden among the endless tombs.

In the demon realm, there are also people with noble temperaments who regard poetry and articles as expressions of spirituality. After writing good works, they do not want to appear in the world, quietly hide them, and are buried with them after death.

There are many such situations.

Therefore, when Lang Suxin saw "Autumn River Snow Night" written by Xu Yi, he subconsciously thought it came from some elegant tomb.

"What, he wrote it, ten breaths! A joke, a big joke."

The old man in scarlet robe on the left side of Lang Suxin rushed to Xu Yi's side like a madman, staring at a pair of dim bull's eyes, as if he was going to pinch Xu Yi's entire body with his thick eyelids.

"It's a joke, sir. You'd better tell me your name first. I won't hide it from you. The reason why you are here is all because of Xu's suggestion. Since you are here, you must let Xu know something."

Xu Yi narrowed his eyebrows slightly and said.

"I am Hu Chunyou! My friend praised me and gave me the nickname of Ci Zong."

The old man in scarlet robes said loudly, pointing to the middle-aged man with a tall forehead on the left side, "This is Ji Mengliang. He has a good name, but in fact he is not bad at all." Then he pointed to the monk in white clothes on the right side, "He is from the Niu Bo Party, I barely recognize him. By the way, do you have a lover? If so, you must hide it tightly. This old cow likes to flirt with women. In addition, the red wolf has already announced his family, so I will not introduce him. Your request, I have achieved it, now is it your turn to answer my question?"

Hu Chunyou was the most famous among the four scholars. He had an irritable and humorous personality. When he became confused, no one could do anything about it. Ji Mengliang and Niu Bodang, who had been belittled by him, did not even want to retaliate.

In fact, Ji Mengliang and Niu Bodang also have elegant names. One is called Sad Qiuke, and the other is Bachajun.

The so-called "Sad Autumn Guest" comes from Ji Mengliang's famous poem "Wanli Sad Autumn Ode". This poem is extremely famous. In terms of popularity, it is still higher than Yu Jizi's "Autumn River Snow Night".

There is also a story about the eight-pointed king. It is said that it was Niu Bodang, a talented person who was very quick in thinking. He wrote poems on the spot, tested the rhyme with his fingers, and came up with eight-pointed poems, so he was named the eight-pointed king.

"The poem says, Ci Zong, Sad Autumn Guest, Eight-Chased Lord, four scholars have gathered together, such a grand gathering, the stars are shining, it is really a great honor for my Huangfeng leader, young master, as the master, you can also say a few words."

Tu Min said loudly, and the whole place was filled with red light.

The literary names of the four scholars shocked the Demon Realm. If there was a grand gathering, just one of them would be enough to add splendor to the grand gathering.

Now, four scholars gathered together to discuss the matter in detail, which had not happened in decades.

Although Feng Jiu was not familiar with poetry, she had heard of these names and usually didn't pay much attention to them.

At this moment, the four people gathered together, and when they saw that the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became heated, even the old Tu Min was a little excited. He naturally realized that the character who was usually like an actor in his eyes could be extremely capable and proud of the prince. Lord.

At the moment, Feng Jiu greeted several people enthusiastically, but the four soldiers were quite arrogant and focused their attention on Xu Yi.

Xu Yi still maintained a high-energy attitude and explained the cause and effect hastily.

Unexpectedly, the four scholars didn't care at all about his fight with Jiuhuang. They were all obsessed with his original work "A Snowy Night on the Autumn River".

Regardless of whether they are literati, or they have a responsible attitude towards the masterpiece, the focus of the four scholars is who the original author is.

Obviously, they did not believe that this poem was written by Xu Yi.

"Your name is Xu Yi, right? Hu is not interested in paying attention to your bet with Master Jiuhuang, but if a little demon of your level can write such a poem within ten breaths, it is simply unparalleled in the world. Daji, in order to prevent you from making the world laugh, I advise you to tell me who wrote the original work, or which elegant tomb this article comes from?"

Hu Chunyou shouted with wide eyes.

He was used to being arrogant, and he was particularly willing to chat with irrelevant people. He had been patiently enduring it until now, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

Xu Yi said, "You don't have to say it over and over again, and say it for the last time. This poem is really written by Xu. You may think that it would be very difficult to write this poem, but with Xu's talent In the eyes of geniuses given by heaven, this skill is no more than a trivial one."

Xu Yi's fundamental purpose in selecting these four people was naturally not to create problems for Jiuhuang, but to choose four gorgeous and extraordinary background walls.

Since he had made up his mind to become famous, just being in front of Feng Jiu, Tu Min, and Jiu Huang was naturally not enough.

Although what happened today will spread and reputation will slowly gather, it will be too slow in the end.

To create a sensation and quickly accumulate fame, you must choose these four gorgeous background walls.

"Bullshit!"

"Ridiculous!"

Lang Suxin and Niu Bodang shouted in unison.

As a big star in the Demon Realm, he naturally rarely has a good temper.

Jiuhuang clasped his fists and said, "You gentlemen, why do you need to be familiar with this villain? Didn't he keep saying that the poem just now was written by him? Since you are here, why not give it a try. Plagiarism is plagiarism. , how can you be pretentious?"

In Jiuhuang's view, Xu Yi's series of reactions were exactly what he expected.

They were clearly cornered, but they didn't dare to challenge, so they had no choice but to mess around, hoping to demoralize the four men so they could get through.

When Ji Mengliang was about to speak, Hu Chunyou said, "In this case, I will ask a question, and you two will answer it separately. I have something to say first. If this little friend Xu cannot answer smoothly, the author of the "Autumn River Snow Night" just now, please give me some advice. Tell the truth."

Jiuhuang said, "This is what should be done. Xu Yi, you won't have any problems, right?"

Long Jingxiu said, "If you lose again, Lao Jiu, you won't be a bastard and say another game, right?"

Old Jiuhuang blushed and said coldly, "Master Long, why should you underestimate me?"

"So best."

Long Jingxiu asked Jiuhuang not to be a gangster, but he secretly wanted to be a gangster.

She couldn't just sit back and watch Xu Yi commit suicide after defeat. Her words were clearly meant to force Jiuhuang, but in fact she was trying to limit the number of matches.

Even if Xu Yi failed in this round, Jiuhuang and Xu Yi only had one victory each, so it was considered a tie.

And she had spoken beforehand and limited the number of rounds, so that Xu Yi could remain invincible in the civil war.

Her thinking was very painstaking.

The dignified Lord Long, who was always unruly and as deep as Tu Min, did not see through the deep meaning of Long Jingxiu's words. He was actually laying an ambush for the next gangster.

There will be another update in the evening