"Brother Lu, do you know some gathering places for demons with harmonious atmosphere?" Zhu Zishan asked with his hands clasped his fists after turning into a human form.

Lu Jun laughed silently.

"It turns out that Brother Zhu doesn't know where to go. Since that's the case, why do you have to leave? Wouldn't it be better to stay in Fengya Academy as a guest?" Lu Jun persuaded.

"Brother Lu, it's not that I don't want to stay. Look at me like this now. Miss Lihua must have nightmares every day." Zhu Zishan said, touching his pig face.

"Oh..." Lu Jun sighed, looking quite helpless.

"Brother Zhu, I am not a demon clan or a human clan. I know nothing about the surrounding immortal cultivation forces. I only know that there is a big lake called Muyun Lake hundreds of miles down the Yuanyang River. There is a big city called Hanyang City next to Muyun Lake. The water and grass around Hanyang City are plump and there are many people. The city is divided into nine districts, and the scale is far above Jun'an City, which is the largest in Yongzhou..."

"There is a towering mountain range behind Hanyang City. Among its mountain ranges, there is a high mountain. It is the most beautiful place for the spiritual energy of the entire mountain range. There is Tianchi Mountain. It is rumored that there are human cultivators who have formed golden elixirs. Remember to avoid..."

"Brother Zhu, I have nothing to give you to you for many years. I only have one sentence. If you have any trouble in the future, I can go to Fengya Academy to avoid disaster. I can help you solve it if you are below the God-Studying Period." Lu Jun said arrogantly.

"Thank you, Brother Lu's kindness, since that's the case, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow..." Zhu Zishan wanted to say his final farewell.

"Wait! Brother Zhu, can you satisfy my wish before leaving..." Lu Jun asked hesitantly.

"Brother Lu, please speak."

"What is love in the world? It makes people agree to life and death. What is the next sentence?" Lu Jun stared at his eyes and showed a longing gaze.

Forehead……

He is indeed a heartless young man who prefers poetry.

Zhu Zishan chanted with a deep affectionate look on his face: "What is love in the world? It makes people agree with life and death. The two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have several cold and heat. Joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, the clouds are vast and the snow in the mountains are thousands of miles away, and the shadows are only to go to?"

After Zhu Zishan recited the poem, Lu Jun stood there blankly, his mouth full of joy, parting bitterness, foolish children, whom he only went to...

See this scene.

Zhu Zishan sighed, and did not disturb Lu Jun from immersing himself in the poem, so he left quietly.

After a moment.

A small boat slowly left from the pier of Jun'an City.

The boater was Zhu Zishan wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat. He was preparing to row at night to Muyun Lake from the waterway, and then to Hanyang City.

Suddenly.

A crisp and pleasant sound of huqin came from the shore, with a melodious and melodious sound.

Then a neutral and soft singing sounded...

"What is love in the world? It makes people agree to life and death."

"Happy, parting bitter..."

"...Thousands of snow in the mountains, whom is the only shadow going to?"

A song is given to friends, and the song ends and people will part.

Zhu Zishan stopped and rowed and replied loudly: "Zishan was about to take a boat and was about to walk, but suddenly he heard the singing of singing on the shore. The water of the Yuanyang River is thousands of feet deep, and I don't know that Mr. Lu sent me my love."

OK... I copied another famous poem, perfect.

Above the river bank.

Lu Jun untied the stone ring on his hand and recovered his daughter again. She stood on the shore with a huqin in her arms and watched the boat go downstream...

She murmured to herself, "Zishan is about to leave on a boat, but it turns out that his real name is Zhu Zishan."

...

Hanyang City.

Muchun Tower.

This is an extremely famous inn-style brothel.

A woman is singing a new lyric "Wine" loudly in the atrium of Muchun Tower

"Don't you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returning."

"Didn't you see the bright mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, and the morning is like black hair and the evening turns into snow..."

Above the five-story loft.

There is a separate room.

Five women in white dresses in edelves sat in the room.

They all looked enjoyable when they listened to the new song.

After a song, the lingering sound lingers.

"It's really a good poem, a good lyrics, and a good song. Every time I enter the mortal world, I have different surprises." The ancestor Mengshan clapped and praised.

But the four women behind her sat upright, each of them seemed to be so arrogant that they didn't dare to take a breath, and they looked cautious.

At this moment.

There was a noise in the building, and an elderly man dressed in ecstasy broke into Muchun Tower.

"That old man bald, you are still visiting brothels at such an age. You are afraid you don't want to die on a woman's belly." A man teased loudly.

"Hahahaha... Old man, do you want to help me?"

"Hahahaha... I'll help you push it when the old man is doing things later."

For a moment, I burst into laughter.

The old man was not angry and retorted loudly: "Don't laugh at me, I am a great poet of poetry in my generation. The one who sang the woman to drink was written two months ago."

"Hahaha... Bald old man, don't brag, don't be afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue. If you have the ability, you can do one now." A young man could tease.

"Okay! Then I will make one now." The octogenarian said bluntly.

"Four Treasures of Study!"

The boss of Muchunlou saw that the guests were all attracted by the elderly, so he followed the flow and took the four treasures of the study.

"Everyone, I will write an impromptu poem with Mu Chunlou as the title."

"Come! Grind ink!"

The old man roared with a full breath.

The pen and ink were completed, and everyone saw the old man holding a wolf hero in his hand, splashing ink, and a poem was completed, and the signature was still Zhukov.

Poetry name Muchun Tower

Zhukov.

Flowers send Mei Niang twists her waist,

The goddess peeks at Fengyue Kiln.

The man holds the spring organ and plays lightly,

The sister welcomes the autumn rain to the sky.

"Hahahaha... Old man, your poem is so straightforward!"

"You can actually write such a sexy poem. Old man, you are really old and have no heart."

"Hahaha... I am indeed an old man who is terrified. I wonder if you have the ability to do anything to the girl in Muchun Tower."

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, the octogenarian was not ashamed of, but rather proud, and instead showed a proud expression.

"Come here! Come and bring the huqin, I want to sing!" the old man said loudly.

The perverted person immediately handed over a huqin.

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The rock music sounded instantly.

There is a tranquility in the field.

People in another world enjoyed the super-burning melody of the famous Indian song "I Play with Mud in the Northeast" for the first time.

They opened their mouths and couldn't accept it at all.

When the music reached its climax, the octogenarian danced in India while singing loudly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

"The flower sends Mei Niang twists her waist, and the goddess peeks at Fengyue Kiln."

"The man hugged the spring organ and played it lightly, and the sister welcomed the autumn rain to the sky, and went up to the sky!"

This world is similar to ancient China. People generally express emotions in a more implicit way, and they have never seen such intense expressions.

For a moment, everyone was stunned and silent.

Above the attic.

The ancestor Mengshan, the big fox demon in the transformation period, also widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

Never seen this scene of the ancestor Mengshan who had lived for thousands of years.

"Oh my God! This little wild boar demon in human skin is so sexy!" A little fox demon sighed sincerely.

The ancestor Mengshan turned his head and found that the four little fox demons she brought all raised their fox's tails and swung them with the music.

"Be careful! The fox's tail is exposed." The ancestor Mengshan said dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!