Zhang Wei's voice was very light, really light.

But such a light voice fell into Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan's ears, but it exploded like a thunder in front of the ears of the two.

The word "Dog Crawling"! He actually said it was the word "Dog Crawling" and it was so understatement, so it should be. It is not right! The most important thing is that he said that the word "Dog Crawling" was written by him!

Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan disappeared, and instantly the two appeared in front of Zhang Wei again. They faced Luo Hegong and blocked Zhang Wei behind him tightly.

The sudden change made everyone stunned. Not only everyone was stunned, but Mr. Luo He felt even confused. Even Zhang Wei himself didn't know what was going on.

Mr. Luo He narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Master Yu, where are you singing?"

Yu Dingyu replied with a cautious look: "I suddenly remembered that something important needs to be asked by Zhang Wei, and please wait for a while!" After that, he bowed to Luo Hegong. Although his face was full of apology, his body still blocked Zhang Wei tightly.

Luo Hegong weighed in his heart: Although the two people in front of him were not as good as him, the other party was the leader of the literary monks... So he said, "Since you have spoken to the sect leader, what's wrong?"

Even though Mr. Luo He said this, Yu Dingyu still faced Mr. Luo He and did not relax at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenyuan immediately bent down, pointed to the piece of paper in Zhang Wei's hand and asked, "Did you say this was what you wrote?"

Zhang Wei thought that he was almost dead, and at this time the ugly words he wrote popped up again. He felt a little embarrassed. However, when he saw the other party asking him so seriously, he nodded.

Zhao Wenyuan's eyes suddenly opened very loudly. He pointed at a word on the fragment and asked, "What is this?" He asked, "What is this?" He didn't ask loudly, but many people heard it. These people really couldn't think that the president of the Wenju Academy would ask others such questions.

Zhang Wei glanced at him and found that Zhao Wenyuan was referring to the word "no". He opened his mouth and replied, "It's no word."

Zhao Wenyuan's face suddenly showed joy. You must know that because of the word "no", he and Yu Dingyu carefully considered it, because ordinary people wrote the word "no", and the traditional "no" in the same language is very different from the simplified "no". It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to recognize the word "no" in the same language.

Zhao Wenyuan did not recognize the word "no" at that time. He inferred it through the previous text and the latter meanings. Later, he discussed it with Yu Dingyu for a while before he confirmed the word "no".

However, Zhang Wei took a casual look and said it directly without the previous text or the subsequent meaning. This made Zhao Wenyuan immediately raise his head happily and laugh happily.

Although Yu Dingyu kept looking at Luo Hegong, he was also focused on his mind. Seeing this situation, he was a little worried and pointed directly at the word behind "天" and asked, "What is this word?"

Zhang Wei glanced at Yu Dingyu and replied helplessly: "Poor."

"Poor" and "Bao" are also different, so Zhang Wei still read it out in one word.

Yu Dingyu was so excited that he grabbed Zhang Wei's hand and asked, "Is this really what you wrote?"

Zhang Wei nodded and replied: "Yes, this sentence means that life has been endless for generations, and the rivers and moons look similar every year."

When Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan suddenly heard the author say this, he took a breath of air conditioning at the same time and was very excited. Yu Dingyu put his hand on Zhang Wei's chest without saying a word.

Zhang Wei only felt that the other party's true energy was pure and long, and the pain in his body immediately became much lighter. Although he didn't know what he had given birth, Zhang Wei knew that the two old men in front of him must be "his own people".

As Yu Dingyu's true qi entered Zhang Wei's body, the water droplets became restless and began to absorb the true qi sent in by Yu Dingyu.

After Zhang Wei noticed it, he felt quite embarrassed. He used his spiritual sense to shout at Dingshuizhu: "What are you doing? He is saving me, and you are still stealing other people's true energy here!"

Dingshuizhu replied: "This true qi is not only pure, but also contains the aura of Confucian saints. It is too wasteful to use it to treat your injuries. I will absorb some of it. If you encounter a monk in the Wen School who wants to be unfavorable to you in the future, I will return these true qi to you. It would be perfect to use these true qi to deal with Wen Xiu."

Zhang Wei still felt embarrassed. He was a little worried about what if the other party saw that he was secretly absorbing his true energy and did not heal his injuries.

In fact, Zhang Wei's worries were unnecessary. When the Ding Water Beads first absorbed, Yu Dingyu had already noticed that something was absorbing his true energy in Zhang Wei's body, but he didn't care at all. Not to mention that the Ding Water Beads were absorbing his true energy, even if Zhang Wei needed Yu Dingyu's flesh and blood to heal his wounds, Yu Dingyu would cut it down without hesitation.

When Mr. Luo He saw Yu Dingyu delivering true energy to Zhang Wei, he couldn't hold back and said, "Master Yu, didn't you say you had something to ask this kid, why did you start healing this kid after asking a few questions?"

After seeing Zhang Wei's injury stabilized, Yu Dingyu turned around and replied, "Old Luo, I'm really sorry. Zhang Wei is really important to our Wenju Sect and even the entire Wen Sect's monks, so please let this kid go."

Luo Hegong raised his eyebrows, looked at Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan, and looked around again. There were two or three hundred Chinese monks in the scene. He sneered twice, spread his hands and said, "This kid has ruined the Taoist foundation of my family. You actually asked me to let him go. Haha, I am the only one in the Luo family here. Could it be that the leader of the Yu Sect is bullying me, the Luo family?"

As soon as these words were said, Yu Dingyu immediately shook his head. The saint is a saint. Even if there is only one saint, no one wants to be an enemy of the saint.

Zhao Wenyuan advised: "Don't worry, you don't know anything. According to my inference between the leader Yu, Zhang Wei's literary talent is extremely high, and he is even more likely to be better than Mr. Mo. If he is willing to read many poems, he will definitely improve the level of literary cultivation throughout the world."

His words made Zhang Wei extremely important. When many Wen Xiu present were surprised, they were also skeptical. When Yu Wenqing, the director of Pingshan Academy, did not believe it at all. He had seen Zhang Wei's poems written in Miaoxianlou before, and it was simply nonsense. Although he heard Zhao Wenyuan say this, he still did not believe it.

Luo Hegong, the old man Mo Xueping, naturally heard the name of Mr. Mo. He glanced at Zhang Wei suspiciously, and still didn't believe Zhao Wenyuan's words. However, due to the power of Wenju Sect, he suppressed his anger and said, "This question is easy to say. Give me this kid Zhang Wei. I torture him first until he gives you all his works, and it's not too late to kill him." After that, Luo Hegong walked towards Zhang Wei.

After hearing this, Yu Dingyu blocked Luo Hegong's way with his old face and said, "A gentleman does something and does not do anything. The works of literati are like treasures in his arms. They can be appreciated and given to everyone, but they cannot be taken away. If Mr. Luo insists on taking Zhang Wei's life today, then step over my body."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!