After Chen Shuqing's right foot was petrified, she felt that her entire right leg seemed to have left her body in an instant, unable to control it. She could not support her body with only one left foot and fell to the ground.

?????Failed in the first level? What's going on with cheating? Is this little monk wrong?

Chen Shuqing couldn't think normally for a moment, and shouted at the mysterious little monk in front of him: "Whose spirit are you? Let me show myself quickly. I am not an enemy. I have something to say to him!"

The little monk did not answer, as if he had no life, and stood there blankly. On the contrary, there were several rows of text appearing in the blank space above the cloud thunder pattern on the clock wall:

Qingping dialect· Clouds want clothes and flowers want faces?

Li Bai, Tang Dynasty

Clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face,

The spring breeze blows the dew thickly.

???? If it weren't for Qunyu Mountain,

I will meet under the moon on the Yao platform.

????This poem was written by Concubine Yang at the request of Emperor Ming of Tang when Li Bai was in the Hanlin area in Chang'an.

Nonsense, this poem is so famous that I was familiar with when I was a child through Mr. Pu Songling. Of course, I know the content and creative background of the whole poem. However, what does this have to do with the ability of this spirit? Why is my right leg petrified?

Chen Shuqing couldn't figure it out and asked again: "Hey, what do you want me to do? Explain it clearly!"

The little monk still refused to answer, but saw the lines of words on the clock wall gradually disappear. The little monk regained his anger and shouted: "Last year, today, people's faces and peach blossoms were red in this door--"

"Hey, you little monk, can't you speak well? Why are you reciting poems again?"

Seeing that the little monk was just chanting poems and not attacking, and the bell-shaped spirit body just covered himself, as if just to prevent himself from running out, Chen Shuqing suddenly remembered the "Ten Thousand Gold Talls" of the spirit body he encountered in the Heartbreak Valley. Although it was a summoning ability, it was different from Pu Zixuan's Star River Dragon King. It could not be used directly to hit the enemy, but to attach some conditions to the enemy. Moreover, if the spirit body was attacked, the person who took action would face a catastrophe!

???? The most terrifying thing is that the purifier's body can control the spirit body from afar and will not easily appear.

With this association, Chen Shuqing made a rough judgment on the situation he was facing.

"I understand, do you want me to answer questions related to this poem, right? Then, tell me the rules, should I answer the title? Author? Or read the whole poem?"

"Last year, today, people's faces and peach blossoms resonated with each other-" The little monk asked Chen Shuqing's question and just read it again.

Chen Shuqing understood that no matter how he asked the little monk, the little monk would not answer, and could only judge the way he responded. If he answered wrongly, he would probably be petrified in any part of his body?

What a terrible ability! But now, I can only rely on my own literary accumulation to seek self-rescue.

Seeing that Chen Shuqing was reluctant to answer, the little monk started counting down: "The countdown starts, ten, nine, eight..."

No time left!

Chen Shuqing hurriedly shouted: "I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

This poem was written by Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty, "Inscription on the Nanzhuang of the Capital City" and Chen Shuqing happened to be familiar with this poem, and the two lines he answered were indeed the last two lines of the poem.

???? The little monk did not immediately determine whether Chen Shuqing's answer was correct. While Chen Shuqing answered, the countdown did not stop, but read it directly: "Six, five, four, three, two..."

Chen Shuqing thought about it, so if the young monk would express his opinion immediately, then his previous few questions would probably be considered as "answer". The young monk did not judge the right or wrong. From this, it can be seen that he had to wait for the end of time to know whether he could pass this level.

As the countdown approached the end, Chen Shuqing's heart also rose to his throat.

"...one, zero." The little monk finished counting down, knocked on the wooden fish, and shouted, "The second level, pass!"

At the same time, the whole poem and the creative background appear above the cloud and thunder pattern on the clock wall.

Inscription on the capital city south village

Tang Cui Hu

Last year, today,

The human faces and peach blossoms complement each other.

?????The faces of people don't know where to go,

The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

???? It is said that after Cui Hu went to Chang'an to take the Jinshi exam, he met a beautiful girl in the southern suburbs of Chang'an. The next year, he revisited the girl on Qingming Festival, so he wrote this poem.

Sure enough, this time, Chen Shuqing's body was petrified no longer.

Chen Shuqing understood the ability of this purifying messenger more and more clearly. It seems that every time the young monk recites the first two sentences of the seven-character quatrain, he can answer the last two sentences within the specified time, even if other words appear in the process, as long as the correct last two sentences are included, he will be safe and sound.

I just don’t know if once I answer a poem correctly, this ability will be immediately removed or will it continue?

The bell-shaped spirit body is still there, and the little monk has not disappeared. It seems that everything is not as simple as I imagined. I have not yet breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the little monk continued to shout out the first two lines of the third poem: "The lake is full of frost in ten miles, and the green hair is filled with sorrow in the past-"

The test continues, and the thing Chen Shuqing is most worried about finally happened!

No matter how many poems the young monk wants to take, if he has a high literary literacy and keeps answering correctly, there will always be one that will remove his magic power after the end, because there is no invincible purification power in this world. However, if he encounters a poem that he cannot answer, he can only become a lamb to be slaughtered!

And these two sentences, "The sky is full of frost and the sky is filled with inch of black hair and the years of sadness--" I have never seen it before!

Chen Shuqing grew up with the great writer Pu Songling since she was a child. Under her influence, she did not recite ancient poems and memorize them like a stream, but at least she should have heard of them. Later, during her life alone for more than a hundred years, she read the poetry of all dynasties countless times to pass the time. In addition, she loved literature, and she could recite them as long as it was not particularly unpopular poems, but she had never heard these two sentences!

???? Although he knew that the young monk would not answer the question, Chen Shuqing couldn't help but vent: "Little monk, when did these two lines of poetry appear in this world?"

As soon as I finished asking, the little monk read it for the second time: "The sky is full of frost in ten miles, and the years of my hair are filled with melancholy--"

Chen Shuqing felt helpless and shook her head and said, "I will give up this poem."

Then, he could only wait helplessly for the little monk to count down from ten to zero, and knocked on Muyu and said, "The third level, failed!"

If you fail, you will fail. I want to see which poem this is!

Immediately afterwards, Chen Shuqing's left leg was also petrified, lying on the grass, staring at the answer appeared on the clock wall.

?????Ten miles of flat lake

???? Ning Caichen, Qing Dynasty

????? The sky is full of frost with ten miles of flat lakes,

Inch of the blue hair, my sad years are filled with joy.

Looking at each other in a single moon shape,

I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.

This poem was written by Ning Caichen when he married Nie Xiaoqian.

Chen Shuqing was shocked. Although Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian confirmed that they did exist through Pu Songling's writing, the original text of this poem was not recorded in the article "Nie Xiaoqian" in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". This article is so beautiful. If the teacher learned about the existence of this poem, he would definitely be happy to include it in the article "Nie Xiaoqian". However, if the teacher did not do this, it can only be explained that this poem was written by Ning Caichen for Nie Xiaoqian and has not been circulated in the world. So, where did the little monk learn about this poem?

The only answer is that as an extension of the original body of the purifying messenger, the content of the poems he mastered all comes from the purifying messenger himself, and the purifying messenger must have a close connection with Nie Xiaoqian!

There seem to be many secrets behind this purifying messenger, but the most important thing at the moment is that it is becoming increasingly difficult for the monk to give a question, and I don’t know how many poems there are to challenge later!

Thinking of this, Chen Shuqing felt her scalp numb and her spine became cold!

The little monk did not care about the fragrance and jade, and began the first two lines of the fourth poem: "Mr. Dongpo is stubborn, and his Zen pen formations are all similar—"

Mr. Dongpo, must be the great writer Su Dongpo? Why did he become a "stubborn person"?

Chen Shuqing wanted to faint. Not only did he never hear these two lines of poetry, but he was also a low-quality work in terms of rhythm and artistic conception, and he looked like a style of limerick. It seemed that the purifier did not pursue poetry aesthetics, but deliberately found some uncommon poems from somewhere so that the target enemy could not answer, so as to achieve the goal of eliminating the opponent!

When hesitated, the young monk shouted again: "Mr. Dongpo is stubborn, and his Zen pen formations are all similar—"

Although I am already full of poetry and lyrics, no one is the Kangxi dictionary, so how can I remember all the poems in the world?

Forget it, at least I answered one of the first four poems correctly, which may not cause fatal harm. Following the fate, if you live to the original body of the purifying messenger, make plans.

Thinking of this, Chen Shuqing said to the little monk with a self-deprecating voice: "Little monk, you are amazing, I'm willing to give me the disadvantage, so I'd better tell me the answer quickly. I want to see who did it? How could Mr. Dongpo be stubborn?"

The little monk naturally would not obey Chen Shuqing's arrangements. After a while, he counted down and knocked on Mu Yu and said, "The fourth level, failed!"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Shuqing's left half turned into a stone, and the answer was finally given on the clock wall.

Su Shi's Pine Shaped Picture

Aisin Gioro Hongli of Qing Dynasty

???? Mr. Dongpo is stubborn,

The brush arrays of Zen are all similar.

?????Bald close-up old pine branches,

The old pine branch is stagnant and immortal.

?????It is like a hero's head can be broken.

The ancient heart is still unsuccessful.

????? The knocking sound should be made of bronze.

The cold waves of Xu Hall rise.

This poem was written by Emperor Qianlong Aisin Gioro Hongli on a whim, to commemorate the great writer of the Song Dynasty, Mr. Su Dongpo.

It turned out to be a poem written by Emperor Qianlong!

Chen Shuqing suddenly felt terrible, sad and ridiculous. It is said that Emperor Qianlong loved to write poetry and left more than 40,000 poems in his life, which was the one who wrote the most poems in Chinese history. However, although his works were as numerous as cows, none of them could be passed down to the world because of his rough writing. When he looked at this seven-character regulated verse again, although the theme of the theme was to praise Mr. Su Dongpo, he accidentally portrayed it so vulgarly, which was really terrible.

If it weren't for the ability to kill people, who would have been patiently thinking about such limericks?

Just as he was thinking, the little monk suddenly said a different sentence than before: "The last poem, please write your own poem based on your own life!"

Chen Shuqing was stunned. It turned out that there were five test questions in total. The first four had to be answered and the poems were already included, while the last one had to be written based on his own experience. It is estimated that after the writing, the little monk would judge whether it was passed based on the quality of the poem.

Chen Shuqing had already given up, but suddenly it was her turn to write poetry, but her eyes shone with light.

Perhaps for most people in the world, it is much more difficult to write poems by themselves than to recite existing poems. However, if I have been infected by my husband for a long time, what can I be afraid of?

Thinking of this, Chen Shuqing couldn't help but feel sad, condensed the desolate waiting for more than a hundred years into a seven-character quatrain, and recited slowly with emotion: "The fairy girl under the moon has tears flowing thousands of times, and she has been lonely for a hundred years. If she can't keep the embroidered tent, how can she bear the lover again?"

After writing this poem, Chen Shuqing silently stared at the little monk, waiting for his ultimate referee.
Chapter completed!