"I believe in Li and named Bai."

After hearing this, Gu Feng's eyes widened and his eyes almost fell out.

"Old sir, don't be fooled by me as young as I'm easily coaxed. I'm more than three years old."

"What, do you think I'm lying to you?" The old man in white laughed.

"Isn't it?" Gu Feng said: "As we all know, Li Bai was a figure in the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, a poetic immortal who has passed away forever. He has long been riding the wind and transformed into immortals."

"That's right, Lao Xu is Li Bai, known as Qinglian Layman."

"To be honest, is it that difficult? From ancient times to the present, you don't pretend to be the poet Li Bai? If you are Li Bai, I would say I am Su Dongpo."

Gu Feng didn't believe the old man in white at all.

Just kidding, how could Li Bai still be alive after more than a thousand years of Tianbao period in the Tang Dynasty?

Of course, the old man in white in front of him was not really alive, but just an obsession.

But even so, Gu Feng didn't believe that he was Li Bai.

"The Su Dongpo you are talking about. Is Su Shi during the Northern Song Dynasty and Su Dongpo, who was called the Ci Saint?" asked the old man in white.

"There is no second Su Dongpo in the world? Yes, it's him."

"Mr. Dongpo's poems are very good. I especially like the sentence "When will the bright moon come in? Ask the sky with wine?" Moreover, Mr. Dongpo is also a person who loves wine and has the same interests as me. But what I really like the most is the Dongpo pork he made, which is a unique in the world."

The old man in white continued to smile and said, "I also drank under the moon with Mr. Dongpo, wrote poems and lyrics together, and painted together. He and I are close friends."

Gu Feng smiled.

He was almost 100% sure now that the old man in white in front of him was pure nonsense.

Su Shi was a man from the Song Dynasty, while Li Bai was a man from the Tang Dynasty. The two of them were completely out of touch, so how could they write poems and paintings together?

"Old sir, are you not awake yet?" Gu Feng asked.

"Hahaha, I am a wine lover. In my opinion, there are only three things that cannot be forgotten in the world: fine wine, food and beauty."

"Although I don't know who you are, your words are deeply rooted in my heart. I want me to say that you should not let down the beautiful wine, food and beauty."

"By the way, I'll tell you a secret." A trace of despicableness suddenly appeared on the face of the old man in white, and he said, "Do you still remember the 36th concubine of the King of Hell?"

"Of course I remember."

Gu Feng traveled to the world while he was treating the 36th concubine of the King of Hell. He remembered this thing deeply.

"I tell you, his concubine is looking for you all over the world."

"Why?" Gu Feng was surprised.

"You have been in the underworld for so many years, and you should have treated her many times, right?" asked the old man Baili.

Gu Feng thought about it carefully and replied: "I can't remember it clearly, it should have been several hundred times."

"Actually, many of her diseases are caused by herself. The purpose is to let you treat her. In this way, she can get in touch with you at close range. Did you not feel that he is interested in you when you treated her so many times?"

"Senior, don't be joking. That's the prince of Hell. How dare I make an attempt?"

It has to be said that the concubine in the 36th room of the King of Hell is indeed very beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a beautiful woman in the face of a fish and a geese.

Whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, she always likes to wear a thin gauze skirt, with her beautiful figure looming, especially when walking, her slender waist is like a willow, full of charm.

As for his appearance, he is not inferior to Mu Ling and Qiu Yuxi.

Very pretty.

Therefore, he is also the most beloved among the many harems of the King of Hell.

As the chief ghost doctor, how could Gu Feng dare to have inappropriate thoughts about his boss’s wife?

However, he could also see that this concubine was interested in him. Every time she went to treat her illness, she looked at Gu Feng with affectionate eyes, and occasionally she showed a touch of moving skin.

Every time she treats her, it is a torture for Gu Feng.

If it weren't for her boss's wife, Gu Feng might not be able to control her.

"You don't know that since you left, this concubine of the King of Hell has been looking for you everywhere like crazy, and she has not even had sex with the King of Hell."

The old man in white laughed and said, "Gu Feng, Gu Feng, you boy is quite the style of my back then. In my life, I married the granddaughter of three prime ministers. Those young men from aristocratic families disliked me. Then I am the number one young man in the capital, but they envied me. Not only did they win the favor of Princess Yuzhen, but Yang Guifei also looked at me differently. Unfortunately, time is gone forever."

The old man in white sighed and his face was depressed.

It doesn't look like he's telling a lie.

"Senior, who are you?" Gu Feng asked again.

"Didn't I just say that I am Li Bai." said the old man in white.

"I don't believe it." Gu Feng said: "Li Bai is already dead."

The old man in white shook his head: "Li Bai is not dead. He just became an immortal."

Fairy?

Hearing this word, Gu Feng wanted to laugh again and said, "Senior, you are joking with me again."

"I didn't joke with you." The old man in white looked extremely serious and said, "I told you again that I am Li Bai and the poetic immortal in the eyes of later generations. I know you have many questions in your heart. You can ask now, and I can answer them one by one."

Gu Feng did have many questions in his heart and asked immediately: "How come seniors are here?"

"I'm not here." said the old man in white: "I have become an immortal for a long time. What you see now is just my obsession. The reason why I stay here is that I still have some nostalgia for Tianmu Mountain, and at the same time, it is also to wait for you."

"Wait for me?" Gu Feng's eyes showed doubts.

"Yes, I'm just waiting for you." said the old man in white: "Do you think it's a coincidence that you got the sword intent of the knights? No. This is the arrangement of fate."

"As a person of later generations, you should understand that there were three great masters in the Tang Dynasty, my poems, Zhang Xu's calligraphy, and Pei Min's swordsmanship."

"Actually, the three of us are good friends and often drink together. When we are drunk, I write poems on the spot, and Zhang Xu records them. Then, Pei Min created the sword intention based on the calligraphy and the scenes in the poem."

"I have to say that Pei Min is a swordsman genius and a great swordsman. I have watched him dance and practice swords all year round, and I have also learned a lot of swordsmanship, and then incorporated the sword intent into poetry, making it unique."

The old man in white continued, "The sword intent you have obtained is created by me."

Could it be that Li Bai is really in front of you?

Look at it, it doesn't seem like he's talking nonsense.

Gu Feng became even more confused and asked, "Senior, you just said, what are you waiting for me?"
Chapter completed!