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How could Bai Ziyue not be moved to ask for poetry?

Even a ghost immortal cannot do the beauty of a celebrity for the ages. Now, because of his signature today, he has done it. For the sake of a more literary name in his heart, he has asked for poems even more "shameless".

No wonder Bai Ziyue wanted to help Tu Lao. The fewer people know about such embarrassing things, the better.

Wang Daoyi didn't say anything, but took another sip of Houer wine and praised: "Hong Yi, this is really a good wine." After drinking a bowl of wine one sip after another, I felt warm and comfortable.

Hong Yi took the look, his eyes rolled slightly, and he understood the meaning with a smile in his heart. He also drank the monkey wine in his bowl one by one, and he quickly finished it.

Of course, Bai Ziyue understood the meaning here, and felt a little sorry for his Monkey wine, but for the sake of poetry, he was afraid that the two of them would not agree, so he actively poured two more bowls of Monkey wine.

"Come on, two gentlemen, drink and drink again. I have more monkey wine. Don't be polite. Just drink another bowl of me. The two gentlemen have not practiced martial arts and their physical strength is not enough. Although my wine is warm, I can't drink too much."

Wang Daoyi and Hong Yi looked at each other and smiled, took another sip of wine. After listening to Bai Ziyue's words, they put down the wine. The wine should be tasted slowly.

"Hahaha... Mr. Bai, he is straightforward and generous. I, Hong Yi, will give you a poem first. Maybe I can't compare to Brother Daoyi, just treat it as a throwing brick and attracting jade."

"Where, where, Mr. Hong is so talented at such a young age. Bai lived for so long before he was reincarnated. Now he is only fifteen years old, but he is much worse than that. Don't call me Mr. Bai. Too naive, just call me Ziyue, and so is Mr. Wang, just call me Ziyue."

"Okay, I'll call you Ziyue, and you can call me Hong Yi directly."

"Okay, Ziyue, just ask me to say it."

"No, no, in terms of personal age, you are older than me and Hong Yi. I will call you brother like Hong Yi."

Wang Dao smiled and agreed. Hong Yi, the powerful Yang Shen, called me brother Daoyi, and it would be okay to have another demon immortal called him brother Daoyi.

Hong Yi stood up, looked carefully at Bai Ziyue's long sword on his back, and already had a curse in his heart, and chanted loudly:

"The long sword lies across the nine fields, and the high crown blew the Xuanqiu."

"Only in the sages and wise worlds, they are called heroes."

"The long sword lies across the nine fields, the high crown blew the mysterious sky, and the saints and bright worlds alone. The world is called heroes? Good, good. Good... The world is called heroes. Who is the hero in the world?"

As soon as Hong Yi’s four lines of poetry were released, Bai Ziyue was not expecting it. He still wanted the poem of King Daoyi even more. After all, Xuemei Yi and Er shocked him too much.

But at this time, after listening to Hong Yi's poem, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and he muttered word by word in his mouth, savoring that this poem was not long, but seemed to have infinite heroism. He walked around the world with his sword and became a hero.

Bai Ziyue laughed repeatedly: "Good poetry, good poetry, this poem is deeply rooted in my heart, this poem is set against me, this poem is set against me! We should drink with poetry, come and drink, drink." At this time, I was surprised and remembered that I felt sorry for my wine, so I poured two bowls of monkey wine for the two of them.

What is this called? The poem that was waiting for Wang Daoyi with surprise, who would have thought it was just a polite act that brought such a big surprise to himself! I earned an extra poem! Or a poem written specifically for myself. Hong Yi's future success will definitely be immeasurable. Yes, this person who painted this "Inscription on the West Mountain and Friends Appreciating the Snow Plum" and became a friend of Wang Daoyi, how could he be an ordinary person?

Make a fortune, make a fortune.

Bai Ziyue's evaluation of Hong Yi rose sharply, approaching the mysterious and unseen kingly way.

"Wine with poems, it should be a grand event for literati. In ancient times, great sages used historical books to drink, but now, Ziyue puts wine with poems, good, good, good!"

Hong Yi slapped the table, took the bowl, and took another big sip.

Bai Ziyue kept chanting Hong Yi's poems.

"The long sword lies across the nine fields, and the high crown blew the Xuanqiu." Take a sip.

"Only in the sage of the world, you will be a hero from all over the world." Take another sip.

Read this poem again and take another big sip.

Hong Yi was really drunk at this time. He had already drunk Huang Yunjiu almost the same, but Yang Tong and the other four were there. He always had a little alert in his heart, so he was still a little sober. But now he had almost finished drinking two bowls of Monkey Wine. Now he had the first sip of the third bowl, and his heart gradually faded away.

Hong Yi slapped the table like a crazy person and shouted loudly: "Come on! Come on! Brother Daoyi, get the wine and food quickly, make the poems quickly, let me wait for the wine, and get the poem quickly!"

Use poetry to make wine and drinks! It’s crazy!

"Hahaha, Hong Yi, here we come, we'll have some food."

Wang Dao looked at Bai Ziyue tightly, and also at the sword behind him. He first said, "Mr. Bai, I heard from Mr. Tu that you are reincarnated as a member of the Bai family in Yuantu Kingdom. Should it be a horse lover? Moreover, you are a person who loves wine and sword lovers."

Bai Ziyue nodded a little excitedly and was looking forward to it. Just before Hong Yi wrote a poem, he saw him carrying a long sword on his back. Hong Yi's poem was very appropriate to his character of traveling the world with his sword. Could this person be able to write another poem? Ask me, a man who loves horses, wines, and swords? What kind of poem can he write?

Wang Daoyi also drank the first sip of the third bowl of Monkey Wine. As soon as the wine entered his stomach, he became drunk and saw him chuckling:

"I'm here, Huahuaguoshan, once..." At this time, he was really drunk like Hong Yi, and he had a big tongue when he spoke. He was not as pretentious as before.

Papa!!! The sound of the slap was making, and Hong Yi slapped the table a few more times, laughing wildly:

"Hahahaha... Brother Daoyi, we know. This poem "again" was seen in the Ancient Scroll, right? Don't talk about this, we all know."

Bai Ziyue was also funny and slapped the table loudly and said, "Yes, we all know, you can chant it quickly."

Hong Yi and Bai Ziyue both knew that Wang Daoyi had said that he came out because he showed off his talent and knowledge with his fellow disciples on Huaguo Mountain. The teacher was angry with him and drove him down the mountain to "more than traveling thousands of books, it is better to travel thousands of miles". He wanted to let him know the principles of "there is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people outside the sky" and "watching the sky in the well". Obviously, after this great talent had been going thousands of miles, he finally understood the teacher's painstaking efforts. Otherwise, he would not always be "I used to be an ancient scroll". Oh, we all know what this ancient scroll is!

"Okay, just as you know, then I'll say."

"Come quickly, I'll wait for the drink!"

…………………………………………(To be continued.)

ps: Thanks to book friends [Ye Ziyou] [Gui Yimu] [Xuanyin Yiqi Xiao Taiyin] for their rewards and support!
Chapter completed!