It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 114

In just a few dozen words, he sketched a picture of the Northern Kingdom. People like Tang Rucai knew what they were doing, and they immediately understood the beauty of the words.

Cheng Dalei continued to hold the pen.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but the expanse of the river, which suddenly disappears.

The Silver Snake in the Mountain Dance, the Wax Figure of Yuan Chi, I want to compete with the God of Heaven

...

Tang Rucai leaned halfway, and many people looked towards him. The sentence I want to compete with the god of heaven made everyone feel arrogant. It seemed that it would take ten bowls of wine to pour through their hearts. This is not the gentle wind and drizzle of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, but the mountains and rivers of the northern country; this is not the little love and love of the talented and beautiful, this is the song of generosity of the man of Yan and Zhao.

When there is a mountain in the chest, the mountain can be seen in the poem, and when there is water in the chest, the water can be walked in the writing. Tang looked at Cheng Dalei like this, with an unbelievable look: what is in his chest, he can write such a verse.

It's like there is a whole country.

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down

Tang Rucai's eyes were flushed with excitement, and an emotion was brewing in his arms, just waiting for the ink words written by Cheng Dalei to pour out. What's strange is that the pen in Cheng Dalei's hand was hanging in the air, and the Xia Que only opened a sentence, but he didn't write for a long time.

Cheng Dalei held the pen stiffly, and three black lines seemed to appear on his forehead. At this moment he finally realized one thing: the word can no longer be written.

The following is Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu... But there is no Tang Zong and Song Zu in this world, not to mention the next generation of Tianjiao.

He copied this wrong.

What to do, so embarrassing.

You said that there are so many poems in a certain stomach, why don't you just copy one, why can't you copy one? Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to write another one if I painted it out myself?

Online wait, very urgent.

Why didn't you write it? Tang Rucai asked tentatively.

Cheng Dalei stood up straight, threw the pen on the table at will, and said, That's enough.

Enough, enough of what?

Only the Shangque is enough. Half of the story shocked Jiangnan, and the whole story shocked the world, so that's enough. Cheng Dalei took out the set of fooling Li Xingzai again.

Uh……

Tang Rucai was stunned. He was just aroused by the words, and was about to be impassioned according to the meaning of the words, but Cheng Dalei suddenly told him that there was no queer. This kind of feeling is similar to watching a blockbuster, but being pinched in the last 20 minutes, it is extremely uncomfortable.

Can we go now?

Of course, of course.

Tang Rucai watched Cheng Dalei go downstairs, looking at the meaning in his eyes, quite a feeling of being a lackey under Cheng Dalei's door.

He just regained his senses, glanced at the table, and suddenly became furious: Where are the words, who of you hid them?

A few people upstairs watched their hearts and their hearts watch their mouths, but they didn't say anything, pretending that they didn't look at them.

As soon as Cheng Dalei went downstairs, he bumped into Niu Benshan, the innkeeper. Niu Benshan accompanied him with a smile and said, Is the guest officer going to participate in the treasure debate conference in the courtyard of the A-number one? I can let my subordinates lead the way.

No, I'm a little tired today, I'll go and see it tomorrow, anyway, there will be tomorrow. Cheng Dalei said, suddenly remembered something, and said to Niu Benshan: Someone may come to me tonight, you remember to tell them that I live in Tingzi. No.

Then I'll remember it for you, and I'll tell them when people come. After that, Niu Benshan asked casually, Who are you?

Don't bother, we're already there.

At this time, a group of people hula la and broke into the inn. There were seventy to eighty heads, and they instantly filled the lobby of the inn.

The Cao Gang does things, and the unrelated people are scattered. Li Jiaming said.

Niu Benshan was startled, how did the evil star of the Cao Gang get here. He hurriedly stopped Li Jiaming: Master Li, we have always had a good relationship with the Cao Gang, and the monthly offerings have never been less. What's the reason for today.

Never mind your business, stay away.

The Cao Gang began to clear the field, and soon only Cheng Dalei was left in the entire hall. Xu Shenji and Zhao Zilong also heard the news and came to the hall.

Afterwards, a small sedan car stopped at the entrance of the inn, someone lifted the sedan curtain, and a white-haired, beardless old man slowly walked into the hall.

It's Mr. Sun!

Niu Benshan was terrified in the counter. The old man of the Cao Gang, Sun, was very old, and it was not easy for ordinary people to see him. Why did he come today.

He looked at Cheng Dalei and his gang, how did they get through this disaster.

I heard that someone is coming to set the rules for the pier. So it's you, the yellow-mouthed child? The old man raised his head and looked at Cheng Dalei with cloudy eyes.

Cheng Dalei took a sip of his tea: How can you still be an immortal?

Whoa!

Ya Que was silent, who would dare to say such a thing to him, what is the status of Mr. Cao Gang. Even the old man Sun's expression was obviously startled, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers...

Help Master, don't talk nonsense with him, let me chop him first. Li Jiaming shouted.

The Cao Gang really has no rules. Anyone can talk. Cheng Dalei blew the foam from the teacup.

The corner of Mr. Sun's mouth twitched twice and glared at Li Jiaming.

People are here!

Master, it's here, I saw them go in with my own eyes.

Go, never let them go!

Outside the inn, there was a bell-like sound. Cao Gang's subordinates ran in and whispered a few words in Old Master Sun's ear.

Help Master, Hong Tianji from the Golden Dragon Escort has arrived.

We and the Golden Dragon Escort have always been in the water, so what are they doing... The old man put his eyes on Cheng Dalei and saw that he was still drinking tea unhurriedly. Help face.

Hmph, if this is the case, the Cao Gang is not afraid of your Golden Dragon Escort.

Let them in. The old man closed his eyes, like an old monk entering meditation.

Sun Delong, what's the matter, you want to give that kid a head start!

With the sound of a bell, a fat man who was over 500 years old walked in. This person was Huang Tianji, the owner of the Golden Dragon Escort Agency. Now that I am old, I no longer play darts. When I was young, I was also a famous person on the Green Forest Road in the South.

At this moment, Sun Delong opened his eyes: What are you doing, don't you want to support this kid?

What are you supporting, don't you want to give this kid a head start?

what!

The two were stunned at the same time, their eyes flickered, and finally they set their eyes on Cheng Dalei.

On the second floor, Tang Rucai and a few people stuck their heads out and looked down. They were shocked when Cao helped them just now, and now the Golden Dragon Escort has arrived. How can a person die in order to offend both of these two forces at the same time.

Cheng Dalei sat there, still drinking tea unhurriedly, he suddenly raised the teapot and asked, Who will add water?