My wife is a sword god

Chapter 9 Couplet
Beside the gate of the attic, an old man in a gray robe and full of white hair was lying on a rattan chair with his eyes closed, swinging a paper fan in his hand leisurely. : "You really don't give up, you obviously don't have the ability to come in, but you still have to come every day, aren't you tired?"

"Oh, and you brought a helper?" The white-haired old man noticed Qin Feng behind Cang Feilan, and was about to sneer, but when the words came to his lips, the old man seemed to have noticed something, his eyes widened, and he jumped off the wicker chair sit up.

"There is such a thing. Boy, what's your name?"

This person is really rude, he even called me a kid, how can I be so young?
Qin Feng frowned: "Old man, if you want to know someone's name, should you introduce yourself first?"

Hearing the words, Cang Feilan looked sideways, her eyes seemed to say, I didn't expect you to be so kind.

The white-haired old man was also taken aback, then smiled and said: "I have lived for so long, you are the second one who dares to talk to me like this, boy, listen clearly, my surname is Baili, as for the name, I won't say it, I know It's no good for you."

Damn, why is this old man so aggressive, and Miss Cang's eyes, I won't accidentally offend some big boss, right?
Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and immediately changed his attitude and said respectfully: "Senior was joking, just now this junior was rude, my name is Qin Feng, a scholar."

"Qin Feng." The old man murmured, his eyes were meaningful, and after a while, he lay back on the rattan chair.

"The rules are still the same as before, if you can match the second couplet, I will let you in." The old man said leisurely, fanning himself.

"Let's come up with a question." Cang Feilan pondered for a moment, her tone didn't sound very confident.

The old man Baili lightly tapped the wicker chair with his right index finger, and within a moment, a pair of white scrolls flew out of the attic and landed lightly in front of Cang Feilan.

Qin Feng was curious, and looked down, only to see something impressively written on the white paper——Heaven makes a chessboard, and no one dares to play!
Hey, what a big breath, did you chew Yida?
Qin Feng is no stranger to this Shanglian. In his previous life, he was considered a master of learning. This Shanglian was originally written by Li Shangshu of the Ming Dynasty for Xie Jin, the chief assistant of the cabinet.

He just didn't expect that there are people in this world who can make the same couplet.

Words can reflect people's hearts, so it can be seen that the people who wrote the Shanglian are either in high positions or have great ambitions.

Cang Feilan frowned slightly after seeing the content on the white scroll. She stood there thinking for a long time, but there was no movement for a long time.

This second line is not good, Miss Cang might have thought something about it. Qin Feng stood aside, although he knew how to answer the second line, he didn't make a sound, there must be some rules.

"Don't waste your efforts, today's Shanglian is much more difficult than before, you can't answer it before, let alone today's one." Old Baili's tone was obviously gloating.

Qin Feng glanced at him, this old man is really bad, he likes to bully a girl!
But it's just a couplet, if you can't answer it, you can't answer it, presumably Miss Cang won't care too much, Qin Feng originally thought so, but there was a slight sobbing sound from beside him.

what's the situation? !

Qin Feng was shocked, and turned his head to look, only to see Cang Feilan hugging her arms, her body trembling slightly, and looking at the mist in the light blue eyes of the other party, it was obvious that she was about to cry out of grievance!
Hey hey hey, it's not possible, it's just that the couplets don't match up, and it's not that the husband is dead, why is it so? !

He always thought that a heroic beauty like Cang Feilan should be like an assassin in the dark night in ancient times, and his mood would not be affected by any external things, but he never thought that the latter would be like an exam. Just like the little girl who failed the test, because the couplets didn't match up, she was mentally broken!

"Cang girl, are you alright?"

"You don't need to worry about it, I can make the second couplet right away." Cang Feilan replied stubbornly, the mist in her eyes had condensed into water droplets, swirling in her eye sockets.

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Time passed by every minute and every second, and with Cang Feilan's ability, he couldn't match the next couplet. The old man Baili yawned and said disdainfully: "Go back earlier, don't delay my time."

You old man, why are you so short-mouthed, you have the heart to bully such a beautiful woman?
Thinking of this, Qin Feng immediately said: "Miss Cang, you have helped me twice before. I never like to owe favors to others. Why don't you leave this couplet to me?"

Cang Feilan raised her head, her enchanting and charming eyes, under the reflection of water mist, seemed to be able to melt even stubborn rocks.

"Can you tell?" The tone was not as cold as before, but instead had a strange feeling.

Qin Feng straightened his body, coughed dryly and said, "You can try it. Senior Baili, can I answer for her?"

The white-haired old man was still waving his fan leisurely: "It's not that I look down on you, even if there are ten more of you, you won't be sorry for this couplet."

This old man, his mouth is really poisonous. If I practice the martial arts, I will definitely beat him up. Qin Feng clenched his left fist tightly, and smiled: "What if the younger generation can come out?"

"Then let the two of you go in together."

"It's a deal!" Qin Feng waved his sleeves and immediately asked, "Do you have a pen and ink?"

"So what if I give it to you." The old man Baili tapped the rattan chair with his fingers, and in the attic, a pair of white scrolls and a brush soaked in ink flew out instantly.

Qin Feng took the brush and spread the white scroll in front of him. The hand holding the brush was hanging in the air, but it didn't come down for a long time.

How is this going?I clearly know what the second couplet is, but the pen in my hand doesn't seem to listen to my orders and can't fall down at all!

The old man Baili looked sideways, thinking that Qin Feng couldn't match the second line, so he played a trick there: "Young man, you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Can this be tolerated? !
Qin Feng stared wide-eyed, gritted his teeth, and the veins on his right hand popped out, and the pen that had been waiting for a long time finally moved.

At the same time, in the Divine Sea, the Wenqi Waterfall began to churn and turned into a stream of water, flowing towards the brush in Qin Feng's hand!
The old man Baili suddenly felt that something was wrong, the fan in his hand stopped swinging, he opened his eyes wide, and saw the first word on the white scroll - "地"!
"This is."

Qin Feng's right arm trembled, sweat dripped from his forehead like rain, and he wrote down the second word with difficulty - "Zuo"!
Then comes the third word, the fourth word
Qin Feng only felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a writing brush, but a boulder. As the number of words increased, this boulder became heavier and heavier.

When the seventh character falls, the brush seems to weigh ten thousand catties!

Tick, tick.
On the two fingers, blood was dripping. Seeing this, the old man Baili hurriedly shouted: "Boy, stop writing. With your current ability, you can't bear it!"

Qin Feng ignored it, and shouted loudly instead, the Wenqi Waterfall in the Divine Sea began to boil, erupting like a volcano, pouring into the tip of the pen.

The pressure on his fingertips dropped suddenly, and he immediately worked hard to write.

When the last word of the second couplet was finished, a white pillar shot up into the sky above the white scroll.

Qin Feng only felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be drained and he sat down on the ground in an instant. At this moment, he felt that the entire right arm was not his own.

With a flash, the old man Baili came to Bai Juan with a look of horror.

On the other side, Cang Feilan looked at the second couplet on the white scroll, her eyes were full of radiance, and under the black square scarf, her red lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help chanting——

"The earth is the pipa and the road is the string, who can play it?!"

(End of this chapter)