I Don’t Want To Catch Monsters

2021-09-03

Chapter 32 Idioms Expert

The Liu Family compound in the east of the city is located beside the clear water lake, and there is still a plant in front of the gate There are two rows of willow trees, which complement the name of the compound and are very suitable for the occasion.

Wu Jun used to be out of date here. He thought that when he had money, he would buy such a compound and plant two trees in front of the gate, one was a cash cow, and the other… was also a cash cow.

Looking at the dignified mansion, Wu Jun walked into the gate with a sigh, led by a servant through the three-entry yard, and walked side by side with Red Sleeve into the garden in the backyard.

Looking up and looking into the garden, the garden is full of peonies, surrounded by a pavilion, where a bearded scribe sits drinking and enjoying the flowers.

After seeing the two, the scholar stood up and greeted him with a smile: “I saw Young Master Wu in Simayuan, many thanks for the care you have taken for my sister in the next few days, if you don’t dislike it. , please enter the pavilion for a short rest and drink a few glasses of wine.”

Wu Jun glanced at the jug on the table, shook his head and said, “I don’t drink, drinking will make my hand holding the needle unstable. “

Sima Yuan was laughed and said, “Then let’s drink tea. Drinking tea and enjoying flowers is also a great joy in life.” He clapped his hands, and immediately a servant removed the jug and brewed it. Tea came.

Wu Jun thanked him, entered the pavilion and sat down, looked at Sima Yuan curiously and said, “Isn’t this courtyard owned by the Liu Family, when did it become the property of Lord Sima?”

Sima Yuan smiled slightly: “I just bought it not long ago, but Liu Family slaughtered me hard.”

Wu Jun felt that the swindlers were really spending their money in order to deceive people. Yes, I couldn’t help but tsk tsk twice, and said in a low voice: “Dog big family.”

Sima Yuan slightly startled: “What did you say?”

Wu Jun smiled and said: “It’s nothing, It just feels like a big family like you spends a lot of money.”

In the pavilion, Wu Jun and the two were chatting and laughing, and Qin Yue’er held his sword tightly on a big willow tree outside the yard. Shank, a cold sweat broke out in shock.

With a little match, Qin Yue’er recognized the person sitting with Wu Jun——

One of the three Confucians of Demon Sect, Right Protector Sima Yuan!

How come this devil came to golden flower?

Although she has already broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, and Sima Yuan is the same realm, but Sima Yuan is a veteran of Demon Sect. He has been famous throughout the world several decades ago, and the bones under his hands are piled up like mountains. !

And he is also from the orthodox Imperial College of Supreme Learning and is proficient in many Confucian secrets. If it wasn’t because he was framed by the same sect that year, his temperament changed drastically and he joined the Destiny Sect, I am afraid that Lu Li’s position as the dean of the Imperial College of Supreme Learning would be his!

This and the others, even if she fights to the death, she doesn’t have much chance of winning, even more how Wu Jun is still beside him and is held hostage by him.

Qin Yue’er was secretly annoyed and regretted that he should not have been so careless this time, and let Wu Jun fall into a dangerous place, while secretly transporting his true essence, he was ready to rush up and fight Sima Yuan at any time.

Wu Jun on the other side didn’t notice the danger at all. Looking at Sima Yuan in the posture of a master, he only felt that he was putting on airs and pretending to be quite similar.

Sima Yuan was not in a hurry, but was really enjoying the flowers, sipping a cup of tea, leisurely said: “Peony, the rich and noble of flowers, is dignified and elegant, and can be called the king of flowers. “

Wu Jun shook his head and said, “Although the peony is good, it can’t stand the wind and frost. Lonely and reddish low to the rain, away from Phi Po Yan scattered with the wind. Qingming is still melancholy when it falls, not to mention drifting in the soil. .”

Listening to the verse written by Wu Jun said without thinking, Sima Yuan couldn’t help being in a trance.

Recall that when he was the champion in high school, he was a crane in a flock of chickens among the exams, like a peony surrounded by a hundred flowers, thriving.

Nowadays, they are living in the rivers and lakes, and they have become the devil who everyone shouts and kills, just like the peony mentioned in Wu Jun’s poems, after a wind and rain, the petals wither with the wind, and the soil is scattered. middle.

“Good poetry!”

Sima Yuan slowly came back to his senses, didn’t expect Wu Jun to have such literary talent, and re-examined it with a novel look Wu Jun, said: “Young Master Wu has a good literary talent, why don’t you join us and seek a common cause.” He has developed himself to become his downline, he really makes the best use of everything, and thieves don’t take it for granted!

After being stunned for a moment, Wu Jun said in a persuasive tone: “Being down-to-earth and thinking about these crooked ways all day will not end well.”

Sima Yuan sneered With a smile: “Ha, what is the right way and what is the evil way? Like those scholars in the Imperial court, they are as hypocritical, just and honourable on the surface. p> Wu Jun heard slightly frowned, didn’t expect this man was still an old angry young man, he stopped persuading him, opened his mouth and said, “Oh, you are right, everything is right.”

Sima Yuan didn’t wait for Wu Jun’s rebuttal, he couldn’t help but stunned for a moment, and said, “So, you agree to join our Destiny Cult?”

“Destiny Cult?”

Wu Jun looked towards him strangely, didn’t expect this liar, seeing that he could not fool himself by pretending to be an official, he actually raised the banner of the Destiny Religion.

Sima Yuan didn’t know what Wu Jun was thinking, thought he was still hesitating, cleared his throat, and moved towards Wu Jun and explained: “Our Destiny Religion is Confucian orthodoxy, following the concept of Saint Destiny supreme. If you are willing to join my teaching, you can join my sect, and I will teach you carefully and make you feel like a spring breeze—”

Sima Yuan said, already using Confucianism spell, want to turn words into a spring breeze, let Wu Jun see his strength.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no change in the pavilion, and the spring breeze did not blow.

Sima Yuan noticed the strangeness, and repeated with doubts on his face: “As in the spring breeze…as in the spring breeze…as in the spring breeze…”

Wu Jun looked towards a fool After meeting him, he said, “Brother Ma, I don’t have a hard ear, so you don’t have to keep repeating it.”

Sima Yuan stopped, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then changed the words, Continue to move towards Wu Jun and cast it: “like drinking sweet rain…spring wind transform to rain…enlightenment…”

Wu Jun looked at this Sima Yuan, who tried his best to recite the idiom to show that he was talented and learned. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he interrupted: “Okay, I know you’re a scholar, you can stop.”

Sima Yuan choked on him and drank dryly. He took a sip of tea, and then moved towards Hong Xiu with a blushing face: “It’s like a spring breeze!”

The next moment, a gentle spring breeze blew across Hong Xiu’s cheeks, gently raising the hair on her temples.

Sima Yuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around, moved towards Wu Jun and shouted again: “It’s like a spring breeze.” Wu Jun’s side didn’t change at all, and he stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

With his great Confucian cultivation base, spell doesn’t work for Wu Jun, which is a hell of a time!

Even the Sect Lord, who is a realm, can only resolve his spells, rather than make the spells he casts useless.

Wu Jun doesn’t have a trace of style, how did he do it?

Is he God’s illegalimate child?

(End of this chapter)