Qingyu felt uncomfortable and even felt a little regretful.

However, with his personality, he doesn't like to give up halfway through doing things.

What's more, when I thought about it, it seemed very normal for a monk in the Jindan stage to fall into the hands of a big demon king like himself and to be nervous and afraid.

If the other party really doesn't care at all, it's really strange.

Thinking of this, Qingyu's face calmed down a little, and she felt that the fat man in front of her was no longer so disgusting.

But such thoughts are just a turn in my mind.

The reason was nothing, because soon, he discovered that this fat man actually wiped his nose with the corner of his clothes!

Qin Yan's pupils shrank slightly. For him, who had always liked to be clean and tidy, he wanted to slap this hateful fat man to death.

But after all, the other party rescued him by himself. In a blink of an eye, he killed him again. What's the matter?

Thinking of this, Qingyu took a deep breath and told himself to be calm and to be calm.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. I saved you because I saw you being bullied by those cultivators and misunderstood by them."

Qingyu sighed: "We are both people who have fallen into the world."

"Are they both fallen into the world?"

The fat man was stunned and didn't think much. He almost instinctively replied: "Why do you have to know each other when you meet?"

"What?" Qingyu's pupils shrank slightly, and her whole body felt as if struck by lightning. She suddenly turned around and showed an extremely excited expression on her face: "What did you say? What did you say just now?"

"What did I say?"

The fat man was confused, with a surprised and fearful expression, and was very puzzled. He just replied, "Why do you have to know each other when you meet? What's wrong with the other person being so excited?"

Could this sentence be wrong and made the demon cultivator in front of him angry?

He was puzzled, but in the face of Qin Yan's aggressive gaze, he honestly replied: "I just said, why do you have to know each other when you meet?"

"We are both people who have fallen into the world, why do we have to know each other when we meet?"

Qingyu couldn't help but murmur.

Unlike those rude demon cultivators, the demon king in front of him is a civil and military talent. In addition to his great strength, he also likes human poetry and songs.

An accident, he read a broken poem in an ancient classic, and he was both a fallen person in the world.

Qingyu likes this poem very much, it is definitely a quatrain for the ages.

However, there is obviously a sentence missing later.

He read all the classics but couldn't find any clues.

To restrain the demonic spirit, Qingyu visited many famous poets in the human world, but no one could make up for this sentence.

Even if I barely make up for that sentence, I always feel that the temperature is still a little lacking.

I have always felt deeply regretful.

At this moment, I felt something and read it out casually, but I didn't expect that I got this answer from the fat man, which surprised him.

They are both people who have fallen into the world, so why do you have to know each other when you meet?

Qingyu murmured to himself, and recited it several times in a row, and then a very bright light burst out from his eyes.

The expression also became very ecstatic in an instant.

He suddenly turned his body, his eyes were burning, and he looked at the fat man: "Do you still understand poetry?"

The fat man was stunned. The style of the painting became too abrupt. He had not figured out what was going on, so he nodded blankly: "I understand a little."

"Okay, then you can write a poem for me."

"A poem?"

The fat man looked shocked and felt that things were beginning to develop towards an increasingly strange situation.

I was clearly here to hunt for treasure, but I was lost and caught by the demon cultivator. The demon cultivator did not kill or beat him, but asked me to write a poem. Oh my God, I didn’t dream!

The fat man thought for a long time but couldn't understand it. When he saw him dazed there, Qingyu's expression became sharp: "Are you lying to me? You read the poem just now from another place, but you don't know how to write poems, lyrics, songs?"

"No, I understand!"

Although the fat man was confused until now and didn't quite understand what the other party was just talking about, he vaguely felt that if he said he didn't understand poetry, he might be in trouble next.

At this moment, the fat man dared not anger this guy, so he followed the other party's words and pleading with him became the only choice.

Qingyu's face looked a little shepherd's. "Since you understand poetry, then you can write a poem. I want to see, what level of poetry can you write?"

Can you write a nonsense poem?

The fat man was speechless. Although he had been to college in his previous life, he studied science. How could he know how to write poetry?

What's more, even a liberal arts student may not have such skills.

I don't know if limerick counts.

But no matter how much he complained, he was not panicked.

Although he did not understand poetry, he had at least recited a lot of it in his previous life.

At this moment, seeing the other party urging him in a hurry, the fat man didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately wrote a song.

Goose, goose, goose, sings in the sky.

White hair floats on green water, red palms push clear waves.

I remember that in the first grade of elementary school, this is the first poem I learned.

Although simple, it is catchy.

If you can be selected into the textbook, your level is of course extremely high.

Qing Yu really looked shocked, he had never heard of this poem before.

A few simple sentences present a clear picture to his eyes. It is indeed a good poem and can be called a quatrain for the ages.

After a while of shock, he felt that the feeling this poem brought to people was simply a long aftertaste, and then he gave a deep gift to the fat man.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed a talented person. I wonder if I can write another poem?"

This time, his attitude was obviously much better, even with a little respectful look.

Panasonic asked the boy, and said that Master would go to collect herbs.

Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don’t know where it is.

The fat man immediately brought out another Tang poem without thinking. This quatrain that has been passed down through the ages is very wide and is also very familiar to him.

Qingyu was even more shocked.

I have never heard of such a good poem. It is obviously original by the fat man in front of me. Otherwise, such an eternal quatrain would definitely be very extensive, and all scholars in the world would hear it.

In an instant, his view of the fat man changed drastically.

Originally, the other party burst into tears and snot, but he felt disgusted, but now he only felt that this person was his true nature.

"Fellow Taoist great talent!"

He bowed deeply to the fat man, and the expression on his face actually felt a bit respectful.

The fat man was shocked.

In fact, he had no idea what was going on. He would do it when the other party asked him to do it. That was because the strength of each other was very different. He did not dare to disobey the demon clan in front of him. He still understood the truth that the heroes did not suffer the loss in front of him.

But what happened to the other party's expression of admiration?

Where am I?

What did I just do?

The fat man felt dizzy.

Even suspected of dreaming.

Just like this, I spent a cup of tea.
Chapter completed!