Chapter 153

It was a man's voice, very unfamiliar. Although Xie Lian knew that he couldn't hear it over there, he couldn't help but lowered his voice and said, "Someone is here. I don't know if it will be bad for General Pei, so I have to find out where they are now."

The two of them seemed to be shocked by the people who came over there. After a long while, Pei Ming said, "Dare to ask who your Excellency is? Since you have reached this stage, why don't you show your true face?"

The voice said, "Then I will ask you."

Lingwen said: "It must have a grudge against you, most likely a female ghost. You have hurt me again."

Pei Ming said: "You who are talking nonsense with your eyes open. This... Is there anything about this thing that looks like a ghost? Besides, he has not only caught me, maybe he has a grudge against you?"

Lingwen said: "Forget it, don't blame each other at this time, let's get through the difficulties together. It is also possible that both you and I have hatred at the same time. Do you remember any such person?"

Pei Ming said: "I can't remember. There are too many."

The man seemed to be getting closer and his voice was louder, but strangely, he didn't hear footsteps, instead he heard a strange sound of "dong dong". He said, "Can you point your face and stop flirting in front of me?"

It seems that the wording and tone of this sentence revealed something. After a moment of silence, Lingwen said: "You are...Jingwen Zhenjun?"

The voice didn't answer. Pei Ming also seemed to be stunned, and said: "Jingwen Zhenjun? Isn't it right, Jingwen Zhenjun speaks so unkindly?"

Lingwen hummed: "He's always been like this. He speaks in one tone in front of others, and in another tone in front of me, of course you don't think so."

At this end, Xie Lian frowned slightly and said, "Jingwen Zhenjun?"

This title, he seems to have a little impression, but he is not sure. It sounds like a god of literature, but in the god of literature, there are too many words such as "wen", "respect" and "jing" in the name of the god. At this time, Pei Su said in a low voice, "Respect Zhenjun Wen, yes, please point your spirit, Zhenjun Wen, come up, the first generation, the first Wen Shen!"

When he said this, Xie Lian finally remembered it. When he first ascended, Lingwen was only a small civil servant who went to heaven. At that time, the first literary god who went to heaven was not her, but another literary god. And that Wenshen seems to be the True Monarch Jingwen!

However, the Jingwen God has long since declined, and there is no Jingwen Temple to be found in eight hundred miles. Xie Lian couldn't help but said: "It turns out that everyone is an acquaintance. Then why can't you speak well? You must come up and use a knife and a gun."

Huacheng said: "It is because they are acquaintances, so they have to use a knife and a gun to be tied."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingwen spoke again. It seems that because his identity has been dismantled, he is about to put on an air. He cut a face, and his speech is more gentle than before, but the needle is hidden in the cotton, and said: "Nangong, you are not very proud to be your first literary god in heaven. Why? How did you smash your golden job and come here?"

Pei Ming said: "Did you see it, I have a grudge against you. This time it's for you."

Jingwen said, "General Pei, don't think that I will settle accounts with Nangong, and you will be able to escape. This slut insults my Jingwen Palace, and secretly sends people to smash my palace to add firewood and fire. You think I don't. Do you know who lent her those military priests?"

"..."

Jingwen continued: "Nangong, don't laugh. It was a waste of my cherishing talent to take you as a general. That's how you repaid me. You are really ungrateful and unrighteous, and the most poisonous woman's heart. I will wait for this day, Waited too long!"

Xie pity covered his forehead and said in his heart: The three cancers are worthy of being cancers, and the things they do are more unkind than the other!

Who knows, Lingwen said in a low voice: "Jingwen Zhenjun, there is no one else here at the moment. You have already scolded you just now, so why do you have to be so pretentious? You ordered my generals, is it really because you cherish your talents? Why did you order me, and how did you treat me after ordering me, others don't know, do you not know in your own mind?"

The more Xie Lian listened, the more curious he said, "What happened to Zhenjun Jingwen and Lingwen? General Pei, do you know the inside story?"

Pei Su also listened carefully, and said to him: "Sorry, sorry. Then, I haven't ascended yet, and I don't know much about it."

Xie Lian thought that his sentence could not be better, Huacheng said on the side: "Brother, don't ask others, just ask me."

Xie Lian said: "Do you also know Saburo's anecdote about the old age in the heaven?"

It turned out that it was not his illusion. Huacheng really had a hand in the black history and white history of the major priests in Heaven. He nodded and really told Xie Lian.

It turned out that Jingwen and Lingwen were both the gods of literature from the kingdom of Xuli. Jingwen is several hundred years older than Lingwen, and has a solid foundation in the Kingdom of Suri. Originally, the two had little to do with each other.

But one year, the Kingdom of Suli worshipped the God of Literature. During the sacrifice, there is a small competition. The young students took Xu Liguo as the title of the essay, and the subject matter was not limited. They wrote an article without signature and posted it in the largest Wen Temple in China - at that time, it was the Jingwen Temple. It is evaluated by everyone, and the best one is selected as the leader, and the person is rewarded.

At that time, it happened that Zhenjun Jingwen was going down to earth to play. On a whim, he took the shape of a scholar and participated in this competition. He swiped it and wrote a brilliant chapter, praising the national prestige of Suri. stand out. Just imagine, if the results are announced after the game, this chapter wins the championship, and then the truth is revealed. The person who tops the list is Zhenjun Jingwen's own avatar.

If things were this way, it would have been very harmonious and happy. Who knows, a very embarrassing accident happened.

After the ceremony, the top of the list was announced, and the winner was not Jingwen's "Xuli Fu", but a strategy theory called "Bu Xuli".

It's an embarrassing turn of events, but it's kind of funny to others. Xie Lian asked: "Have Saburo watched "Buxu Li"?"

Huacheng Road: "Look for it. If my brother wants to see it, I will give you a rough idea another day."

Xie Lian hurriedly said: "That's not necessary. However, the ability to defeat the Jingwen Zhenjun, who had already soared at that time, must have been well written."

Huacheng commented: "It's well written, but it's not too much of a god. It's just that the domestic situation in the country of Xuli was not good at that time, and there were a lot of resentments in the country. After seeing such a thing, it just fits the taste. Plus "Xuli Fu" That kind of article is flooded with disasters, and I am tired of reading it, and when comparing the two, "Bu Xu Li" naturally wins."

Xie pity nodded slightly and said: "Wen Wu is the first. This is actually no big deal, not to mention that it is not the same thing written at all."

Huacheng Road: "Yes. At the beginning, Jingwen thought so too."

The Sulli people searched everywhere to find who made the "Bu Sulli", but of course no one claimed it. Who dares to recognize this kind of thing? Some people pretend to be greedy, and it is easy to reveal the truth. Soon, because of being noticed by officers and soldiers, the festival took down the top of the list.

Although Zhenjun Jingwen was not very happy about this match, he scoffed, but he forgot about it after a few months. The bad is bad. A few months later, an amazing news spread among the literary gods who went to heaven—

The person who won the first prize with "Busuli" at the Suri Kingdom's Wenshen Ceremony has still been found out, and now he has been arrested and imprisoned. And this person is actually a young woman selling shoes on the street!

It's worth it!

Thanks for the pity: "...Sell, sell shoes."

Huacheng Road: "Yes. Nangongjie used to do this in the world."

It's no wonder that I have heard someone privately call Lingwen Hall "Broken Shoes Hall", more than once or twice, but Xie Lian doesn't think that we should get to the bottom of this kind of thing, so I never know where it came from.

Originally, no one would associate "Bu Shu Li" with a shoe girl, but the young woman occasionally helped people to copy and write love poems to earn some transportation fees. The customer found that the handwriting was very similar to the first article on the list, and reported it, only to be caught.

After learning about this, Zhenjun Jingwen waved his pen and immediately named the young woman named Nangongjie.

You must know that there were originally few goddesses at that time, not no, but most of them were flowers, flowers, embroidery, singing and dancing talents. Even if it is a general, everyone is reluctant to appoint a woman to be a lower-level priest. Feminine goddesses are extremely rare. The women in the Temple of Literature are all beautiful girls, and they are not the ones who are in charge of writing.

With this move, Zhenjun Jingwen won a reputation among the gods for cherishing talents. Everyone knew that this little girl was really lucky. When she met a noble person like Zhenjun Jingwen, she not only escaped from prison. Disaster, but also climbed the branch and turned into a phoenix, just like a good story.

However, at this moment, the protagonists of "Story" are confronting aggressively.

Over there, Jing Wen said, "I hold you so much, but when it comes to your mouth, it turns out to be malicious."

Lingwen has always treated people politely, neither humble nor arrogant, but at this time he mocked: "Forget it. Don't talk about how much you value me all day long. If you really value me, you won't let me stay in your palace for decades. I brought tea and water to everyone and wiped the copywriting, walked hundreds of miles to get a poem, and kept giving gifts to other priests during the festivals."

Xie Lian thought about it, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. When he first ascended, every time he saw Lingwen, she was always doing errands. It is because she does a lot of errands that Xie Lian vaguely remembers such a person. Jing Wen said: "In the end, you are basically complaining that I refuse to promote you. But why don't you think about it, why don't I promote you?"

Lingwen said: "Why? I also want to know why. Originally, as a mortal, I still had time to read and write. Even when I was locked in prison, I could at least face the wall and meditate. After being ordered, I was absent all day. Be a cow and a horse for you, kneel down and do odd jobs. If you want to grind me to death like this, it's a good way."

Jing Wen shouted: "Nangong! You still don't want to admit your mistake!"

Lingwen asked back, "What's wrong with me?"

Jingwen said: "Is it still my fault? What I asked you to do is the most suitable for you. If you can't do this little thing well, why do you do more important things? I'm here to train you. It is the nature of your heart that gives you so many opportunities for cultivation. It is your own incompetence, so how can you blame me for not promoting you? Your heart is too high, but you are a woman after all, you cannot reach that high level, you have to admit this fact!"

Lingwen laughed "haha", seemed to be provoked by him, lowered his voice and said: "Okay! You said that I can't reach that high, then, how about when your Jingwen Hall was at its most prosperous period, I got my Lingwen. Temple's knee now?!"

Xie Lian smelled the growing old resentment and anger in the words of the two sides, thinking that they could not let them talk anymore. As a last resort, they resorted to a very rough method.

He slammed into the ground with a punch, accompanied by a loud noise. Immediately, the ground took him as his heart, and a huge round pit with a square of four feet was cracked!

Huacheng immediately understood what he wanted to do and said: "Brother!"

Xie Lian waved the dust in the air, coughed a few times, and said: "This is the most direct! I'm responsible for trying this side! Saburo, you and General Pei... lie on the side!"

He originally wanted to arrange Huacheng and Pei Su to try other directions, but now the two of them are not as good as him. And Huacheng naturally couldn't listen to his obedient lying on the side, chose the opposite direction to Xie Lian, summoned the fate, and stabbed into the ground with a knife.

This knife and Xie Lian's punch had the same effect. The two alternately made loud noises one after another, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther. After punching several times, Xie Lian listened attentively. Pei Ming and Lingwen did not respond. They didn't seem to hear the loud bang he made. Jingwen seemed to be hit by Lingwen's pain point. He tore off the original gentle mask, and turned into a biting tone when scolding dogs and men, saying: "Nangongjie, don't stand in front of me. I don't know how many children have been born in this human prison!"

This sentence is a bit ungracious, and Xie Lian's men almost slipped. Even Pei Ming couldn't listen anymore, and said, "You are a literary god after all, can you stop being so obscene?"

Jingwen said: "Look at Nangong, your good concubine is protecting you! What is your reputation as General Pei, how can you be embarrassed to call me dirty?"

Lingwen said: "In your mind, who is not my concubine? Do you want to settle the account? Then we will come and settle it!"

Xie Lian has jumped out for a long distance, and once again punched the ground. This time, Jing Wen on Yindie's side was alert and said, "What sound?!"

Thanks for the joy in heart: found the right direction!

Pei Ming and Lingwen also heard it. Pei Ming hesitated: "Who started the fight on it?"

After further efforts, Xie Lian rushed out a few feet, and it was another thunderous punch. Pei Ming said: "It's getting closer! What a strong blasting force! It came from above!"

right here!

Xie pity no longer punches, draws out his heart, and slashes down with a sword——

The sword energy was so strong that the ground collapsed suddenly, and immediately, he fell into a cool and cool underground hole. Xie Lian prayed that Pei Ming and Lingwen would not be hit, waved the dust in the air, stood up, held his sword and turned around, saying: "Respect..."

At the moment when the real body of "Jingwen Zhenjun" came into his eyes, Xie Lian couldn't help but widen his eyes.