Guangyi looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and silently recited the "Great Sun Illuminating Light Sutra" with his mouth, without any strange color on his face.

I’m just kidding, I’m just a great monk with average qualifications, and everyone present is better than me. If I dare to show off, I’m afraid I’ll be eaten by these female fairies.

Amitabha!

"Lu Lang and the two masters, please sit down, Xiaocui quickly go make tea."

"Yes!"

Xiaocui agreed. , a burst of smoke rose around the body, and suddenly disappeared.

Okay... the only ghost similar to me has also left...

Eh, no, it seems to be a bit incense?

Guang Yi blinked, silently practiced his skills, and felt carefully, only to feel the incense on the hostess in front of him that was so rich that it was almost impossible to dissolve it.

What a guy! God of Incense?

Guang Yi was stunned. The god of incense and fire with so much fragrance was as beautiful as a peach blossom and had a dignified posture. The two temperaments were perfectly integrated. Could it be that he was in front of the Lingbei City God?

Guang Yue pulled Guang Yi and said, "This is the Peach Blossom Fairy who was conferred by the imperial court."

Guang Yi realized then and hurriedly put his hands together and saluted, "I've seen you before. Peach Blossom Fairy!"

"You're welcome, master, please drink tea."

Shen Ying smiled slightly, took the tea cup from Xiao Cui, and handed it to Guang Yi.

　…

Everyone sat down, knowing that Guang Yue and Guang Yi were on the same road. Shen Ying looked at Lu Zheng again, "Did Mr. Lu just come back?"

“Exactly.” Lu Zheng nodded.

"Lu Lang is so cruel. He told such a sad story and then left as if nothing had happened? But in the end, we were left mourning and lamenting." Shen Ying said quietly.

"Huh?" Lu Zheng was dumbfounded.

"We haven't done anything else these days except copying books." Shen Ying shook her head and said.

Blinking and looking at the resentful expressions the girls looked at him, Lu Zheng knew that Liu Qingyan had made things easier for everyone.

　“Have you read it all?”

“I’ve read it, it’s really a touching story. I didn’t expect Mr. Lu to have such a good story.”< br />
Bi Xin’s jade snake waist was swaying, her figure was as soft as a bone, “I was so moved by this story that I cried several times.”

Tsk, this enchanting expression, this seductive tone...

How many times have you cried? I believe you!

Bai Ting'er came jumping up and down, "And that piece of music, it's so nice. Did you compose it, Mr. Lu?"

"No, no, It's a tune that originally existed in my hometown." Lu Zheng waved his hands hurriedly.

“I wonder if there are lyrics?” Yu Ming asked expectantly.

Lu Zheng shook his head, "There are no lyrics."

"What a pity... There is a masterpiece of music, but no lyrics to match it." Yu Ming said regretfully.

Hu Cainiang said, "Write a poem to go with it."

Yu Ming rolled her eyes at her. She was not interested in dancing, playing and playing with this person. The vixen of men has nothing to say.

If it weren’t for the elder sister’s compulsion, she might not even be able to read the words, and she would be illiterate!

Hu Cainiang obviously understood Yu Mingxin’s eyes, and she was so angry that she said, “I’m not talking about you. You just sing well and don’t know the lyrics. I’m talking about Mr. Lu. , he can write the poem "Taoyao", but he can't write a lyric?"

Yu Mingxin:

Hu Cainiang: (｀^′

The next moment, Hua Yixing took the two girls aside with one hand and said, "Sit down!"

"Oh~"

" Yes~”

…

The audience member interacted with Lu Zheng, Guang Yue and Guang Yi looked confused, but it was hard to ask.
< br />Shen Ying, as the local host, explained to the two of them in a low voice.

“Amitabha!”

“I didn’t expect Brother Dao to write stories. "Guang Yue was very surprised.

Lu Zheng was speechless, "I didn't write it, it was my hometown..."

"Where is Brother Dao's hometown?" Guang Yue asked Said.

Lu Zheng blinked and resisted the urge to beat him up. He just drank a cup of tea and sighed with regret.

At this glance, There’s a story!

“Amitabha!”

With such a performance, Guangyue couldn’t continue to ask more questions. He just announced the Buddha’s name and said with concern, “Tao Brother, you must know that if you don’t understand your inner demons, it’s hard to practice!”

Lu Zheng nodded, silently revealing a trace of pure Baiyun Qi.

Guangyue, "..."

……

Everyone drank tea and chatted, but they basically talked about "Butterfly Lovers"》.

Sometimes Liang Shanbo is so pitiful, and sometimes Zhu Yingtai is so pitiful.

Either Ma Wencai is really hateful, or Zhu Fu is an antique.

Of course, it is inevitable to talk about the joy of college life, as well as the misunderstandings and laughter of sworn sworn friends in the thatched cottage and seeing each other off at eighteen miles apart.

While chatting, Guang Yue and Guang Yi also finished reading the copy of "Butterfly Lovers" copied by Taohua Village.

“A good story, different from most picture books on the market.”

It’s an alien method.”

“There must be an alien who couldn’t see through it, and secretly used magical powers to help, attaching the souls of Butterfly Lovers and Zhu Liang to the butterfly.”

“ Then why is it on the butterfly, and why doesn't it show up to help? I think it's because the two people's obsession with growing old together holding hands is too strong, and their souls are immortal, and they are attached to the butterfly with a weak soul."

"But in this case, they won't live long..."

"It's good to live in two places like this, even if it's just for a few days!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" All eyes were focused on Lu Zheng, and his faint gaze made Lu Zheng feel more uncomfortable than facing dozens of gunpoints.

"Ahem...well...you need to think about this..."

"Ahem, by the way, I have another story here. Listen to it. Don’t you want to listen?”

The best way to divert people’s attention away from a story is, of course, to tell another story.

"What story?"

"A love story about a scholar and a female ghost." Lu Zheng said.

“Listen!” All the girls nodded in unison.

So, Lu Zheng told a story called "A Chinese Ghost Story" in which the protagonist group is Ning Caichen, Nie Xiaoqian, and Yan Chixia.

Lu Zheng did not follow Pu Songling’s original version, but mainly based on Hong Kong movies, creating a cowardly but determined scholar, a kind but sad female ghost, and a bold and unruly The Taoist Swordsman.

The end of the story is still blank. Ning Caichen takes Nie Xiaoqian’s ashes and leaves. Whether to live with her or send her to reincarnate and start a new life is left to the readers’ imagination.

Although there is still a sense of unfinished business, it is much easier to accept than the ending of Butterfly Lovers, where they both died.

The girls were fascinated by what they heard, but the way Shen Ying looked at Lu Zheng was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zheng asked via voice message.

"If sister Yan Hongxia comes back and knows that you wrote her into a Taoist swordsman with a beard, poor clothes, and informality, do you think she will be happy?"
< br />Lu Zheng: (′°Δ°

“This is just a story!” Lu Zheng tried hard to argue.

“This story is based on your last visit. Did you come back to tell us about that thing you encountered on the road?" Shen Ying said quietly, with no emotion or anger in her voice, "Ning Shusheng, Miss Qianqian, the names have not changed much."

Lu Zheng, "..."

"Lu Lang is very good to sister Hongxia. He combined the scenes of Taoist Rong Song and that hero Zhang into one, making them It's in the hands of sister Hongxia."

Shen Ying sighed, "I'm a little pitiful. I really didn't expect that I would be arranged by Lu Lang to be a villain. Wow...concubine I feel so sad..."

Lu Zheng, "..."

I am so wronged!

　
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