153|Ho Buli Ho Keung Moon

It was a man’s voice, very unfamiliar. Although Xie Ren knew that she couldn’t hear it from there, she couldn’t help but lower her voice and said, “Someone is coming. I don’t know if they will be unfavorable to General Pei, we have to hurry and find out where they are now.”

Both of them seemed to be shocked by the visitor, and only after a long time did Pei Ming say, “May I ask who you are? Since we’ve come this far, why don’t you show your true colors?”

The voice said, “That would be a question for you.”

Spirit Man said, “It must be someone who has a grudge against you, most likely a female ghost. You’ve victimized me again.”

Pei Ming said, ”You who speak nonsense with your eyes open. What part of this …… thing looks like a female ghost? Besides, he has not only captured me, maybe he has a grudge against you?”

Spirit Man said, “Forget it, let’s not pass the buck at this time, let’s ride out the storm together. It is also possible that they have a grudge against both you and me at the same time. Do you remember any such person?”

Pei Ming said, “Can’t remember. There are too many.”

The man seemed to come closer and louder, but strangely enough, there were no footsteps, but rather a strange “thumping” sound. He said, “Can you have some face and stop flirting in front of me?”

It seems that the wording and tone of this sentence revealed something, and after a moment of silence, Spirit Man said, “Are you …… Jingwen Zhenjun?”

The voice did not reply. Pei Ming also seemed to freeze, saying, “True Lord Jingwen? That’s not right, would True Lord Jingwen speak in such an uncouth manner?”

Spirit Man grunted, “He’s never like that. Talks one way in front of others, another in front of me, so of course you don’t think it’s like that.”

At this end, Xie Ren frowned slightly and said, “True Lord Jingwen?”

This name, he seemed to have some impression, but could not tell. It sounded like a god of literature, but there were too many gods with words like “literature”, “respect” and “quiet” in their names. At this time, Pei Su whispered, “Jing Wen Zhenjun, is, puts the spirit, Wen Zhenjun pointing generals pointing, up, the first generation, the first Wen God!”

It was only when he said this that Xie Ren finally remembered. When he first ascended, Ling Wen was still just a minor civil official in the Lower Heavenly Court, and at that time, the number one civil deity in the Upper Heavenly Court was not her, but another civil deity. And that God of Wen seemed to be this True Lord Jingwen!

However, nowadays, the God of Jingwen had long since declined, and not a single Jingwen Hall could be found in eight hundred miles. Xie Ren couldn’t help but say, ”So everyone is an acquaintance. Then why can’t we talk properly? Must come up here and use swords and guns to tie up five people.”

Flower City, however, said, “It’s because they’re acquaintances that they have to move their swords and guns and tie them up in five different ways.”

As soon as the words fell, Jing Wen over there spoke again. It seemed that because he had been dismantled, he had to put up a front, he cut a face and spoke more civilly than before, only sheepishly, saying, “Nangong, aren’t you very proud of being your number one God of Writings in the Upper Heavenly Court? How come you smashed your golden rice bowl and ran here?”

Pei Ming said, “See, it’s the one who has a grudge against you. This time it’s for your harm.”

Jingwen, however, said, “General Pei, don’t think that you’ll get away with it just because I’m looking for Nangong to settle the score. This bitch bullied my Jingwen Temple’s incense into decline and secretly sent people to smash my palace to add more fuel to the fire, do you think I don’t know who lent her all those Martial Spirit Officers?”

“……”

Jing Wen continued: ”Nangong you also don’t laugh. In vain, when I appointed you as a general out of a heart that cherishes talent, this is how you repay me, you are truly ungrateful and ungrateful, the most poisonous woman’s heart. I have waited for this day for far, far too long!”

Xie Ren covered his forehead and thought, The three tumors are worthy of being tumors, and the things they do, one is more unkind than the other!

However, Ling Wen said in a faint voice, “True Lord Jing Wen, there’s no one else here right now, and you’ve cursed just now, so why do you need to sympathize with me now? You named me a general, is it really because you cherish talent? Why did you order me, and how did you treat me after you ordered me, is it not clear to others, but is it not clear to you?”

The more Xie Ren heard, the more curious he became, saying, “What’s going on with Jingwen Zhenjun and Lingwen? General Pei, do you know the inside story?”

Pei Zhu also listened attentively and said to him, “Hugs, apologize. That, when I was still, not yet ascended, I knew, not much.”

Xie Ren thought to himself that I’m afraid he can’t get better with this broken sentence, and Hua Cheng said from the side, “Brother, you don’t need to ask anyone else, just ask me.”

Xie Ren wondered, “You also know about these old anecdotes of the Upper Heavenly Court, Sanlang?”

It turned out that it wasn’t his illusion, to the black and white histories of the major Divine Officers of the Heavenly Court, Flower City really did have a handful of vicious information about all of them. With a nod of his head, he really did tell Xie Ren.

It turned out that Jingwen and Lingwen were both gods of literature from the country of Su Li. Jingwen is a few hundred years older than Lingwen, and has deep roots in the country of Su Li. Originally, there was little interaction between these two.

But one year, the Kingdom of Su Li worshipped the god of literature and offered sacrifices. During the festival, there was a small tournament. Young scholars wrote an essay on any topic, without signing their names, and posted it in the largest temple of the God of Literature in the country – at that time, it was the Temple of Respect for Literature. The crowd would evaluate the essay and choose the best one as the winner, rewarding that person.

At that time, when Jingwen was traveling down to the earth, on a whim, he took the form of a scholar and participated in the tournament, and with a single stroke of the pen, he wrote a colorful chapter to glorify the national prestige of the Sunnis, confident that he would be able to stand out among the many articles. Imagine, if the results are revealed after the race, the chapter won the top, and then reveal the truth, the top of the list is Jingwen Zhenjun’s own sub-body, will not it be a beautiful story that will be passed on to future generations?

If things had gone this way, it would have been very harmonious and fulfilling. Who knows, there was a very embarrassing accident.

At the end of the festival, the top of the list was revealed, and the winner was not Jingwen’s Shu Li Fugue, but a piece of curricula called Bu Shu Li.

Such a twist was awkward, but it was kinda funny to the onlookers. Xie Ren asked, “So has Sanlang read ‘Unshaven Lai’?”

Hua Cheng said, “I’ve looked for it. If brother wants to see it, I’ll mime out a rough idea for you some other time.”

Xie Ren was busy saying, “That’s not necessary. However, to be able to defeat True Lord Jingwen, who had already ascended at that time, I think it must have been well-written.”

Hua Cheng commented, ”It’s well written, but it’s not much of a god. It’s just that at that time, the domestic situation of the country of Su Li was not good, and the people of the country had a lot of grievances, so when they saw such a piece, it was just to their liking. In addition to the fact that the kind of articles like ‘The Fugue of Su Li’ was flooded with articles, and I got tired of reading it long time ago, comparing the two, ‘Not Su Li’ naturally won out.”

Xie Ren nodded slightly and said, “There is no first place in literature. It’s not really a big deal, not to mention that the writing isn’t even the same thing.”

Hua Cheng said, “Not bad. At first, Jingwen thought the same thing.”

The people of the Kingdom of Su Li searched everywhere to find out who had made that “Bu Shu Li”, but of course no one claimed it. Who would dare to recognize such a thing? It was easy for someone who was greedy to claim it to be a fake to be exposed. Soon after, because the officials noticed it, the festival took down the top of the list.

Although True Lord Jingwen was not too bitter and scoffed at this tournament, he forgot about it after a few months. The bad part was that a few months later, a shocking news circulated among the Wenshen Gods of the Upper Heavenly Court–

The person who won the top prize with “Bushu Li” at the Wenshin Festival in the country of Su Li has been found out, and has now been arrested and locked up in jail. And this person is actually a young woman who sells shoes on the street!

That’s more like it!

Xie Ren said, “…… sell, sell shoes.”

Hua Cheng said, “Yes. Nangong Jie used to do this on earth.”

No wonder I’ve heard people call the Hall of Spiritual Writings “the Hall of Broken Shoes” more than once or twice in the past, but Xie Ren didn’t think it was right to get to the bottom of this kind of thing, so she never knew where it came from.

Originally, in any case, no one would connect the “Unshu Li” with a shoe saleswoman, but that young woman occasionally helped people copy books and write letters on behalf of the love poems and so on to earn a bit of penny, one day, by the patron found the handwriting and the top of the list of the text of the extreme similarity, reported to the police, and only then was caught.

Upon learning of this matter, True Lord Jingwen put pen to paper and immediately named this young woman named Nangong Jie.

You should know that at that time, there were originally few goddesses, not that there weren’t any, but most of them were in charge of flowers, embroidery and handicrafts, singing and dancing talents and whatnot. Even in the case of generals, people were not willing to order women to be subordinate magistrates. Female gods of literature were even rarer. Women in the temple of the god of literature, all colors are beautiful girls, and is not in charge of literature, mostly ink and paper for the soft jade, can not be counted as magistrates, at most, can only be counted as ornamental objects.

Jingwen Zhenjun this move, in all the gods of literature won a piece of talent, everyone said this little girl luck is too good, met Jingwen Zhenjun such a discerning nobleman, not only escaped from the disaster of prison, but also climbed the branch into a phoenix, just like a good story.

At the moment, however, the protagonists of the “good story” are aggressively confronting each other.

Over there, Jingwen said, “The thousand ways that I hold you in high regard have instead turned into unkindness when they come out of your mouth.”

Spirit Man had always been polite and unassuming, but at this time, he mocked, “Forget it. You shouldn’t go around saying how much you value me. If you really valued me, you wouldn’t have had me serving tea and wiping paperwork for everyone in your temple for decades, hiking hundreds of miles to fetch a draft of a poem, and giving gifts to the other Divine Officers during the New Year’s festivals without stopping.”

Xie Ren thought about it and it seemed to be true, when he first ascended, every time he saw Ling Wen, she was forever doing odd jobs. It was because she was doing an exceptional amount of odd jobs that Xie Ren then vaguely remembered that there was 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 why I won’t promote you?”

Spirit Man 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 up in a cell, I could at least face the wall and meditate, but after I was appointed general, there was not a single moment that I was not working as a cow for you and kneeling down to do odd jobs. If you want to grind me to death like this, the method is not bad.”

Jing Wen drank, “Nangong! You still refuse to admit your fault even now!”

Spirit Man asked rhetorically, “What’s wrong with me?”

Toowoong said, “So is it still my fault? What I let you do is what is best for you to do. If you can’t even do this little thing well, who are you to do something more important? I only gave you so many opportunities to cultivate for the sake of refining your heart. It is your own lack of ability, how can you blame me for refusing to promote you? Your heart is too high, but you are a woman after all, you can’t reach that high, you have to recognize that fact!”

Ling Wen let out a “haha” laugh, seemingly angered by him, and lowered his voice, “Good! You say that I can’t reach that high, then, may I ask if your Jingwen Hall, at the height of its incense, could reach the knees of my Lingwen Hall today?!”

Xie Ren sniffed out the increasingly thick stale resentment and fire in the words of both sides, thinking that he couldn’t let them talk any longer, and as a last resort, he used a very rough method.

He fiercely punched the ground, accompanied by a shocking sound, and at that moment, the ground cracked open into a huge round pit four feet square with him at its center!

Hua Cheng immediately understood what he wanted to do and said, “Brother!”

Xie Ren drove his hand to wave the dust in the air, coughed a few times, and said, “This is the most direct! I’ll be in charge of trying this side! Sanlang you and General Little Pei …… lie on one side!”

He had wanted to arrange for Hua Cheng and Pei Su to try other directions, but right now both of them were in a lesser state than him. And naturally, Hua Cheng couldn’t listen to him and obediently lie on the side, choosing the opposite direction from Xie Ren, summoning Doom and stabbing into the ground.

This slash and Xie Ren’s punch caused the same effect. The two alternated creating one loud noise after another as both sides grew farther and farther apart. After several punches, Xie Ren gazed and listened carefully, Pei Ming and Ling Wen did not react, neither of them seemed to have heard the loud rumbling noise he created, while Jing Wen seemed to have been poked at by Ling Wen, and laughed back in anger, as he tore off his original mask of gentleness, and turned back into the acerbic tone of scolding a dog and a man and a woman, and said: ”Nangong Jie you are less villainous and tailspinning in front of me! In the beginning, if I didn’t point you out, you were afraid that you would have given birth to an unknown number of people’s children in the prison on earth!”

This sentence can be a bit unseemly, Xie Ren’s hands almost slipped. Even Pei Ming couldn’t listen to it anymore and said, “You’re at least a god of literature, can your mouth not be so nasty?”

Jing Wen said, “Nangong look, your good concubine is protecting you! What kind of reputation do you have, General Pei, how can you dare to say that I am indecent?”

Ling Wen said, “In your head, who is not my concubine|head? Do you want to settle a score? Then let’s settle it!”

Xie Ren had already leaped a good distance away and once again struck the ground with his fist. This time, Jing Wen on Silver Butterfly’s side alertly said, “What’s that sound?!”

Xie Ren’s heart rejoiced: he had found the right direction!

Pei Ming and Ling Wen also heard it. Pei Ming hesitantly said, “Who started the fight up there?”

Picking up again, Xie Ren ran out a few feet and threw another thunderous punch. Pei Ming said, “Closer! What a strong blasting force! It’s coming from above!”

This is it!

Xie Ren stopped throwing punches, pulled out Fang Xin, and fiercely chopped down with a sword-

The sword qi was so great that the ground collapsed, and with that, he fell into a Sen cool hole in the ground. Xie Ren prayed in his heart that he hadn’t smashed Pei Ming and Ling Wen, waved the dust in the air, stood up, gripped his sword and turned around, saying, “To ……”

The moment the real body of the “True Lord Jingwen” came into view, Xie Ren couldn’t help but widen his eyes.