I Come from the Mortal Realm
Chapter 455

Marquis Anqing Was Sent by Heaven to Ruin This Prince

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At this moment, someone finally made a sound, but it was reading the seven-melody poem Xu Yi had left.

"Open the tent and go to the distant stream, and walk on the fireworks trail. Guests come to the fairy pavilion to relax with cranes, go boating and fish at the pond full of flying gulls.

The stage reflects the blue spring, the cold well is cold, and the moon shines brightly in the ancient forest. Looking back at the four mountains to watch the sunset, the forest and the water are green and green.

This poem makes perfect use of the objects in the painting, the writing is cool and the music is harmonious, and it perfectly interprets the tranquility and tranquility of a fisherman returning home at night. It blends emotions with scenery and scenes. It is truly a masterpiece, but, just..."

"Just nothing!"

Prince Pu'an Yi seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and shouted sternly, "Speak quickly, if your words are correct, I will be rewarded heavily." As he spoke, he actually pulled the man out of the crowd.

But he is also a young man who looks like a scholar in Confucian robes.

The young man in Confucian uniform was startled, but was forced by Prince Pu'an Yi's majestic gaze, so he had to say truthfully, "It's just not yet a perfect product. With Mr. Gu's level, he shouldn't give in just yet, and there's no need to express such emotion!"

"I knew it, I knew it!"

Prince Pu'an Yi suddenly raised his voice, pointed at Xu Yi and said loudly, "I knew you were colluding and working together to deceive me. Wow, you are so brave. You dare to frame me. I think you are tired of living!"

"Yeah!"

Yan Zi suddenly screamed, causing everyone to look at her. Prince Pu'an Yi was really ready to go crazy. Yan Zi pointed at the seven-rhyme poem on the desk and shouted excitedly, "Read the poem backwards, word by word!"

"Yeah"

"Ah"

"Yeah"

"Yeah"

In an instant, the whole place seemed to be filled with 18,000 ducks, and the sound of yapping could be heard one after another.

Prince Pu'an Yi also looked intently at the table, and recited backwards in a low voice, "Long green water nestled in the forest, watching the sunset and looking back at the mountains. There is a bright moon in the ancient temple in the secluded forest, and the cold spring in the cold well reflects the green terrace. Gulls fly all over the pond, and cranes accompany the cyclists in the leisure pavilion. Walk up the path with flowers and smoke, and the stream is far away and the canopy is open." After reciting the poem, goosebumps suddenly appeared on my back.

"Oh my God, I can actually read it backwards."

The young man in Confucian uniform who was captured by Prince Pu'an Yi opened his mouth and kept talking, "What's even more rare is that when you read it backwards, it actually creates a scene of its own, with beautiful melody and far-reaching artistic conception. Such poems, even if the immortals from heaven come, you must worship them. No, such immortal poems, someone should worship them." As he said, he knelt down on the ground in front of the desk and worshiped three times.

Before they knew it, the whole place was completely silent. Everyone was looking at Xu Yi in a daze, with the same thought in their mind: Is this still a human being?

Xu Yi remained calm as usual, cupping his fists at Prince Pu'an Yi and saying, "Your Highness, I accept it!"

Prince Pu'an Yi snorted coldly and said, "With such talent, you should serve the country. I hope you can do your best." He pinched his nose, held back his tears, put on a show, and staggered away.

Marquis Anqing was overjoyed, took Xu Yi's hand, and bought Prince Pu'an Yi's million gold into Xu Yi's hands, "Poet Immortal, Word Sage is well-deserved, Mr. Xu really opened my eyes today, and today's performance has made the association even more glorious. I am so grateful..."

Before he finished speaking, Marquis Anqing's slightly smiling eyes suddenly widened and he shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

It turned out that the people closest to the case actually reached out and grabbed the calligraphy treasure on the table.

This shout of Marquis Anqing not only had no effect, but actually had the opposite effect.

After being reminded, everyone else rushed towards the case and stretched out their hands to grab the paper.

"Stop, stop, that's mine, stop it all..."

Marquis Anqing was so angry that he shouted so loudly that no one answered him. In an instant, a pile of paper was torn to pieces.

Strangely, there were not even any fragments left on the ground, and soon countless fragments lay among countless Sumeru Ring.

Marquis Anqing didn't even find a piece of white paper. Regret in his heart was already churning like a river, and he secretly cursed himself for being so stupid.

Mr. Xu's calligraphy treasures are cherished by Son of Heaven today. In this battle, the glory far exceeds that of the Duke Cheng's Mansion.

Cracking the Absolute of the World, the weird inverted poems, and the novel fonts all have a high degree of freshness.

Marquis Anqing even dared to swear to God that if he could preserve the calligraphy treasure properly and send it to the palace first, he would definitely get a huge jackpot.

Now, now...

Hey, just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.

Marquis Anqing was hurt, but Xu Yi couldn't care about it. He got a million gold tickets, and he was really happy in his heart. He apologized to the lost Marquis Anqing, and regardless of his promise, he pulled Yan Zi and squeezed out from the crowd of dancing demons.

Xu Yi knew that for a while, there would be no peace in this hall. At that moment, he led Yan Zi out of the hall and headed towards the Mobile Game Gallery.

I spent a hundred gold to rent a private room and found a soft couch to lie down on, and then I had a moment of peace and quiet.

"Xiao Yan, why are you always staring at me? I have stains on my face?"

Xu Yi was waiting to ask Beauty Yan to sit down and rest for a while, but he saw Yan Zi's beautiful eyes were always fixed on his face.

Yan Zi's pretty face turned red and she was very shy. She lowered her head and said, "I'm wondering how the young master's head grows. How can there be such a smart person in the world?"

The paper thief was embarrassed by the praise, and waved his hand, "But it's a trick, I can't take it seriously. By the way, since Xiao Yan is not happy staying here, let's go back to Futuo Mountain first. I will go back as soon as the auction is over. I haven't eaten Xiao Yan's food for a long time, and the glutton in my belly is rebelling."

Yan Zi was praised so sweetly that he agreed and went out.

Xu Yi said, "Don't worry, just enjoy it here for a while. All the money has been spent."

Yan Zi said, "I don't like it here, but Futuo Mountain feels at home." But he said in his heart, "Young master, you don't know that being able to cook for you is Yan Zi's greatest enjoyment."

After Yan Zi left, Xu Yi rested here alone. Outside the floating window, there were green bridges, embankments, and willow curtains woven with smoke. His thoughts gradually drifted into the distance with the beautiful scenery. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Xu Yi opened her eyes, knowing that the auction was about to begin.

Xu Yi went out, rewarded the attendant responsible for wake-up service with a gold coin, and walked towards the hall. He walked to the corner of the verandah, stopped, and secretly thought about how to enter without revealing anything. However, he saw that everyone in the hall was covering their faces, and the things covering their faces were all kinds of strange.

Xu Yi felt relieved, called out the bamboo hat, and put it on his head.

As soon as he entered, hundreds of people poured into the hall from all directions at any time. Each person supported a distinguished guest and walked towards various corridors.

Such tricks are naturally familiar to Xu Yi, who has participated in many auctions.

Soon, he was led by a pretty maid into a dark room, changed into a dark blouse, learned the rules of the auction, and then led by the pretty maid towards another corridor.

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