Chapter 425 Competitiveness
The snow girl stood in the snow and used magic to control her "toys".
The "toys" jumped up and down.
But she was like a beautiful ice sculpture, expressionless and motionless.
I don’t know how much time passed, but she seemed tired of playing. She thought again, and these animals made of ice and snow melted into water one after another and disappeared.
Then she raised her head, looked at the flying snowflakes in the sky, and whispered: "The fairy jasper Qiongyao, dots of poplar flowers, and pieces of goose feathers."
Her voice was light and sweet. In Gu Xu's ears, it didn't sound like he was reciting poetry, but more like singing softly.
Perhaps it’s because the snow girl has such a bad reputation.
Staying with her recently, Gu Xu almost forgot that she was once a poet. She was famous in the Qi Dynasty for her talent in poetry and painting, and was recognized by the "Jinghong Bi".
Looking at the crystal snowflakes falling on her black hair, clothes, and cuffs, decorating her whole body like bright jewels, Gu Xu also spoke out on a whim. ：
"It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces."
Hearing his voice, the snow girl immediately turned her head and stared at him for a long time.
Her eyes were still as deep as cold pools, making it difficult for Gu Xu to understand her thoughts.
He didn't know whether she was surprised by his "poetic talent" like she was in Lu's haunted house, or whether she was annoyed because he disturbed her interest.
"Accompanying a fierce god is like accompanying a tiger," Gu Xu complained silently in his mind, "It is not easy to serve a bodyguard with the strength of a saint."
After a brief silence, the poem Gu Xu recited seemed to arouse her competitive spirit. Xue Nu raised her right hand and made a light stroke in the air.
Those snowflakes falling from the sky suddenly hovered in the air, and then condensed together, turning into a line of shining words -
"I only saw jade dust sprinkled, and silver sand rolled. , The sky is full of cranes, and the green mountains have grown old in an instant."
Gu Xu recited this poem silently, and couldn't help but admire the talent of the snow girl again.
She has already mastered the rhetoric in poems superbly, especially the sentence "Green mountains are easy to grow old", which vividly depicts the scene of mountains and plains covered in silver at this moment.
At this time, Xue Nu looked at Gu Xu again.
Although she still looked indifferent, Gu Xu noticed from the decreasing temperature around her that she wanted to compete with him.
Like a lonely warrior who is invincible in the world, he suddenly encounters an equally matched opponent and says to him:
“Can you catch this move?”
Gu Xu smiled lightly.
He brought up the "Jinghong Brush" and splashed ink in the air, making the pen move like a dragon or a snake.
The poem written by the snow girl disappeared in an instant and turned into another line of tall, powerful and clean handwriting -
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures originally ride, and I want to try with the gods. Than high."
The moment he finished writing, a strong wind suddenly roared in the mountains and fields, and the surrounding pines and cypresses shook violently, as if they might be uprooted by the strong wind at any time.
The sky also became dark. Layers of black clouds cover the sky, leaving no gaps in sight.
The snow girl's black hair was flying wildly in the air.
Like burning black flames, and like cursive writing on white rice paper with flying phoenixes and dragons.
Gu Xu saw her eyebrows frown slightly, and her eyes moved repeatedly between Gu Xu and the poem.
If Gu Xu remembered correctly, this should be the first change in the expression on Xue Nu's face since she woke up.
After a while, the snow girl waved her sleeves again.
The snow on the ground rose up and hung in the air, like silver-white cloth.
The snow girl's calligraphy turns into invisible scissors, cutting out new words on the cloth, just like a girl in a boudoir cutting out New Year's window grilles.
“There are thousands of scissors in the chemical industry, cutting out jade butterflies that dance all over the sky. They fall to the ground silently and are as greasy as smoke, and they are as cunning as the rain when waiting for gaps.” This is another one of her tricks.
Gu Xu took the move calmly.
The "Jinghong Brush" danced in the air, once again using frost and snow as ink, and sketched out a line of strong, unrestrained and heroic words -
"Wuding fought against the clouds with his sword, and took the emperor's territory under the Milky Way. Fight. Three hundred thousand jade dragons died, and their scales flew all over the sky.”
The snowstorm on Yishan Mountain became more violent.
The dome of the sky turned into a pitch-black abyss, and the dark clouds were like the flames of hell, with blue-purple electric lights flashing among them, like fiery snakes dancing wildly.
The poem Gu Xu copied is "Snow" by Zhang Yuan, a poet from the Song Dynasty. Among the poems describing snow scenes in previous generations, it can be regarded as unique.
The snow described by other poets may be fluttering like catkins, or may be swirling, or crystal clear, or may be made up of pink and jade.
But what the poem is about is that five strong men held swords and fought against the Emperor of Heaven in the clouds, and finally captured Tianhe and the imperial capital. The white snow in the sky was compared to the broken armor of the heavenly soldiers and generals when they were defeated and the fallen scales of three hundred thousand jade dragons.
While writing, Gu Xu couldn't help but think that if someone from the Da Qi court saw this poem, they would slap the label of "anti-thief" on his head and arrest him at any cost. Go back and execute.
But more importantly, he still felt that this poem was very suitable for his situation at this time -
I wonder when he will face Emperor Tianxing and Supreme Haotian in the future. , can we "take the Milky Way directly to the emperor's territory" as in the poem?
The snow girl stopped responding.
She stared at Gu Xu for a while, then turned and returned to the cave.
Gu Xu was left alone, standing alone on the cliff, bathing in the overwhelming snow.
"Is she giving up?"
Gu Xu thought while shaking his head with a smile.
Logically speaking, it is a matter of great pride to defeat the most famous talented woman in the Daqi Dynasty in recent years in poetry.
But Gu Xu only felt a little embarrassed.
After all, he is bullying people by copying poems - no, he is bullying.
However, maybe it was because the snow girl clearly showed the ice and snow path in front of him today, or maybe the "Jinghong Pen" became a lot more active after meeting its previous owner.
Taking this opportunity, Gu Xu suddenly realized two new spells——
One said, "The gods are drunk."
The second one is "Wind Roll of Defeating Scales".
As for the sentence "Silver Snake Dancing in the Mountains", Gu Xu felt that his understanding of it was not quite meaningful. Maybe he needed to experience some more things and think more before he could grasp the true meaning.
But his intuition told him that once this new spell is formed in the future, it will have shocking power.
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The snow girl returned to the cave and walked into the shadow behind the stone pillar.
In her mind, she was still silently recalling the poem Gu Xu had just written.
She thought that after living alone on the top of Yishan Mountain for nearly twenty years, she had gradually forgotten about human emotions and the life experience in Lu Zhai.
But just now, the scene of the Lu Zhai Poetry Club in the past suddenly appeared in her mind, as if it had reappeared yesterday.
At that time, she stood out from the crowd.
So much so that it felt very boring.
But after seeing Gu Xu's poem today, she was surprised to find that she also had the boring emotion of "competitiveness".
(End of this chapter)