In just a moment, Song Mu finished writing this poem, and the Qingming poem soon became full of literary spirit. Almost without Song Mu doing anything, the poem immediately turned into a line of white air and headed towards the demented and crazy man. And go.
This is the power of the literary spirit of the original work. As long as Song Mu is willing to use this poem, it will not extract the literary spirit from Song Mu's body, but directly condense the literary spirit from heaven and earth and play its role.
And all that was spent was a little pen and ink from Song Mu.
As the white air rushed into the nose of the crazy man, the other person suddenly paused and seemed to be frozen.
Song Mu immediately moved forward, squeezed through the crowd, and shouted inside.
"Pull the old man out quickly!"
The panicked people heard Song Mu shouting loudly and saw Song Mu dressed as a scholar. Someone immediately shouted.
"He's saved. He's a scholar. He's saved! Hurry and hide behind him!"
One person said this, and others immediately started to follow suit. A few of them even braved the situation and rushed over to drag out the old man who had been beaten into a pig's head.
In the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of Song Mu.
These common people heard that there were scholars present and saw Song Mu's movements just now. At this moment, they all regarded Song Mu as a life-saving straw. Song Mu smiled bitterly, but hurriedly greeted a few more people.
"Everyone, please lend a hand and tie up that guy first."
When they heard that they were about to attack the possessed man, the people nearby hesitated for a moment, and some of them were afraid to step forward. Even the men who dragged out the old man shook their heads.
People have a natural fear of monsters.
On the other side, there were still crazy people causing trouble, and the place was still noisy and screaming.
Song Mu smiled bitterly when he saw this. On the contrary, no one could do this helping job.
"Let's!"
At this time, a voice sounded. Song Mu looked over and saw several people coming to take ropes from the burdens. They were the three people they had just met at the bun shop.
Song Mu quickly raised his hands and headed towards the frozen guy.
The ancient book in his mind didn't make any sound, and the crazy guy didn't move either, which made Song Mu feel a little relieved.
"Excuse me, you three. He has been immobilized by the Qingming poem now, so he should be fine." Song Mu said, and the leading man nodded.
"We can trust the words of scholars. Master, how are you going to tie him up?"
Song Mu was not polite at the moment and ordered them to tie up the person, and then hurriedly headed to the other side.
Song Mu put down his pen, white energy emerged again, and several frantic guys around him were also controlled.
As long as the possessed person pauses, the three people will immediately take action.
After tying up four people, heavy soldiers arrived on Chenghuang Temple Street, and Ouyang Hong's figure also appeared here.
Those soldiers in armor had already rushed into the crowd and used their fastest speed to restrain all the crazy people on the scene.
Song Mu also breathed a sigh of relief and immediately raised his hands towards the three of them.
"Thank you three heroes. I, Song Mu, can't thank you enough."
"Young master, you're welcome. If nothing happens, we'll leave."
With that said, the leading man glanced at them, and the three of them went back to pick up the burden to leave, but at this time, Ouyang Hong's voice came from not far away.
"Song Mu, why are you here?"
Ouyang Hong's voice was full of energy, and after saying this, Ouyang Hong immediately came to Song Mu's side.
Ouyang Hong, who was wearing a red official robe, stood out among the crowd, and the three men who were about to leave were also stunned at the moment, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
"I have seen Master Jiao Yu. Song came to the Chenghuang Temple with his family to offer incense today, but he never thought that he would encounter this incident."
"Oh?" Ouyang Hong glanced at the people tied up on the ground, then looked at Song Mu and said.
"Song Mu tied this all up to you?"
Song Mu shook his head, pointed to the three people standing cautiously not far in front and said.
"Your Excellency, I am so impressed. Thanks to the intervention of these three warriors, I was able to accomplish this."
Ouyang Hong looked around and looked at the three men carefully when he saw them.
But the three people who were swept by Ouyang Hong's eyes were extremely nervous at the moment. The three of them didn't dare to look at each other, and they even said that something was wrong in their hearts. They didn't expect to come out to help, but it turned out that this scholar actually knew a Jinshi, and that Jinshi also So familiar with him.
The three people were sweating unconsciously behind their backs, and Ouyang Hong looked at it and then asked with a smile.
"These strong men don't look like locals. I don't know where they are. What are their names?"
Ouyang Hong opened his mouth and said. Song Mu also looked at the two men. The leading man quickly raised his head and said.
"Sir, my name is Boss Qiao, and these are my two brothers. We usually work as porters and travel around to earn money."
Boss Qiao said this with a somewhat stiff smile.
Song Mu also realized what was going on, and felt that he might have been reckless, so he quickly explained to Ouyang Hong.
"grown ups……"
Unexpectedly, just when Song Mu was about to explain, Ouyang Hong waved his hand.
"Well, since you can take action in times of crisis, you are a righteous man. I, Ouyang Hong, have thanked three people here."
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I should." Boss Qiao said this with a reserved expression. But he still said with clasped fists.
"Sir, I still have some work to do, so I'll take the first step."
Ouyang Hong waved his hand cheerfully, and the three of them hurried away with their burdens.
Ouyang Hong turned to look at Song Mu, then smiled and shook his head.
"They're just three private salt dealers, that's all. I'll spare them this time."
Only then did Song Mu know that the three people just now turned out to be salt dealers. Dawen Dynasty was a monopoly on salt and iron, and smuggling salt was a serious crime.
But now that Ouyang Hong said this, Song Mu immediately bowed his hand and said nothing more. He just looked at the surrounding situation and said to Ouyang Hong.
"Sir, where is this place?"
Ouyang Hong sighed when he saw this, and frowned at the moment. He walked to the tied man in front of him and explored it, and his expression became more solemn.
"It seems that someone is still causing trouble. These people have demonic factors in their bodies. Although it is not fatal, it can make people become extremely crazy and extremely aggressive in a short period of time."
"In the past, things like this often happened in places where monsters were rampant. Hundreds of people killed each other, and the scenes were extremely bloody. But why did it happen here?"
"Demon cause?"
This was the first time Song Mu heard such a term, and he asked quickly.
"Sir, what is the origin of this demon that causes such great harm?"
Ouyang Hong shook his head and explained immediately.
"Magic factors are plants nourished by demonic energy, but the magic factors do not last long after losing the nourishment of demonic energy. The effectiveness disappears completely after a few hours, so..."
Ouyang Hong's gaze became a little far-reaching and he looked around.
"The guy who released the demon may be here."
Song Mu was horrified and looked around, but at this moment, the City God's Temple Street was in a mess due to the commotion, and the people were scattered in a hurry. How could we find the real murderer in such a scene.
Ouyang Hong obviously knew about this. He just shook his head and then said to Song Mu.
"I've been relying on your ancient poem these days. Don't have any distracting thoughts about this matter today. The college exam is coming soon. If you become a scholar, you can do more in today's situation."
Song Mu nodded repeatedly.
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