Zhang Xiaojun couldn't hold himself back and wanted to compete with the lord of Binhai City.
But since ancient times, "There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts."
Lin Feng really didn't know where his confidence came from, and he felt that he would be able to surpass the Lord of Binhai City in poetry.
He advised: "Don't be impulsive. The Lord of Binhai City writes poems very well. He left a poem in front of the Star Picking Tower. No one can even guess the next sentence."
"No matter how fierce he is, can he beat me?" Zhang Xiaojun laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will crush him in minutes. When the time comes, he may help us directly."
"But..." Lin Feng was still worried.
"No buts." Zhang Xiaojun flatly refused and pointed at himself with his thumb: "The poems that you think are great are not as good as shit in my eyes."
"You are too arbitrary." Mo Fengchun felt that something was wrong. She thought about it and said, "Why don't you go to the Star Picking Tower first and take a look at Binhai City Lord's poems?"
Lin Feng nodded: "Yes, know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles."
"Look, I scared you." Zhang Xiaojun clicked his tongue and shook his head, not taking the Lord of Binhai City seriously.
However, it would not be a waste of time to read the poem, so I did not refuse.
"Let's go, you lead the way."
The four of them made a decision and went to the Star Reaching Tower together.
Zhaixing Tower and Zhaixing Inn are very close, and they are there in just a few steps. Until this moment, Zhang Xiaojun was still very relaxed. Anyway, he had never seen any time traveler who would suffer from poetry.
The building guard saw Lin Feng and the others from a distance and came towards them with a smile.
"Four of you, climbing the stairs or writing poems?"
"The poem is right." Lin Feng pointed at Zhang Xiaojun: "He is right."
Zhang Xiaojun puffed out his chest and raised his chin, looking a little arrogant: "Where is the legendary quatrain of the ages? Let me see what's going on."
"On both sides of the arch, please look."
"Um."
Zhang Xiaojun let out a snort, and suddenly his eyes froze.
"What the hell?"
"This, this, this..."
"What the hell?!"
The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands... His chest slumped a little, and he walked quickly to the arch, a drop of cold sweat falling from his forehead.
This is obviously a matter of the global village, how could it appear here!
Zhang Xiaojun was stunned.
"Is it difficult?" Lin Feng came over and said, "I told you before that the Lord of Binhai City is extraordinary."
"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not." Zhang Xiaojun swallowed, grabbed the building guard and asked: "Old man, who is the author of this poem?"
The guard of the building chuckled: "Li Bai."
Hearing this name, Zhang Xiaojun suddenly felt like he was hit by a thunderbolt from the blue: "Tell me again, this poem was left by the city lord?"
"Yes, how is your literary talent?"
"It's awesome, but..." Zhang Xiaojun wiped his sweat and said, "Forget it, let's discuss it first."
After saying that, he pulled Lin Feng away.
Lin Feng was confused: "Isn't it about poetry? If you can get it right, just get it right. If you can't, just leave. There's nothing to discuss."
"Oh, you don't understand."
"I don't understand."
"The Lord of Binhai City has a problem."
"what is the problem?"
"This is a big problem!"
"Hmm...then what?"
"He is very problematic." Zhang Xiaojun blinked.
"..." Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then his face darkened: "I asked you what you had for lunch, and then you told me that you were very full, right?"
"What a mess, why are you still eating?"
"Then tell me! If you have any questions, tell me quickly! Oh shit..." Lin Feng covered his face and took a deep breath: "I can make you angry to death."
"No, I don't know how to say it." Zhang Xiaojun spun around in a hurry. Suddenly he stopped and said concisely: "The Lord of Binhai City is also a time traveler."
"...Are there so many time-travelers?"
"The key point is that this kid is shameless. He dares to pretend to be a poet... right?" Zhang Xiaojun paused for a moment: "Are you sure the lord of Binhai City is named Li Bai?"
"I heard what the building guard said, it should be right."
"That's right, he is also a time traveler, and he pretends to be a poet." Zhang Xiaojun clenched his fists and pounded his palms: "Damn it, he was allowed to take the lead."
"... Then what are we discussing? You are a time traveler, and he is also a time traveler. You guys come from the same village. Isn't it easy for him to help?"
"That's right." Zhang Xiaojun came back to his senses: "Besides, he left the poem at the entrance of the Star-Zhaing Tower to find other time-travelers, right?"
"It's very possible, but I don't know if it's good or bad." Lin Feng rubbed his chin and frowned: "What if he has a system that makes him stronger by killing other time travellers?"
"That's why I brought you here to discuss it. Come on, come up with a solution."
"I'm not very smart, how dare you ask me to come up with ideas?"
"I think you are quite wise and foolish."
"..."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng thought of an idea and immediately called Zhang Xiaojun: "Come with me. Let's go back to the inn and find the octopus monster."
"What are you doing, you want it to protect us?"
"yes."
"It's chasing me to eliminate me, and you still want me to send it to the tiger's mouth?" Zhang Xiaojun waved his hand: "No, absolutely not."
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. If you believe me, you should act like a fool." Lin Feng didn't give him a chance to refuse, and pulled him towards the Star Picking Inn.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"I can't wait, there are still five days until the circle is tightened again."
"Then let's split up. You go and shake people, and I'll go and compare the poems."
"No, the building guard is also an immortal cultivator, and he is very powerful. I'm afraid he will just take you away." Lin Feng pulled the nervous Xiaojun: "Follow me quickly."
The two returned to the Star Picking Inn and found the octopus monster playing the recorder.
The process was simpler than Lin Feng imagined. He simply said that watching the octopus monster was boring, so he took it to play and asked it not to attack Zhang Xiaojun again.
The octopus thought for a while and quickly agreed.
It was indeed boring. I usually followed Jian Wuchen to guard the sword tomb. Finally, I had a chance to go out and have some fun. It would be a big loss if I didn't do something.
After discussing it, the two of them decided to return to the Star Building without stopping.
The building guard had been waiting for a long time. When he saw them coming back, he immediately grabbed Zhang Xiaojun.
"Have we discussed it?"
"Bring a pen and paper." With the octopus monster around, Zhang Xiaojun felt more confident. He gave Li Xiaoyun a reassuring look, then took the pen and paper, laid out the paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote down a few lines of words quickly.
[The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands]
[Don’t dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavenly beings]
"Pop."
Zhang Xiaojun clapped his hands, picked up the poem, and handed it to the building guard: "Take a look, right?"
"Yes, yes!" The building guard's eyes were wild: "I finally found you, word for word, come with me to see the city lord!"
The wrinkles in his smile squeezed his eyes, he grabbed Zhang Xiaojun and made a gesture to leave.
When Lin Feng and others saw this, they all came back to their senses from the artistic conception of the poem.
Lin Feng raised his hand to stop him: "He is the only one who goes to see the city lord by himself?"
"Of course, let's go!" The building guard took back his amiable demeanor and became serious. Without any explanation, he wanted to take Zhang Xiaojun away.
