"Master, you haven't eaten in a long time. I'll go to the back kitchen and let them prepare food and drink."

"Okay, don't you say that I don't think I am really hungry."

After Qian Wu went to the back kitchen of the restaurant, Yang Lin and Fan Tong were left in the room.

Seeing Fan Tong's expression, Yang Lin was taken aback and asked: "What's the matter with you, your face cramps?"

"There is no cramp, it's...that's Brother Yang, you...very!"

"Awesome?"

Yang Lin laughed and said, "Of course I am very good, so what do you want to say?"

"Of course, seven days, Brother Yang, seven days!"

Originally, Yang Lin didn't pay much attention to Fan Tong's words, but he reacted directly after hearing his aggravated tone, "Don't be nonsense, you think you are all drunk and dying in Huajie like you. In the world of practice, let alone seven days, seven years is just a flash. ."

Fan Tong smiled awkwardly, "It turns out to be like this, but Brother Yang, your wife seems a bit fierce."

"She is not my daughter-in-law, and my daughter-in-law is not here."

"what--"

Yang Lin was ashamed, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just..." Fan Tong wiped the cold sweat from his face and said: "I just think she is a bit fierce. I came here once, but after seeing the door did not open, I thought about it. Brother Yang, you let me I went there for a few more days of drunkenness, dreams and death, but I thought about it, so I stayed in the restaurant. But I didn’t see you for a few days, and I didn’t dare to come and bother. I couldn’t help coming over on the fourth day. , And then she was frightened back by an arrow. Today, it is the seventh day, no, it is the eighth day!"

Yang Lin asked, "Will you just go there and enjoy it for a few more days?"

"What is there to enjoy," Fan Tong sighed: "Being surrounded by a group of people, asking you to do this poem and that word, on the surface, it is beautiful, but I am not really a poetic poet. Take someone else's. Things, my face is a bit embarrassed, and I'm still eating and playing, I can't make it through my heart."

"Bullshit, didn't you have a good time before I saw you?"

"That's all the old calendar, and I already regard it as the pinnacle of my life. So I think I still have to change it so that I won't be abandoned."

When it comes to waste, Yang Lin thinks that this guy is in bad luck.According to Qi Luck Tree, this guy has actually been abandoned. If he is allowed to go back in this way, it is estimated that he will be unable to make a difference in his life.

And Yang Lin couldn't bear to look at him like this after hearing about him, so he wanted to share his luck when he was leaving.

His own luck is like a sea, and a drop in the sea should be able to reverse his situation.That's right, I was so lucky. If I didn't talk about this matter, I wouldn't care about it before.

Besides, now, Fan Tong would look outside the door before talking to him. From his appearance, he knew that Qian Wu's arrows and ferocity had already left a shadow in his heart.

"Let's talk about it, we can be regarded as fellow villagers anyway."

"Brother Yang, there is actually no other major issue. I just want to ask you, when can I go back?"

Yang Lin laughed and said, "Isn't it okay to spend a few more days here?"

"It's good, but in comparison, I still like the world over there. And here, what's the use of chanting poems if I don't know anything?"

"This is also a skill."

"But they are all fake."

"It doesn't matter if it's fake. Anyway, other people don't know it. Just talk nonsense, and all the money beauty status will be obtained. Speaking of it, I seem to envy you a bit."

Fan Tong said ashamed: "Brother Yang, don't make a joke on me. The fake can't be real, and the real can't be fake. I know what's going on in the world here. I have met many practitioners in the past few days. They can summon sword spirits at every turn. It doesn't seem to be normal enough. But I am just an ordinary person."

Yang Lin pondered for a moment, and laughed: "But you are not bad. Look at so many people who admire you, including those who are practicing practitioners. In order to listen to your poems, all the people from all over the world rushed over there. Your face is not Generally big."

Fan Tong almost fainted, "Brother Yang, let's talk about business, first look at my ability to awaken!"

Speaking of Fan Tong, he called out the data panel.

Yang Lin watched this thing before, but the two didn't break it down at the time. Now when they watched it again, Yang Lin couldn't help but once again set his sights on the awakening ability on the data panel.

Good guy, three hundred poems.

Of course, three hundred is just a conceptual number, and his ability can really include more than three hundred, saying that thirty-three million is possible.

"Brother Yang, you can see it, I have never read so many poems since I was a child, and since awakening this ability, every day I wake up, there are countless poems buzzing in my mind. For a while, I feel that I am a poetry fairy. Possession, for a while, I feel the Poetry Saint is present. But this sense of freedom comes and goes quickly, after all, I am just an ordinary person, too shameful."

Yang Lin thought about it and felt that this was really shameful. Even if he let himself read this stuff to others all day long, I really don't know if I can speak up?

Occasionally, once or twice, it is fine, but it is still a bit difficult to think about it if you want to live a lifetime of this false thing.

In addition, Yang Lin thought of one thing. Although Fan Tong was a traverser, it was all caused by accidents.If the Qi Luck Tree is asked to recall it, the essence of Qi Luck will not grow into a shriveled state by that time, but even so, it is still an essence of Qi Luck, but it will not be as abundant as before.

If this is the case, can I also add the ability of the 300 poems?

If you want to add, what state will this thing produce if you advance it?

In response to this, Yang Lin asked the Qi Luck Tree secretly.

"Qiyunshu, are these 300 poems useful to me?"

"Have!"

"Ah-there are more?"

"Master, there are no wonders in the great world. The four cities you are in are actually just a drop in the ocean. Now you haven't even read a corner of the great world. As far as I know, there are many planes in this world, and among them there are poems dedicated to practice. A place. If the master can master this stuff, then it will really be possessed by the poetry fairy and poetry saint. At that time, others shouldn’t worship you to death.”

Yang Lin almost didn't spit out old blood, "Is there such a place in this big world?"

"There is definitely there. It is said that the owner's vision is too narrow now, and he will know when there are more places to go later. However, these places are also ranked, like most of them are at the same low level as the four cities. It doesn't matter if you go or not. The master wants to go high places, such as places like Moyu."

The Qi Luck Tree didn't even mention that Yang Lin almost forgot, his next stop was set in Mo Yu.Su Zimu had lived in that place before, and he could be a guide at that time.