The snow girl stood in the snow, using magic to control her "toys".
The "toys" jumped up and down.
But she was like a beautiful withered ice statue, expressionless and motionless.
I don’t know how much time passed, but she seemed to be 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, "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 vicious 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 felt something on a whim. Said
"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 that Gu Xu recited seemed to arouse her competitive spirit. The snow girl 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 glittering text
"I only saw jade dust sprinkled and silver sand rolling. , 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.
It is like a lonely warrior who is invincible in the world and suddenly encounters a comparable opponent and says to him
"You can catch this move"
Gu Xudan smiled faintly.
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, vigorous and clean handwriting
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures originally ride, and I want to test with the gods.than high. ”
The moment he finished writing, a sudden strong wind 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. It was dark. The clouds are stacked up, covering the sky, and there is no gap.
The snow girl's black hair is flying wildly in the sky.
Like burning black flames, and like a white rice paper luan. Xiang Fengzhu's cursive writing.
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 the snow girl's face since she woke up.
After a while, the snow girl waved her sleeves again.
The snow on the ground rose and hung. In the air, it looks like silver-white cloth.
The snow girl’s calligraphy turns into invisible scissors, cutting out new words on the cloth, like a girl cutting out New Year’s window grilles.
“In the chemical industry, thousands of scissors can cut out jade butterflies dancing in the sky. Falling to the ground is silent and as greasy as smoke, waiting for gaps and being as cunning as rain. ”
This is another move of hers.
Gu Xu calmly accepted the move.
The "Jinghong Brush" danced in the air, using frost and snow as its weapon again. The ink outlines 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. Three hundred thousand jade dragons died in the battle, and their scales of defeat flew all over the sky. ”
The blizzard on Yishan Mountain became more intense.
The vault of the sky turned into a pitch-black abyss, and the dark clouds were like the flames of hell, with blue-purple lightning flashing in between. Like dancing fire snakes.
This poem written by Gu Xu is unique among the poems describing snow scenes in the Song Dynasty.
p>Other poets' snow may be fluttering like catkins, or it may be fluttering, or it may be crystal clear, or it may be made of pink and jade.
But this poem is about five strong men holding swords. The battle with the Emperor of Heaven in the clouds, and the final capture of Tianhe and the imperial capital were compared to the broken armor of the heavenly soldiers and the fallen scales of the three hundred thousand jade dragons when they were defeated.
When I started writing. , Gu Xu couldn't help but think that if people from the Da Qi court saw this poem, they would label him as a "rebel" and take him back and execute him at all costs.
< p>But more importantly, he still felt that this poem was very suitable for his situation at this timeI wonder if he can be as good as the poem when facing Emperor Tianxing and Supreme Haotian in the future. The same as before, "Go straight to the Milky Way and the Emperor Ji"
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 on the cliff, bathing in the overwhelming snow.
"Is she giving up?"
Gu Xu shook his head with a smile as he thought about it.
Logically speaking, it is the most powerful person to defeat Da Qi Dynasty in poetry in recent years.Being a famous and talented woman is something to be extremely proud of.
But Gu Xu only felt a little embarrassed.
After all, he is bullying people by copying poems. He is not a bully.
However, perhaps it was because the snow girl clearly displayed the ice and snow rules in front of him today, or perhaps because the "Jinghong Pen" became a lot more active after meeting its previous owner.
Taking this opportunity, Gu Xu suddenly enlightened on two new spells
One is "The Immortal is Drunk".
The second one is "Destroyed Scale Wind Roll".
As for the sentence "Silver snakes dance 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.
The snow girl returned to the cave and walked to the shadow behind the stone pillar.
In her mind, she was still silently recalling the poem Gu Xu had just written.
She originally thought that after living alone on the top of Yishan Mountain for nearly twenty years, she had gradually forgotten 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 happened yesterday.
At that time, she stood out from the crowd.
So much so that it feels very boring.
But after seeing Gu Xu's poem today, she was surprised to find that she also had such boring emotions as "competitiveness". ,,