"Eh? Someone had written a poem here. Even the clay statue of the Third Saint Mother was moved by it. This man was really filthy!”
After the three of them entered the Holy Mother Palace, Ruyan happened to see someone writing a poem on the wall of the hall. She took a look and smiled at Lu Yi and Young Master Yang.
"I only suspect that I'm in a fairyland, and the peach blossoms on my face are extremely shy. Liu Lang's heart was broken, and he could only find her in his dream.”
Lu Yi leaned over to take a look. Heh, this poem looked familiar to him. It seemed to be the poem he had told Young Master Yang on the way here.
Lu Yi was curious. Had he transmigrated into the world of the Lotus Lamp?
Now that Liu Yanchang had come to the Holy Mother's Palace to cause trouble, he was fantasizing about the clay statue of the Third Holy Mother. This had refreshed Lu Yi's understanding of the scholar's shamelessness at this time.
Should he destroy it?
Seeing that the ink of the poem was not completely dry, it should have been written not long ago.
If that was the case, Third Holy Mother should not have gone to find that guy.
If she ruined it, she might ruin his good thing.
"Shameless! This poem is from the story Brother Lu told me on the way here. I didn't expect someone to copy it and put it here to show their literary talent. How shameless!”
However, before Lu Yi could react, Young Master Yang, who was standing at the side, flew into a rage.
When Lu Yi told him the story of the Lotus Lamp, he remembered the poem very clearly, so he thought that someone had copied the poem from the story and wrote it here.
Secondly, he was a little afraid of the ending of the story that Lu Yi told him.
That wasn't the result he wanted, and he wouldn't leave with Liu Yanchang.
However, if there were really powerful people interfering, there were some things that he could not stop.
And now, with the appearance of this poem, did it mean that something had begun?
"Yes, this person is indeed shameless! You're still a scholar. Don't you know that you can't just randomly doodle and damage public facilities? The Temple of the Third Holy Mother was originally a beautiful place, but it was destroyed by such a shameless scholar.”
After hearing Young Master Yang's words, Lu Yi replied with a smile and looked around.
At this moment, he was a little curious. Could it be that there was really a Third Saint Mother in the Third Saint Mother Temple?
Or rather, the world he was in was really the world of the Lotus Lamp.
Now that he had said this, when Third Holy Mother came back and saw the poem here and what he had said, she probably wouldn't take a fancy to that guy anymore.
Lu Yi looked around and found nothing. He was a little disappointed.
The Three Holy Mother Temple worshiped the Three Holy Mother and two maids.
However, these were all clay sculptures. No matter how beautiful they were, how beautiful could they be?
To be honest, after looking at the poem on the wall and the statue of the Holy Mother, Lu Yi was very suspicious.
The guy who wrote the poem had never seen a woman in his life. He could actually think of a limerick when he saw this clay sculpture.
However, thinking about what he knew about scheming, everything seemed to make sense.
After all, this wasn't the only person who had taken a fancy to clay sculptures.
In the stories that Lu Yi knew, there was a Human King who destroyed the land that his ancestors had built because he wrote a poem on a clay sculpture.
That person was also schemed against. Otherwise, why would the three thousand beauties in the palace fantasize about a clay sculpture?
"What Young Master Lu said is very reasonable. This hall was originally very clean, but after this poem, it really looked very ugly. These people really have bad morals. If it was some famous scholar, he could leave behind a good story. However, if it was written unsightly and copied other people's poems, it was really embarrassing.”
Ruyan looked at her surroundings after Lu Yi's reminder. She looked at the scribbled area and found it really ugly. It was like a pot of soup with rat droppings. It was unbearable.
The poems left behind by famous scholars were calligraphy treasures.
It was embarrassing for someone with average talent to mess up the questions, not to mention that he was a plagiarist. It was simply hateful!
"Young Master Yang! Young Master Yang! Why are you in a daze?"
Lu Yi and Ruyan discussed for a while, then turned around and was about to leave the Holy Temple of the Third Mother. He noticed that Young Master Yang seemed to be in a daze, so Lu Yi went over and patted his shoulder.
Could this fellow be fantasizing about the statue of the Third Holy Mother?
"What? Brother Lu, aren't you going to seek marriage?"
After Lu Yi patted his shoulder, Young Master Yang regained his senses and turned to Lu Yi.?
He was still a little panicked and angry.
She was actually distracted just now!
And he actually thought that the poem on the wall was not bad!
If Lu Yi had not woken her up in time, she would have thought of chasing after the person who wrote the poem!
However, this was not her intention!
All of this made Young Master Yang understand that he had just been schemed against!
Lu Yi's story was about to happen, how could Young Master Yang not be angry?
She only wanted to stay quietly on Mount Hua and live a carefree life. She didn't want to fight with others. She didn't expect that a big shot would attack her because of her identity!
She would remember this grudge!
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