Chapter 219

The first half of the first word is written, the page is silent, and the words sing.

A clear and elegant voice similar to Fang Yun sounded. When reading the word, it was not loud, but it spread all over Kong City, Qufu Prefecture, Luzhou and finally into the sea.

All living creatures within a ten thousand miles heard the voice reading the tune of the water.

"When will the moon come? Ask the blue sky about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it this night? I want to go home in the wind. I'm afraid of the Qionglou Yuyu. It's very cold on the high ground. Dancing and making clear shadows are like living on earth."

Countless people walked out of their homes, out of the alley and looked in the direction of the sound. Hundreds of millions of people were shocked by this wonderful sentence.

Almost everyone wants to fly in the wind as the word says.

The square of Confucius palace was silent.

"As soon as this word comes out, it will spread to thousands of miles, and the third vision." the CI Jun whispered.

Fang Yun wrote the second half que.

The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors, Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge. Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart? People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart, the moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane, This has been going on since the beginning of time. May we all be blessed with longevity. Though far apart, we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together..

After Fang Yun wrote the last word, his five foot high talent soared up, and other talent light columns rose steadily, but this talent light column was rolling like an orange cloud, which was very beautiful.

Fang Yun wrote at the end: Kong Cheng's Mid Autumn Festival, wrote this article and cherished the jade ring.

Then, a shocking scene appeared. All the words left the paper and flew in the air. These black Phnom Penh words kept flying in the sky, like naughty birds, and then formed a line around Fang Yun. It took a long time to return to the paper.

Fang Yun saw that the words fell on the back of the page and were crooked. Then they twisted mischievously and returned to their original position after a long time.

"Words dance! Fourth vision!"

This time, Mr. CI didn't speak alone, but hundreds of people spoke together.

Everyone stood up except the fierce king.

The scene was silent again, and the full feelings of this article jumped on the paper, especially the open-minded and final blessing words in the article, which immediately made the artistic conception of the whole word straight into the night sky.

Many great Confucians opened their mouths and wanted to comment, but then closed their mouths in frustration. Zhenguo can also comment, but this word spread all over the world needs at least semi holy comments.

The emcee was about to praise Fang Yun, but suddenly closed his mouth and retreated in surprise. The people behind Fang Yun also retreated. Almost everyone looked in front of Fang Yun in surprise.

Because Fang Yun suddenly appeared a disk-shaped bright moon with more than one person in front of him, bright and bright.

At Fang's house in the distant Yuhai City, Yang Yuhuan is holding the little fox and sitting on a chair in the yard, looking at the sky and enjoying the moon.

Yuhai city is less than ten thousand miles away from Kong City, and the voice of "water melody singing head" also came. Yang Yuhuan was confused at first, but at last, he was a little sad.

The little fox ran out of Yang Yuhuan's arms and danced upright on the ground. He also exchanged eyes with Yang Yuhuan from time to time, as if to say: look at me, look at me, is it the same as what the word said, dancing and making clear shadows?

Yang Yuhuan was amused and laughed by the lovely little fox. He was about to speak. He was surprised to see a disk-shaped bright moon standing upright in front of him. In the bright moon, Fang Yun was standing behind a table and looking here with a brush.

"Whining!" the little fox was so excited that he almost went crazy and ran directly into the bright moon.

Slave as like as two peas, he found his body seemed different, and became a moonlight, and the shape was exactly the same.

It looked around and found that it came to a strange place. It seemed to be a high platform. There were countless people under the platform, and they were looking at themselves curiously.

"Slave?" Fang Yun bypassed the table and looked at the little fox suspiciously.

Nu Nu looked up, immediately grinned, and then jumped into Fang Yun's arms. Fang Yun quickly reached out and hugged him, but he found that he didn't feel anything in his hands. It seemed that he didn't touch anything.

The slave stood firmly in his hand. The slave seemed to be aware of the strange touch. He looked down and shook his little head. He didn't think about why. He looked up at Fang Yun and cried. His voice was very clear, as if he was asking: do you miss me? Miss me? Miss me? Say it!

Fang Yun smiled happily and said, "I miss you so much!"

Nu Nu immediately narrowed her eyes and happily drilled into Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun held the little fox, looked at the bright moon, waved to Yang Yuhuan and said, "Yuhuan, come here too."

Yang Yuhuan is still confused. He knows that Fang Yun won't cheat himself, so he gently lifts his skirt with both hands and walks carefully through the bright moon.

In the process of passing through the bright moon, Yang Yuhuan's body also changes. The opaque light body composed of the moon is more vivid and moving, just like the fairy walking out of the moon.

While Yang Yuhuan appeared on the high platform, the disk-shaped moon disappeared.

Fang Yun was used to seeing Yang Yuhuan, but now in the moonlight, Yang Yuhuan has a fairy's elegance, mystery, coolness and beauty. Wearing a long skirt, he is just a living mid month fairy, which makes Fang Yun feel like a dream.

"You turn around and I'll see." Fang Yun stretched out his hand.

Yang Yuhuan is still confused. She always listens to Fang Yun's words and turns around gently. Her long hair is floating, her skirt is flying, and the moonlight is shining.

Looking at Yang Yuhuan, everyone feels that she shines on the world.

When Yang Yuhuan finished turning, the whole audience was like being detonated.

"Chang'e!"

"Fang Yun, you are so powerful that you summoned Chang'e!"

"And the jade rabbit! How lovely!" a girl shouted.

"We scholars drink with Huakui at most. Fang Yun is lucky. Chang'e is invited out in one word. This is the dragon among people! This is the highest realm of romantic!"

"Fang Yun must be Wenqu star. Who can invite the fairy of Guanghan palace except him!"

"You see, the Mongolian family are like seeing ghosts. Fang Yun's confidante is Chang'e. what is his Mongolian family? Ha ha! Have fun!"

"It must be Chang'e, even the jade rabbit!"

"Fang Yun will be a model in my life!"

Ci Jun wondered and said, "beauty under the moon, is this the fifth vision?"

Yang Yuhuan twisted her hands together and lowered her head shyly. In the process of turning around, she knew that there were hundreds of thousands of people around. It seemed that she could see herself.

Fang Yun looked at the shy Yang Yuhuan and thought to himself: has this word become an alien version of the synchronous holographic live projector? And with its own Meitu function?

"Happy Mid Autumn Festival." Fang Yun smiled at Yang Yuhuan.

"Whining, whining!" cried the little fox.

Yang Yuhuan raised his head and asked softly, "well, but what's going on?"

Fang Yun said, "I'm not sure, but it seems that this tune has a special effect. In the sentence 'thousands of miles together, Chan Juan is the moon, which sent you here. The light on you is getting weaker and weaker, and I'm afraid it will disappear soon."

"Ah?" Yang Yuhuan shouted softly, then flashed a touch of shame on his face, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and whispered, "I miss you."

In the favor of the beauty, Fang Yun was overjoyed and held out his hand. Although they couldn't feel each other, they were very affectionate.

Zong Wude asked, "Fang Zhenguo, Chang'e's nickname is Yuhuan?"

Yang Yuhuan puffed a smile and hurriedly covered his mouth with one hand.

Fang Yun smiled and introduced to the people on the stage: "this is my wife, Yang Yuhuan."

The emcee reached out and handed the amplified conch to Fang Yun and said, "you'd better explain to the people under the stage."

Fang Yun looked down at the audience. There was jubilation below. From time to time, there were shouts of "Chang'e", "Jade Rabbit" and "Wenqu star".

Fang Yun smiled, took Yang Yuhuan's waist with his hand and said, "hello to the Mid Autumn Festival. This is my wife, Yang Yuhuan."

One person exclaimed: "it turns out that Fang Yun's wife came down to earth as Chang'e! No wonder the two people attracted the Cowherd and Vega star on Tanabata!"

"I see! No wonder Fang Yun said that the Mengsheng family is not as good as Yang Yuhuan's bowl of medicine soup. His wife is Chang'e. How can the Mengsheng family compare?"

"Sister Chang'e!"

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry. They all said whether it was Yang Yuhuan or being regarded as Chang'e.

Some people in the audience even argued whether Yang Yuhuan was Chang'e. as a result, some people took the slave as a jade rabbit as evidence and vowed that it must be Chang'e.

The big rabbit next to Li Fanming heard it and was very unconvinced. Then he jumped up to the high platform at a distance of more than ten feet. He was stronger than ordinary demon soldiers. He stood upright and shook his claws at everyone. It seemed to say: I am the jade rabbit! I am the jade rabbit! That's a fox! It's a fox!

Li Fanming looked at its huge body, put his hand on his forehead and whispered, "you are a jade rabbit."

Suddenly, everyone felt a slight shock in the air, and then a magnificent breath came from the sky.

When they looked up, they saw a column of light that was much thicker than any previous moon shining. Because the previous column of light was too thin and far away, no one could see clearly from the moon, but this time everyone clearly saw a thick column of moonlight from the moon, passing through an unknown thousands of miles and falling into the city of Kong.

The whole Kong City was shrouded in silver moonlight.

The moonlight shrinks rapidly, finally converges on the high platform, and then one is divided into five.

The Yuehua of Yan Yukong and his four people is stronger than everyone before. Even if the poetic talent of Mo Shan is not as talented as that of the whole people before, the falling Yuehua is more and stronger than before. It can be said that they are far more than ordinary Mingzhou and infinitely close to the town.

The moonlight on these four people is translucent no matter how thick it is. The four people should have been happy, but they all stared at the moonlight falling on Fang Yun.

The audience was silent again.

There were too many and too thick moons enveloping Fang Yun. It turned out to be opaque silver. Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan and the little fox could not be seen from the outside.

"This... So many moons can't be reached even if they are spread twice all over the world? At least half the saint has the chance to get them. The King Wen family is so willing?" said CI Jun.

"No! The five people didn't ask Yuehua to descend. It was Yuehua who descended by himself. I'm afraid it wasn't given by the King Wen family."

Ci Jun was helpless and said, "the sixth vision of Yuehua? I must be drunk!"