Chapter 230 The Feeling of Killing Someone with a Borrowed Knife!

Qiu Ya's eyes were still a little eager to try.

Looking at it like this, she might want to transfer the curse back from Si Yan.

But she didn't know how.

Probably because this curse is really difficult to deal with.

A curse equivalent to a ghost-sage level undead!

In Qiu Ya's view, it is not easy to get rid of it.

It's not that she doesn't believe Si Yan, but that this curse is really difficult to deal with.

"If you can't handle it, remember to tell your sister, and she will come back to find a solution~"

Finally Qiu Ya said helplessly.

Si Yan said "hmm".

He also discovered that this curse was indeed different from other curses.

Because this curse has a curse mark.

As long as the curse mark remains, the curse will continue to deepen.

In three days at most, this curse can deepen to the point where the Undead Lord can come over.

Even if the curse is dispelled and the curse mark is removed, the curse will still come back again and again.

This is probably why Qiu Ya took the initiative to contact Si Yan through the mark this time.

But she contacted Si Yan not because she wanted to transfer the curse to Si Yan, but because she wanted to see if Si Yan could do anything about it.

Si Yan can naturally solve it.

"My sister is really liking you more and more for a brother like you~"

Qiu Ya stepped forward and hugged Si Yan.

After hugging each other for some time, it was time for Qiu Ya's summons.

She left.

It seems that Qiu Ya still has some things to do after finding another side of herself this time.

After Qiu Ya left, Si Yan felt the curse of the Undead Lord carefully and then took a rest.

This curse is not a big problem for the time being.

You can stay in the state where the Undead Lord is about to come.

In this way, the other party can be tricked at any time.

Si Yan can leave for several hours through the contract the moment the other party comes over.

Si Yan can return directly to the real world through the return ticket.

After leaving, Si Yan needed to quickly dispel the curse and let it weaken its effect.

Otherwise, the other party might be able to find Si Yan's new location and continue to pursue him.

In Si Yan's opinion, as long as the operation is done well, it is absolutely possible to use it to trick people.

This feels like killing someone with a borrowed knife!

Early the next morning, Nangong Wan'er asked the maid to prepare breakfast early.

After eating, the two came to the poetry club again.

"Mr. Si, morning~"

As soon as Si Yan arrived at the poetry club, some zombie ladies took the initiative to say hello to Si Yan.

Seeing how polite and considerate these zombie ladies were to Si Yan, Mr. Song, who had arrived early, began to enter the receiving mode again.

He has suffered more in the past few days than he has ever suffered in his entire life!

The current Third Young Master Song actually doesn't want to continue at all.

Because he felt that if it continued, the Yunxi Poetry Club would still be Si Yan's personal show.

However, the poem will be halfway through, and it won’t work if it doesn’t continue.

Third Young Master Song could only bite the bullet and continue.

"The bright moon rises above the river, and we share this moment with the world! What a poem! How wonderful!"

After today's poetry meeting started, there was soon a zombie there clapping his hands and praising him.

The other zombie boys and girls were also amazed by Si Yan's outstanding poem.

Naturally, those zombie young masters were not just deliberately trying to piss off Third Young Master Song.

Si Yan's poems are indeed very exquisite!

"Mr. Si's poems are more brilliant than the last. Once these poems are spread, Mr. Si's name will be immortalized~"

A zombie boy couldn't help but praise.

Famous for eternity!

His words made Mr. Song's eyelids twitch!

Although he is very narcissistic, his poems are not guaranteed to be immortal.

But Si Yan's poems are too subtle, maybe.

It’s really okay!

When he thought that Si Yan's poems would be immortal, he was suppressed by Si Yan and was sulking here.

Third Young Master Song could not help but become even more angry!

"Damn it!"

He is now even more murderous towards Si Yan.

Just a human being!

In his opinion, if it weren't for Nangong Wan'er, it would be easy for him to kill Si Yan!

Jealousy changes people beyond recognition!

This guy hates Si Yan so much now!

If he knew the relationship between Si Yan and Ying Rui.

I’m afraid I will hate it even more!

This guy may be used to receiving anger, and his tolerance is much stronger now.

He suppressed his anger and continued to host the poetry meeting.

At the same time, the third son of Song Dynasty was thinking about how to kill Si Yan.

"On this floor, how about we each write a poem describing the war?"

On the twelfth floor, the third young master Song did not give up his struggle after all, trying to overpower Si Yan.

war!

In the zombie world, there is also war.

The Third Young Master of Song Dynasty had experienced several battles, and he did not believe that Si Yan could beat him in this aspect.

So, he spoke first.

"The sound of gold and iron horses is urgent, and the sound of drums is like rain and people are like a forest."

This guy wrote a poem about a war he was involved in.

In the eyes of these young ladies of the zombie family, war is actually a rather romantic thing.

After all, they don't need to charge into battle. Even if they participate in large-scale wars between zombie families, there will always be a group of people around them to protect them.

The other zombie boys and ladies became interested and started writing poems one after another.

"Miss Nangong, please."

After other people's poems were finished, the third son of Song Dynasty made a gesture of invitation to Nangong Wan'er.

Nangong Wan'er spoke:

"Glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Don't laugh at the drunken people lying on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?"

As soon as this poem came out, the whole place fell silent.

"What a poem! This is the best poem to describe war. How many people fought in ancient times. Wonderful, wonderful!"

"Mr. Si really did not disappoint us!"

Immediately afterwards, the voices of the zombie boys and ladies rang out, and each one of them praised Si Yan.

Their voices were obviously much more sincere than when they complimented Third Young Master Song before.

It’s not a compliment, but I was really moved by Si Yan’s poem!

"Damn it!"

Third Young Master Song is EMO again.

His whole body felt numb.

Another failed struggle.

His hatred towards Si Yan is also growing!

This hatred value has already been fully increased.

"Master, Nangong Wan'er is staying with him every step of the way. We can't find a chance."

After nightfall, a zombie reported to the third son of Song Dynasty.

"I will end the poetry meeting early tomorrow morning. Nangong Wan'er has no reason to stay any longer. It is impossible for him to go back so soon. Then it will be our chance to take action."

The Third Young Master of Song Dynasty said in a deep voice.

He thought of a way.

End the poetry session early!

Although, he doesn't know when the players will be able to go back.

But judging from his past experience in sending invitation letters, these players will not be able to go back until the poetry meeting is over.

So his method is feasible.

This time, Si Yan stole his limelight, making him almost furious these days.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

The next day comes quickly.

Early in the morning, as soon as Si Yan arrived at Yunxi Tower, he was surrounded by many zombie ladies.

"The poem that Mr. Situ wrote for Miss Situ is really wonderful the more I read it, the more wonderful it becomes!"

"I wonder if the little lady can ask your husband to write a poem for me too?"

A zombie lady spoke.

"And me and me~"

Another zombie lady spoke.

In the past two days, the song "There is a Beauty in the North" from the beginning has been circulated.

As soon as this poem spread, it unsurprisingly aroused quite a response.

Situ Mingyue's reputation also spread.

Naturally, all the rich ladies of these zombie families are very envious.

I also want Si Yan to write a poem for them.

Today is the last day of the poetry meeting.

These zombie ladies were afraid that Si Yan would leave and never see Si Yan again, so they took the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Si, if you have time, you can come to my house as a guest. Our Murong family is also a very big family~"

At this time, a zombie lady took the lead and gave Si Yan an invitation letter.

Her actions made the other zombie ladies’ eyes light up!

But then they remembered

They did not bring such invitation letters.

On the other hand, Situ Mingyue also gave Si Yan an invitation letter.

Si Yan took it and satisfied them by giving each of them a poem.

He did not choose too classic poems, but used modern poems with the skills of a weird artist.

Each of these zombie ladies also listened with great joy.

"There are still the last two floors today."

The third son of Song Dynasty is here.

"How about Mr. Si writing poems for both floors?"

The third son of Song Dynasty said.

He wanted to end the poetry meeting early, so he couldn't waste time.

So I simply asked Si Yan to compose the poem.

"Okay, I have no objection."

"I don't have any objection either."

The other zombie boys spoke one by one.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Si Yan casually threw out two poems.

Since there was no competition, Shikui was directly won.

"This time, Mr. Si of the Poetry Club won 18 poetry champions, which is undoubtedly a major event since the Yunxi Poetry Club was held! Everyone, let's meet again next year!"

Then the third son of Song Dynasty decisively ended the poetry meeting.

"Can't you bear it anymore?"

Si Yan saw the intention of the third son of Song Dynasty.

After being stimulated by Si Yan for a few days, this guy couldn't help it anymore!

This was because he wanted to find an opportunity to attack him after the poetry meeting.

"Sir, he wants to attack you. Although the poetry meeting is over, I can find reasons to stay until he leaves safely."

Nangong Wan'er also saw through the Third Young Master Song's intention.

Si Yan shook his head: "No, let's leave together."

"Sir, you want to leave too?"

Nangong Wan'er was startled.

Si Yan said: "Of course you can, but the time can't be too long. It's not easy to do anything here. If we lure him out, he won't be able to bear it."

This is not the Song family's clan, just a villa.

If he could directly kill the third son of the Song Dynasty this time, Si Yan would not use the curse of the undead monarch.

Let's see what the Song family will do after we kill him.

But it’s not convenient to do it here.

So Si Yan was going to leave the dungeon and lure Third Young Master Song out.

Leaving the instance requires spending coupons and cheat coins.

Si Yan now has a lot of cheat coins, but in terms of coupons

It can last for more than a day outside the scope of the copy.

Si Yan is confident that the Third Young Master Song will personally take action and kill him personally!

The hatred level has reached this level. If this guy doesn't kill Si Yan himself, he won't be able to calm down.

"good!"

Nangong Wan'er agreed to Si Yan's plan.