Chapter 168: Ghost Head
In the center of the examination institute, on top of a tall building.
The view here is wide, and when you look down, the whole examination room is imprinted.
A middle-aged man dressed as a civil official and embroidered with a spirit bird complement on his chest smiled: "Today's candidates, there are 3,112 people, nearly 30% more than in previous years, which shows the prosperity of our county's literary style." β
He is the county guard of the county, and this time, the civil and military officials on both sides were in a good mood when they saw the chief officer, and they also praised him one after another.
There is only one Taoist, a lupine scarf, looking at the examination room from afar, and seems to be a little uneasy.
"Flying Bear Daoist, what's wrong?"
Seeing this, the county guard couldn't help but be shocked: "But there is a problem with the spirit array on the pupil beast?" β
This pupil beast is a weapon against fraud, but it is not unbreakable.
"Nope!"
The Flying Bear Daoist returned to his position, and in front of him, there was a small array plate, on which several small stone statues of Pupil Beasts were vivid, and their eyes glowed red.
"The magic circle is running normally, and thirty-two entrained candidates have been pulled out, please rest assured, there will be no fish that slip through the net!"
The Flying Bear Daoist swore an oath.
"That's good!"
The county warden let out a sigh, but he didn't notice the look of surprise at the bottom of the Flying Bear Daoist's eyes.
"It's strange, the formation in the eyes of the Pupil Beast just now was sluggish, and it was secretly interfered by the masters, but it was just patrolling the whole scene, and it didn't find the slightest trace...... Only one person was slightly suspicious. β
Feixiong Daoren touched his beard, and the thoughts in his heart quickly turned: "It seems that among the students in this year's examination, there are masters!" β
He pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the red light in his left eye flickered, no different from the Pupil Beast.
In front of him, scenes of light and shadow emerged, and finally froze before a student entered.
The student's face was pale, and his steps were vain, which one was it not Xiao Mu?
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Inside the test house.
It is separated by a board wall, and there is only a wooden table in the middle, which is so narrow that it is difficult to turn around.
Old Elder Fang was sitting on the ground, and he smiled secretly in his heart: "If you dare to trouble me, I will find something for you to do first!" β
The detection spirit array in the eyes of the pupil beast naturally couldn't find him, and he was covered by him, and he directly regarded him as an ordinary person.
But Xiao Mu didn't have that good luck.
Although he didn't know what method he used, he also concealed his spiritual fluctuations, but Fang Yuan secretly used his hands and feet and leaked out.
Presumably at this time, the other party's number guard has been closely monitored, right?
With the pleasure of a successful prank, Fang Yuan spread out the test paper and looked at it at a glance.
This test is only one day, but the amount of the exam is quite large.
First of all, there is a whole scripture question.
This is actually filling in the blanks, but it is not a Confucian classic, but astronomy and geography, and people's livelihood.
This is not only a test of student accumulation, but also words, carefulness and so on.
After all, the answer sheet must not be filthy or altered, and the requirements for candidates are still very high.
And after the simplest scriptures, it is full of arithmetic, big cadres and officials, the first emphasis is on clear calculation, there are eight volumes of "arithmetic", the so-called chicken and rabbit cage is just a type of entry.
On this exam paper, requirements such as opening squares and opening squares are everywhere, as well as three-dimensional geometry and so on, which makes Fang Yuan almost think that he has returned to his previous life.
Fortunately, Jingyi has Yang Fan's foundation, so it can be answered.
As for the arithmetic problem, he himself is a god, and his arithmetic power is also extraordinary, coupled with the mathematical foundation in his previous life, he still blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.
The calculations are clear, and after confirming that they are correct, transcribe them one by one.
Originally, calligraphy was not Fang Yuan's strong point, but at this time, the control was subtle, not to mention the iron painting silver hook, but it was also clear, which was pleasing to the eye at a glance.
Fang Yuan, who is well versed in the way of exams, how could he not know the importance of the paper?
At this time, I don't want calligraphy to fly and phoenix dance, but to be simple and tidy, and it is clear at a glance.
Before I knew it, half a day had passed, and it was noon.
He didn't have to look up, the rustling sound in his ears told a lot of news.
Most of the students are still making calculations, and some haven't even filled in the scriptures? β
Fang Yuan shook his head, stopped writing to rest, and drank two sips of water.
"This test is clear, but in fact, there is also a physical strength test, how can those who lack physical strength survive? I'm afraid I'm going to vomit blood! β
At the same time as he said silently in his heart, there was a commotion in a number house to the east, and two soldiers came out carrying a scholar, and his clothes were stained with blood.
When the students on both sides saw it, they were all awe-inspiring.
Fang Yuan didn't care, and spread out the last test paper.
This is a policy theory, but also a practical case, citing a certain case, requiring the citation of scriptures and classics, and making a judgment, which is very subjective and even more hidden traps.
If you only know how to study hard, I am afraid that you will be taken into the ditch immediately.
Fang Yuan didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the pen and wrote.
Even if he doesn't understand practice, he has been the master of a mansion anyway, and of course he has the ability to make clear judgments.
However, at this time, it is necessary to pay attention to the fact that it cannot be extended to the laws and regulations that the great cadres do not have.
At the moment, there are still two hours before the end of the exam.
Of course, Fang Yuan didn't wait, called the invigilator, verified and handed in the papers, and immediately came to the side hall to drink tea, and after a certain number of candidates were gathered, he was escorted out by the soldiers.
"If there are no special circumstances this time, you will definitely win!"
As soon as he came out of the examination room, Fang Yuan was confident.
"When the time comes, what is this Yang Fan's will, you should know a ...... or two"
"Brother Yang!"
Next to him, a pale-faced candidate shouted in surprise and came to Fang Yuan: "I didn't expect that Brother Yang had also finished the exam, why don't you let the younger brother be the host, how about drinking together?" β
"Great goodness!"
Looking at this maggot-like Xiao Mu of tarsal bones, Fang Yuan nodded with a smile, and the target inadvertently glanced at his neck.
'Even if you have the mark of a dream master, and send it to the door like this, is it death?' Or will he die? β
This Xiao Mu obviously didn't notice the slightest abnormality.
Even if he was in the examination room, he was specifically targeted, thinking that he had accidentally leaked, and at this time, he wanted Yang Fan to top the tank for him, so he immediately took out the strength to serve his father, pulled Fang Yuan to a hotel, sat opposite each other, and drank again and again.
"I don't know where Brother Xiao is? In this county, there is also a Xiao family, isn't it? β
Fang Yuan was holding the wine glass, and his face seemed to be a little flushed.
"Don't hide it from Brother Yang, I am indeed a member of the Xiao family, but my ancestors are concubines, and at this time I am just an ordinary clansman......"
Speaking of this, Xiao Mu couldn't help but sigh very much, and even more vaguely hateful.
"Come on, this wine is very good, don't drink a few more glasses!"
The haze in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and then he persuaded him to drink again and again, Fang Yuan remained silent, drank a lot, and finally seemed to be drunk, naΓ―ve and cute, and was sent back to the inn.
"Come on...... Brother Xiao, let's drink again! β
Fang Yuan lay on the bed, his mouth full of wine, and after muttering a few words, he seemed to fall asleep groggily.
"Great opportunity!"
Xiao Mu's complexion changed, and he still had the drunken appearance he had before.
He looked at Fang Yuan, the muscles on his face were almost twisted, and he suddenly pulled down the collar, and the spirit patterns on his neck converged, forming the appearance of a cyan ghost head.
"See? This is the person who alarms you! β
There was temptation in his voice, as if he were talking to the ghost: "Go to him!" Don't pester me anymore! Go ahead! β
With the sound of words, the tattoo on his neck was also bright, and the ghost head seemed to come to life, and the strange smile began to spread, but it did not move.
"Good baby, go quickly...... Look for him, don't look for me! β
Xiao Mu's face was crazy, one hand was on Fang Yuan's body, and the wisps of tattoos spread to his elbows, but he no longer went down.
"Hurry up...... Go on...... Why? Why do you have to pester me? β
After urging again and again, Xiao Mu broke down a little emotionally, and cried: "Get out of me!" I've found the ghost, don't come and pester me again! β
"Boom!"
In the room, the ghost's laughter became more and more pronounced, and it was even more murmuring.
Although it was as low as a mosquito's chirp, Xiao Mu understood the meaning at once: "Now...... No way? Must go through a three-night ...... Contaminate? Near...... Can't leave? β
Syllable!
He gave him a high-five: "Okay, I got it!" β
Looking at Fang Yuan's expression, he was a little unbearable, and finally turned cold: "Brother Yang, don't blame me!" If you want to blame, blame us for being the same kind of people, and we are entangled by this! β
Xiao Mu made up his mind and hurriedly went downstairs, eighty percent of them went to carry luggage and find a shopkeeper to open a room.
On the bed, Fang Yuan, who was originally drunk, suddenly opened his eyes: "This mark ...... It doesn't seem that simple......"
He deliberately showed weakness, and finally made Xiao Mu let down his guard and began to inflict harm, exposing his hole cards.
But that form of the Dream Master Mark was really rare, like a living thing, making Fang Yuan confused.
"Judging from Xiao Mu's attitude, it is obvious that he has been pitted by that mark, but it is not like an ordinary dream master looking for a slave, it is ......"
Fang Yuan's eyes lit up.
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A few hours later.
He pretended to get up and went downstairs, and immediately saw Xiao Mu.
"Brother Yang woke up, and the younger brother specially ordered the kitchen to stew sobering soup!"
He was full of smiles, which made people feel like a spring breeze: "Talk to my brother, the younger brother is deeply overwhelmed by Brother Yang's knowledge, and I can't wait to ask for advice day and night, I have moved here at this time, and I hope that Brother Yang will not be disgusted!" β
"Since you are opening an inn, you are naturally welcome to come from all over the world, you are too worried!"
Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "It just so happens that Brother Fool has nothing to do recently, and he has to wait in the city until the examination list is released, and he was still worried about how to pass the time!" β
"If Brother Yang doesn't give up, the younger brother is willing to be the east and take Brother Yang to take a good walk around the county town!"
Xiao Mu's face was overjoyed, and a trace of gloom in his eyes continued to expand......
Late at night, at midnight, everything is silent.
"It's coming!"
Fang Yuan blew out the candles, sat cross-legged on the bed, and saw a faint trace of green mist coming from next door, with a sneer on his face: "This time I want to see what you are!" β
Immediately, his expression was solemn, and with a wave of his hand, a white ecstasy mist appeared, blocking the green smoke, and he smoked a trace of it, and came to the palm of his hand, like a green snake wrapped around his fingers.