Chapter 169 Ghost Head

The examination center, above a tall building.

The line of sight here is wide open, looking down, the entire examination room situation is printed in sight.

A middle-aged man dressed as a civil official with a bird patch embroidered on his chest smiled: "Today, there are 3,112 candidates, nearly 30% more than in previous years, which shows the prosperity of our county's literary style. .”

He is the magistrate of this county, and this time the chief examiner, the civil and military officials from both sides saw that the chief was in a good mood, and they all made fun of him and praised him.

There is only one Taoist, with a feather fan and a scarf, looking at the examination room from a distance, and seems to be a little restless.

"Taoist Fei Xiong, what happened?"

Seeing this, the county guard couldn't help being startled: "But there's something wrong with the spirit array on the Tongming Beast?"

This pupil beast is a sharp weapon to prevent fraud, but it is not invulnerable.

"No!"

Taoist Fei Xiong returned to his position. In front of him, there was a small formation board, on which were a few pocket-sized stone statues of beasts with bright eyes, and their eyes glowed red.

"The magic circle is operating normally. Thirty-two candidates have been caught. Please rest assured, my lord, there will be no fish that slip through the net!"

Taoist Fei Xiong assured him with an oath.

"That's good!"

The sheriff let out a sigh, but he didn't notice the surprise at the bottom of Taoist Fei Xiong's eyes.

"It's so strange, just now the formation in the eyes of Tongming Beast was running sluggishly. It must have been secretly interfered by an expert, but only inspected the whole venue, and found no trace...Only one person is slightly suspicious."

Daoist Fei Xiong stroked his beard, and his thoughts turned quickly: "It seems that there are some masters among the students in this year's examination!"

He pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the red light in his left eye was shining, which was no different from that of a pupil bright beast.

In front of him, scenes of lights and shadows emerged, and finally stopped before a student started.

That student's face was pale, his footsteps were flimsy, who else could it be if it wasn't Xiao Mu?

...

Within the test house.

The surrounding area is separated by board walls, and there is only a wooden table in the middle, which is closed and narrow, and it is almost difficult to turn around.

Sitting on the ground, Fang Yuan laughed secretly in his heart: "If you dare to trouble me, I will find you something to do first!"

The detection spirit array in the pupil's eyes naturally couldn't find him, it was covered by him, and he directly regarded it as an ordinary person.

But Xiao Mu didn't have such good luck.

Although he didn't know what method he used to cover up his own spiritual fluctuations, Fang Yuan secretly manipulated them and leaked them out.

Presumably at this time, the other party's number prison has been closely monitored, right?

With the joy of a successful prank, Fang Yuan spread out the test paper and read it at a glance.

This exam is only for one day, but the amount of the exam is quite large.

The first is a whole set of scripture questions.

This is actually filling in the blanks, but it is not a Confucian classic, but astronomy, geography, and people's livelihood, all of which are involved.

This not only tests the accumulation of students, but also writing, carefulness and so on.

After all, the answer sheet must not be dirty or altered, and the requirements for candidates are still very high.

And after the simplest scriptures, there is a full sheet of mathematics, with a lot of use of officials, and the first thing is to understand calculations. There are eight volumes of "Mathematics". The so-called chicken and rabbit in the same cage are just an introductory category.

On this test paper, there are requirements such as square extraction and cube extraction everywhere, as well as solid geometry, etc., making Fang Yuan almost think that he has returned to his previous life.

Fortunately, Jingyi has Yang Fan's foundation, so I can answer it.

As for math problems, he himself has a supernatural power, and his computing power is not trivial. Coupled with his previous mathematics foundation, he still blocks gods and kills gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

The calculations are clear, and after confirming that they are correct, they will be transcribed one by one.

Calligraphy was not Fang Yuan's strong point in the past, but now his control is subtle and subtle, not to mention iron and silver hooks, but it is also clear, which is pleasing to the eye.

How could Fang Yuan, who is well versed in the way of exams, not know the importance of the exam?

At this time, we don't want calligraphy to be flourishing and phoenix dancing, but to be simple and tidy, which is clear at a glance.

Before I knew it, half a day passed, and it was noon.

He didn't need to raise his head, the rustling sound in his ear told a lot of news.

‘Most of the students are still doing calculations, and some of them haven’t even finished the scriptures? '

Fang Yuan shook his head, stopped writing to rest, and drank two mouthfuls of water.

"This test is a clear calculation. In fact, there is also a test of physical strength. Those who are not physically strong, how can they survive? I'm afraid they will be tired and vomit blood!"

At the same time as he was silent in his heart, there was a commotion in a dormitory on the east side, and two soldiers came out carrying a scholar, whose clothes were stained with blood.

The students on both sides looked at it, and they were all awe-inspiring.

Fang Yuan didn't care, and spread out the last test paper.

This is a policy theory, and it is also an actual case. Citing a certain case and asking for quotations to make a judgment is highly subjective and has hidden traps.

A student who only knows how to study hard will probably be led into the ditch immediately.

Fang Yuan didn't have time to think, so he just picked up a pen and wrote.

No matter how ignorant he is of practical affairs, he has been the lord of a house anyway, of course he has the ability to make decisions.

It's just that we need to be careful at this time, and we can't extend the laws and regulations that don't exist.

It was done in one go, and there were still two hours before the end of the exam.

Of course Fang Yuan didn't wait, he called the invigilator, verified the papers, and immediately went to the side hall to drink tea. After a certain number of candidates were gathered, he was escorted out by soldiers.

"If there are no special circumstances this time, I will definitely win!"

As soon as he left the examination room, Fang Yuan felt confident.

"When the time comes, you should know a thing or two about Yang Fan's wishes..."

"Brother Yang!"

Next to him, a pale-faced examinee shouted in surprise, and came to Fang Yuan: "Unexpectedly, Brother Yang also finished the exam. Why don't we let my younger brother play the role, how about drinking together?"

"Great goodness!"

Looking at Xiao Mu who was like a tarsus maggot, Fang Yuan nodded with a smile, the target glanced at his neck inadvertently.

‘Even if it bears the imprint of a dream master, if it is sent to your door like this, is it an act of death? Or die? '

This Xiao Mu obviously didn't notice anything unusual.

Even if he was specifically targeted in the examination room, he thought he had accidentally leaked it. At this moment, he wanted Yang Fan to take the top of the tank for him, so he immediately took care of his father and dragged Fang Yuan to a hotel. Sit down and drink again and again.

"I don't know where brother Xiao is from? There is also a Xiao family in this county, isn't it?"

Fang Yuan was holding the wine glass, his face seemed a little flushed.

"To be honest, Brother Yang, I am indeed a member of the Xiao family, but my ancestors were concubines, so I am just an ordinary clansman at this time..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Mu couldn't help but sigh, and even vaguely felt hatred.

"Come on, this wine is very good, you must drink a few more glasses!"

The haze in his eyes flashed away, and he tried to persuade him to drink again and again. Fang Yuan remained calm and drank a lot. Finally, he seemed to be drunk, with a naive expression, and was sent back to the inn.

"Come on... Brother Xiao, let's drink again!"

Fang Yuan lay on the bed, reeking of alcohol, after muttering a few words, he seemed to fall into a drowsy sleep.

"Great opportunity!"

Xiao Mu's complexion changed, he didn't look like he was stupefied before.

He looked at Fang Yuan, the muscles on his face were almost twisted, he suddenly pulled down the collar, and the spirit lines on his neck gathered together, forming a blue ghost head.

"See? This is the person who alarmed you!"

There was temptation in his voice, as if he was talking to the ghost: "Go find him! Don't pester me anymore! Go!"

Accompanied by the voice, the tattoo on his neck was also radiant, and the ghost head seemed to come to life, laughing strangely, and began to spread, but did not transfer.

"Good boy, go... find him, don't find me!"

Xiao Mu's face was crazy, one hand rested on Fang Yuan's body, the tattoos spread to the elbow, but life and death did not go down.

"Go...go...why? Why do you have to pester me?"

After repeated urging, Xiao Mu's mood broke down a little, and he cried: "Get out of here! I have already found the dead ghost, don't pester me again!"

"Jie Jie!"

In the room, the ghostly laughter became more and more obvious, even more raving.

Although it was as low as a mosquito, this Xiao Mu understood the meaning immediately: "Now...can't? Must go through three nights of...pollution? Close...can't leave?"

Snapped!

He clapped his hands: "Okay, I got it!"

Looking at Fang Yuan, he couldn't bear it, and finally turned into coldness: "Brother Yang, don't blame me! If you want to blame, blame us for being the same kind of people, and get entangled by this ghost again!"

Xiao Mu made up his mind and hurried downstairs, most likely to go to carry luggage and find the shopkeeper to open a room.

On the bed, Fang Yuan, who was originally drunk, suddenly opened his eyes: "This imprint... doesn't seem so simple..."

He deliberately showed weakness, and finally made Xiao Mu let go of his vigilance, and started to do harm, revealing his trump card.

But the imprint of the dream master in that form is really rare, it looks like a living thing, making Fang Yuan confused.

"Judging from Xiao Mu's attitude, it's obvious that he was tortured by that imprint, but it's not like ordinary dream masters looking for slaves, could it be..."

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up.

...

After several hours.

He pretended to get up and went downstairs, and immediately saw Xiao Mu.

"Brother Yang is sober, and my younger brother specially ordered the kitchen to make sober soup!"

He smiled like a spring breeze: "When I talked with brother, I was deeply fascinated by brother Yang's knowledge, and I can't wait to ask for advice day and night. At this time, I have moved here and I am a neighbor with brother Yang. Dislike it!"

"Since the inn is open, visitors from all over the world are naturally welcome, you don't worry too much!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "It happens that Brother Yu has nothing to do recently, and he has to wait in the city until the exam results are released. Before that, he was still worrying about how to pass the time!"

"If Brother Yang doesn't give up, I'm willing to be the host, and take Brother Yang for a stroll around the county town!"

Xiao Mu's face was overjoyed, and the haze in his eyes continued to expand...

In the middle of the night, at midnight, everything is silent.

"coming!"

Fang Yuan blew out the candles, sat cross-legged on the bed, and saw a slight green mist coming from the next door, with a sneer on his face: "This time I want to see what you are!"

Immediately, his expression became solemn, and with a wave of his hand, a white mist of fascination emerged, blocking the green smoke, and drew a little more, reaching the palm of his hand, like a green snake wrapped around his fingers.