Chapter 884 Fraud

As if he was afraid of Song Wen's rejection, he spoke quickly without waiting for Song Wen's answer.

"May I ask your surname, brother?"

"Fang Pengyi." Song Wen said.

Xu Yan cupped his hands and said, "Brother Fang, my father is Xu Tan, the Dianshi of the City Lord's Mansion, and I am good at martial arts. As long as you can help me this time, from now on, whether in Guanling City or Xidong Mountain, I will be with you." With your care, no one will dare to bully you.”

When Song Wen heard this, he looked embarrassed, as if he didn't want to be plagiarized by the other party, but he didn't know how to refuse.

After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke.

"Brother Xu, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to sit next to each other for the assessment tomorrow. Even if I want to help, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

Unexpectedly, Xu Yan didn't care at all, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Brother Fang, don't worry. My father is still a bit thin-faced in Guanling City. In addition, I love martial arts. I hang out in the school grounds all the year round and I am familiar with most of the soldiers. Tomorrow, I can sit wherever I want, no matter what. Someone will stop me."

Looking at Xu Yan who looked slightly complacent, Song Wen smiled lightly.

How stupid and pitiful!

Riyue Temple is plotting against young people like Xu Yan.

The city lord's palace is also plotting against these young people.

Only these young people and their families are unaware of this and are trying to get into the trap.

When Xu Yan saw a smile on Song Wen's face, he suddenly realized what he meant and his expression perked up.

"Brother Fang, did you agree?"

Song Wen nodded slightly and said, "Brother Xu, please take care of me in the future."

Xu Yan slapped his chest with his big hand.

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe in this Guanlingcheng area."

Xu Yan was quite familiar with him. After Song Wen agreed to help him, he acted extremely enthusiastically. I don't know if he was deliberately trying to please Song Wen for tomorrow's assessment, or if it was just his nature.

The two chatted for a while and soon arrived outside the wooden house where they lived.

Xu Yan wanted to talk more, but Song Wen stopped him because he wanted to memorize Buddhist scriptures quietly. Song Wen returned to his cabin alone.

A night of silence.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning.

With a sleepy look on his face, Song Wen pushed open the wooden door and saw Xu Yan standing outside the door anxiously.

"Brother Fang, you finally got up. I was really worried that you were snoozing and missed the hour."

Song Wendao said, "It's still more than two quarters of an hour before Si Shi. Brother Fang, why do you need to be anxious?"

Xu Yan said, "How can we not be in a hurry! Many people have already gone to the examination room to wait. Come with me quickly and choose a seat."

Song Wendao remained calm and unhurried.

"No rush! I haven't washed up and had breakfast yet."

"What! Do you still want to have breakfast?" Xu Yan looked in disbelief.

Song Wen bent down and reached out to lift a food box from the corner outside the wooden house. Then, he turned around and walked into the house.

The soldier had placed the food box here half an hour ago.

Seeing Song Wen's calm and calm look, Xu Yan's originally anxious expression quietly subsided.

He took two steps forward, walked to the door of Song Wen's wooden house, and stuck his head in.

"Brother Fang, you are so calm and composed, do you already have a plan in mind?"

Song Wen pointed to his head and said.

"The original version of the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma is all recorded here."

"Great!" Xu Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Last night, I spent almost the whole night memorizing scriptures, but the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" was too obscure and difficult to understand, so I only memorized a hundred words. Come. With Brother Fang's help, today's assessment will be easy. Brother Fang, please take it easy. I'll be waiting outside."

After saying that, Xu Yan retreated.

About a quarter of an hour later.

After breakfast and a simple wash, Song Wen walked out of the wooden house and said to Xu Yan.

"Brother Xu, let's go."

The two of them walked forward for a long time and came to the open space where they were yesterday.

The open space that was still empty yesterday has been set up with more than 10,000 wooden tables and stools as an assessment venue.

However, soldiers armed with steel knives blocked the area around the examination room, temporarily prohibiting anyone from entering.

A group of young people could only gather around the examination room.

Just after Si Shi arrived, Miao Sheng appeared on the high platform again.

"The time has come, please enter the examination room." Miao Sheng announced.

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers guarding around the examination room all put away their steel knives.

In an instant, a group of young people poured into the examination room from all directions, looking for their favorite wooden table to sit down at.

Xu Yan relied on his strong body to squeeze through the crowd, rushed to the front, and occupied two positions in the center of the examination room.

There are soldiers guarding all sides of the examination room. Relatively speaking, the center of the examination room is the farthest place from these 'invigilators'.

The two positions are side by side, with only two feet between them.

Song Wen and Xu Yan sat down and waited for a while. Then soldiers came with pens and ink and distributed them to everyone.

Song Wen spread out the paper, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write furiously.

Under Xu Yan's furtive glances from time to time, Song Wen wrote more than a thousand square regular scripts in just two quarters of an hour.

However, Song Wen suddenly stopped writing and stopped writing.

Xu Yan was immediately puzzled. He was still waiting for Song Wen to write more, so that he could plagiarize.

What he didn't know was that Song Wen's spiritual sense observed that a thousand words was enough to defeat most people and was selected into the three thousand men and women of faith.

Song Wen placed the written paper close to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan straightened his waist. With his tall and straight body, he could clearly see the words written in Song Dynasty and began to copy them word for word.

His handwriting is ugly and twisted, but it is better than his writing speed.

After more than two quarters of an hour, Xu Yan finished writing the thousand-word scripture according to some vague memories in his mind and the hints he got from peeping.

Xu Yan was quite proud that no one interfered with his cheating process.

"In Guanling City, officials of all sizes still give me some face."

Xu Yan thought in his heart with a rather conceited look.

What he didn't notice was that there were quite a few cheaters in the entire examination room, but no one was "discovered".

An hour later, the examination was over.

Everyone began to leave the examination room, and the test papers were left on the wooden table, and soldiers came to collect them.

"Brother Fang, didn't you say that you remembered the entire Lotus Sutra? Why did you stop writing after only writing a thousand words?" Xu Yan asked in a low voice as he walked.

Song Wen said, "Our goal is to pass the selection, not to memorize the entire scripture. Sometimes, being too conspicuous is not necessarily a good thing."

Xu Yan said, "Brother Fang, what you said makes sense. But how can you be sure that you will be selected?"

Song Wen said, "The Lotus Sutra is obscure and difficult to understand. It is extremely rare to be able to write a thousand words."

"But I always feel that I should write more, so it will be safer." Xu Yan said.

Song Wen said, "The assessment is over, and everything is a foregone conclusion. Brother Xu, why should you worry about it? The results of the assessment will be known soon. Brother Xu, just wait patiently, there is no need to rush."