Lanxiang Xiuxian Technical College

The upright Bu Fan was in a daze, and the people in front were about to disappear, so Bu Fan hurriedly shouted "Wait for me", and then quickly chased after him.

Soon everyone entered the classroom. This section of "Theory and Practice of Drawing Symbols" is also a general course. It is a large classroom with a lot of seats. Everyone came to the back row and sat down not too late.

The fifth person in Beitang sat in the corner, and Bu Fan sat next to him. Qi Xu wanted to sit next to Bu Fan. Su Jiuxi hurried over, inserted himself next to Qi Xu, sat down next to Bu Fan, and spoke to Bu Fan. Van smiled.

The classroom was not quiet, many students were chatting, Bu Fan paid attention to it, until the class bell rang, the girl who suddenly went crazy in the library did not show up, I don’t know where she went, and I don’t know if her condition is stable or not .

Soon the teacher walked in. As soon as the teacher walked in, many boys in the class sighed, because the teacher in this class is not as beautiful and eye-catching as Teacher Xiao. The teacher is an old man, wearing a suit, gray hair, slightly fat, wearing glasses, looks like an old pedant.

Everyone lacked interest, the teacher walked in, and soon made everyone "interested", because the teacher held a stack of papers in his hand!

As soon as I came up to take the exam, the students all screamed out loud, and the teacher pushed his eyes with a smile, and said with a smile: "Students, let's take a quiz in class to see how your basics are." So, according to this test, let me study the rhythm of our lectures."

Although it is just a quiz, it is also an exam. No student is not afraid of the exam, at least it sounds like it will definitely give you a headache.

Thinking of the exam, Bu Fan felt his back go numb, because he suddenly remembered the entrance exam, those "big Luotian" and "Hg2Cl2" questions, his head was too big, and he couldn't answer any of them!

The teacher quickly divided the papers. This time, everyone sat close to each other and could look at each other. However, the teacher took the test to check the basic level of the students. If they copied all the students, they would definitely be exhausted in class.

The paper was quickly passed to Bu Fan, and the teacher said, "I think this paper is relatively simple. Let's write it for 10 minutes, hand it in after 10 minutes, and then start the first basic class."

When Bu Fan heard the word "simple", he started to tremble, his brow was sweating, and he lowered his head to read the paper.

1. Fulu is a kind of magic in Taoism, also known as "______", "_____", "______".

2. The art of talismans originated from witchcraft and was first seen in the _____ dynasty.

3. "Using the essence of the Tao, the simplicity of the cloth, and the essence of the object." This sentence comes from the seventh volume of "_____".

4. "The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws and decrees. I am writing now, and ten thousand ghosts hide." This formula must be recited silently when there is no symbol of the three cleans.

5. The common character is "_____".

6.…

Bu Fan felt dizzy immediately. He said it was simple, but he felt unlucky when he heard it was simple. Why can't he write a single word?

Bu Fan was not only dizzy, but also broke out in a cold sweat. He was still looking at the test paper in a daze, and felt his right hand "swish, swish, swish" start to move, and Beitang Fifth began to play his role as a male god again. Features, holding a signature pen, is filling in the paper quickly.

Bu Fan quietly glanced sideways, and saw that Beitang No. [-] didn't frown, with a very relaxed expression, and his facial features didn't fluctuate in any way, and his hand wrote very quickly, as if it was really a very simple paper, Beitang The fifth palm is very big with well-defined joints. The fingers are slender and full of strength and wildness. The movement of holding the pen has a faint suqi. That kind of breath rushes towards the face. Bu Fan, who is a straight man, is almost dumbfounded... …

Su Jiuxi scratched her little yellow hair, stared at the paper for a long time, with a tangled face, scratched her little yellow hair like a chicken coop, and then wrote the word "well" on the fifth fill-in-the-blank question After thinking about it for a while, it seems that this is not the case. I deleted the word "well" and filled in the word "gang", and then heaved a sigh of relief. That expression felt that I had done a great thing .

Su Jiuxi finished filling out, as if he had hollowed out all his IQ, so he glanced sideways at Bu Fan, hoping that Bu Fan could fill in the blank inscription, but when he turned his head, he was instantly dumbfounded, Bu Fan's The paper is clean, spotless, nothing is written...

Su Jiuxi bumped Bu Fan with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Fan, why don't you write, it's only 3 minutes."

Bu Fan was even more stressed by what he said, his face was "bitter", and his expression was wrinkled like a steamed stuffed bun. He wants to write, and you can ask him about mathematics, physics and chemistry. Even if he is a science student, ask him about history and place There are no problems in the text, but what kind of strange problems are these, he can't write any of them!

Su Jiuxi also kindly pointed to his own paper, and said, "I know how to do this. Write 'Gang', that's right!"

Bu Fan: "..."

Beitang Fifth had already finished writing the paper, and then he put down his pen, and saw Bu Fan and Su Jiuxi flirting, but hearing their conversation, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Bu Fan and Su Jiuxi turned their heads at the same time, and both of them could tell that it was "sneering", which came from the male theologian's tyrant, and he glanced at Beitang No. [-] with "resentment".

In the end, Bu Fan wrote casually, used all his life's wisdom, filled out the paper, and handed it in.

After handing in the papers, Qi Xu still smiled silly and said, "Hey, it's pretty simple. I just filled in everything, only one or two questions I can't handle."

After the teacher collected the paper, he put it aside. Fortunately, he read it right away, and then began to talk about the first theoretical knowledge.

Bu Fan immediately took out his notebook to record, because he had no foundation, so he remembered very carefully.

However, he soon discovered that taking notes was too difficult for him, because what the teacher said was not basic at all, like listening to a bible, and the teacher's voice was very hypnotic. I'm studying philosophy, because it seems like I'm taking a thinking class in middle school, and I feel sleepy when I'm in class...

Holding his pen, Bu Fan heard the teacher say: "The talisman technique originated from shamanism and was first seen in the Eastern Han Dynasty. What is shamanism? In ancient times, men were called 'shamans' and women were called 'shamans'. Together they are shamans. The famous sect that mainly uses talismans is Zhengdao. Many people who don’t know the situation are very surprised. How some Taoists become monks and some don’t. In fact, the reason is very simple. Zhengdao mainly uses talismans. I will not become a monk, because from the point of view of modern science, the process of making talismans is a process of magnetizing ink and cinnabar with its own physiological electric field, forming a magnetic field on the talisman paper, thereby promoting the change of karma in the vitality of heaven and earth. Science The so-called physiological electric field is what we call the spiritual root. Many spiritual roots need to be obtained through genetics, so some Taoists do not become monks, and they pay great attention to blood... Then let's talk about another term, what is ' What about karma..."

Bu Fan: "..."

Well, so esoteric, physiological magnetic field, and magnetization...

Soon the teacher had already talked about the superconducting quantum interferometer about the biological magnetic field, and Bu Fan became even more dizzy when he heard it, and murmured, "What interferometer?"

Beitang No. [-] has been intervening and listening. He didn't take any notes at all. He did bring a notebook, but he didn't open it, and the book was closed. When he heard Bu Fan speak, he couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Bu Fan wrote down some scattered things in his notebook. There were a lot of empty spaces. Those who didn’t know it thought they were filling in the blanks on purpose. In fact, they were professional terms, and Bu Fan didn’t understand what the words were at all.

Beitang No. [-] shook his head helplessly. If this lecture was finished in one class, there would probably be more empty space in Bu Fan's notebook than his writing space...

Beitang Wu bowed slightly, and suddenly pulled out the pen from his hand. Bu Fan was startled. He was still thinking hard, but when he tilted his head, he saw that Beitang Wu had not only pulled out his pen. I took the pen and took away the notebook, and quickly started to record on it.

Not only the record, but also took the time to fill in the blank "cloze" above, the speed is very fast, the writing is neat and beautiful, and quite domineering.

Bu Fan looked at it for a while, and said embarrassedly, "Thank you."

Beitang No. [-] shook his head, indicating no need, and circled the key points for Bu Fan, recording them in great detail.

Someone took notes for him, and Bu Fan listened to the class quietly. As a result, as he listened, Bu Fan felt that the words in his textbook began to spin around, and the spin around got worse, and his eyelids became heavy. After all, he was listening to the scriptures. I couldn't understand it in my ears, and sleepiness swept over me.

At first, Bu Fan endured the drowsiness, but then he couldn't do it anymore, his head was nodding, and finally he couldn't get up from the textbook, and actually fell asleep.

Bu Fan didn't sleep soundly. After all, it was class and he was in a daze. He could still hear the teacher's scriptures in his ears. Soon the teacher's voice turned into the sound of howling wind, and the confused scene in front of him also changed. , slowly turned into a vast white, pieces of white...

Bu Fan was a little strange, he thought he was dreaming, but this dream was too strange, his surroundings were pale, he stood alone in the heavy snow, let the snowflakes fall on his shoulders, forehead, and cheeks, motionless...

Bu Fan wondered why he didn't move. The snowflakes were cold, and his body became cold, but Bu Fan didn't move, as if he couldn't move.

It's like... a huge... rock.

Stone……

The mountains are covered with white snow, and there are cold icicles everywhere. The majestic mountains connect the sky and the earth, and Bu Fan feels that he is a part of this mountain, experiencing the shuttle of the sun and the moon...

"Boom—!!!!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the white mountain collapsed suddenly. Bu Fan closed his eyes tightly in fright, and felt his body fly out obliquely. The violent impact and pain swept his whole body, but there was an inexplicable feeling of relief in his body.

Because he moved, although it was forced.

Huge rocks rolled down from the high mountain and fell into the mountain stream. The owner couldn't move for a moment, but the scenery changed. Bu Fan saw the glacier of the snow mountain, like a Milky Way waterfall, hanging from the sky, like a gem The flower curtain is so beautiful...

Under such a beautiful scenery, the shattered rocks got stuck in the gaps, and blood began to bleed from the broken edges.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tick--"

"Tick-tick-tick-"

One, two, three... until a man in a black robe with an indifferent and serious face came up to him and stopped slowly. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the bleeding wound on the mountain stone. Where the big hand touched, the wound slowly healed.

The man in black squinted his eyes and stared at the rock. Bu Fan felt that he seemed to be staring at himself. His eyes were neither indifferent nor frightening, as if he was staring at a beautiful gem rather than an ugly rock.

The man finally spoke, his voice was deep and hoarse, with strong magnetism and indescribable gentleness.

"It's beautiful," he said.

Bu Fan couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the voice was very familiar, as if it was right next to his ear...

"Bu Fan?"

"Bu Fan...Bu Fan..."

Bu Fan really heard someone calling him. With the same voice, he took a deep breath and suddenly woke up from the dream. He raised his head and opened his eyes for a moment. The fifth person in Beitang, who was dressed in black, came into view. .

Beitang No. [-] looked helpless, reached out and rubbed Bu Fan's blushing forehead, and said, "get out of class is over, let's go."

Bu Fan really woke up now, scratched the back of his head, looked at the time, get out of class was over, he actually slept for so long, had a strange dream, dreamed of himself...

Turned to stone, and still a stone that bleeds.