Earth Exam [Unlimited]

Do all of you in the Palace of the Underworld know how to play like this?

It's better to fight those ghosts!

Facts have proved that rabbits still bite people when they are cornered, and people are cornered...

Anything can be done.

In an unprecedented state, the two recited the full text smoothly, word for word, every word was good, no pause, no jamming, smooth and smooth, it is worthy of praise.

The scribe had a satisfied smile on his face.

Jian Qiao and Yi Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and before they could finish their breath, they heard him say again: "Yi Tiezhu, recite the "Lanting Collection Preface"."

"Jian Jianguo, recite "Li Sao"."

I think you're targeting me, and I have proof.

Although it is difficult to return to, it is still the texts that have been learned, so I can still remember them.

only……

"Yi Tiezhu, recite "Pipa Xing", including the preface."

"Jian Jianguo, recite "Heavenly Questions" and translate it."

Yi Tao:? ? ?

What the hell? ?Can you say that again?Is it "in the tenth year of Yuanhe, Yuzuo moved to Sima, Jiujiang County. Next autumn, I will see off guests at Panpukou"?Are you kidding me?Back then, the teacher didn't ask me to recite it, so I only read it a few times!

I really feel like you're targeting me.

He cleared his throat helplessly, and began to find out from his distant memory the long and awkward original text he had read: "In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it? The upper and lower sides have not been formed, so how can we test it? Darkness, who can do it to the extreme? Feng Yiwei is like an image, how can he know it..."

For a while, only the sound of endorsement could be heard in the Hall of the King of Hades, and the scribe said that it was really pleasant.

After the two of them recited it for the third time, the scribe spoke again: "There are only three things, not bad."

His hand moved a little farther behind, and two desks appeared on the empty floor in an instant: "Go and write down what you just memorized."

Let's die together, date?

Jane took a step in the direction of the table, the scenery around him changed again, and the thick fog surrounded him. When the fog cleared, a huge wall appeared in front of his eyes. There were many small grids on the wall, which were somewhat similar to A Chinese medicine cabinet in a Chinese medicine shop.

Twenty horizontally and fifty vertically, there are a thousand grids in total, and a name is written in gold on each grid.

"You take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone yourself."

The scribe walked up to his side at some point and looked at him quietly.

One grid represents one item, and there are four kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, so there are four chances.

In the grid on the first row are names such as "Sakura bamboo shoots", "Suibi", "Hansu", "Xuemozi", and "Luoyue".

In the grid on the second row are names such as "Zihe Che", "Osmanthus Cake", "Chuanbai", "Pinxia", "Chonglou" and "Lonicera".

There are more or less mixed things in each row, and it seems that things of the same type are not grouped together separately.

Jane quietly clicked on the seven grids of No. 30 in the ninth row.

"Mr. Chu"

This is another name for paper.

As his finger touched the gilded font, the font fluctuated like water ripples, and a line of words was slowly projected in the air: [List ancient famous papers, no less than four examples. 】

"Xuetao Paper, Chengxintang Paper, Ciqing Paper, and Jade Button Paper."

"Pa-ta--" the grid printed with bronzing characters opened automatically, and there lay a roll of snow-white paper inside.

He took the paper in his hand, and clicked on the seven grids of No. 20 in the fourth row.

"Mr. Zhongshu"

This is a pen.

[The inventor of the pen. 】

"Meng Tian."

There is a cum hair brush in the grid that pops up.

No.11 row No.12.

"Jimohou"

This is the inkstone.

[Four famous inkstones. 】

"Taohe inkstone, Duan inkstone, She inkstone, and Chengni inkstone."

This time, what was given to him in the grid was a Duan inkstone carved with green bamboo.

There are pens, paper and inkstones, but there are too many grids, and the densely packed small characters make people dizzy. Jane searched for a long time but couldn't find the place for the ink.

Until he found the three names connected behind the middle of the No.19 row

"Xuangui", "Wujin", "Songzihou".

These three have their own original meanings, but they are also another name for Mo.

Which one is right?

Jian quietly thought about it, and clicked "Song Zihou".

[Where does the name come from? 】

"From the "Mopu" in the "Four Puzzles of the Study" on Su Yi Bamboo Slips of the Song Dynasty, the reference is the "Biography of Song Zihou Yi Yuanguang" by Wen Song of the Tang Dynasty."

A piece of ink popped out of the grid.

"The qualifications are good." The scribe watched from beginning to end, his eyes showed appreciation, "Hurry up and write silently, don't waste time."

Jian Qiao, holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, was sitting on the side of the table, and began to sharpen the ink and brush in a proper manner.

The medical dog has returned to the days of burying its head and writing hard. It is really a sad memory for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

At the beginning of the third watch, at the end of the fifth watch, there are a full six hours in between.

The scribe asked Jian Qiao and Yi Tao to memorize, find tools, and write silently for six hours without stopping. When the two came out of the palace of Hades, their hands and feet were weak, as if they had walked through the gate of hell.

The king of hell treats guests, recites a gift package of silent writing, and six hours of passionate online tutoring, you deserve it.

"Brother Jian, don't we have to go there every night?" Yi Tao's eyes were slack with two big bruises, "If I live like this for six days, I'll die."

It was already light at five o'clock, and the two of them returned to the small shabby house along a path they had never traveled before. No one could care less about the shape of the bed, which looked like a coffin, and it was too hard to sleep. He fell headlong and slept until noon, almost missing dinner.

Sitting by the stream again, Yi Tao was visibly sluggish compared to how he was alive and kicking on the first day. With two balls of grass stuffed in his nose, the scent still came through vaguely: "Not eating is mental torture. It is mental torture to memorize or sit upright. Brother Jian, if I hang up, burn more paper for me during Qingming."

A plate was handed to him.

Yi Tao's words stopped abruptly.

On the plate were slices of beef, stacked one on top of the other in a circle.The beautifully colored beef is lying on a snow-white plate. The meat is tender and has a clear texture. It is also dotted with green onions that come from nowhere. It makes people salivate just looking at it.

Yi Tao swallowed hard.

It's so delicious.

"Here." The person holding the plate was Li Jun who appeared yesterday. He was still wearing a snow-white shirt with a peach blossom on his head, but today's peach branch does not seem to be fresh, and the flower is showing signs of withering.

"I'm not hungry if I don't eat!" Yi Tao said loudly, and ran away, fearing that he might not have enough self-control to eat the beef on the plate.

"Pfft." The young Li Jun smiled, his face was much paler than ordinary people, and he felt almost transparent under the sun, "I didn't force you to eat it, what are you so afraid of doing?"

Yi Tao stood in the distance and shook his head frantically, tears in his heart.

He will never know how lethal the food is to foodies, and whether he can see it or not is even more fatal.

Mr. Na seemed to have seen his resistance, and stopped talking to him. He put the plate on the ground and chatted with Jane instead.

Jane quietly noticed that his eyes were also very special in color, a very clear amber color, and his sight seemed to be out of focus under the sun.

At this time, Li Jun who came suddenly changed a pair of clothes, and asked while eating meat, "Can you leave early?"

"If you want to know if we can leave early, you have to reveal something useful first, right?"

"Want to be an empty-handed white wolf?" Li Jun gave him a helpless look, "You foreigners are so bad, I don't believe it."

"Then why did you come here and ask me?"

Yi Tao squatted down in the distance, and silently hugged his head. The conversation between the two was so embarrassing and straightforward that he couldn't bear to listen to it.

"Just asking." After Li Jun ate the last piece of meat on the plate, the plate disappeared, and his face looked even paler.

He stood up from the ground, his snow-white clothes were stained with mud, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly raised his hand, and a small scroll was thrown into Jane Qiao's arms.

Jian quietly unfolded the scroll, and there were only a few words on the scroll:

Qing Ming Fang Zai, Fu Guang knots;

The preface of Donghuanghuai, Baizang Xuanying.

When Jane quietly read this sentence, Li Jun had already walked into the crowd, and those people saluted him one after another, not only with respect, but also with fear.

The sackcloth for food was put away, and the crowd gradually dispersed, only Li Jun was still standing there.He stared at the fish swimming freely in the stream, and suddenly sighed very lightly, and then disappeared into the dense woods.

"Brother Jian, what are you looking at?" Yi Tao saw that Li Jun had left, and ran over in a bumpy manner.

Jian quietly handed the scroll to him, Yi Tao grimaced and began to scratch his head at the words on the scroll.

Jane quietly watched the direction where Li Jun disappeared, and finally lowered her eyelashes.

Is he worth it?

作者有话要说：里君的线写得我好纠结（摊平）感谢在2020-03-1016:43:34~2020-03-1120:19:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small growing grass;

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