Earth Exam [Unlimited]

The student obediently went to stand under the locust tree as punishment. When he stood under the tree, there seemed to be something flashing on the dense branches of the locust tree.

The female teacher looked away, and she tapped the blackboard with the pointer:

"Come back to your senses and continue with class."

There are still students peeking out the window.

"You—" Her pointer pointed to the boy on the left in the second row of the first group, "answer this question."

The name "Yin Jiaquan" was written on the blackboard.

"As I have just said, tell me what crime this man was executed for?"

Her voice was hoarse and sounded displeased.

This person's name clearly surfaced when she said that she would continue to attend class, and she never mentioned it at all.

The boy stood up blankly, with beads of sweat dripping from his face: "It's... an official, anyway, he was beheaded by the emperor because... he made a mistake."

"Which dynasty and generation did they commit any crimes?"

The boy hesitated and couldn't answer.

"I'll give you the last minute." She said, "If you can't answer, just be with him."

Everyone knew that she was talking about the boy who was punished to stand under the locust tree.

"It is... an official of the Qing Dynasty, charged with corruption and dereliction of duty."

"Wrong," she said, "Get out."

As soon as she said these two words, an invisible force in the air rolled up the student and dragged him out of the classroom, throwing him roughly under the locust tree.

"Okay, let me stress it again." Seeing him being dragged out, the female teacher nodded with satisfaction, "Yin Jiaquan, a native of Boye in Zhili. He violated Qianlong's taboo because he called himself an 'ancient old man' in the "Words and Deeds of Famous Officials" , was sentenced to hang.”

"Sinners who use books, Daxing'literary prisons', there were many in the Qing Dynasty. After Yin Jiaquan died, his writings and engraved inscriptions were all destroyed."

The female teacher gave a brief introduction and then skipped to the next question.

Jian quietly noticed that the silver-white iron frame around the blackboard began to gradually turn gray. The more the female teacher talked about the topics, the grayer the color of the iron around the blackboard became.

After she gave another ten topics, the silver-white frame had completely turned gray, and many students in the classroom noticed the change in the color of the frame.

After the last bit of silvery white turned gray, the female teacher stopped talking: "This is the end of today's new lesson, and I'm going to ask people to ask questions."

The students who were still sitting in the classroom felt nervous.

"You——" She pointed to the girl on the right in the second row of the first group. That girl happened to be at the same table as the boy who just went to stand under the locust tree. Pointing in the direction of the female teacher, she gestured several middle fingers, "You must have listened to my Chinese class, and you should be familiar with what I'm talking about, right? Now go find the moon-moving sand, Wulingzhi, Yeming sand, and white lilac. , Jiyabai, Baimatong, and Zuopanlong give me seven things."

She didn't talk about these things, and she clearly made things difficult on purpose.

Following her words, an elliptical vortex with the height of a person appeared in the air. In the vortex, you can see the grassland, cave, sea and other scenes.

"Go in." The female teacher's tone was cold.

The sound coming from the vortex was very clear, there was the sound of wind, water, and birdsong. Suddenly, the whole classroom was extremely noisy.

"Too cruel." Jane whispered to Diao Batian in a low voice, "This girl is really miserable."

"What?"

Diao Batian uttered a sound in doubt.

"Watching the moon sand is the dried feces of hares, Wulingzhi is the dried feces of flying squirrels, Yemingsha is the feces of bats, and although the name of Bailixiang sounds nice, it is not a flower, but the feces of sparrows. Bai is the white part of chicken droppings, Baimatong is horse droppings, and Zuo Panlong is named after white pigeon droppings coiled to the left in a round strip.” Jane sighed softly, “Although the names of these seven things sound like It sounds good, but it's all shit."

"Teacher still has a little grudge."

"What???"

I'm going to pick up shit, this is not a bit grudge at all can be described!

Not to mention girls, generally boys may not be able to overcome psychological barriers, okay?

"Medical students have even done the gigantic view of observing corpses in the middle of the night. There is really nothing that can disgust us."

Jane quietly recalled the fright she suffered in her freshman year, and said with a smile, "Whether you are a human or a bird, you must be strong."

Pick up a shit, endure it and pass it.

While they were discussing in low voices, the girl had already walked into the vortex with humiliation on her face.

"Huh?" Diao Batian suddenly threw out a question.

There is such a big difference between the name and the real thing, does she really know her?

This... This is another question of metaphysics.

The girl walked into the vortex that was as tall as a person. The vortex shrank slowly and floated in front of the blackboard. One-tenth of the gray covering the entire blackboard turned into gold.

"You two don't talk small things in class." The female teacher's eyes suddenly turned to Jian Qiao and Diao Batian, "Since you are talking in class, you must have learned the knowledge well, right?"

With a wave of her hand, she summoned a vortex suspended in the air, from which a mountain could be seen, hidden in the clouds and mists.

"The mica screen is opened, the pearl curtain is closed, and the wind blows away the agarwood... The pinellia is frightened, and the mint clothes are cool." She recited a poem that Jian Jing is very familiar with, "...Ordinary mountain nights, dreaming on the battlefield... The most bitter ginseng merchant. Angelica also! Cornel is ripe, and dilao chrysanthemum is yellow."

This is Xin Qiji's "Man Ting Xiang·Quiet Night Thoughts", which is a word expressing parting and lovesickness in the name of a Chinese medicine.

"The two of you find out all the Chinese medicinal materials involved in this poem, and the time limit is three hours."

26 kinds of Chinese herbal medicines, just kill him.

Diao Batian's wings stiffened.

"You can extend the time limit for the extra time on your campus card." The female teacher asked him, "Do you want to use it?"

There was a bit of temptation and expectation in that tone.

"No need." Jian quietly squeezed the campus card in her hand, "Thank you teacher."

The two of them stepped into the vortex, and the other side of the vortex seemed to be another world. The mountains in front of them and the feeling under their feet were very real.

Diao Batian flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

Shall we find them in order?

"No." Jane said quietly, "If you see the corresponding one, find it."

Even though it is theoretically impossible for several herbs to appear in the mountains, as long as this problem arises, there must be a corresponding method.

Jane glanced quietly at his feet, there was a cluster of lush mint growing, and in the distance there was a three-meter-high green plant with spike-shaped flowers on it, swaying in the wind, it was shrunken sand.

The clear stream winding down from the mountain does not flow through pebbles, but dazzling pearls.

Much better than he expected.

As long as you know what these 26 kinds of Chinese medicinal materials are, this topic will not be difficult at all.

Within three hours, Jian Qiao and Diao Batian completed the task perfectly, the vortex turned from counterclockwise to clockwise, and they could log out.

In the classroom, the female teacher was gone, and so were the students, and the gray circle around the blackboard had turned into gold.

There is a line written on the blackboard:

"The Chinese class is over, please go to the cafeteria to eat."

There were pools of dark blood flowing on the ground, which also solidified into lumps.

Jian Qiao and Diao Batian walked outside the door, under the locust tree outside the door, there was no one as expected, only a pool of blood remained.

The branches and leaves of the locust tree are entangled with dense thin threads, and there are little dolls locked in the thin threads, wearing black and white school uniforms, with smiles reaching to the ears.

作者有话要说：胆子大的小天使，可以百度一下巨人观照片，小心被吓到哦～感谢在2020-04-1023:01:10~2020-04-1123:36:40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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Xia Chengcheng;