Global Examination

This time sending the examinee back to the hut, 922 lingered at the door for a while.

With the experience of last time, he was really curious what else Youhuo could do.As a result, within a few seconds, he regretted so much that he was heartbroken because You Huo came out.

922 looked helpless: "What's wrong with you?"

You Huo: "I remembered one thing."

"what's up?"

"The discipline here basically refers to the actual exam?"

922 nodded: "The reference must be the reference."

You Huo: "There is one test discipline that is not mentioned."

922: "Which one?"

"If candidates encounter problems, can they also ask the invigilator?"

922: "...Yes."

But we don't really want you to find it.

In order to avoid trouble, 922 immediately added: "Just like the actual exam, asking for answers is forbidden. We won't help with this, and we can't help."

You Huo let out a "hmm" to show that he knew.

But he has always been perfunctory, knowing this... 922 is skeptical.

"So how can I find you when I have a problem?"

922 said: "Just...use the prescribed pen, write under the test requirements on the answer wall—"

He originally wanted to write the invigilator's number, but because he resisted too much in his heart, his tongue tied up, and the exit became: "write 001."

You Huo looked at him expressionlessly.

922 repeated innocently: "Well, write 001."

"..."

After a long century, You Huo nodded, turned around and slapped him outside the door.

922 made a big one and went back happily.

……

in the hut.

The fire was still burning brightly, and everyone sat clearly.

Because of the hidden knife, the tattooed man was excluded from the crowd, and he sat at the corner of the table with a gloomy face.

The others stayed far away from him, and even walked around deliberately.

Seeing You Huo coming back, Yu Wen jumped up.

"Brother! Did the invigilator do anything to you? What did you punish? Are you okay?"

He waved the answering knife and asked a series of questions like a cannonball.

Everyone looked over.

You Huo frowned and moved away from the blade, pushed him away with his feet, and said, "It's okay."

"Are you sure?" Yu Wen didn't believe it at all.

He glanced at the corner of the wall and said in a low voice, "That man was caught only once, and he became like this. How terrible is the punishment?"

You Huo looked towards the corner of the wall, and the bald man who had passed the confinement was shrinking there, his eyes were yellow and bloodshot.He rocked back and forth nervously, muttering something, slurring his words.

He seemed to be insane.

When You Huo saw the bald head, he thought of the confinement room, and felt a little nauseous for a moment.

"He's always been like this?"

"That's right. It's been three hours, and I haven't recovered at all." Yu Wen shivered, and then said quietly: "Didn't he keep talking, and I squatted there to listen for a while."

"say what?"

Yu Wen shook his head and said, "I just heard a sentence of 'life is bad', oh, there seems to be a sentence of 'burning paper money', but I didn't understand the others."

You Huo let out a "hmm" and didn't say much.

"You have been fined one more time than him, why does it seem to be okay?" Yu Wen was curious.

You Huo was too lazy to explain, and said perfunctorily: "The way is different."

Yu Wen: "Then what did you punish?"

You Huo cut off the beginning and said, "I slept and sent a bucket of blood to the invigilator."

Yu Wen: "???"

"Why do you send blood to the invigilator?"

You Huo sneered coldly: "Who knows, he likes it."

Yu Wen keenly realized that his brother was talking about him, not them.

"Which one? Like that thing? Is he a pervert?"

You Huo: "001."

Yu Wen: "Hey..."

……

You Huo and the proctor don't like each other, and don't want to talk about this topic.

He glanced around, frowned and asked Yu Wen, "You've been paralyzed for three hours?"

"How is it possible?" Yu Wenyi pointed to the answering wall and said, "Brother, your solution inspired me, so I went to write a few words."

You Huo looked at the answering wall.

On it, densely packed with Yu Wen's dog crawling characters.

You Huo: "..."

Yu Wen said: "Our teacher said, write what comes to mind, even if you don't know how to write down the process of thinking, maybe you can get a little bit right."

You Huo: "So you wrote a composition?"

He tried his best to identify those dog crawling characters, pointed to one of the lines and asked, "What is this sentence?"

Yu Wen tried harder than he could recognize: "It seems... It is known that there are 13 of us in total, and 12 sets of tableware."

You Huo: "...Why are you copying the title?"

Yu Wen: "...When I usually have nothing to write in the exam, I will emphasize the key points of the topic in order to have a few more words."

You Huo: "..."

Also the key to the fucking topic.

He pointed to another pile of circles: "What is this?"

Yu Wen: "G=mg, g=9.8N/kg..."

You Huo: "What does this have to do with optics?"

Yu Wen: "The main reason is... I don't know what the relationship between tableware and optics is."

You Huo: "..."

Yu Wen was afraid that his brother would die of anger, so he added: "There are also optics."

You Huo was too lazy to read long-winded nonsense, so he directly asked, "Where did you write it?"

Yu Wen said awkwardly: "Here, I wrote the refractive index, parallel light, spherical surface, lens, focal length, imaging... Are these words considered optical? I also drew a simple diagram of the imaging of two mirror surfaces."

You Huo was expressionless, Yu Wen thought for a while, and pulled his brother away from the answering wall, and changed the subject: "Stop talking about such unpleasant things. Besides answering questions, we also did something else. "

In fact, they turned the house upside down when the answer wall was updated.

The title says: This is the hut of Orion A. He has 13 sets of utensils, but the food is only enough for 12 people.

But they searched the attic, cabinets, bottles and cans, but they didn't find Orion A, and they didn't find any tableware. As for the food...

Even more dreaming.

"We searched for more than two hours." Yu Wen said dejectedly, "It's just such a small shabby house, two hours! It's conceivable that we really searched all over. Nothing, shit questions."

You Huo asked: "Are you sure you have searched everything?"

"Actually not." A man with a bamboo pole in a hospital gown next to him coughed a few times and interjected, "There are two places I didn't touch."

He raised his bony fingers and pointed to the two locked rooms.

On the doors of the two rooms, one hung a hen and the other a rooster.The neck was twisted, and the dark eyes looked out of the window motionlessly.

It may be that the two chickens look weird. Every time they crow, they either violate the rules or close the rolls, so no one dares to touch them.

"We looked for the key, but we couldn't find it."

You Huo nodded, walked closer and took a closer look at the two padlocks, then turned around and scanned the walls.

Yu Wensheng was afraid that his brother would pick up an ax and smash the door, so he hurriedly said: "Brother! I have played more games than everyone here. It is best not to force this kind of locked door."

You Huo asked him coolly, "Do I look mentally retarded?"

Yu Wen retracted his neck, not daring to speak.

After a while, he said embarrassingly, "Then why are you looking at the wall?"

"Who has ever moved the hunting gear?" You Huo asked.

When everyone heard this, their eyes turned to the tattooed man.

"Fuck, what the hell are you looking at me for!" The tattooed man was furious: "I was wronged for hiding the knife before, so why are you wronging me this time?"

"Injustice?" You Huo frowned.

"So many people get out together, who the hell knows where the knife fell out from." The tattooed man cursed a few times, and said annoyedly: "I'm convinced, I can't explain it to you idiots!"

You Huo looked at him coolly.

Tattooed man: "..."

After two seconds of silence, the tattooed man said, "Forget it, you...what do you want to ask, ask!"

You Huo raised his chin against the wall: "Hang up the hunting gear you took down and put it back where it was, and I'll check the position."

The tattooed man stared at him: "Am I sick? Take it off and hang it back?"

……

Three minutes later, the tattooed man took a bag of hunting gear and hung them back to their original places one by one.

You Huo followed behind with his pockets in his pocket.

"I'm not a dog, can you stop walking the street?!"

The tattooed man cursed dissatisfiedly, but still put the last item back obediently, then spat in the air, and walked away.

"Brother, what happened to the hunting gear?" Yu Wen asked.

You Huo pointed to the last wall and said, "There are two empty nails."

"So?" Yu Wen was still puzzled.

"Where did the things hanging on the nail go?"

The room was quiet for a while.

Suddenly someone said: "Yeah... two things are missing. No one keeps it private?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Old Yu: "It was like that before."

Everyone looked at him.

"Just...before the exam, didn't I have to go out for a walk?" Old Yu Chongyou said confusedly, "You were sleeping, so I didn't call you. When I went out, I wanted to see if there was an umbrella in the house. Two nails are empty, I'm sure."

"You mean, since we entered the house, two pieces of hunting gear have been gone?"

"Who is that at?"

"Hunter A?" Yu Wen guessed, "So... there is actually Hunter A, but he is not in the house, but went out to hunt?"

Everyone panicked: "We can't go out, and if he doesn't come in, how can we find him?"

You Huo: "It's not time yet."

……

Everyone was skeptical about the time guessing, but You Huo had already pulled a chair and sat warming himself by the fire.

Everyone sat down nervously and sat around the fire in a daze.

Yu Yao propped himself up and moved over carefully.She looked at You Huo for a while, and the other's side face was outlined by the flames, a little gentler than usual, but the drooping eyebrows and eyes still showed indifference.

She said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

You Huo looked up at her.

Yu Yao said in a low voice, "That ink...was clearly written by me, but you were punished. I wanted to apologize to you before, but you were taken away by the invigilator before you spoke."

You Huo: "..."

Yu Yao said: "I know it's useless to apologize, next time if there is anything else, I'll go for you."

You Huo: "..."

He lowered his eyelids and glanced at Yu Yao, then looked away again, and continued to roast the fire: "No need."

Yu Yao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She sat in a daze for a while, then suddenly asked You Huo: "Aren't you afraid?"

You Huo straightened one leg, the stove was too warm, making him a little sleepy.

He was quiet for a moment, then lazily said, "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of death, afraid of violating the rules...or whatever. Everyone is curious and feels that you are very powerful, as if you are not afraid of anything."

"Will it be useful?"

Yu Yao nodded, and said softly, "That's right, but I can't help it. I'm afraid..."

You Huo didn't raise his eyes, and said, "You are not a coward, you dare to write on the wall with that kind of ink whose composition is unclear."

He spoke effortlessly, as if he didn't even bother to move his lips, his voice was very low, with a cold texture.But being roasted by the warm fire, there is no sense of blame.

Yu Yao lowered his head, still too guilty to know what to say.

She held back for a long time before she could say, "I actually..."

But before she finished speaking, she found that Youyou was stepping on the edge of the chair with one leg, with his elbow resting on his knee, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

She froze for a moment, but swallowed the words back.She didn't wake You Yao up, and slowly moved back to the two old ladies.

"Why did he fall asleep again?" the old lady said softly, "Did he not sleep before he came?"

Yu Wen vaguely heard this sentence, he glanced at You Huo, and said no, my brother was so sleepy even when he was asleep.

Yu Yao didn't say much, she leaned on the old lady, her eyes fell on a distant corner, and she seemed to be dazed again.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the clock on the cabinet jumped slightly.

Beijing time, four o'clock in the morning.

The sudden crowing of the cock startled everyone.

They sat up suddenly, looked at each other, and then realized that they had fallen asleep in a daze.

Yu Wen slapped himself twice to wake up a little.

As soon as he put down his hand, he heard a strange sound.

"Shh-"

He raised his hand as a gesture, and asked softly, "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Old Yu stared at his son haunted, confused.

"Didn't hear it?" Yu Wen said, "It's just... a creaking sound."

The room suddenly fell silent, no one dared to move.

Everyone looked surprised and held their breath to listen to the movement.

Sure enough, about a few seconds passed.

The creaking sound came again, and this time everyone heard it.

Like...something dragging something heavy in the snow.

The sick patient Zhu Ganer suddenly gestured, pointed out the window, and said silently, "This way."

Before he could close his mouth, the door squeaked open.

A dark shadow came in from the door.

Then, a white-faced man dragged a hemp rope into the house.

He was broad-boned but not tall, with a face like overexposed paper, and strange eyes, with black pupils so large that there was little white left.

He hooked his back, coiled the rope little by little, the broadback knife and the small trap ring hanging on his waist jingled.

No one in the room spoke, and everyone watched as he dragged a sack into the room and closed the door.

Only then did he turn his head to look at the fire, and blinked his dark eyes twice: "Ah...that's great, here's a guest."

Everyone: "..."

……

The one who came to be haunted is Hunter A who they have been waiting for for a long time.

He rubbed his hands slowly and said, "The mountains have been snowed heavily for the past two days, so I knew there would be food... Well, there are guests coming."

guest:"……"

"It's so cold outside," he said softly. "The snow was so thick that everyone hid, and it was almost impossible to find prey. It took me a long time to dig out one."

He kicked the sack, and smiled at the crowd solicitously, his mouth almost cracked to the end of his ears: "You guys are so lucky, you caught up with my meal time."

He sighed again, and explained: "No way, there are too few things on the snow mountain, and a group of people always come after a long time. I have to tighten my stomach to survive. So I only eat two meals a day."

"One meal at 4 o'clock in the morning and one meal at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. There are not many opportunities to have a good meal with me." He looked at the clock on the cabinet and said, "Oh, it's about time. You must be hungry after waiting here for so long Seriously, I can already hear the sound in your stomach, can't you wait?"

guest:"……"

"How many of you are here?" He stretched out his finger and counted the heads one by one, "Old woman, sick child, young hooligan, alcoholic, alcoholic son..."

None of the titles were nice, but the faces of all the people he counted were very green.

When he counted to You Huo, he paused, not very happy: "Why is there still one who can't wake up?"

"Forget it." Hunter A was distracted, turned his head and glanced at the question line on the answer wall, and said, "I heard that there are 13 people in total, but my food is a bit short, only enough for 12 people, what a pity."

He said, licking his lips: "I'm really hungry. But you have to wait a while, I have to get ready. This is the first time I've seen so many guests."

Yu Wen: "..."

It's also the first time I've seen such a nasty hunter.

Hunter A bent down and grabbed the sack.

The sack looks very heavy, I don't know what it contains, and everyone doesn't really want to know...

He dragged the sack to a corner of the house and stopped in front of the house where the hen was hung.

The keys jingled, Hunter A carefully picked out one, and opened the door.

A rotten smell spread out.

It's hard to describe how bad that smell is, like bad meat, dust, and rotting wood piled together.

……

The room where the hen was hung was always thought to be the bedroom.

Only now did I realize that it was actually a kitchen.

There is a long desk inside, and it is not a problem for a person to lie on it.

On the other side is a long red wooden cabinet with several locks hanging on it.

Hunter A smiled at everyone, bowed again, and said, "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

Then closed the door.

……

There was silence by the fire for a long time, and someone said in panic: "I don't want to eat, I want to go home."

"Who the hell doesn't want to go home!" The tattooed man moved into the crowd at some point, probably also afraid of that hunter, "Can you go back? You have the ability to open the door and rush out now!"

The crowd fell silent again.

After a while, Old Yu swallowed: "That hunter has such a big mouth, it's not a problem to swallow a human head, I always think he wants to eat people..."

Yu Yao murmured, "What's in that sack?"

Listening to these two sentences together, the effect is very terrifying.

All eyes turned to the window.

The heavy snow outside still didn't stop. Before the exam, Lao Yu went out to explore the road and said that there was snow all around, and the trees all looked the same.There are no houses in a radius of a hundred miles, no people, and the silence is scary...

Where did the prey come from?

What's more, Hunter A said that he dug out the food.

When they got here in the early afternoon, a man dismantled the radio, and his body was buried in the snow shortly after...

Everyone thought of this at the same time, with deep fear on their faces.

Yu Wen was about to vomit.

"Turn it out." Youyou's voice sounded suddenly, "Don't mess with me again."

"Brother, are you awake?!" Yu Wen called out in surprise.

"What are you shouting for! Can you please keep your voice down!" the tattooed man scolded in a rough voice.

You Huo glanced at the tattooed man and said, "I didn't sleep."

Yu Wen: "Oh—then why do you always close your eyes?"

"The eyes are uncomfortable."

Yu Wen remembered that his father, Lao Yu, seemed to have said that You Huo's eyes had undergone surgery, and that after looking at bright things for a long time, he would feel tired and uncomfortable.But on weekdays, he never heard You Yao himself mention it, so that he never remembered it.

"Brother, did you hear what the hunter said?" Yu Wen asked.

You Huo let out a "hmm".

Yu Wen: "What should I do?"

You Huo said lazily: "I'm a little hungry, wait for dinner."

Yu Wen: "..."

Who are you scaring?