MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 88 city ​​gate

  Chapter 88 City Gate

   "Could it be that you just gave up the exam?"

  Under Suzaku's door, Xi Yangyu, who was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, raised his brows in surprise.

  At this moment, Chen Danqiu had finished reading the obscure, long and boring pre-examination declaration, and candidates began to enter the arena one after another.

  Pei Jing, Yong Hongzhong, Qiu Jinghuan

  Those students who had an impression in their minds stepped into the Suzaku gate one by one. There are fewer and fewer teams in the rear, and the face from Weizhou has not been seen for a long time.

   Didn’t come, that’s okay.

  Xi Yangyu slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

  ——

   Really. Coincidentally.

  Pei Jing raised her eyebrows in surprise as she looked at the list of examination rooms posted on the wooden sign in the courtyard.

  He Fanshuang, Li Ang, Pei Jing, Qiu Jinghuan.

   are all familiar names.

only

   "The kid really didn't come?"

   Qiu Jinghuan in the team looked back and forth, smacked his lips and said, "What's going on?"

   "It can't be, you give up on yourself?"

  A young nobleman whispered: "Didn't Xi Siye say seven days ago that his spiritual pulse hexagrams are destined to be unable to practice, and forcibly drawing spiritual energy into his body will only kill himself.

  Just don't come, and save time to be carried out, making it embarrassing. "

   "That's true. After all, he was second in the first test and first in the second test. Even if he doesn't have the talent for spiritual veins, and he doesn't come to the final test, there will still be rich and wealthy families vying to recruit him as his son-in-law."

   "Hey, that's really true. I'm envious of others. Maybe our group of students has not graduated yet, and he's already a father."

  The aristocratic teenagers who are familiar with each other are whispering and joking,

  Pei Jing did not join their discussion, but turned to look at the corner of the team.

  He Fanshuang frowned slightly, looking at the empty queuing area on Suzaku Avenue in the distance, and remained silent.

   It's not like he's happy because Li Ang didn't come, but rather unhappy because he lost his opponent.

   "You can enter the examination room."

  A school professor pushed open the door and nodded to the candidates outside.

  Finally, it started.

  Pei Jing took a deep breath, and the rest of the students also finished their whispered conversations, and stepped into the examination room with tense faces.

  The examination room is still the same as before, with tables placed one by one, with a distance between the tables.

  But what was placed on the table were not paper examination papers, but square wooden boxes made up of several concave-convex wooden pillars.

  The wooden box is unremarkable, with a wooden sword hilt on top.

   "Luban Lock?"

  The candidates who entered the examination room were shocked,

  The instructor of the Academy on the stage, Feng Danyun nodded lightly, and said to the candidates in a deep voice: "The content of the final exam of the Academy is to untie this wooden box and pull out this wooden sword on the top of the wooden box.

  The time limit is six hours. "

  ——

  At the same moment,

  Southwest of Chang'an, Xiashan, Xuegong, an underground secret room somewhere.

  Under the dim light of the oil lamp, with trembling palms, Tantai Leshan wrote the last line of text on the densely packed book filled with experimental records.

  “.The seventy-ninth experiment, the result is that malaria is indeed caused by mosquito bites.”

  On the ground in front of Tantai Leshan, lay the body of an ordinary middle-aged man.

  The corpse was dressed in a brown uniform. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He had no sense of existence when thrown into the crowd. The only thing worth mentioning was his death condition.

  His body was covered in cold sweat, and there was a sword mark on his heart.

  The sword marks passing through the heart were so clean and neat that not much blood flowed out at all.

  Even the blood flowing on the ground flowed back to the heart of the man's corpse bit by bit as time went by.

   "Ho Ho—"

   At the moment when all the blood flowed back and the sword marks on his chest healed inexplicably, the man suddenly opened his eyes and took a quick breath.

  He leaned against the wall, shook his head, patted his forehead, and said to Tantai Leshan wearily and lazily: "So, did you find out?"

  Tantai Leshan took a deep breath, and said to the man in a deep voice: "It has been found out. Your symptom before death is malaria."

"Wow,"

  The middle-aged man codenamed [Magic-One-Ninety-eight][Undead] smacked his lips, not surprised at all that he was resurrected from death, "Then what are you going to do now?"

   "Go to the Dongjun Tower, use [毛——一—十七][Chang'an Weijing] to speculate and preview whether malaria can be eradicated this autumn if the water canals are repaired in Chang'an City to kill mosquitoes."

  Tantai Leshan stood up and said in a deep voice: "And inform the head of the mountain and His Majesty the result."

  ——

   "Sacrificial wine,"

  Beside Suzaku's door, Xi Yangyu said to Chen Danqiu: "It's almost time to close the door."

  Xue Gong Jijiu Chen Danqiu looked up at the sky, nodded, and raised his hand to let the Jinwu Guard soldiers on both sides close the city gate.

  Seeing the heavy and solid Suzaku gate slowly closing,

  Parents of candidates who live in Guanglufang and Xingdaofang, turn around and go back to the house, and put their hands together to pray for the tablets of the ancestors.

  The rest of the candidates’ parents, some lit incense sticks, some twirled Buddhist beads, and some knelt down on the spot, bowing to Haotian and praying.

   "Let's go in and wait."

   I have seen this scene many times, Xi Yangyu flicked his sleeves lightly, and Chen Danqiu and others were about to walk towards the imperial city.

   Tap, tap, tap!

  Clear sound of hooves from far to near, the young man came on horseback.

   "Leon!"

  Chai Cuiqiao, who was standing by the window of the pavilion, subconsciously called out Li Ang's full name, not Young Master or Da Lang.

  Li Ang raised his arms, waved to Chai Cuiqiao and Li Leling by the pavilion window, got off his horse,

   He spent a lot of money to borrow the draft horse from the villagers who went to Chang'an to sell vegetables, together with the medicine box, and handed it over to the excited classmate of Yanzhou on the street.

  ‘Fortunately, we’re here. '

   Li Ang tidied up the ill-fitting clothes he bought from a roadside vendor (the original clothes had been cut to pieces by black silk threads),

   strode forward and handed the examination certificate to the Jinwu Guard soldiers,

   And walked into the gate, in front of Chen Danqiu and others under the eyes of everyone, he cupped his hands and respectfully said: "Disciple Li Ang of Weizhou, come to participate in the final exam of the academy."

"you are late."

  Xi Yangyu glanced at him, and said indifferently: "The final exam in the academy is so serious, it can't be a joke. The Vermilion Bird Gate is closed now, no matter what reason you have, come back next year."

"Wait a moment,"

  Before Li Ang could speak, Chao Wenyuan, whose eyes were shining brightly, said to Chen Danqiu first: "Chen Jijiu, the official time for the final exam is Chenzheng.

  Chen Zheng’s Haotian bell has not yet rung, theoretically, this student still has the opportunity to enter the examination room and participate in the final examination. "

   "Is that necessary?"

  Xi Yangyu squinted his eyes and glanced at Chao Wenyuan, the meaning was obvious—Li Ang was born with incomplete spiritual veins, so even if he took the final exam, he would not be able to pass it.

   Chao Wenyuan looked directly into Xi Yangyu's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Rules are rules."

  “.”

  Chen Danqiu looked serious, paused, and nodded slowly.

   "Huh."

  Li Ang gratefully bowed his hands to Chen Danqiu, Chao Wenyuan and others, walked into the reopened Suzaku Gate, and walked towards the examination room.

   Walk briskly.

   Friendship push book~

   "Global Martial Arts, I can log in to the mysterious world"

   Author: Huayu Xichangtian

   The world is undergoing great changes, and civilizations are struggling to cross over. The little man Chen Yiping brought his "attribute superpowers" to log into the demon world, travel between the two worlds, complement each other with resources, rise from the small age, and step into the great era!

  (end of this chapter)