Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 168
Holding a pile of blank animal skins in Su Ji's arms, his originally high emotions fell to the bottom. Unexpectedly, the Dao scroll written silently for seven days and seven nights suddenly disappeared into nothing!

The figure in the ghost mask slowly turned towards Su Ji and stood motionless.

It's him!This black bug!

He must have tampered with the hide!
Su Ji tried to see through the dull iron mask, as if he had heard the malicious ridicule behind the mask.

no!Don't let his plot succeed!
Su Ji slowly clenched her numb hands, and the joints creaked.

The pitch-black figure didn't speak, didn't laugh, and didn't show any sarcasm, just stood motionless.

What is he doing?
Su Ji was slightly taken aback, the feeling of being stunned by anger was gradually replaced by a trace of doubt.In fact, if you think about it calmly, Su Ji is not completely sure whether it is the black bug's hands and feet.What's more, I don't know what kind of spell he used now, and there is no evidence to prove that it was him.

But besides him, who else?

Su Ji glanced at the faces with different expressions around him, feeling that everyone was an object of suspicion.

What should I do now?
After a moment of contemplation, Su Ji's eyes suddenly lit up!I forgot Niu Zhu!He has the complete two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes there.The essay test does not require the order of the papers, if half of them are divided from him, at least it will not be a problem to pass smoothly!

Just when Su Ji was hopeful again, Niu Zhu walked over with a relieved expression.

Seeing that his hands were empty, Su Ji's heart suddenly became half cold.

"You... have handed over all of them?"

Hearing this question, Niu Zhu suddenly looked blank, "Yes, didn't you give it to me? Can't you hand it in?"

Su Jiliang's heart sank, and the blank animal skin scroll in his arms crackled and scattered all over the floor.There was a bitter self-deprecation on the corner of his mouth, he never imagined that after working hard for seven days and nights, he only made wedding dresses for others.

Just as Niu Zhu was about to lean over to help him pick up the animal skin, he suddenly heard a resounding voice from a white-robed veteran:

"Yunyi, Volume 32."

Hearing the sound, Yun Yi walked towards the white-robed elder, and took from him a wooden sign with the number of scrolls written silently.She let out a long sigh of relief, regardless of whether the result was good or not, it was enough for her to go all out.

The elder in white robe continued to read: "Yin Jiuyou, 190 eight volumes."

Yin Jiuyou held his head high, strode forward, and took the wooden plaque with both hands.

"Junior brother, congratulations." Yun Yi came over to congratulate and said, "You surpassed me so much when you first came here, it really makes me, a senior sister, feel ashamed."

Looking at Yun Yi's admiring eyes, Yin Jiuyou's mouth raised a smug smile, "Brother, this is all thanks to you, sister..."

Yun Yi's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head slowly.

"Next, Jiang Ling!"

Hearing the high-pitched voice of the elder in white robe, Jiang Ling walked out slowly, his pale and haggard face was bloodless.

Facing this red-clothed leader who had received a very high evaluation, the eyes of the crowd were waiting and watching, staring at the faltering figure...

"Jiang Ling, two hundred volumes."

The elder in white robe announced it indifferently.

Jiang Ling took the wooden sign tremblingly with a pair of pale hands, and there was a commotion all around:
"Only two hundred volumes? Only two volumes more than the new one just now?"

"It seems Jiang Lang is exhausted."

"Exaggerated, but that's all."

"Stop dawdling! Get off!"

Amidst the ear-piercing discussions, Jiang Ling walked back silently, his lonely figure out of tune with the noisy surroundings.

"Next, Guohan!"

Before he could speak, Guo Han was already standing in front of the white-robed veteran.

Su Ji closed his eyes slightly.I haven't seen Guo Han for the past seven days. Where did he come from?

"Guo Han, volume 980!"

Jiang Ling raised his head with difficulty, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Su Ji was short of breath, and his teeth were gritted.In the past seven days, I have neither seen him silently writing papers nor handing in papers. When did he write so much?

Suddenly there was an indignant commotion all around.

"Quiet!"

Chai Song's voice was deep and deep, and a strong momentum immediately suppressed the surrounding voices.

Guo Han took the wooden sign with one hand and walked away proudly.

The self-mockery on the corner of Su Ji's mouth seemed to become more bitter.The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.Originally, he wanted to make a big splash, but now he has to face such a cruel blow.This time, he was completely defenseless.The horse stumbled in the essay test, and I am afraid there will be no chance to get back up again.

"Next, Crow Scythe!"

Following the sound of this strange name, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and all the disciples began to look for the owner of this name.

When everyone's eyes intersected, a figure in black armor stood out from the crowd.

The glossy figure like a black ant is particularly conspicuous in the surrounding snow-white clothes.

A disgusting smell made people cover their noses and back away.

"Crow's sickle, 98 volumes!"

All the disciples looked at Wu Lian in astonishment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the disgust in their eyes instantly turned into awe!
"This monster almost wrote two thousand volumes!"

"After a thousand volumes, all of them are incomprehensible weird oracle bone inscriptions. How did he memorize them?"

"I'm afraid he will be the number one in the essay test this time!"

Among the crowd, a look of jealousy flashed across Guo Han's face.

There was a rare smile on the expressionless face of the white-robed elder, and he repeatedly praised: "Nephew Wu Lian, he is worthy of being the successor of the fellow Taoist. It is a pity that only two volumes are left to break the 200-year record of Qilin Yun's test." gone."

Wu Lian nodded slightly, turned around quietly, walked through the crowd to Su Ji, and stopped slowly.

Looking at the ghost-faced helmet as cold as iron, Su Ji thought that this fellow must have come to laugh at me.

"Congratulations."

There was a heavy voice coming from the ghost-faced helmet, which was extremely familiar!

Su Ji was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly the first words he heard were these two words!

Congratulations?

Is this sarcasm?
Why congratulations?

Wu Lian turned around silently, and walked slowly towards the crowd...

Black sickle?

Who is he?
At this time, the voice of the elder in white robe sounded again:

"Next, Bai Danxin!"

Su Ji was startled for a moment, looked down at the animal skin in his hand, and fell into doubt.Why did you read my name when you obviously didn't hand it in?

The elder in white robe shouted loudly: "Who is Bai Danxin?"

"……I."

In the voice, Su Ji's face was ashen, and he walked out silently.

People around covered their mouths, waiting for the good show to happen.

The elder in white robe pointed at the flood light, silently wrote a lot of pens on the wooden sign, and read it aloud:

"Bai Danxin, two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes!"

As soon as he blurted out the words, there was a sudden silence around him.

The white-robed elder paused for a moment, and even took the initiative to hand a wooden sign to Su Ji himself.

"I didn't expect someone to write all the Dao Juan this year. You are No.200 for more than 1 years!"

At this time, there was no discussion among the quiet crowd, they just silently cast all their eyes on Su Ji.

In the silence, Chai Song walked up to Su Ji, closed his eyes slightly for a moment, and asked:
"Your real surname is Bai?"

Su Ji nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Looking at Su Ji's back, Chai Song's brows were furrowed, and doubts arose spontaneously between his brows.

"Brother Bai! Congratulations!" Niu Zhu patted Su Ji on the shoulder, and immediately showed doubts, raised a piece of animal skin picked up from the ground and asked: "I see that you have written two copies, why are these turned into two copies?" Is it blank?"

Su Ji lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Niu, you really don't know why I gave you those animal skins?"

Niu Zhu scratched his head and said, "Don't you think those animal skins are too heavy, so let me take them for you? By the way, I forgot to tell you just now. You forgot to write the names of the animal skins you gave me. I wrote them all for you." OK."

Su Ji looked at him in surprise, "What you wrote on the animal skin I gave you...is all my name?"

"Of course it's your name! Otherwise, why not write my name? That kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable..." Niu Zhu asked puzzledly, "What's wrong, Brother Bai?"

At that moment, Su Ji finally understood why Wu Ji, the Chan leader, liked Niu Zhu.

Because he is simple enough.

Looking at Niu Zhu's innocent eyes, Su Ji felt a hint of jealousy in his heart. He used to have such innocent eyes, but he didn't know why it became like this...

Su Ji let out a long breath, and sighed: "Bai Danxin's name really fits the occasion, it's really a waste of worry."

"Then... what are you writing on your animal skin?" Su Ji asked.

"Mine?" Niu Zhu lowered his head slowly, showing embarrassment.

At this moment, the elder in white robe was holding a thin animal skin, his brows were tightly knit into a knot.

Seeing that he hadn't read it out for a long time, several senior elders moved over to him one after another.

Chai Song also walked over to have a look...

"Niu Zhu! What are you writing!"

Chai Song was furious, and threw the animal skin out with a wave of his hand!
Yun Yi curiously picked up the animal skin, and read it out in astonishment:
"Flower rolls, vegetable rolls, beef rolls, lamb rolls, egg rolls..."

All around suddenly burst into laughter, one after another clutching their stomachs, fearing that laughing would burst their own stomachs.

Jiang Ling slowly turned to Niu Zhu, and asked weakly, "Niu, what are you writing in such a mess?"

Yin Jiuyou took the animal skin from Yun Yi's hand, and laughed, "Haha! A cook is a cook! Let's start writing the recipe!"

Guo Han spat on the animal skin, and said angrily, "Master Chan actually promoted such an idiot, you are really foolish!"

Hearing someone insulting his master, Niu Zhu rushed over like a mad cow, and glared at Guo Han with round and angry eyes!

"You are not allowed to say my master!"

"Yo!" Guo Han grabbed Niu Zhu's ear and said contemptuously, "You have quite good ears, so you are also worthy to be the disciple of Master Chan?"

"He is more worthy than you!"

Su Ji stepped forward and instantly grabbed Guo Han's wrist!
Immediately, the slender wrist felt more force, and Guo Han was so painful that he quickly let go of Niu Zhu's ear, and stared at Su Ji with hatred.

"My dad is standing there! How dare you do this to me!"

"You don't change your mind, I shouldn't have saved you that day." After saying that, Su Ji shook off his hand!
"Meddle in your own business! When will it be your turn to save this young master?" Guo Han rubbed his wrist, and a meaningful smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't think that you can be arrogant because you can write a few bad characters! Let's fight tomorrow See you!"

(End of this chapter)