Poof! A student spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

Dare to love just now, he has been struggling.

"Spy, catch him!" shouted a teacher.

Several people immediately ran over and pushed the student to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Nie Feng's heart was slightly cold, if he hadn't dodged just now, it was estimated that this would be the result.

Could it be that this student was also arranged by the General Administration of God Hunting?

It's just that under the mysterious will, it didn't survive after all, and the stuffing was exposed.

In retrospect, a similar experience Nie Feng had encountered once.

It was when I participated in the re-election of the elite college, and in the cave, the huge will made it difficult for me to move an inch, so that the dantian was opened.

And this time, although it is similar to it, it is also different, this time the will is not as strong as last time, but it is "alive", like a person quietly snooping.

Soon, after scanning everyone, nothing was found, and the powerful will was withdrawn into the mist at once, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

......

When he came out of the grove, Nie Feng's heart fluctuated, and he only remembered part of the matter of memorizing footwork, and it seemed that what the gray eagle entrusted could not be completed after all.

Thankfully, there is still this adventure, and maybe some value.

Back at the hotel, Nie Feng looked around for Uncle Wang, but he didn't see his figure.

At lunchtime, the teacher announced the test results, and there were 35 candidates, 15 of whom passed, and the elimination rate was more than half.

Nie Feng actually passed, and when the name was read out, Nie Feng's eyes glanced at Li Le, and the girl was also looking back at herself, but her expression was surprised.

After the list was read, it was also announced that tomorrow these qualified candidates would move to another place for a week of intensive training, and finally meet the final examination of teachers from the capital.

The rest of the students and some teachers will leave the ancient town and return to their cities.

In the afternoon, Nie Feng was about to walk out of the hotel in the name of buying daily necessities, but was stopped by the teacher standing at the door of the hotel.

"The president said that no one is allowed to go out, and we will buy daily necessities collectively, so you don't have to worry. ”

Now that Nie Feng doesn't have a mobile phone in his hand and can't go out, the connection with the fat man in the outside world is completely cut off.

When he slept at night, Nie Feng sat in front of the bed without resting, he wanted to wait for the four-eyed boy opposite to fall asleep and secretly climb over the wall to go out.

Don't look at this boy who is thin and weak like a bamboo pole, but his snoring is as loud as a cow, Nie Feng only waited for him to get up at the first sound and was ready to slip away.

But tonight, this guy was abnormal, tossing and turning for a long time and couldn't sleep, and occasionally asked Nie Feng why he didn't sleep.

Looking out through the glass window, there were a few more people patrolling the yard, and it seemed that the security was very tight, and Nie Feng temporarily dispelled the idea.

The next day, Nie Feng saw Uncle Wang sweeping the floor and wanted to get closer, but the painting club had strictly separated the outside world and did not allow him to enter the courtyard.

And there are eyes monitoring around me at any time, and it's really hard to open up the situation if you don't want to make some strange moves.

At noon, Nie Feng drank two bottles of beer for the first time, and when he returned to the dormitory building, Uncle Wang was sweeping the floor outside the courtyard again, and a staff member downstairs was watching the surroundings.

That person came with the other two the day before yesterday, looking at that look, it shouldn't be a teacher, Nie Feng also noticed that the person in front of him had a calm temperament, and there was an occasional flash of essence in his eyes, needless to say that he was a martial artist.

Nie Feng went to the bathroom first, and dug his throat with his fingers, stimulated by the foreign body, and was anxious to vomit, so he held back and walked out.

Pretending to pass by the man's side, he accidentally vomited the noon food at his feet.

Damn! I'm blind! The man scolded loudly, if it weren't for the rules from above to take a good look at these students, he would have been slapped in the face.

There was vomit all over the place, and there was a pungent smell of wine, and the man looked disgusted, so he shouted, "Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, come in and clean up!"

Nie Feng squatted on the ground, retching non-stop while wiping his mouth with paper.

While the man went to the bathroom to rinse his shoes, he threw a paper ball and tissue that had been prepared long ago on top of the vomit.

Even if his job was done, he believed that Uncle Wang would find the paper ball in the vomit.

At night, when the snoring of the guy opposite sounded, Nie Feng practiced the qi trick again, and because he put away the mobile phone, the student opposite fell asleep early.

After practicing for more than an hour, without much progress, Nie Feng went to bed early.

......

Opposite the Danqing Hotel, a bungalow is still brightly lit, and this is the commissary.

At this time, the fat man was sitting at the head of the bed, lying on the pantry, writing something.

In front of him was a mobile phone, with some photos of the pages of the book, and the fat man was trying to translate the ancient characters on it into modern Chinese through inquiry.

The white paper in his hand was densely filled with translated words, which was the result of staying up all night for several nights in a row.

The title is very eye-catching, and it reads the words "Miscellaneous Treatises on the Cutting of the Wall".

Looking closely at the phone, the photos of the pages inside are yellowed, and you can vaguely see the appearance of wired on the side feet.

It turned out that this book was the one that the fat man took from Wen's villa last time, and after getting the book, the fat man played a clever trick and secretly took pictures of the contents of the book!

In the fat man's heart, this is a secret book, and if he doesn't study it, I'm too sorry for my efforts.

The text of the book was written in small seals, and it took the fat man several nights to translate them.

However, looking at the translated title of the book "Miscellaneous Treatises on Cutting Walls", the fat man has the mind to scold his mother.

What kind of secret book is this Chicken Gong Martial Arts, looking at the title of this book, it feels like a book that tells people to dig holes in the wall and steal things, and it is also in vain to practice it.

There are also miscellaneous discussions, which means miscellaneous discussions, which also means that the public says that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable, this kind of uncertain thing, do you dare to practice, dare to practice?

If it weren't for the little curiosity that remained, the fat man would have thrown these pages into the latrine.

......

Early the next morning, a group of more than 20 people packed their bags, sat in a few rented yellow worms, and slowly marched towards the mountains.

I heard that the rest of the teachers and students in the hotel will stay in the ancient town for a day, and then return to the location one after another.

In the morning, there was a lot of fog in the mountains, and after the car staggered away for a while, a scream suddenly sounded behind it.

Nie Feng looked through the glass window, and saw a few people here with solemn expressions, and hurriedly ran to the back of the convoy, seeing that this body was in good shape, and they were all martial artists!

There was a lot of commotion in the car, and some people said that they were following from behind and fighting with us.

But the convoy did not stop, and continued to move forward, looking at the vague scenes on both sides, Nie Feng estimated that this trip was still the same place as last time.

Sure enough, dozens of minutes later, the convoy stopped again on the small hill of the last time.

The small forest on the slope was thick with fog at this time, and only some tree trunks and branches could be seen faintly in the fog, which seemed extremely lonely at this time.

From time to time, a cool breeze blew on the hillside, and everyone shrank their necks, and after waiting for a few minutes, they saw two people running on the mountain road covered in blood.

Dare to be a few warriors who intercepted the tracker behind the car just now, looking at it, it is estimated that most of them have not returned.

"Dead, they're all dead!" one of them shouted a little nervously.

It is estimated that the battle just now was extremely tragic, and often after it was over, a few weak-willed ones could easily collapse.

Li Ping's face darkened slightly, sighed, said hello, and everyone entered the thick fog with a heavy heart.