Now that the conditions have been agreed, I took out a small porcelain vase from my body. This porcelain vase has been given to me to use, and it can only hold one ghost at a time. As long as the ghosts are installed in it, even during the day, as long as they are not exposed to direct sunlight, they will not cause harm.

Fan Xiucai simply got in. I plugged the stopper, put the porcelain vase away, and rode out of the mass grave on an electric bike.

When I got home, I changed out of my wet clothes and hid the small porcelain vase under the closet. Fan Xiucai stayed at my house for one night, and he shouldn't be bored. I've practiced Yin Gong, so even if I sleep in the same room with a ghost, it shouldn't be in any way.

I didn't sleep well that night, after all, I still didn't know the bottom of my heart. In the end, I finally fell asleep and had another nightmare, dreaming that Han Jie was walking with a few boys on the college campus. The men are handsome and the women are beautiful, and several people talk and laugh, discussing topics that I can't understand or understand. Those handsome guys also rushed to invite Han Jie to their dormitory as a guest.

! One by one, like a big bad wolf, still a guest? Wouldn't Han Jie be going like a sheep entering a wolf's den?

I'm in such a hurry! Angry! shouted: "Han Jie, don't go!" They're going to eat you! "But I can only watch, howl, but I can't get close. After struggling for a while, I was sweating all over my body before I finally woke up.

I touched my phone and looked at it, and it was only half past five, which was still early. Alas, I couldn't sleep the rest of the time!

It wasn't until half past seven that the alarm clock on my phone finally rang, and my dad came to urge me to get up. I listlessly began to wash and get dressed, and then went downstairs for breakfast. When my mother saw me like this, she was very worried, and even asked me if I was too stressed and didn't sleep well last night. I nodded, and I guess so. It's rare for my dad to cheer me up, saying it's okay, my dad will support you if you can pass the test or not!

I finished my breakfast and checked over what I needed to bring to the exam room. Of course, the small porcelain vase with Fan Xiucai in the wardrobe must be brought. After this night, I had no confidence in myself, so I could only pin my hopes on Xiucai.

When I arrived outside the examination room, it was already crowded. Han Jie and I met for the last time before the exam, and she seemed full of confidence, and patted me on the shoulder and joked, "Apprentice, as a teacher, I can only help you get here." You're going to fight! ”

I smiled wryly, thinking to myself, aren't you adding pressure to me again? But I don't want Han Jie to worry, because she is also about to enter the examination room. The only thing that can reduce my stress right now is the only way.

I took the risk of pulling her into a corner of the stairwell, struck like lightning, kissed her on the forehead, and then turned and ran. Han Jie was stunned in place, and after relieving herself, she could only cry and laugh.

When I entered the classroom, I sat in my seat. The first subject relies on Chinese, which should be Fan Xiucai's best subject! Although ancient Chinese is very different from modern Chinese, as long as he completes the ancient Chinese poetry for me, I will achieve my goal.

After handing out the paper and writing the name, the invigilator looked at his watch and said, "The exam begins!" ”

I secretly took out the porcelain vase in my pocket, opened the stopper, and Fan Xiucai got out of it. When he came out, he looked around, looking very excited. It seems that the atmosphere in the examination room is like drugs and stimulants to him, which makes him want to stop, and even after a hundred years, he still can't quit this addiction.

"Alas! It's been a long time! Fan Xiucai sighed, his eyes were moist, and he looked full of emotion. That's where Xiucai should be! ”

Impatiently, I glared at him and pointed at myself. I could hear Fan Xiucai talking in the examination room, but I couldn't speak myself! When I came, I had already explained what he should do, and I didn't think that this product would come out, but I just cared about it and left my words behind.

Fan Xiucai nodded and understood. He wiped away his tears again, and then suddenly he drilled into me and got on me!

That's the only way to go. Only by letting Xiucai get on me can I talk to him directly in my head. And when necessary, I can also hand over my body to him and let him help me answer the papers.

I've been by that hanged ghost before, so I still have some experience, and I'm quickly getting used to this state of being ghosted. I asked in my head, "Xiucai, are you okay?" ”

Fan Xiucai's voice also replied in my head: "Well, let's start!" ”

So, I started answering the questions. I deliberately found out all the questions related to ancient Chinese poems on the test paper and asked Fan Xiucai, and he answered them all easily. I was also in a good mood, and I was able to solve seven or eight questions at once, and I was almost able to get 20 points!

But then his help was limited. The test paper was full of modern vernacular reading, and some words were the first time I had seen them. Fan Xiucai kept asking this and that in my mind, which made me upset.

I snapped at him, "All right! You don't need any of that! Stay by yourself! ”

Fan Xiucai felt very aggrieved. He muttered a few words, then simply jumped out and left my body. I was taken aback, afraid that he would get into some trouble. But in this exam room, how dare I walk around to catch him, so I have to let him dangle around the classroom.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside, and the sun was completely obscured by dark clouds. Fan Xiucai's activities in the classroom are not restricted at all, and he is very comfortable! He went to look through the roster of the invigilator on the stage for a while, and then went to look at the candidates' papers, and made a few pranks, deliberately losing a few pens. Of course, the invigilator and other candidates didn't know about these things, thinking that they were just blown by the wind or accidentally touched by themselves. Only I look at them one by one, and I am anxious in my heart. In this way, my attention was distracted by Fan Xiucai, and the answer to the question was not smooth.

After wandering for a while, Fan Xiucai was finally willing to come back. As soon as he jumped on my body, I yelled, "What are you running around for? Have you forgotten how you promised me when you came? Be sure to listen to me here! ”

Fan Xiucai yawned to himself, not taking my words seriously at all. He said, "In that case, I'll take a nap and wake me up if there's something you want." With that, he was silent.

My anger has not subsided, but at this time I have no time to pay attention to him, so I quickly focus on the answer sheet. The two-and-a-half-hour exam quickly ran out of two hours. Due to the low efficiency of the previous questions and the time spent, in the end, there was only half an hour left for me to write an essay.

The essay title lists three excerpts from ancient poems, allowing candidates to improvise any sentence and write an essay on any topic. It seems that there is no such good way, and it has to rely on Fan Xiucai!

I whispered in my head, "Xiucai! Scholar! ”

"Hmm...... Well! What do you shout at me? Are you done with the exam? Fan Xiucai replied in a daze. This fool! I actually fell asleep! I seriously doubt now that he failed the seven township exams, and he dared to love because he overslept in the examination room, right?

"I didn't finish the exam! Hurry up and take a look at this question, can you help me write a 500-word essay? I asked urgently.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!" Fan Xiucai read the question again and asked me: "This exam question is very shallow!" Children should be able to answer, can't you? ”

I rolled my eyes, annoyed him a little. But at this time, I could only coax him, and I didn't dare to scold him anymore. I said helplessly: "Yes, yes, yes!" I'm worse than those children! You are a talent in the Qing Dynasty, this topic should not be difficult for you, right? Hurry up and help me write an article, it will be 500 words! ”

"Hey! Don't say 500 words, 5,000 words are not a problem! Fan Xiucai said triumphantly, "Look at me!" ”

Seeing that he agreed, my heart was slightly relieved. I instructed him, "Then I'll leave it to you, Xiucaigong!" Remember, there are only two quarters of an hour, and my body is also handed over to you, you write it yourself, and wake me up when you are done. ”

In the end, I kept an eye on him, and explained to him one more sentence, asking him to write the article on scratch paper first, and then I would copy it myself on the paper later. In this way, it will not be different from the previous handwriting. After that, I relaxed and let Fan Xiucai take over my body.

People are not the same as ghosts. Oni have lost their physical bodies and can only control their souls. The soul is actually equivalent to what modern people call spirit and thought, so after a long time, the ghost has much more control over the spirit than a person. They can also think, speak, and even snatch control of the body when they get into other people's bodies, which is called "snatching away" in Taoist theory. But not with people, even if a beginner cultivator like me relaxes his mind and is no longer wary of invading souls, the ghosts can take over my body entirely. At this point, my soul felt as if I was asleep, oblivious to the outside world.

As soon as I slept, I slept deeply. Since last night, I have been in a nervous state of mind. So, as soon as I relaxed at this time, I was completely relaxed, I didn't even have a dream, and I don't know how long I slept.

"Small victory! Small win! ”

I suddenly heard someone call my name, and I woke up suddenly.

"Woke up? I've finished writing the article, you can copy it quickly! Fan Xiucai grinned, as if he was quite proud of his literary talent, "Hey, I haven't written an article in a hundred years!" As soon as I took the pen, I could still write such a good article, and my skills were still there! The power is still there! ”

I finally regained control of my body, but I still felt a little dazed when I saw things. I rubbed my eyes, stared at the scratch paper and took a closer look, but I was immediately dumbfounded!

"Eight strands of text!" I exclaimed.

This scream even screamed, attracting the attention of the whole classroom. The candidate sitting next to me looked at me inexplicably, looked twice, and saw that I didn't speak again, before turning his head back and continuing to answer the paper. The invigilator "coughed" twice and said, "The student in the back, just answer the question quietly, don't read it out loud!" ”

I quickly nodded to him and apologized. But as soon as I lowered my head, the dense traditional Chinese characters on the scratch paper still shocked me again!

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement; The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue......"

I've just read a few sentences, and I can't read anymore. I don't know a few words!

"Xiucai! No, big brother! I wailed in my mind, "You said that you can write traditional Chinese characters, forget it, you are still writing in classical Chinese, and you are still writing vertically, and you are typesetting from right to left, who can read you?" ”

"If you don't understand, it's because you don't have enough knowledge! I can't say that my writing is not good! When Fan Xiucai heard this, he was not happy, "That's how I took the exam back then, you want me to write other articles, I can't write them!" ”

"But you're ...... Alas! I lamented, "If I really just copy it like this, the teacher who corrects the paper will definitely say that this candidate is too different!" ”

"Humph! That's because he doesn't know the goods! See for yourself! Fan Xiucai was completely angry, jumped out of me, got back into the porcelain vase in my pocket by himself, and left me alone.

I couldn't help but shake my head again and again, what should I do? I looked up at the bell in the lecture hall and there were only five minutes left until the end of the exam. It's too late to rewrite a new article by myself, and I have no choice, so I can only copy Fan Xiucai's eight-strand essay to the test paper. Fortunately, since the subject matter is not limited, these eight strands should also be okay!

I don't have time to care about the quality of the content of the article, and it would be good to be able to copy these 500 words in the last five minutes. But Fan Xiucai wrote in traditional characters, and I really couldn't understand some of the characters, so I had to be blind, so I found a simplified Chinese character that looked almost the same.

When the invigilator said, "It's time for the exam!" "I barely finished copying it in the end, but it is estimated that there are a lot of typos in it, and I don't know if the teacher will buy the account of these eight shares? After the Chinese exam, my heart was even more bottomless. It seems that the idea of asking Fan Xiucai to help with the exam is really not a good idea!

When I got out of the examination room, Han Jie asked me how I did in the exam? I flattened my mouth and said, "It's hard to say." ”

"What's hard to say? Don't you know how you did on your own exams? Han Jieqi said.

I smiled wryly, "It's really hard to say!" My essay was written blindly, and I didn't know if it was right or not. If you're right, you might be able to get a high score. If you make a mistake, then the Chinese subject will be considered a failure. ”

Han Jie comforted me and said, "Okay, I'll pass the exam after I finish it!" I won't know until the score comes out. ”

When I got home, I took out the porcelain vase and called Fan Xiucai's name. But after shouting for a long time, he just didn't agree, and he didn't come out, probably because he was still angry with me. I felt a little guilty at this point, too. Fan Xiucai still helped me no matter what she said. I can't completely blame him for writing Bagu Wen and traditional Chinese characters, but I can only blame myself for not thinking it through.

Alas, it seems that it is better for me to take the test myself! This is called being clever and being mistaken by cleverness!