After dealing with all five of them, the morning basically took seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight.

The situation mentioned by the man in the yellow shirt is gradually becoming a reality - in order to compete for the opportunity to continue to stay in Qingshan Town, the candidates began to attack each other, and this situation even appeared at the door of the hotel and the teahouse.

If it weren't for the fact that one of the rules was "prohibiting interference in the daily lives of the villagers", Xia Fan suspected that the group would use the store as a place of fighting.

"It's good that they won't make trouble in the teahouse," Wei Wushuang said with palpitations, "It seems that the examiner is still merciful." ”

"Not necessarily. Xia Fan shook his head.

"Why did Brother Xia say this?" he asked in surprise, "The exam rules make it clear that candidates are not allowed to-"

"You must not interfere with the lives of the villagers, but there is no rule that you must not smash hotels and teahouses. ”

"This ......" Wei Wushuang couldn't turn the corner for a while.

"Think about it," Xia Fan lowered his voice, "If you make trouble in the hotel outside and smash one or two tables and chairs, what will the store do?"

"Just lose money, unless you don't have enough money—" He himself was stunned.

"That's right. Xia Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "If you can lose money in place, the store probably wants you to smash all the old tables, and the government will not deal with such a trivial matter." If you change to Qingshan Town, it is equivalent to making trouble and not violating the rules, and only if you don't have money to compensate for it, it is considered a violation. ”

Wei Wushuang was speechless for a long time.

Xia Fan didn't go on, he knew that with the other party's knowledge, he would definitely be able to think of what it meant.

There are two reasons why no one is doing it now.

The first is that everyone is not aware of this for the time being, and the second is that there is not enough money in hand.

Just because you don't realize it now doesn't mean that no one will be aware of it in the next few days, and just because you don't have enough money now doesn't mean that you will be the same in the next few days. As candidates continue to be eliminated, the money and silver will gradually gather until a "giant" is formed, and this trend is almost inevitable.

By the last day or two, I am afraid that the candidates who remain will have a large amount of money and silver, and even if they smash a few tables or the bed in the hotel door, they can afford to compensate.

In the face of the spiritual fire that must not be enough, obtaining it from other candidates has become their only choice. What will happen at that time, Xia Fan can imagine when he closes his eyes - whether it is day or night, whether it is in a teahouse or an inn room, the entire Qingshan Town will become a hunting ground. It can be said that whoever can gather more money and silver will be able to completely take the initiative.

Wei Wushuang's face changed.

Such a development of the situation is obviously the worst for him.

In other words, it is the worst kind for every candidate.

Trust and cooperation will no longer exist, and even those improvised gangs will have to be on the lookout for attacks from within—after all, the examiner wants a jar full of spiritual fire, and he doesn't care where he got it.

After bowing his hand to Xia Fan, the fellow villager left with a dejected face.

He found a table on the second floor of the teahouse and sat down, ordered something to eat, and watched the situation at the other end of the hotel while eating.

By this moment, the core content of the taxi examination seemed to have surfaced.

It's just that Xia Fan still has a lot of doubts in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, this rule is too beneficial to the disciples of the family. Compared with the temporary gangs, they are undoubtedly much more stable internally, and even more so, the quota allocation has been determined before the exam, and only a small number of people can concentrate on accompanying the exam, so that the whole can get the maximum benefit.

Although connections and family background are also part of the strength, but in this way, the selected scholars will also have a family background, and the Qi royal family should not expect to see such a result.

Of course, Shikao's political purpose is not something he needs to think about now - no matter what the above considerations are that it has nothing to do with him, his immediate priority is to get a bottle of spiritual fire as soon as possible to ensure qualification.

......

At midnight, it was the dead of night outside.

Xia Fan interrupted his qi induction practice and sighed slightly. It's all at this point, the fox demon hasn't appeared yet, and nine times out of ten it confirms his guess - she won't come again.

With a hint of regret, he began to prepare for tonight's business. The priest was allowed to bring two sets of clothes, one of which was the usual burqa, and the other was a night suit that he had made himself. Unlike the loose-fitting clothing that was popular in this era, the latter completely followed the principle of simplicity and ease of use, without buttons, sleeves, body, and hat, and a layer of cowhide sewn on the wrists, elbows, and chest for durability.

The clothes weren't pure black either, but navy blue - theoretically, the best color to blend in with the night was deep purple, but given the dye level, he had to settle for the less rare dark blue. As for the black ...... It looks most like night, but once there is light, a moving "shadow" is easy to notice, and the hiding effect is not even as good as gray.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Fan climbed out of the window and crawled towards the second floor against the wall.

Unlike the smooth concrete walls, the outer edges of the wooden house have many protruding wedges, which are naturally suitable for climbing, and even a half-hanger like him can easily climb several floors.

He had spent an afternoon observing the residences and movements of the disciples of the family, and finally chose a room closest to his residence as the target of his action.

Now that the spiritual fire collection place is occupied by the Fei family, the Luo family, and the Wei family in turn, only these three families can get the spiritual fire exactly.

And Xia Fan's plan was to steal a bottle of spiritual fire from them!

Although it is not clear who lives inside, the people in the blue robes of the Luo family have been in and out of this house many times, and they are all highly vigilant, and they will look left and right before entering the door. Considering that the disciples of the family might also be attacked, Xia Fan speculated that the other party's response should be to collect the spiritual fire and take care of it in a centralized manner, rather than handing it over to individuals to carry.

At the same time, he also noticed that there were a total of six rooms connected to the corridor outside the house, four of which were rented by the Luo family. If someone wants to break through head-on, as long as they say hello, the Luo family can quickly squeeze the corridor and form a line of defense that is difficult to overcome.

The family may not even know the content of the exam, let alone know the layout of Qingshan Town in advance, which is undoubtedly something they came up with based on the situation on the spot.

Occupying a high corner of the inn, taking care of each other, easy to defend and difficult to attack, I have to say that the thinking of the disciples of the family is indeed more sophisticated than most of their peers.

However, Xia Fan didn't intend to fight hard from the beginning.

He moved little by little to the edge of the window of the house, untied the belt around his waist with one hand, wrapped it around the beams of the eaves that had been picked out, and fixed himself in mid-air, while taking out a hairpin, piercing the window paper from the corner, and gently poking into the house.

This special hairpin is thin at the front and thick at the back, and the interior is hollow, through which you can barely see the situation in the house. Xia Fan glanced around and found that the Luo family had also specially arranged a vigil for two people, which further confirmed his guess.

Without further ado, he took out the medicine bag, filled a mixture of herbs into the hairpin, and then lit it with a fire fold, carefully blowing inward.

This herb made from mandala flowers, raw grass black, night peony, phantom mushrooms and winter ferns is exactly the pride of his master, and it is said that it is difficult to buy and must not be easily passed on. When they are ignited, the smoke is soft and elegant, colorless and odorless, and the person who smells it will only feel extremely peaceful, which has the effect of relieving pain and calming the nerves. If you smell it for a long time, you will fall into a coma unconsciously, and you will not wake up until dawn, and its hypnotic effect is far better than those sweat pills and 100 steps in the black market.

Xia Fan also tested it a few times personally, and it turned out that this was probably one of the few things that his master did not brag about - even if it was a Fang Shi, it was difficult to detect its existence, and even before the master was stunned by his medicine, he didn't react at all, and he slept really soundly afterwards.

This is also the biggest reliance of his plan this time. Without it, he would not have dared to spend the money on the first day.

In fact, only a handful of medicinal materials in Xia Fan's medicine bag are related to Fangshu, most of which are wound medicines, ecstasy drugs and antidotes - after following the master for more than ten years, he has not learned much about Fangshu, and he has a slight success in various Jianghu tricks and Yin people's kung fu.

It can be seen that it is the only truth that there is no one who is young and positive, and only when he is alive can he have output.

It blew for about half an hour, and no sound could be heard in the house.

Although the Luo family has arranged for people to keep vigil, they are all teenagers after all, and it is unrealistic to ask them to stay at the door for hours with a high degree of concentration. Before Xia Fan lit the incense, the two of them were already asleep, and the incense just pushed them slightly.

Xia Fan picked up the window pin, covered his mouth and nose with a damp cloth, and turned over and entered the house.

This wing room is much larger than the one he rented, and the inner and outer rooms are separated by a gauze curtain, the outside is the living room, and the one in the back is the bedroom.

He lifted the curtain and searched lightly, and soon found the target of his trip.

As he expected, the Luo family collected all the spiritual fires they had collected here, and they hid them under the bed very uncreatively. In the dim candlelight of the outer room, he could see at least twenty porcelain bottles stuffed under the bed, each with a string tied to the mouth.

This is probably the Luo family's last means of defense, right?

Although it is impossible to see where the ropes are connected, there is a chance that the chain will be triggered by the movement of the bottle. Xia Fan guessed that it was probably a bell or something, which could alert the Luo family to the invasion of the bedroom as soon as possible.

Of course, it is not difficult for him at all, after all, he has studied mathematics, physics and chemistry, and he is not afraid to travel all over the world. Cut two strips of cloth from the corner of the bed sheet, roll them into a rope shape from the local material, and then tie the two strips of cloth separately between the string and the bed frame according to the parallelogram law of force, so that the direction of the resultant force is consistent with the rope. After doing these preparations, Xia Fan cut the string.

The rope that had lost its restraints shrank back slightly, but was quickly pulled by the taut strip of cloth and remained in its original position.

At this point, there is no obstacle to taking out the porcelain vase.

After confirming that the bottle contained indeed the source of spiritual fire, Xia Fan tied it behind his back, retreated to the window, and returned to his cabin along the wall again.

It wasn't until his feet hit the ground that he was completely relieved.

The whole process was unexpectedly smooth, and it only took more than an hour from departure to success.

"For Fang Shi is good at stealing chickens and dogs, should I say that it is an accident, or take it for granted?"

However, the next moment, a voice suddenly came from behind, startling him into a cold sweat!