Finally, the college entrance examination is approaching again. The wind was quiet at night. The moon was a winding, and the misty moonlight shone into the Confucian Temple at the head of the village, and a bat flew over the roof beam in a panic, hitting a layer of ash, and then stumbling away, which was eerie and terrifying, making Feng Weicong suddenly frightened.

Feng Weicong clasped his hands together, made three gestures towards Sage Kong, and kowtowed three times. He stood up and bowed again. The first time was to worship Feng Chunyu, and the second time was to worship himself. He was silent in his heart

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