"That year, I put my hands in my pockets and passed by a cemetery......"

"Okay, I can't make it up, this is actually an old book found in my family's old house, and there is a lot of content about zombies in it."

"There may be false exaggerations, but there shouldn't be much wrong with the whole."

"Why?" Jiang Yongnian's eyes flashed with curiosity.

"Because the author of the book introduced himself at the end."

"His authority is to be a 'corpse chaser', and the spirit of the contract is a 'six-clawed zombie'."

"Through power, hundreds of red-haired zombies, blue-haired zombies, and green-haired zombies have been raised......"

"As long as the group of corpses under control is large, his combat power will become extremely ferocious, so he has been dealing with corpses all his life."

Ye Hanjun secretly changed the concept and compiled a former guard into a hermit master, and once again made something out of nothing:

"The knowledge presented in the book is only a small part of the results of his life's work."

"But for me, it's broadened my horizons, and I don't know when I'll be able to use my wonderful value."

"No, in this assessment, the seniors asked relevant questions, and I was naturally able to answer them in detail."

"Good boy......" Jiang Yongnian didn't care about the shock, and was still immersed in the answer sheet of 350,000 words.

The eyebrows are sometimes tightened, sometimes stretched, like a dry sponge, constantly absorbing the rain of knowledge.

"If I could have given her this knowledge as a guide at that time, would it have been possible to help her on the right path......

"On the right path?" Ye Hanjun was surprised, arousing a sense of curiosity.

"Nothing." Jiang Yongnian sighed, shook his head and sighed: "It's all old things, don't mention it." ”

"Look at the question! Keep reading! ”

"The old man doesn't believe it, can you answer more than half of such a difficult question type?!"

Ye Hanjun sighed, left the three words "look at it", left his seat by himself, and found a brand new clean teacup in a glass case that looked transparent.

He returned to the table again, and with the bad old man's somewhat confused eyes, he took his teapot in the bright light.

The first cup is only half poured and used to warm the cup and sterilize.

The second cup was refilled, steaming hot, just in small sips.

"It's not bad, the soup is bright, the taste is numb but not spicy, and the lips and teeth are fragrant."

"Drinking it regularly should be appetizing and digesting, invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, and has a little effect on prolonging life......"

Ye Hanjun tasted it carefully, and his body with cold limbs because of the continuous vomiting of blood was slightly warm.

He pretended not to see the old man opposite, blowing his beard and glaring at him with a distressed expression.

Instead, he muttered in his heart, how much heaven and earth spiritual materials need to be nourished in this tattered physical state before it can be restored to the past level.

And the enchantress.

To deal with this living ancestor, I am afraid it is not a matter to treat the root cause and the symptoms alone......

"You're home, thirsty to drink water, hungry to eat, do you need a nanny to do your laundry, cooking, and make beds and quilts?"

Jiang Yongnian didn't really stop it, but he couldn't help but sneer and try his best to educate young people to be polite.

"I don't need a nanny, I'm able-bodied and able to take care of myself."

Ye Hanjun blinked: "But can you advance the staff meal?" I did get a little hungry. ”

"Brother Down-and-out, give you the ...... you are used to"

Jiang Yongnian muttered, obviously not very happy.

At Ye Hanjun's age, being a mentor is too tender, and he will never allow it.

But as far as the soul can reach, the densely floating words in the spirit cloth scroll are so dazzling.

Jiang Yongnian's confidence in speaking could only be dispersed again and again, and he couldn't harden up at all.

"Let me ask you, why do you have to fight to the death when the two barbarian spirits and golden-winged flying tigers fight...... You answered me, 'No one dares to fight'? ”

"Why do King Kong lions and fighting bears compete to, to see whose is bigger and smellier, and it is easier to drive away the weak little spirits...... You answer me, 'Lion poop is better than bear poop'? ”

Jiang Yongnian patted the table board and asked seriously.

Ye Hanjun smiled dumbly: "Senior, are the things you usually study too lofty, so much so that you haven't even heard of the 'brain teaser' in folklore?" ”

"Brain teasers?" Jiang Yongnian was stunned.

"Yes, for mortals, powerful spirits fight each other, they don't run for their lives, do they still have to persuade each other, isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger - there is no way out?"

"There is also a second question, lion is a fact, and the bear is eloquent, this is a very simple homophonic stalk, and there is no other reason."

"Oh, I see, that's ......" Jiang Yongnian swallowed his saliva, and his face was rarely red.

As if to hide his embarrassment, his tone softened a little, and immediately grasped another question to try to correct the error:

"Fennel pigs have more than 100 ways to die, I didn't ask you to write them all, if you can write 30 kinds, you can answer correctly."

"But what you answer is - 'If the knife is fast enough, the fennel pig will die in the tens of thousands'...... Are you denying the fairness of my title and feeling that there is a fallacy in my title itself? ”

"That's right." This time, Ye Hanjun didn't giggle, and emphasized very seriously:

"Although the fennel pig is a low-level spirit, the average rank is the fetus of clay sculpture, and only a few coincidences can fly to the womb of xiazhao."

"But it's full of treasures, especially bones, which can be described as a universal spice."

"Whether it's a common dish or an heirloom dish, you can use it to add flavor."

Jiang Yongnian nodded subconsciously.

He didn't know what else he was, but in the academy cafeteria, the fennel pig that dedicates itself to the dining table every year, adds up to ten laps around the academy, which is a rather terrifying number.

"With such a delicious ingredient, there are naturally special limitations."

"Fennel pigs, whether caught in the wild or raised on the farm, will lose the aroma they have in their bodies if they die in the wrong way."

"In the most serious cases, it will even become extremely fishy and completely lose its original flavor."

Ye Hanjun closed his eyes and took a light breath, as if he could smell the smell of fennel pork bones after boiling for ten hours, with a hint of intoxication on his face:

"There is such a fallacy in many places that fennel pigs cannot be suffocated to death, they cannot die of exhaustion, and they cannot be burned to death by fire......"

"On the contrary, it is the end of life, venom paralysis, and rapid freezing...... Methods such as these are used to obtain aromatic fennel pork bones. ”

"But...... That's a fallacy! ”

"In some big cities, there have long been countless strong people who have proved that as long as their spirits can instantaneously fennel pigs and do not destroy the integrity of the fennel pig's brain, fennel pigs will not secrete stinking hormones, and the bones obtained are naturally of high quality......"

Ye Hanjun's explanation was so intriguing that Jiang Yongnian couldn't even find an argument that could be questioned, and he was stunned from beginning to end.

It was like going back more than 100 years ago, listening to the talk of the instructor on the podium as a teenager who was nothing.

Only...... Hell yes!

This kid is really full of Bible reading?

can survive for 20 years, even if he doesn't eat or drink every day, how much can he watch?

Or is it that he reads miscellaneous books that are not doing his job, and he deliberately picks out partial topics by shaking his wit, and as a result, he is smart but is mistaken by cleverness?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yongnian's face darkened faintly.

He was more and more unsure of the potential value of the young man in front of him.

But even if there are a hundred unwillingness in his heart, he must admit that this young man is not the same as those of his age.

"Senior, can the number of fifty be reached?" Ye Hanjun asked.

He calculated that 10 questions were outrageous, similar to "I fell into the water at the same time as your mother, who do you save first?" He really can't answer this kind of question.

The rest deliberately empty 10 questions and deliberately wrong 10 questions, in order to show that they do not lack knowledge - this is more in line with their current identity.

There are also 10 questions, and the answers are made up purely by imagination.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for Jiang Yongnian to have that vision and distinguish between real right and wrong, so these nonsense and braggart parts can be more or less correct.

As for the last 60 questions, Ye Hanjun may have concealed key information, but the overall correctness of the answers was ensured.

No matter how you look at it, he has a score of 55 points or more, and it is easy to pass the second level.

"At least 60 points ......"

"Although some of the answers could not be verified on the spot, they were convincing and convincing, and my subjective consciousness was embarrassed and confused...... But my subconscious was actually very excited, thinking that this kid was a piece of jade, and with a little carving, he could shine brightly......"

The wrinkles on Jiang Yongnian's face were twisted together, and the entanglement and vacillation in his eyes were undisguised.

"The second level is 'knowledge', and it turns out that you have enough knowledge to far surpass your peers."

"Thank you seniors for their recognition."

Ye Hanjun took out the new teacup he had just helped the old man, poured it full of chili tea, raised his glass to drink, and said with a calm smile:

"That last level...... And how? ”

"The last level...... Jiang Yongnian's eyes flickered, and he paused for at least fifteen seconds before continuing:

"I didn't think you'd pass the first two levels."

"This third level, following the rules, is no longer meaningful."

"But just now, I came up with a plan that best of both worlds, and it's perfect!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Hanjun's smile gradually disappeared, and a bad premonition appeared in his head.

What tricks does this bad old man want to play? Play all the light, dark, dirty?

"Don't panic." After Jiang Yongnian's mind was clear, he suddenly put on a smiling expression:

"Young man, although your body is a little brittle, you don't have absolute hard power."

"But your brain is not bad, and the old man is very interested in the knowledge inside."

"What do you mean?" Ye Hanjun frowned.

Jiang Yongnian was a little proud: "This third level, it's better to make an exception first." ”

"It will meet your purpose, your needs, and help you grow."

"You can also be eliminated early when you don't meet my expectations and lose your competitiveness."

"I named the third level 'Social Practice'."

"I'm going to give you the temporary title of 'Teaching Assistant' to make you the lowest-level trainee instructor."

"In a month's time, if I receive a large number of complaints, or if you don't get the joint approval of at least three official tutors, I will revoke this title and banish you from the education system of Canghai Pavilion by the way."