"Wake up!"

Haoma's voice was like a violent thunder, exploding in Su Wen's heart, and finally woke Su Wen up from his enchanted state.

The hand loosened the pen, Su Wen's body softened, and he fell backwards violently, but was caught by Haoma in time. opened his mouth, Su Wen wanted to say something, but spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes turned black, and he completely fainted.

This night, Lin Huaju was in a panic......

When Su Wen opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day, he groaned and wanted to sit up from the bed, but he found that he was weak and had no strength.

"What's going on?" Su Wen held his head, feeling a splitting headache.

Hearing the sound, Su Yu, who had been waiting by the bedside, woke up from a light sleep, and after seeing Su Wen's painful appearance, he suddenly became panicked, hurriedly poured a cup of hot water, and held it in front of Su Wen.

Su Wen looked at the little girl's flustered appearance, barely held up a smile, and said, "It's okay, don't worry, it's just that my head hurts." ”

When Su Yu heard this, he hurriedly stretched out his little hand and gently helped Su Wen massage him, although it was a little clumsy, it really relieved Su Wen of some pain.

Su Wen drank a cup of hot water and felt much better, so he wondered: "I remember, it was the little monk who saved me yesterday?"

He used the word "save", because at this time, thinking about it, Su Wen knew how thrilling his situation was last night, if it wasn't for Haoma's timely action, I'm afraid he would really lead the talent to explode and die! In this way, although he had paid enough attention to the power of the Analects, he still underestimated its true meaning to the Sacred Word Continent!

"As expected, the grade of this Analect can indeed be compared with the saint!" Su Wen secretly spoke, not knowing whether he was happy or sad in his eyes.

It's like a child who has a nuclear weapon in his hand but can't use it, otherwise it's no different from committing suicide.

But Su Wen also faintly felt that when his "Analects" book was completed, it would be the day of sanctification!

Without waiting for Su Wen to think about it any more, the door was pushed open, and two figures, one large and one small, hurriedly walked in from outside, it was Tang Ji and Haoma.

"Su Wen, are you awake?" Tang Ji rushed to the side of the bed with an arrow step, stretched out his hand to Su Wen's forehead again, and asked for warmth, and the usual dead fat man who had no heart and lungs was like two people, Su Wen also let Tang Ji toss and turn himself, with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'm fine, I just feel a little weak, just rest for two days. ”

Hearing Su Wen say this, Tang Ji was still not at ease, and said with a worried face: "You are not allowed to do anything in the past two days, just lie down for me honestly, but unfortunately I won't stew your kind of medicinal food, otherwise it may have some effect on your body." ”

Su Wen pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, wanting to make Tang Ji not have to worry so much, but he found that he had already felt a little out of strength after such a while, so he had to nod slightly.

At the same time, Haoma, who had been silent since he entered the door, suddenly raised his head and said to Tang Ji: "Okay, fatty, don't disturb Su Wen's rest, you and Su Yu go to cook some vegetable porridge, let Su Wen fill his stomach, and I'll just guard here." ”

When Su Wen heard this, he noticed that Haoma, who had been smiling all the time on weekdays, seemed to be a little different today, not only did his face look much stricter, but even what he said at this time was deliberately distracting Tang Ji and Su Yu, and then thinking of Haoma's loud shout last night, it suddenly made Su Wen cross a strange meaning in his eyes.

Tang Ji and Su Yu didn't think about it so much, they were originally focused on Su Wen, but at this time, they were reminded by Haoma, and they hurriedly went out and went straight to the kitchen.

Seeing the two leaving, Haoma slowly sat down beside Su Wen's bed, reached out and put his hand on Su Wen's wrist.

Su Wen remained silent, just looked at Haoma with a puzzled expression.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that it rashly stimulated a force that you can't control yet, and you almost suffered a backlash from your talent. Haoma put down his hand and said something unclear.

Su Wen nodded, not saying much.

Seeing this, Haoma seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve and put it in front of Su Wen's eyes, which was the first two sentences of the "Analects" he wrote last night.

"Is this what you realize?" Haoma frowned rarely, as if he couldn't believe it.

Su Wen was still silent and nodded slightly.

When Haoma heard this, he put the rice paper back in his sleeve and said as if he had a point: "I can see that this article has not yet been written, if the guess is good, over time, it will definitely help you achieve great success, but I still hope that you will not continue to write it for the time being, otherwise, it will be a big disaster!"

Haoma didn't ask Su Wen where he came from and wrote those two sentences, nor did he write those two sentences, nor did he write the white glaze arc pen and apologize for the rush of the emperor's beauty

Of course, even if Haoma didn't say it, Su Wen wouldn't dare to write it anymore, in fact, if Haoma hadn't happened to arrive last night, or he would have become a cold corpse now, not to mention what an uproar would have been caused by his current literary position once the book was written.

It's just that Haoma's words fell in Su Wen's ears, but they had another layer of meaning.

Taking a deep breath, Su Wen lifted his spirit again and said, "I don't dare to forget the grace of saving my life." ”

Su Wen also didn't ask why Haoma "coincidentally" rushed back to Lin Huaju yesterday, nor did he ask him how he woke up from his state of going mad, he just thanked him lightly, and his semantics were pleading.

Haoma pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "What I used last night was a special method, which I learned in the Holy Temple, but I can't use it a second time in a short time, so you need to be careful. ”

Su Wen listened to Haoma's explanation, and was noncommittal, just nodded again in thanks.

Seeing this, Haoma didn't say anything more, and when Tang Ji took the hot porridge, he secretly retreated and went back to the front shop to be the young man.

Su Wen lay down for two days before he could barely get out of bed, but under Tang Ji's repeated orders, he had to move in the courtyard.

Speaking of which, this time Su Wen's adventure book "Analects", although it almost broke into a big disaster, it also gained a lot.

First of all, the most obvious is the paperweight symbol that represents the position of the article, and the pillar of talent on it almost effortlessly turns from red to yellow, jumping two levels in a row!

This means that until Su Wen's literary position reaches the level of servant, he no longer has to worry about the rank of the first article!

Secondly, in addition to the article, Su Wen was also shocked to find that his other acupoints had also improved slightly, especially the chess position that he had been having a headache for, and his talent on it had also changed from light red to vermilion!

In other words, just from the perspective of the eight major literary points, today's Su Wen has completely broken through from the lower grade of Wensheng to the middle grade!

It was a bonus.

In fact, such a change is inevitable, as I said before, the best way for literati students to improve their literary status and increase their talents is to read books, and read relevant books to make a natural breakthrough.

As for Su Wen, he directly "created" an article that was enough to reach the Holy Rank! Naturally, all the literary points could be stimulated, so it was strange that his talent could not increase.

It's just a pity that such a weapon of mass destruction seems to be useless in a short period of time, and most of the content in the Analects is about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom, and it does not have much effect in a critical moment, except that it can be used to strengthen the mind. In other words, "Analects" is more like an internal mental method, rather than a martial arts move like "Reducing the Word Magnolia"!

This is also doomed, Su Wen will not be able to use it in literary battles or battles.

However, the appearance of the "Analects" opened up a supreme and smooth path for Su Wen to go straight to the holy road in the future, and it also had an extremely extraordinary effect on Su Wen to break through the bottleneck of literature in the future, and such a discovery was enough for Su Wen to snicker for a long time.

Over the next few days, Su Wen's body slowly recovered, and he began to continue his daily routine.

Practicing calligraphy, playing the piano, stewing medicinal food, and from time to time taking time to study the innovative revolution of how to paint with rouge.

In general, Su Wen's boy life is still good, seeing the talent on the major literary points in Wenhai slowly growing, the sense of accomplishment also makes Su Wen more and more confident in the state exam.

Academician Liu of Hongming Academy did not perfunctory Su Wen, and soon sent the latest outline of current affairs for Su Wen to study, Tang Ji naturally also enjoyed the same benefits as Yu Su Wen, and after several days of hard work, he almost memorized the entire outline.

However, Su Wen knew that this outline could only give him an understanding of the current trend of the Holy Dao, and when it came to the state exam, he still had to have his own opinions in order to get a high score.

In a flash, more than ten days have passed, and there is only nearly a month left before the state exam.

During this period, Su Wenwen's major literary positions in the sea have broken through, and even the slowest growth in talent has been able to turn from red to orange not long ago, and the problem in front of Su Wen is only the last one.

Chess position!

Since the book "Analects", Su Wen's talent in the chess position has not been improved, and Su Wen has not thought of a way, it is really because the chess path is too unpopular in Weiguo, especially in Huizhou Mansion, not to mention the chess hall, even ordinary people who play games are rare, and Su Wen has no chance to find someone to fight.

For the same reason, there were few books on chess in the book market of Huizhou Mansion, which almost blocked Su Wen's only way.

"Hey, how good would it be if I was born in the Tang Kingdom, where chess is prevalent?" Su Wen couldn't help but sigh in his spare time.

And it was at this time that a person who surprised Su Wen walked into the center of Lin Hua and brought Su Wen a gift and a piece of news.

This person is none other than the deacon of the Holy Inquisition who formed a good relationship with Su Wen in the "Poison Rouge" case, Sun Dingshan!