"Spirit Monkey, please. ”

The ceremonial officer saw the hour and shouted to the mountains in the distance.

"Respectfully the Spirit Monkey. Han Ying bowed to the northern mountain range.

"Respectfully the Spirit Monkey. The spectators on the left and right sides of the venue also stood up and saluted to the north.

"Respectfully the Spirit Monkey. The people on the periphery fell to their knees and kowtowed.

"Respectfully the Spirit Monkey. Under the peach tree, everyone who participated in the competition also bowed to the north together, but Ying Wuxin looked left and right with a confused face, and asked: "Where is the spirit monkey, why didn't you see it?"

"Ying Gongzi is silent, just follow and bow, the spirit monkey will come in a while, remember not to look directly. Zhu Yun hurriedly pulled Ying's sleeve and anxiously comforted.

Ying Wuxin was unmoved, still stretched his neck, and looked at the north, and several people next to him showed gloating expressions about this, "This kid is so arrogant, wait for the spirit monkey to come, he must look good." ”

"Ying Gongzi, don't look at it, the spirit monkey will be angry-" Zhu Yun was anxious to jump up and press down Ying Wuxin's head.

Phew-

There was a rapid sound of breaking the air, and a small black dot on the northern mountain range was speeding towards this side, and the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was miles away.

The sky was high and the clouds were light, the sun was bright, and it was clear that it was a small gray-haired monkey that flew over with a white cloud the size of a carriage.

"Cloud Control, Dao Sect of the Second Realm Second Stage?"

I was extremely shocked in my heart, and I didn't know at this time that this spirit monkey turned out to be a Dao Sect, a second-stage Dao Sect, and his cultivation was only afraid that he would not be lower than the great master of the Jin Kingdom, this was a real cultivator.

"The boy is so bold. ”

A few miles away, the spirit monkey that was flying from the white clouds shouted loudly, and pointed out at Ying Wuxin.

Call.

The voice around him roared, and a cloud of white clouds emerged, turning into a rope, binding Ying Wuxin's waist, and then the other end was connected to a branch of the peach tree.

The white clouds instantly contracted, pulling Ying Wuxin off the ground.

"I ......" Ying Wuxin exclaimed, struggling hard, but his hand moved, and the seal did not form a hexagram seal, and the white cloud flew out in two, tied his two arms, and then pulled it apart from the left and right, and hung the person on the peach tree.

A cloud of white clouds flew to the front and dissipated, the spirit monkey body fell, and sat accurately on the Taishi chair behind the wooden table, his smart eyes scanned the audience, and then his eyes retracted lightly, his body turned, his two legs were on the armrest of the chair on one side, and his body leaned on the armrest on the other side, lying on the chair, a small furry hand stretched out, grabbed a peach on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, and gnawed on it.

"It tastes good. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Han Ying stood up and said respectfully.

"Get up, get started. The monkey finished eating a peach neatly, picked up one again, rubbed the peach hair on his body casually, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Thank you, Spirit Monkey. Those who bowed below, and the people who knelt and kowtowed, got up and said in unison.

Han Ying beckoned in the direction of the peach tree, "One, hurry up." ”

Knowing that the spirit monkey who came turned out to be a Taoist sect, Kong Jingwen was also surprised, and when he heard that he was called, he reacted, hurriedly lowered his head respectfully, and walked over with the manuscript in both hands.

Without waiting for Kong Jingwen to get closer, the spirit monkey's other furry hand made a move at him, and the manuscript flew out directly and landed firmly in his hand.

The monkey's arm shook vigorously, and the manuscript unfolded, spreading page by page in the air, wrapped in a faint layer of white clouds, and slowly moving.

The spirit monkey was eating a peach, and a pair of smart eyes swept through dozens of pages of the manuscript, ten lines at a glance, and the speed was extremely fast.

Kong Jingwen stood in the sun on the side, sweating like rain, not because of the hot temperature, it was only a while in the morning, the temperature was not hot at all, he was completely nervous.

Not only was he nervous, but everyone present, the left and right venues, and the people on the periphery were nervously suspenseful, this was the first one, and I don't know what the spirit monkey would say.

"So-so. ”

With a casual wave of his hand, the manuscript all overlapped, rolled up, and fell back into its hand.

"There's a Laughing Monkey bothering. Han Ying said respectfully, stepped forward and took back the manuscript from the spirit monkey's hand, stepped aside, and handed it to Kong Jingwen.

"It's not bad, let's go back and wait for it, if there is no better, this Monkey Festival will be your winner, first place. ”

"Thank you, Steward Han, for your hard work. Kong Jingwen happily wiped the sweat from his forehead, stretched out his hands to pick up his manuscript, and his excited hands trembled.

"Number two. Han Ying sent Kong Jingwen away and shouted again under the peach tree.

An old man with gray hair trotted forward with his hands in his hands with excitement on his face.

The spirit monkey concocted it in the same way, and it was quickly completed.

"Oh no, the fifth word in the seventh column on page six is still incorrect. ”

When the old man heard this, his body shook, and he almost fainted, Han Ying took the manuscript, walked over, and sighed: "Go back and wait." ”

The old man eagerly opened the manuscript, turned to the seventh column on the sixth page, and sure enough, he saw that he had written a word wrong, this was the manuscript that he had written and checked many times, and there was such a mistake, it really shouldn't be, and he definitely couldn't complain about others, although a typo would not necessarily be judged to fail, but it left a bad impression on the spirit monkey, and the result must have been imaginable.

The old man hung his head and walked back with a gloomy face.

"Number three. ”

A young man nervously stepped forward and handed over his manuscript.

"General. The spirit monkey gave an evaluation after the review, and the young man came back with a smile, his eyes were squinted with joy, such an evaluation may not be able to win, but it is quite rare, after all, he is still young, and there will be opportunities in the future.

And being able to get the general evaluation of the spirit monkey shows that the quality of the script is already quite good, and it is not a problem to publish books and arrange operas later, which will definitely make a lot of money, which is also a big gain.

"Number four. ”

Lu Sanqian let out a sigh of relief and stepped forward with the manuscript.

"So-so. The spirit monkey gave an evaluation of the appreciation.

There was a commotion among the people who watched, and there were two identical evaluations, although they were not very good, but at present, they were already the best two.

Lu Sanqian gritted his teeth and sighed softly, took the manuscript, and returned to the peach tree, Kong Jingwen on the side unconsciously clenched the manuscript in his hand.

"Five. Han Ying continued to shout.

The middle-aged man named Li Ming excitedly stepped forward with the manuscript.

"Very poor. ”

"Number Six. ”

"Poor. ”

......

"Twelve. ”

Zhu Yun said hello unintentionally and ran out with the manuscript.

"Too bad. ”

The spirit monkey gave an unprecedented evaluation, and everyone present looked at it in unison, Han Ying sighed, and said to Zhu Yun with the manuscript: "Your Zhu family is here again, next time you will have a snack." ”

"Yes, thank you Steward Han for reminding me. Zhu Yun blushed, took the manuscript, and ran all the way back to the peach tree, hanging his head, feeling guilty and not daring to look at others at all.

"Number Thirteen. ”

Meng Feiyu took the manuscript in his hand, strode forward, confidently puffed up his chest, and handed over the manuscript with a hint of excitement on his face.

"General. ”

Hearing the evaluation of the spirit monkey, Meng Feiyu's face turned pale for a while, and then turned red again, so far he was the most confident, but this result could only rank second, which made him feel very shocked.