Drunk and groaning down on the moonlit flowers, the person who dragged him back to the house may have been the scolding Mingshuang.

Luo Gan had a nightmare, shouting "Master, I must study hard" and woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a sleeping white face beside him.

"Ahh

Like a drunken young woman who was innocent, Luo Gan jumped out of bed barefoot.

Mingshuang rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked over, "What are you doing?"

"This ......"

"Oh, I don't know. It was in the middle of the night that he was dragged over by the stinging and the younger brother Zhao, saying that he had drunk too much. ”

"This is my bed ......"

"Your bed is big. ”

Mingshuang struggled to break open his eyelids, skillfully touched the broom and began to clean the small broken courtyard.

After a few waves of the broom, another scream was heard from inside the house.

He Zhihuo ran out of the house like a drunken young woman who was completely ruined, and her shocked mood could not be calmed for a long time. "How could I be in Luogan's bed?"

Mingshuang had to repeat the words. He wondered how he could be like this, and when he went to the back room, Luo Gan was lying on his bed and falling asleep again, and the whole person was arranged in a big shape to occupy the whole bed.

He Zhi, who hurriedly got dressed, hurried back to Rob's house without even eating breakfast, and Ming Chengxin could only cry and laugh after hearing about it.

Mao was the time when Mingfu's morning run began, Mingshuang went back to the house and urged several times, but Luo Gan only answered him with snoring.

Seeing that Luo Ganlai couldn't afford to get out of bed, Mingshuang had a plan, and shouted through the door: "Master is here!"

Luo Qian didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

"Master, Luo Gan hasn't gotten up yet. ”

"Master, do you want to punish him? Yes, yes, yes, deduct his pocket money for three years and five years......"

Listening to Mingshuang perform his one-man show, Luo Gan acted but didn't listen.

"Shock, that cat hasn't cut its nails yet!"

As soon as the eyes of the man on the bed opened, a carp jumped out of bed, dressed neatly and smoothed his hair with his hands.

For a long time, the girl's voice was not heard outside the door.

Luo Qian excitedly opened the door, "Mingshuang, are you still lying to me?"

But facing the calm peach blossom eyes, he was a little tired.

"Master is going to come to the assessment today, Brother Luo still don't go for a run today. There are two hours left, so hurry up and study well. ”

"What happens if you don't?"

Yun was stunned and threw down a sentence: "It will be more miserable." She left with Yun Zhaodi and returned to Xihua Courtyard. Today's morning run is only attended by Ming Chengxin and Ming Shuang, which is a long-lost alone time for these brothers.

Luo Gan paced back and forth in the small broken courtyard with his books, and the punishment for failing the exam in the nightmare recalled little by little. He couldn't calm down and organize his thoughts anyway.

Because Ming Shou just gave him the books to test, and never said what he was going to test.

He was like a live fish pressed on a chopping board, watching the hourglass fall little by little, and the large knife hanging in the air fell some distance with the passage of time.

But when he put down the antique-like books and picked up Jiang Lian Kite's horizontal row of books, he felt that he was expected to carp and jump into the dragon gate. Jiang Lian Kite wrote in the book: "...... Pre-test anxiety is common, especially for people who have had a history of failure. To overcome anxiety, self-confidence cues, relaxation training, and positive posture are all indispensable. Failure is just a summary of a part of one's life, and a new life can be decided by oneself to start in the next moment......"

Thinking that he had read the books carefully and practiced the exercises, Luo Gan boldly threw away all the books and walked out of the courtyard door to hang around the house.

The air outside the house is just fresher, and he can understand the mood of Xiao Dried Fish who likes to run around all day long.

The huge Ming Mansion was empty, and I couldn't see anyone after walking for a long time. The chirping of birds and finches that catch insects in the morning reminds Luo Gan of the happy time when he was a teenager digging birds' nests.

As a result, the knowledge in books was fleeting from his mind, replaced by images of playing in the water and chasing in the fields.

Ming's assessment came as scheduled.

The first question is very simple: "Try to explain that the turtle is the first, and the yang horse is the second......"

Luo Gan replied: "It's very simple, two turtles are put together to be a yang horse." ”

Ming Shou held down the ring ruler in his hand and did not hit him.

The second question: "Summarize the "On the Theory of Innate Yuan Qi Cultivation" in one word. ”

He replied, "It's a good book." ”

Mingshuang quickly poured a cup of tea for the master to remove the fire.

Question 3: "A man had to walk 635 miles, and his journey was halved every day because of a pain in his foot, so he ended up spending seven days." How many miles did he walk on the seventh day?"

Hearing this question, Luo Gan couldn't help but wipe his sweat, "Why doesn't he have a good rest?"

"Huh?"

Luo Gan was kicked by Ming Shou, and he was frightened and quickly began to calculate: "Ah! The sixth power of doubling to two from the beginning is sixty-four, and six hundred and thirty-five is divided by ...... Sixty-three plus sixty-four......"

"What are you grunting about?"

Luo Qian quickly began to calculate in his heart, "Six hundred and thirty-five divided by one hundred and twenty-seven...... Five-seven-thirty-five, ah, that's five. ”

Ming Shou didn't understand what Luo Gan was talking about, and asked sharply, "Five what?"

"Five miles away! Anyway, the blind guess must be an integer. You see, I said I wanted to get some rest, but on the last day he had to walk five miles. Luo Gan spat out these words, and suddenly felt much more relaxed. He believed in himself, although he did not check it with his hands.

"What did you say?"

Mingshuang carefully tugged at the corner of Master's clothes, "Master, the answer is this. It's almost noon, so hurry up and move on to the next question. ”

Annoyed, Ming Shou glanced at him and scolded, "Then you still don't go to cook?"

Mingshuang had to leave the study in a gloomy manner, leaving only Yun Jingzhen and Ming Chengxin to continue to watch.

The fourth question asked Luo Qian to write an 800-word article on the spot to discuss the relationship between humans and demons, with a time limit of a quarter of an hour.

Luo Gan smiled bitterly and watched them leave the study one by one: How long can a quarter of an hour last? I'm afraid that before Luo Gan could think about it, Ming Shou kicked the door open and slapped his pen with his palm.

It is impossible for books on astronomical arithmetic and cultivation of Yuan Qi to discuss the maintenance of the shemale world, and Ming Shou has long said that the scope of assessment includes the books sent to his courtyard, but it is not limited to these books.

Luo Gan thought about it, and fiercely denied Ming Shou in his heart: the number of books sent to Xiaopo Courtyard before and after was thirty-seven, and no one knew better than him.

He had only read such a statement in the "Records of Yifan" that "all animists can practice".

Writing down the word "demon", the first thing he remembered was an incident that happened when he lived in Black Mountain Village.

There are many terrible legends circulating in the grave mountain of Heishan Village, and Luo Hui has repeated it to him many times, Luo Gan is still not afraid of heaven and earth, and often takes his friends to the cemetery to dig herbs.

Because, there is a medicinal herb there that can be sold for a lot of money.

At first, everyone was willing to work with him, but for some unknown reasons, they gave up one by one. In the end, only Yang Pugui remained, and the two of them got up early and looked for medicinal herbs.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, Luo Gan didn't know how to write the word fear. He firmly believes that there are no ghosts, demons and immortals in the world, and instills in Yangpugui the idea that the world is made of matter every day.

Until that day, he found a ravine where medicinal herbs grew intensively, and immediately called Yang Pugui over.

But it was not only Yang Pugui who followed the voice, but also a bachelor in his thirties and forties in the village. The bachelor has always been digging herbs alone, and this time it was Luo Gan and the two who met by chance.

They had a good harvest in this little ravine, and the bachelor picked a few grasses on the edge and sat there to rest.

Luo Gan beckoned him to come and pick some strong ones, but the bachelor shook his head, saying that this was discovered by Luo Gan, so he shouldn't have robbed too much.

Luo Gan thought he was too polite and pulled him over to dig up more herbs. At this time, Yang Pugui suddenly made a groov and fell into a hole.