Looking at the stranger feasting in the restaurant, Chen Hu, who was squatting outside, drooled.

After waiting for a while, the stranger finally had enough to eat and got up to settle the bill.

Chen Hu saw that the cloth around his waist was heavy, and his heart was even more happy.

The stranger left the restaurant, bowed his head and left the bazaar, and walked to the southeast.

"God help me!"

Chen Hu secretly screamed in his heart, he recognized the path over there, it was leading to the mountains, the place was remote, and it was rare to see pedestrians, so he was just right.

He hurriedly tiptoed away.

Chen Hu's behavior was seen by the people in the market, and they knew what he was going to do. An old man couldn't bear it and shouted: "Chen Hu, don't come nonsense and harm people's lives." ”

Chen Hu glared, shook the sharp knife in his hand, and whispered viciously: "Old man Cai, don't be nosy, sell your tofu." annoyed Ben Huye, and even you did it together. ”

The old man Cai snorted angrily, but he didn't dare to speak more.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, Chen Hu looked up and saw that the foreigner who was still in front just now had lost his trace:

"Huh, what about people?"

Chen Hu hurriedly looked around: "It turned out that I had entered the forest." ”

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled evilly, strode over, held a sharp knife, and shouted: "I opened this mountain, and I ......planted this tree."

The foreigner Huo Ran turned around, faced him, and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, you want to rob me of money?"

Chen Hu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Acquaintances hand over all the money, and Master Benhu will spare your life." ”

The foreigner smiled and said, "You spare me, aren't you afraid that I will report to the official?"

Chen Hu was stunned for a moment, with a fierce look on his face: "If you dare to report to the official, I will enter with a white knife and come out with a red knife." ”

The stranger shook his head and said, "It's boring." ”

Chen Hu was a little confused, how did he feel that he had met a fool on this trip?

But the stranger suddenly picked up a stick from the ground, which was the thickness of a cup, about three feet long, and very strong.

Chen Hu smiled cruelly: "Look for death." ”

Don't talk nonsense, rush with a knife, and want to bleed the other party. In the past, he was rampant in the countryside, relying on a bit of brute force, and when he encountered those who dared to resist, he either used his fists or knives, and he was used to doing this thing.

But he hadn't rushed up yet, and with a flower in front of him, the foreigner had already arrived on the right, and he was beaten with a stick, and smashed it on Chen Hu's right wrist with a knife impartially, crackling, and Chen Hu howled in pain like a pig.

His right palm hung limply, his wrist took on a strange zigzag arc, and the sharp knife fell to the ground, unable to be lifted again.

The stranger took another step, and swept the stick against the ground, firmly sweeping it on Chen Hu's right ankle.

Click!

This sweep was so fierce that the sticks were broken in two.

Also broken was Chen Hu's foot bones, he let out an even more miserable howl, rolled to the ground, tears and snot and saliva all flowed out in pain, and his whole face was confused.

"Uninteresting ......"

The stranger threw the half-stick in his hand to the ground, clapped his hands, and walked away.

In the forest behind him, Chen Hu rolled on the ground in pain, constantly shouting, but this place was remote, no one passed by for a long time, naturally no one heard it, and came to the rescue. Or, even if someone really came, when they saw that it was Chen Hu who was injured, they might also avoid it and ignore it.

Since then, the domineering Chen Hu has disappeared; on Chenjiazhuang, Chen Hu, who has broken his hands and feet, has become a waste......

In this regard, the villagers applauded and said: "The wicked have their own wicked grinding!"

Chen Hu didn't say anything, no one knew what happened that day, and no one saw the mysterious stranger again......

......

"Therefore, it is said that the distinction between good and evil is not in one thought, but in obsession......"

In the dilapidated study, Chen Tang worked hard to write the last paragraph.

He's working on the question.

In the Yin State Imperial Examination, the main examination of the scriptures and righteousness articles, the questions are often a sentence in the scriptures, and may even only get one word.

For hundreds of years, the test has been taken back and forth, and there are only a few original scriptures, and many words have been tested, so there will be the problem of repetition. Therefore, the people who come up with the questions in the back must continue to innovate, rack their brains for this, and even toss out such strange topics as "truncated sentences" and "spelling sentences".

It is this scripture that takes one sentence and another scripture that intercepts a sentence, and then merges them to form a question, allowing candidates to solve the question, solve the question, and write an article.

The difficulty skyrocketed, and it was really a test to death.

In addition to memorizing all the scriptures and texts that are higher than humans, students also have to do a lot of questions.

Such consumption, ordinary people, etc., really can't bear it.

The difficulty of the imperial examination is by no means just talk.

Fortunately, Chen and Tang are both human beings, they are both "professionals", and they have practiced the spirit of heaven and man, both physically and mentally, they are full, so they can gnaw down a lot of homework in a short period of time, improve their level at once, and have the confidence to participate in this year's lifting test.

However, in his spare time, he did not relax and insisted on doing questions, the more difficult and obscure the questions, the more he had to do them.

The tactics of the sea of questions, although tedious and boring, are indeed effective.

In the past few days waiting to participate in the township literary meeting, in addition to going out to eat, Chen Tang mostly locked himself in the house to read and do questions.

When he's working on a problem, he'll punch in the room.

There are no moves, just relax the muscles and bones, play randomly, and there are several different styles of Tai Chi that are not similar to the gods. If you are seen by outsiders, you will think that Chen Tang is a ghost.

It is also necessary to meditate every day on Sundays. It can only be run once, which belongs to the power measurement and is limited.

Once a day, it takes about a quarter of an hour, but it is appropriate.

Maybe it's because of the exercises, from the first time, the qi of heaven and man generated is in the shape of a fish, and the world of the mud pill palace, the vast soup, seems to be the sea.

There must be some correlation between one fish and one sea. Small fish are raised in the sea, and when they grow and become big fish, there is no telling what will happen.

Time flies, and on this day, it is the day of the township cultural meeting.

Although Chen Tang had a lot of seizures on Yan Zhihai and had a huge amount of money, there was almost no one who had too much money. Besides, there will be many places to use money in the future, and Chen Tang doesn't mind participating in the township cultural meeting and competing for money.

Early in the morning, Wang Fu's uncle and nephew, who had made an appointment in advance, came in Wang Xiaowu's ox cart and picked up Chen Tang to go with him.

The venue of each session is different, and it will be held alternately between several major villages. However, Chenjiacun and Wangjiazhuang are both small villages, with a small population, and they lack the squires to take the lead, so they are not qualified to hold them. Every year, if you want to participate, you can only go to someone's village.

This year, it was Hujiazhuang who hosted the cultural meeting.