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Early in the morning, Bai Cheng opened his eyes, rubbed his messy hair, put on a cyan power suit, and turned to leave the room.

Last night, he always felt uneasy, and he had been pondering the origin of the mysterious old man, and he had not slept much all night, until the sky was dark, and he closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Bai Cheng came to the courtyard, shook his clothes, and breathed two breaths of cold air, only to feel a little better. He opened the courtyard door and stepped on the wet dew. Walk towards the Ming Hall in the west again.

Along the way, Bai Cheng met many students, both from the same line of rivers and lakes and the same lineage of the family, and for some reason, he felt indifference, or vigilance, or even hostility in these people.

Half an hour later, Bai Cheng came to Yingxi Ming Hall with full doubts.

The sky is bright, the sun rises in the east, the morning sun shines on the outside of the Ming Hall, a golden plaque shines brightly, every pillar, every brick and tile exudes golden light, with a trace of sacredness. At this moment, the Ming Hall is not like a school, but like some kind of sacred sacrificial place, and there is no sense of demonic and evil breath at all.

The main entrance of the Ming Hall was wide open, and there was no one outside the door.

Bai Cheng muttered in front of the door for a moment, walked into the gate, followed the stone path, and came to the palace again.

Unlike yesterday's empty room, more than a hundred tables were densely placed in the palace room, occupying all places except the high platform.

In the upper left corner of each table is a bronze paperweight, under which is a yellow note half a foot long and three inches wide, with a personal name written in cinnabar.

In addition to the note, there is also a bowl of water, an inkstone, a pen and a piece of ink on the table, and a futon under the table.

Bai Cheng glanced to the side, turned his head to look at the corner where he had met the thin old man yesterday, it was empty, and there was no trace. He thought about it, walked slowly to the corner, and walked through every position without the slightest abnormality, and then let go of his breath.

He turned around, scanned the room again, and suddenly found that the copper locks of the black lacquered wooden doors on both sides of the palace were gone, and the wooden doors were still closed.

His actions were watched by many people.

Before Bai Cheng came in, many students had already come to the Ming Hall one step ahead of him, and these people looked at his movements, some of them showed thoughtful expressions, and some of them sneered lightly.

Although many students have already come here, the palace is quiet, no one speaks, and they are all closing their eyes and resting.

Bai Cheng found the table with his name written on it, and sat down cross-legged in the left position of the third row, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Before the vast majority of students come to Baihutang for further study, they will understand the rules and arrangements here in advance, and make preparations in advance, and some even start all kinds of responses a year in advance, except for Baicheng.

When he was in the Flying Star Gate, he had asked Jiang Fanghe about the White Tiger Hall, but Jiang Fanghe had never been here, and he didn't know much about it.

After a stick of incense, more than 100 bookcases were gradually filled with students, and gradually they were not as quiet as just now, some people were still closing their eyes to recuperate, some were whispering, and some people had begun to study ink.

In front of the left side of Baicheng, there was a young man in blue, named Liu Boqin, a disciple of Xiaohanshan in Zezhou.

Bai Cheng called in a low voice: "Senior Brother Liu!"

Liu Boqin turned his head and said in a low voice, "It's Senior Brother Bai." ”

Bai Cheng asked softly, "What are we doing here today? Why don't you see any teachers coming to class?"

Liu Boqin was taken aback and said, "Senior Brother Bai doesn't know?

Bai Cheng smiled bitterly: "The junior brother was born in the Flying Star Gate, and no one in the door has ever been to the White Tiger Hall, and there is nowhere to inquire. ”

Several people around them cast strange glances, followed by a soft sneer.

Liu Boqin said in a low voice: "According to the rules of the White Tiger Hall, we..."

With a "squeak", the side door of the palace room opened, and a tall and thin man walked out of the wooden door on the left side, followed by two servants, each holding a large roll of paper, tired and panting.

This man was more than ten feet tall, converted to the length of the earth, more than two meters, his face was sallow, extremely thin, his wrists were not much thicker than a bamboo pole, but he wore a wide robe, and walked like a flagpole in the wind.

This person stepped onto the high platform in a few steps, stood high on the platform, his thin face was like a skeleton, and smiled at the students, the horror was inexplicable, and several female students were so shocked that they lowered their heads.

The man smiled and arched his hand and said, "You have worked hard, Zhou Jin of the Sprinkle family has seen your brothers. ”

Bai Cheng was slightly stunned, this person had a northern accent, and he called himself Zhou Jin, he couldn't help but think of a big case that shocked the world.

Ten years ago, Chen Guo's criminal department caught a thief named Zhou Tong and prepared to behead him after the autumn. Before the execution, his brother Zhou Jin visited the lobby of the Punishment Department at night and found Bao Jiugong, the secretary of the Criminal Department, saying that he could make a great contribution, hoping to save his brother from the death penalty.

Bao Jiugong agreed to his request, but only gave him thirty days, and Zhou Jin took the order and left.

More than 20 days later, Zhou Jin returned, bringing with him a map of the Jiangbei defense of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Bao Jiugong was taken aback when he saw the drawings, and brought this Jiangbei defense map to the military department overnight to verify the authenticity.

After ten days of validation, the Ministry of War confirmed that the defense map was true, and relying on this defense map, it sent a three-way army to attack Jiangbei, destroying the three major shipyards of the Northern Wei Dynasty in one fell swoop and burning more than 100 warships. In the following ten years, the Northern Wei Dynasty sailors disappeared from the Yangtze River.

Zhou Jin also became famous for a while, and the Northern Wei Dynasty released a rumor that as long as he could take his life, he could seal the Marquis of Wanhu. It's just that after this incident, Zhou Jin disappeared, and no one in the rivers and lakes saw this person, and over time, his whereabouts became mysterious.

However, Bai Cheng vaguely remembered that Bai Tiehan once said that he had met Zhou Jin, was extremely tall, grew up in the north since he was a child, and spoke with a northern accent.

Bai Cheng looked at the person in front of him, if he guessed correctly, this person was the Zhou Jin nine times out of ten.

Thinking of this, he looked at this person a little differently, and several other students in the audience guessed the identity of this person, showing surprised expressions.

Zhou Jin didn't seem to be aware of it, and then said: "According to the rules of our White Tiger Hall, everyone must take a test before studying, and our White Tiger Hall will teach students according to their aptitude according to this result." ”

He pointed to the two people beside him and said, "The exam is divided into three sessions, which are divided into three days, the first one is the written test, and what they hold in their hands is the test paper of the written test. Each person has two hours to answer the questionnaire, and he will not wait for the time to expire. ”

Bai Cheng didn't expect that the first day was the exam, and the afterglow swept to both sides, and the faces of the other people in the field remained unchanged, as if they already knew about it.

Zhou Jin coughed lightly twice, and then said: "There is a saying that the Sprinkle family said in the front, the results of this exam are very important, you don't play any hidden tricks, otherwise there will be times when you regret it." Of course, don't think about favoritism, otherwise you won't even have a chance to regret it!"

With a wave of his right hand, he said, "Let's start curling!" (To be continued.) )