Inside the house, a piece of sandalwood is burning, and the smoke turns into a white pillar and rises, so the smell of sandalwood is very strong.

It is very peculiar that the smoke of this incense has risen a full meter before it becomes no longer straight, turning into a cloud of haze, like two straight roads after driving for a distance, and then meeting the handicap.

Jin Ye is still the same, sitting cross-legged on the soft collapse like a rich man, and behind him is a bodhisattva with the appearance of an arhat, but unlike those well-known arhats, this one is very unfamiliar, like a new god.

But it is powerful and domineering, and it makes people feel awe-inspiring at a glance, this is the tiger fairy who comes to worship by beating gongs and drums on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of Hanjia Village every year.

"yes, I see. Jin Ye's beard was gray, and when he nodded, he moved like a silver wave.

"Master Jin, what are you going to do?"

The crow pulled his feet on the ground, like a circle, jumped and walked two steps to a bottle of Moutai, his mouth snapped forward, and the porcelain bottle opened a hole the size of a grain of rice, and a rich aroma of wine overflowed, mixed with the fragrance of sandalwood, which looked very weird.

The crow's mouth stretched forward, its scarlet tongue kept rolling, and after a while, it drank all the Moutai wine.

"It's been decided a long time ago, isn't it, our two have been guarding here for more than ten years. Jin Ye stroked his beard, looked through the window of the house, and looked at Hanjia Village through the heavy rain.

······

The second day of the high school entrance examination.

Yesterday, the rain stopped after a day, in fact, it was so small that no one cared about it at noon, and some students who finished answering the paper were still thinking about whether they would get wet when they went out to eat and affect the later exams, and they were also relieved at this time.

The same goes for the proctor.

In the morning, when the sun shines out from the middle of the trees and gradually passes over the tops of the trees over time, the puddles in the low-lying areas of the school ground reflect the reflection of the buildings.

Han Yi and Li Dacheng walked through the rubber track playground of the third high school, listening to Li Dacheng and them talking about the correct answers to yesterday's exam, and they were also estimating their scores in their hearts.

Some of the manuscript paper can be taken out of the exam room, so it is easy to find the top students and gradually gather them into a set of correct answers.

There was still some time before the exam, and several people chatted next to the sports equipment on the side of the rubber track.

Not far away was the bottom of a low-lying rubber pit, and Han Yi saw the national flag and the broken cement building.

The location of the third high school is good, the towering trees on the periphery of the campus are the seat of the Sichuan Municipal Government, the continuous buildings are more magnificent than the high-rise buildings in Xixian Street, and the dilapidated cement building reflected in the low part of the puddle is an old building, which is being cleaned and demolished at an old age.

What will be in the future, Han Yi and these people don't know.

"Mathematics, English, Geography, Physics, I have completed four subjects, and today I will take the Chemistry, Chinese, Biology, History, and Politics exams. Five subjects a day, but it's a lot easier. Li Dacheng said this, and several people nodded when they heard it.

In addition to the first day of the exam, everyone was still a little apprehensive, and then adapted very quickly, after all, from childhood to adulthood, in addition to the exam, or the exam, the familiar can no longer be familiar.

A few people talked again, Li Dacheng looked at the time, and said that it was almost over, and several people took their respective admission tickets and walked to the examination room.

Today's first subject is chemistry, limited to one hour, the rhythm is very fast, after the test is completed, I will start to take the biology test again, and after the biology test, I will take the history test, three subjects in the morning, and language and politics in the afternoon.

Han Yi could see the more relaxed expressions on the students' faces, " Powerful kung fu comes from a little true touch in life, but people's minds are the most difficult to control, even if they are immortals, they will move mortal feelings, I practice kung fu to the strength, the whole body can control the qi and blood, but it is difficult to experience this feeling, but I also have feelings in my heart, for three years, after all, it is step by step out of the West County junior high school, like a mother knitting sweaters, a large reunion of sweater lines, constantly repeating the knitting action, into another look, but in fact it is still a sweater line. ”

"It's just that it's easy to knit into a sweater, but it's complicated to think about the sweater thread to be restored into a ball of thread. ”

This is the fact that a person's external environment is constantly changing, but the essence is not changing. ”

"Yes, the past is unattainable. ”

When Han Yi took the last Chinese exam in the afternoon, a faint smile rose on his face when he saw the essay title on the last page of the paper.

The title of the essay is: Good Words Like Spring.

He smacked and played, and after a few minutes, he finally started writing.

"How many good words have I listened to before I came to where I am today, and I am known as the first master of the young generation in the world?"

"Grandpa, Wu Shengli, Gao Yueyin, Lao Dong, as well as Yunzhou's Huajin Grandmaster, Ding Guosheng, Zhao Zhifeng, as well as Wu Tianshen, Chen Ziming, Li Rang, etc., as well as Nian Qianzhen, the third ancestor and the grandfather, these people ······"

Whew!······

The bell rang.

Han Yi looked at the composition he wrote, closed the pen, packed up his things, and handed in the papers, before walking out of the examination room.

Finally, my junior high school years are over.

Li Dacheng also came out and gave him a cigarette directly, and the two smoked on the playground without hesitation.

Han Yi took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and there was a shielded signal in the examination room, so he turned it on.

As soon as I opened it, a large number of messages rang out overwhelmingly.

Han Yi basically can't receive the above text messages on weekdays, and occasionally one or two still tell him that his mobile phone is in arrears, or that it is a fraudulent text message or something like that, and then more than a dozen of them flocked in, and he found that it was Han Xiaoye's text message at a glance.

As soon as he opened it one by one, Han Yi's expression gradually became solemn.

"Brother, read the letter and return quickly!"

"Brother, I'm afraid the third ancestor can't do it!"

"Brother, come back quickly!"

"Brother, why don't you turn on the phone yet!"

"Brother ······"

Han Yi snapped and held the phone, and the green tendons in his hands exploded, almost crushing the phone!

Is it so fast?

He called Han Xiaoye directly.

"Brother!" Han Xiaoye immediately picked up.

"How is the Third Patriarch?" Han Yi asked in a deep voice.

"I said that I had a life-saving injection, and now I'm waiting for someone outside to rush home, I can't come along!" Han Xiaoye's voice was very low, with a crying tone.

Han Yi's heart sank, "I know, I'll go home." ”

Thundered!!!

The thunder and lightning rose again, and the rain fell in a hurry.

"I'm leaving, something happened to the old man in the family, I have to go back to Hanjia Village, and call me if there is something. Han Yi said to Li Dacheng and walked outside the school.

"It's raining, how do you go back?" Li Dacheng's voice drowned out in thunder.

Han Yi disappeared in a few moments.

The bitter wind and rain fell on Han Yi's body, and Han Yi had already run to Xixian County after more than an hour.

This is the second heavy rain, and the river at the junction of Xixian County and Hetao Village has indeed flooded again.

Fourteen or fifteen meters wide of dirty yellow turbid water rumbled downstream, and the riverbank rose higher and higher, giving people the courage to break through the embankment in a short time.

Han Yi directly cut off a new one-meter-long tree, and jumped to the other side of the river without thinking about it.

After an hour of running in the rain, he lost too much physical strength and consumed a lot, and even if he opened the tail lull pass, it only provided him with a small amount of heat at this time.

Bang Bang!!

The branches of the tree kept falling into the river torrent in his hands, and he took advantage of the instantaneous buoyancy of the wood to step on it, and the Xingyi Fist had a record of the Grandmaster stepping on the lotus leaf head and flying over the pond, Han Yi's eyes shimmered, and after a few jumps, he crossed the flood and continued to Hanjia Village.

"Third Patriarch, wait for me!"

······

Can the recommended votes break 1,000?