The demon is the best target, giving everyone a fair and honest excuse, the divine soldier, as if it is no longer the ultimate goal, but those people who eliminate the demon by the way.

Sikong Zhan didn't go out of his way to inquire about the Divine Soldiers, and he was extremely satisfied with the results after only hearing the news by chance recently.

The fact that the divine soldiers can't release spells has already been proved by Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, and if they make a big fuss a few times, it should be about the same. The only thing that made him feel a little dissatisfied was Xu Xian, who had yet to hear rumors that he knew how to spell.

In fact, he knew that Xu Xian was a little too reluctant, just like a small horse-drawn cart, Xu Xian couldn't stand it, Xu Xian was a nobody, not many people would pay attention, of course the information spread slowly, if the object was replaced by the county of Qiantang County, I believe the result would improve a lot.

Sikong Zhan's rescue of Xu Xian was purely a coincidence, and he thought that in order to catch up with the plan on the other side, he had to do a big job in Zhenjiang Mansion and cause a sensation.

It's not enough for people to know that the gods can't release spells, and they have to let people know about their spells as soon as possible, so as to dispel some lucky people when the time comes.

Another thing that caught his attention had just happened, and it was two scholars and pilgrims in Jinshan Temple that day. Among them, the scholar who shocked a group of young junyan at the poetry meeting seemed to be in trouble.

Because his talents were questioned.

In the private room of the luxury restaurant, Sikong Zhan smiled and listened to the conversation of several people in the compartment.

At first, he didn't want to listen at all, but as he listened, he realized that these people were not discussing the scholar outside the gate of Jinshan Temple.

"How can this be reasonable, I just can't swallow this breath, the poetry will be proud, the villain is ambitious, and it is so rampant that it is boundless. A poor boy from a small peasant family has become a big talent in the blink of an eye, and I don't believe what he says. ”

"I don't quite believe it, it stands to reason that if he really had such a good talent, he shouldn't have been unknown before, and he didn't even have a little fame, but now he suddenly appeared and became a blockbuster, which is really dumbfounded. ”

"What is there to guess, my son is ten percent a straw bag, and I can't tell who copied those poems, and it's not like something like this hasn't happened before. I even doubt that a peasant family who is not even from a poor family can afford to buy books and go to a college?

"The scholar didn't have a trace of literary and ink atmosphere, Shan, who looked like a scholar, no different from the gangsters in the market, exuding a little cleverness that he thought he had planned. ”

"Three years without a sound, a blockbuster, three years without flying, a soaring sky. It is undeniable that there is such a person, but that scholar, not me or him, but himself has a heartfelt inferiority, and can only rely on clumsy disguise to deceive others and make people tired. ”

"Hey, Brother Mingdao, don't patronize and eat, don't just a few of us here to discuss countermeasures, you have something to say." ”

"What is there to say, whether he really has the talent to learn when to do me, he is just a small person, don't take it too seriously. ”

"No, we don't want to be proud anymore, is there a way to let him show his old bottom?"

"Well, I have let him find out in secret, and if it is as he said, he has studied hard for many years, and is full of talent, and this is the end of the matter, and he is left to fend for himself, and if he is only a deceitful and a thief, let him go back and forth from whence to whence he wants. ”

"That's right, in this Zhenjiang Mansion, the Chen family lives in the family, and it is the clan of the county, as long as Mingdao wants to check it, there is nothing that can't be found. ”

......

"This man named Mingdao has some meaning"

Sikong Zhan whispered, but he was more interested in whether the scholar was an imposter or not, he remembered many examples of similar copying poems to become famous, and in the end, without exception, he got all three, and enjoyed all the glory and wealth.

At this time, his interest was aroused, and Sikong Zhan would pay attention to it, as for how to do a big ticket in this Zhenjiang Mansion, he didn't have the slightest clue, so he had to say it first.

Sikong Zhan came down the mountain, all the way to the mountains and rivers, this tube that, just do it casually, follow his heart, never forget his true purpose, has broken through to the Tianding acupoint of the three major acupoints, and he is now thinking more about the next major acupoint - this god acupoint.

Coupled with that piece of Xingchen Iron, he never really cared about foreign affairs that had nothing to do with these two things, it was the Quanzhen Sect, that was Ma Yu's head teacher, as a senior uncle, he just had to support him behind him, at most he would move his mouth and make some suggestions.

The Chen family is worthy of being the first family of Zhenjiang Mansion, and in just two days, Chen Mingdao checked the scholar to the bottom.

Family background, personal connections, economic and financial resources, whether you have bought books before, studied in the past, whether there are any special abnormalities recently, etc., cover almost all aspects of scholars.

After comprehensively analyzing the collected information, he finally came to the conclusion that the scholar was a fake farmer, because he was usually very envious of the reader, and he probably got a manuscript of his ancestors out of nowhere, so he boldly took it for himself, pretending to be a scholar, deceiving others and himself, and seeking fame and profit.

The truth of the matter finally came out, and those scholars who had never been convinced were boiling.

They knew that the scholar had no ink on his chest, so they discussed it sentence by sentence, as long as he was not allowed to take the ready-made poems, what kind of wine order, and make poems on the spot as pairs...... In short, it is to play tricks, let the scholar show his feet on his own, and expose his true face in public.

When the scholar surnamed Li Meizizi was invited, he was immediately dumbfounded, didn't everyone take out their own poems for everyone to taste together, why did it suddenly change, he can memorize three poems today, and he is ready to completely impress these arrogant people.

The change in his expression, the people present could see it all, and they were very clear in their hearts, many of them had strange faces, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear of disrupting everyone's plans, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

But this scene, the scholar surnamed Li didn't notice it, because his heart was already in turmoil.

As a result, every activity that examines the basic common sense of readers, he is full of ugliness, which makes the people around him laugh at it wantonly, and when it is over, he is finally coaxed out by everyone, and the harsh words still ring in his ears.

"You can't get a simple wine order, how do you make a poem?"

"I have a pair, listen, Shanglian is a forgetful hand behind him, huh? ”

"With autumn as the theme, everyone writes a poem by one, what's the matter with your poem? It's completely different from the title, you don't know the title, or where did you copy your poem?"

"You have read a book for a few days, how many words can you recognize? You dare to pretend to be a reader, and you are not afraid of being laughed at and lose your big teeth. ”

"You said that you have been studying hard for many years, and you must have copied a lot of scriptures and classics at home, so you might as well take us to your house to see how many books do you have in your house?"

"Don't be reckless, your background has long been checked by the Ming Dao brother of the Chen family, you probably don't even know much about the common sense of poetry, you can tell everyone about the rhyme of the battle, the chapter and structure of the beginning and the end, how about it? ”

"It turned out to be a big liar, kick him out. ”

......

The dream of the scholar surnamed Li has been shattered, all thoughts are lost, and he returned home like a walking corpse, with full of resentment and unwillingness, with a touch of white silk, and finally cut himself off from the beams of the house.