Song Ci heard Song Fei's sour smell, and she comforted Song Fei: "Don't be discouraged, you are unlucky, and you just fell into a coma during the two years of development." Teenagers are the time when the body grows rapidly, but Song Fei fell into a coma and became a vegetable.
Song Fei was not comforted by Song Ci, she was very self-aware, and said, "When you were thirteen years old, you developed better than me." Big breasts and small breasts are born naturally, so I can't envy you.
The two looked at each other, and both felt that this topic was quite boring. Song Ci changed the subject and asked Song Fei, "How is it? Am I handsome tonight?"
Hearing Song Ci mention this, Song Fei took out her mobile phone and said, "I secretly recorded you talking at the banquet, and I will send it to Han Zhan when the Internet is available."
Song Ci gave Song Fei a thumbs up, "Well done! Come on, first let me appreciate my heroic appearance."
Song Fei found the video file and handed the phone to Song Ci, "Look at it."
There were so many people at that time, it was inconvenient for Song Fei to take pictures of Song Fei blatantly, so she hid her mobile phone under the table to take pictures secretly. In the camera, Song Ci only showed half of her body and a side face, looking confident and a little arrogant.
Throughout the video, Song Ci's speech is loud and clear, and every word is very clear.
Song Ci leaned against the table with her chin propped on her hands after listening to her speech, and sighed, "How can I be so eloquent? This mouth has entered the pyramid scheme, so I can become a small leader no matter what."
Song Fei: "In that case, I will visit you in the detention center twice a year."
After finishing speaking, Song Fei smiled.
Song Fei was born with a relatively small expression fluctuation, she only gave a short laugh, and the corners of her mouth were flattened again.
Song Ci reached out to pinch the corner of Song Fei's mouth, and pulled the corner of her mouth up into a smile, but it looked weird no matter how you looked. Song Ci gave up, she asked Song Fei inexplicably: "Song Fei, don't you feel your cheeks are stiff when you don't smile?"
Song Fei shook her head, "Not really."
The sisters have different personalities, Song Ci is born with a smiling face, and Song Fei is a cold face. Song Fei is always smiling, she is not used to it yet.
Song Ci asked again: "Then when you play me, are you still used to it?"
"Fortunately, the main reason is that everyone doesn't know you well, so I just need to smile cooperatively once in a while." Just maintaining Song Ci's persona in front of a group of strangers, Song Fei won't perform badly.
"That's good."
Song Fei said suddenly: "I see you didn't eat much of this at night, this fruit tastes good, you can try it." When Song Fei left the banquet hall, she touched a few Qiling fruits, and she took out the fruits from her pocket , gave Song Ci a few pieces.
Song Ci held the Spiritual Enlightenment Fruit, feeling sick again. Song Ci became more and more sure that this fruit was related to the medicine man.
Looking up, seeing that Song Fei had already taken a bite of the flesh, Song Ci told Song Fei abruptly, "These fruits grow on the bones of the medicine man."
Song Fei spat out the fruit in her mouth in one gulp!
She stared at Song Ci in astonishment, and said hesitantly, "What, what?" Song Fei, who always had a calm and indifferent face, now had a crack in his facial expression, and rarely stuttered, and couldn't speak smoothly.
Song Ci shrugged and added: "This is just my guess, and the truth has yet to be verified."
Regardless of whether Song Ci's guess was right or wrong, Song Fei dared not take another bite of this fruit. She threw all the fruit into the trash can, thinking that Song Ci didn't touch the fruit during the meal, so she asked Song Ci, "You found out a long time ago? Are you okay?"
Song Ci: "Very bad, heartache."
Song Ci feels pity for the Nangong clan. She stroked her heart and said, "Song Fei, I can sense grandma's position vaguely." Maybe it's because there is a feeling between the medicine and the people.
Song Ci looked at the mountains to the west, and murmured in a daze, "On that mountain, something is calling me."
Song Fei thought that the spiritual fruit grew on that mountain, and felt that Song Ci's impression might be right. "Remember, the letter we read before?"
"Remember."
"In the letter, Nangong Yingying once said that she is the woman who was locked up on the back mountain." Song Fei walked to the window sill, stared at the mountains in the middle and west of the night, and said thoughtfully: "In the mountains on that mountain Could it be the place where our grandma was imprisoned?"
Song Ci walked to Song Fei's side and leaned against the window sill with her.
The dark mountain top exudes a cold breath under the moonlight. When Song Ci thought of the bones of countless medicine men buried on that mountain, his whole body suddenly became uneasy.
She rubbed her arms through the sweater, always feeling chilly, as if in the sky of the Mo clan, there were countless invisible bastards crying.
Song Ci leaned closer to Song Fei, and Song Fei knew that she was frightened, so she hugged Song Ci tenderly. Only then did Song Ci feel more at ease in her heart, and she said, "Song Fei, find a suitable opportunity, let's sneak to the back mountain to have a look."
"It's hard to find the right opportunity."
"It's not difficult. On the day when the top three in the competition are announced, the old Patriarch will also show up. On that day, the whole clan will go to the square to watch. At that time, you can sneak into the back mountain to find out."
Song Fei thought about it seriously, and felt that Song Ci's method was feasible, but only if
"Can you make it to the top three?"
Song Ci: "."
"sleep!"
It was so cold on the mountain, Song Ci didn't even want to take a bath, so she took off her sweater and pants, and lay down wearing only thermal underwear. Song Fei also lay down lazily. She couldn't fall asleep for a while, so she turned over and poked Song Ci's shoulder. "Let's chat for a while."
Song Ci clicked his tongue, turned around, looked at Song Fei, "What are you talking about?"
Song Fei asked her: "Who was that person bought by Han Zhan?"
Song Ci snorted arrogantly, "Why should I tell you?"
Song Fei: "Then how are you willing to tell me?"
Song Ci immediately hit the snake with the stick and said, "Then tell me, what's your WeChat password?"
Song Fei laughed angrily, "Do you still want face?"
"Are you going to tell me?"
Song Fei thought that her WeChat change would not exceed 50,000 at most, so she said it. "889900"
Song Ci: "So simple?"
"Well. Are you willing to say it now?"
Song Ci: "I lied to you, so I won't tell you."
Hearing this, Song Fei immediately turned around in anger and turned her back on Song Ci, unwilling to talk to Song Ci anymore. Knowing that Song Fei was angry, Song Ci just accepted it. She raised her index finger, and wrote stroke by stroke on Song Fei's back, which was only wearing thermal underwear.
Song Fei concentrated on feeling Song Ci's strokes, and after Song Ci finished writing, Song Fei began to describe those strokes in her mind. After spelling all the strokes into characters, Song Fei's eyes widened in astonishment.
"How could it be that person!" Song Fei never guessed that the person who was bribed by Han Zhan would be that person!
Song Ci bent her lips and smiled, "You think it's incredible, don't you?"
"certainly."
"You think it's unbelievable, so the Mo people would never guess that that person would be a traitor. So, Han Zhan's trick is very good."
As expected of Han Zhan, he was heartless and cruel in his actions.
she likes.
After Song Fei knew the identity of the Mo tribe who cooperated with Han Zhan, she had been secretly observing that person the next day. She couldn't figure out why that person chose to cooperate with Han Zhan.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed since Song Ci and the others entered Mo's house. When get out of class was about to end at noon that day, the lecturer notified everyone of a news.
"Everyone, the first assessment will be held on time at 7:30 tonight. The examination room is in the Shensi Building. I hope all candidates will not be late."
Everyone was surprised to learn that the exam was at night. "Why are you taking the exam at night?" Everyone was whispering, curious about what the exam will be for tonight.
The aunt from Guangdong asked, "Mr. Mo, what is the content of today's assessment?"
Mr. Mo stroked his beard inscrutablely, and said: "The assessment will be announced on the spot in the examination room, please be safe and don't be impatient."
Hearing this, everyone was even more uncertain.
Is it necessary to keep it so secretive
No one knows what the content of the assessment is, even if they want to cram for a while, it will be unsuccessful. After all, what the Mo family valued was the knowledge accumulation of all the students.
Therefore, these foreign candidates are a little nervous.
Those who are going to participate in the assessment tonight are far more than the thirty foreign children, and the young descendants of the Mo family. The assessment is held every five years, and all the younger generations of the Mo family from the age of 15 to 20 are listed.
Mo Fengying, the proud daughter of the Mo family, will also participate in tonight's assessment.
When it was time for dinner, the conversation in the cafeteria was much less than the previous two days. Everyone was thinking about the exam tonight, and they were not in the mood to eat. Under the influence of these people, Song Fei also became nervous.
She gave Song Ci all her chicken legs and duck eggs, hoping to make her full so that she could concentrate on the exam. "You eat, eat to cheer for the exam."
Song Ci stared at the boiled duck egg in the bowl, and asked Song Fei, "You want me to take the duck egg test?"
Realizing that she had done something stupid, Song Fei hurriedly took the duck egg into her bowl, then picked up a slice of tomato for Song Ci, and said, "Eat the tomato, it's a good start!"
Song Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When did you believe this?"
Song Fei looked around at the examinees and said, "Didn't you notice that everyone is very nervous." They still don't know the content of the assessment until now, so can they not be nervous.
Song Ci naturally discovered it too. "The Mo family's assessment is really difficult. Let's eat first, there is no use being nervous."
The examination room was on the second floor of Shensi Building. Song Ci and Song Fei arrived in front of Shensi Building and found that the place was already full of people. Song Fei counted and there were only three or four candidates left.
Song Ci noticed that Mo Fengying hadn't arrived yet. As the young master of the Mo family, Mo Fengying was definitely going to make her final appearance.
There were more than 20 minutes before the exam time. Some foreign students stood under the Sun Chasing Arrow, looked up at the bow and arrow curiously, and asked the Mo students about the origin of the sword.
Among the foreign students, a man who looked about fifty years old called a young man beside him, and asked humbly, "Why is there a bow and arrow in this square?" Force is right.
The expression of the student of the Mo family was a bit unpredictable. He said: "This bow and arrow is called the Sun Chasing Arrow. It is not a weapon of our Mo clan, but a weapon of the female war god Nangongxian six hundred years ago. Back then, the female war god used to rely on With this bow and arrow, he wiped out foreign nations on the battlefield, and quelled external troubles and internal strife."
"Nangongxian" Song Ci walked under the bow and arrow. She looked up at the bow and arrow on the high platform, and couldn't help asking questions, "As far as I know, Nangongxian should be from the Nangong family. Why is Nangongxian's bow and arrow so different?" Appeared at your Mo's house?"
Song Ci turned around, looked at the Mo family student who spoke expressionlessly, and asked him, "I don't know, is there something else hidden in this?"
When the young man saw Song Ci, he was immediately amazed by her stunning face, and his eyes lit up. The young man stared at Song Ci's cold face, and asked with some joy: "Dare to ask this girl, but is it Teacher Song Fei?"
Song Fei has a very high status in the field of viruses, even if the favorite of the Mo family sees her, she must be called a teacher.
Song Ci imitated Song Fei's attitude towards people, and responded indifferently but politely: "We are about the same age, just call me Song Fei."
"Okay, Song Fei. My name is Mo Fengyang, and I am also a student participating in this assessment. As for why Nangong Xian's weapon is in my Mo family, there is indeed a reason."
Mo Fengyang was about to start telling the legendary story behind the bow and arrow when he heard a clear female voice from the back of the crowd, getting closer—
"Six hundred years ago, the ancestor of our Mo clan, Mo Liansheng, was a military doctor under the command of Nangong Fairy God of War. The old ancestor followed Nangong Xian in the southern and northern wars for several years. The two got along day and night and became a pair of bosom lovers."
The crowd parted, and three or four people strode in.
Song Ci turned her head and saw Mo Fengying.
Mo Fengying was wearing the same black school uniform as Song Ci, with a red belt around her waist with the number 28 printed on it.
She didn't realize that Song Ci had switched bags with Song Fei and mistook Song Ci for Song Fei. Mo Fengying nodded towards 'Song Fei'. "Mr. Song Fei, it's better to see once than to hear about it. The teacher is much younger than I imagined."
Song Ci said with a dull face, "Miss Mo is also very good."
Mo Fengying only thought that 'Song Fei' was talking to her politely, she turned to look at 'Song Ci' beside her, and said to her: "We meet again, Mrs. Han."
Song Fei imitated Song Ci's smile, and she tried her best to smile brightly and naturally, "Miss Mo, so you are also a contestant."
This Mo Fengying had met Song Ci twice, and Song Ci's reaction to Song Fei was quite acceptable, and Mo Fengying didn't see the clue, so she was relieved.
Mo Fengying said: "I was under fifteen years old five years ago, so I was not eligible to participate in the competition. Naturally, I can't miss this year's assessment."
Song Fei hummed, and didn't want to talk to Mo Fengying anymore.
Sensing the indifference of 'Song Ci', Mo Fengying felt a little strange. This Mrs. Han seems to be a little different from the previous two times, and her attitude towards herself is much colder. Could it be that she was still blaming herself for accidentally spilling hot water on her last time
As Mo Fengying was thinking like this, she heard the beautiful woman beside her ask: "Then what happened next?"
Mo Fengying was stunned for a moment before realizing that 'Song Fei' was asking her about the follow-up between Nangongxian and her ancestors.
Mo Fengying looked up at the bow and arrow, and she said: "Later, the border was pacified, and there was no more war. Nangong Xian returned to the capital, was promoted to a noble, and became a rare female general in that era. Came to Sichuan and established the Mojia Pharmacy.”
"So they separated?" Song Ci only cared about this.
Mo Fengying nodded.
Song Ci said again: "In those days, it was not easy to talk about love, and it was even more difficult to talk about breaking up. Who initiated the breakup?"
Mo Fengying pondered for a while before saying, "It's the ancestor."
Song Ci sneered, and pointedly pointed out: "So, Ancestor Mo abandoned the woman he once loved."
Mo Fengying frowned, feeling displeased at being offended. "It's too serious to say abandonment, but everyone has their own ambitions. What Nangongxian wants is to protect the family and the country and serve the motherland. What the ancestors want is to carry forward Chinese medicine."
Mo Fengying could not allow others to despise their ancestors.
But Song Ci felt that Mo Fengying's words were full of sarcasm, and she asked back: "Where can't Chinese medicine be promoted? The capital is so big, can't it accommodate your ancestors? Could it be that you want to go to this remote Sichuan?" Does he have any secrets that cannot be mastered?"
Mo Fengying fell silent.
Hearing what Song Ci said, everyone felt that Ancestor Mo was too ruthless towards Nangong Xian. It's just that Mo Liansheng, the medical saint of a generation, has a great reputation, and what everyone values is his ability in Chinese medicine, and they don't care so much about his personality.
Besides, this person has been dead for hundreds of years, so it is meaningless to talk about his relationship.
When Mo Fengying saw that 'Song Fei' was so aggressive, a thought came to her mind. Grandpa said that every medicine man would feel resentment and resentment when facing the Arrow of the Sun.
Every medicine man can empathize with Nangongxian's resentment. Could it be Song Fei
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