Yun Wuyi prepared a carriage to send Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan to the medicine king competition.
Zhan Zhan leaned against the carriage, looking at Han Feixie who was wearing the mask without any trace, and felt that buying this mask was really the right one, and his sickly appearance was in line with Han Feixie's current physical condition.
Han Feixie closed his eyes and rested his mind, opened his eyes, and looked at him.
The two watched for a while.
Zhan Zhan took the lead to break the silence, coughed dryly and said, "I just use your face to be dazed."
Han Feixie said, "When will it be returned?"
"Uh, if you are in a hurry to use it, take it back."
Han Feixie stretched out his hand, supported his chin with his fingertips, slowly, slowly, turned his head back to the front, and then continued to close his eyes and meditate.
Zhan Zhan: "..."
The medicine king competition is divided into inner and outer courts. The outfield is the largest Yinyue Plaza in Tiandu, where auditions are held, and almost three-quarters of the candidates will dismount here. Those who pass the audition enter the infield—the Golden Sun Palace connected to Yinyue Square.
Although Zhan Zhan set off early in the morning, the square was already crowded with people when he arrived. Many people squatted in the square a few days ago and lined up.
Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie got out of the car, and just as they didn't know where to get in, they saw Luo Ying's petite figure nimbly running out of the crowd, "Come with me, my lord." Here, he is a local snake. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie followed him and quickly rushed to the examiners of the audition.
When the examiner saw Luo Ying, he flipped his palms and gave two research certificates directly. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie were dragged into Jinyang Palace by Luo Ying without even showing their faces.
Not long after the audition started, only a handful of people entered the Golden Yang Palace, and the inexperienced candidates wandered around like headless chickens, and no one paid any attention to them.
Luo Ying brought them two forms and pens with ease.
Zhan Zhan felt dizzy when he saw that he was about to write, so he handed the form and pen to Luo Ying, "You write for me."
Luo Ying was stunned for a moment, bowed her head and smiled, and obediently took it.
Seeing this, Han Feixie, who was filling out the form, looked curiously at the two of them.
After filling out the form, Luo Ying consciously ran to hand in the form.
Looking at his cheerful back, Zhan Zhan suddenly understood why the old Zhan Zhan was willing to associate with this person. Luo Ying knows what people say, is diligent in doing things and understands people's psychology. It must be very comfortable to be with ordinary friends. As for whether he can see the truth in times of crisis, that's another matter-it's too tiring to make friends and be prepared for danger in times of peace.
At least compare...
He glanced at Han Feixie, and felt that he could understand Jiu Zhan Zhan's thoughts more and more.
Of course Han Feixie noticed his gaze, and said with a sinister smile, "What did you mean by that look just now?"
Zhan Zhan said, "Are you tired?"
Han Feixie said: "Constantly suppressing the desire to beat someone is really tiring, how about I relax?"
"... I have persisted for many years, and it's not bad for a while. Just bear with it." Zhan Zhan moved his body quietly to the side.
Luo Ying ran back and led them to the lounge to rest, "I'll pick you up when the time comes."
Zhan Zhan hurriedly thanked him.
There were a few benches in the lounge, and Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie occupied two in the corner, closing their eyes and resting their minds. Not long after, candidates came in one after another. Of course, the candidates who came in knew that those who could sit here would most likely be accepted by Yao Wang, so they couldn't help exchanging pleasantries.
Zhan Zhan listened to their self-introduction, and didn't bother to strike up a conversation without hearing a familiar name.
It was almost noon when no other examiners from Luo Ying came over. Zhan Zhan knew that he might not be able to take the exam in the morning, and was thinking about how to notify No. 1 to deliver the meal when he saw an acquaintance walking in from outside.
"This dude has also passed the audition and confession, don't know what to call him?" A candidate was flattered a few times, a little bit flattered, and happily ran to strike up a conversation.
The visitor didn't even bother to sweep his eyes, so he walked over to Zhan Zhan, "You passed too?"
Zhan Zhan said: "I came in to deliver food."
"... Where's the food?"
"In a bucket."
"Where's the bucket?" He looked around.
"In front of me."
"..."
Zhan Zhan looked back innocently.
The neglected examinee immediately burst out laughing like revenge.
"Snapped!"
The laughter was dispersed by applause.
The examinee who was beaten staggered to his feet and shouted in a mixture of shock and anger, "Why did you beat me?"
"My name is Wei Long. If you want revenge, just come to Wei's house to find me." Wei Long snorted coldly.
Although the examinees came from all over the country, the Wei family still knew that the Five Families of Tiandu were definitely not something small families like them could afford to offend.
The candidate softened in shame and horror, and squeezed into the other candidates.
The other candidates dodged away one after another.
After Wei Long finished killing chickens and monkeys, he glanced around and saw that no one dared to look at each other, so he turned his head and sneered at Zhan Zhan.
Zhan Zhan "hahaha" laughed three times, "Wei San is Wei San, so smart."
Wei Long had seen his sharp teeth before, and refused to answer, but he didn't expect Zhan Zhan to flatter him this time.
Han Feixie asked, "Why is he so smart?"
Zhan Zhan said: "He slapped someone for fear of being slapped back, so let the other party not move now, and then go to his house to avenge him after he returns home. When the time comes, the whole Wei family will mobilize. The enemy has seven or eighty hands."
Han Feixie raised the corner of his mouth, looking at Zhan Zhan with admiration.
Being ridiculed, Wei Long's face turned blue and white, stared at Han Feixie fiercely and said, "What are you!"
Han Feixie's smile did not change, but his murderous intentions had already begun.
Zhan Zhan knew that anyone who offended the protagonist would end badly, so he blurted out while gloating: "My elder brother."
Han Feixie was a little surprised that he spoke so smoothly. The identity Yun Wuyi fabricated for him was a distant relative of the Zhan family.
Wei Long suddenly laughed, "Even if you miss Zhan Lei, you don't need to ask a country boy who doesn't know where he came from to make up the number."
Zhan Zhan was a little angry. Although he has never seen a living Zhan Lei, but because of the relationship between Yun Wuyi and Ning Chunyi, he has a very good impression of him. Wei Long used the dead to provoke him, which is too low. If the Wei family were all dead, he would definitely not say anything about the Wei family!
Just as the two sides glared at each other and the war was about to break out, Yao Wang's apprentices came in and invited them to the cafeteria for dinner.
The flames of war rested for a while.
Just resting for a while, just looking at Zhan Zhan and Wei Long's eyes when eating, we know that they intend to supplement their nutrition and make persistent efforts.
Wei Long's participation in the Medicine King Contest was entirely caused by the fact that Ning Chunyi sent herbs to Zhan Zhan and knew that Zhan Zhan was going to participate. He regretted that he was too reserved just now and didn't fight against Zhan Zhan. If he really did, he might anger those old guys and kick them out, completely smashing Zhan Zhan's wishful thinking.
But it was his wishful thinking that was shattered faster.
After eating, Zhan Zhan, Han Feixie and Wei Long were sent to three different lounges.
The one in Zhan Zhan is the largest and can accommodate sixty or seventy people. Judging by the clothes of those people, they should be from the worst family among all the selected candidates. Given Zhan Zhan's family background, no matter how much he was assigned, he should never have been assigned here. Obviously, someone was obstructing him. He didn't care, and still chose the corner seat.
Seeing that he was well-dressed, the others came up to strike up a conversation.
Zhan Zhan dealt with it with a grin. When asked his name, he said that his name was Zhan. When asked about his place of birth, he said that his mother hadn't gone far when she was pregnant, and she was on the bed at home.
Others asked for a long time and couldn't figure out why, so they stopped asking.
Looking at the sky outside the window, Zhan Zhan yawned bored.
When I was reading the text, the Medicine King Contest was only a few pages, and it was over after flipping through it, but I had to pass every minute and every second in it, which was really tormenting.
The door of the living room was suddenly pushed open.
An examiner walks in with a group of men in black and red cloaks.
The examiner said calmly: "That's all, you can figure it out yourself."
The man in the black and red cloak was dissatisfied: "How could there be only so many people in the Medicine King Competition?"
The examiner said: "Of course there can't be only these people. There are a lot of rejections out there, so go find it yourself."
The eyes of the person in the black and red cloak turned cold, but luckily he was pulled back by the person next to him.
The person who held him whispered a few words before saying to the examiner, "Okay, let them come over one by one."
After all the people in black and red cloaks turned and left, the examiner sneered and said to the examinees in the room, "Bring up your research certificates, and I will report my number in a while, and they will come out one by one."
Some candidates asked doubtfully, "Is this the exam for the Medicine King Competition? We are here to test the Medicine King's apprentice."
The examiner said impatiently: "Nonsense! Otherwise, what are you going to do?" Before he left, he caught sight of Zhan Zhan out of the corner of his eye, was slightly startled, hesitant to speak, then thought of something, shook his head and walked out.
He was hesitant on one side, while Zhan Zhan was in doubt on the other side.
He stated with certainty and firmness that those people with black and red cloaks never appeared in the "Peerless Sword Evil" Medicine King Competition!
Is it because the plot already existed but Han Feixie didn't come across it, or was the plot affected by the butterfly effect again
Zhan Zhan was very depressed.
The numbers were reported very quickly, one after another.
Candidates saw that the candidates who had gone out came back quickly, and they all came together to ask what was going on. The examinees who came back were also in a daze, saying that they entered a room, picked up a bouquet of flowers, and then came out.
…
The candidates looked at each other.
Soon it was Zhan Zhan's turn. Seeing that the people in front of him were all fine, Zhan Zhan boldly walked into the next room following the guidance of the examiner of the Medicine King Competition.
Black and red cloaks sat in a row.
He counted, there were five of them.
The one in the middle, who is in his sixties or seventies, looks very kind, and speaks even more kindly, "Come on, kid, hold up the pot of flowers in the middle."
Zhan Zhan looked down at the flower pot that was placed alone in the middle of the room, and for some reason felt a little pitiful for it, so he bent down and picked it up.
"Okay, you..." The kind old man was about to nod to let him go out, when he saw the potted flower blooming slowly.
The two men on the right next to him jumped up excitedly.