The three finalists lined up in a row, walked up to Mr. Chen Yin, and bowed together. For this literary giant, including Xue Poye, even if they were a little uncomfortable with his personality, they were still impressed by his character.
Prestige is still extremely respected.
Mr. Chen Yin stared at Xue Poye, stroked his beard and sighed: "Xue Poye, it seems that I underestimated your ability before, I didn't expect you to reach this step." After a pause, he smiled lightly and said: "But
It’s not easy to pass this level.”
The scholars all around also gathered on both sides, gathering the three finalists in the middle.
Xue Poye gave a salute and said with a smile: "The road must be walked step by step, and this exam must be passed step by step. Sir, I am fair and strict. We must follow the rules and always do our best."
Mr. Chen Yin showed an extremely complicated expression on his face. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, showing appreciation, but in the midst of the appreciation, there seemed to be an extremely repulsive and disgusting look.
Xiao Moting put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "I am over fifty years old and have been cultivating my heart and art for decades. It stands to reason that I should have disciples all over the world. However, I have an extremely eccentric personality and will never accept disciples easily. If I don't have the qualifications,
Even if you are smart, it will be difficult for you to get into my door."
The literati around him all echoed, praising Xiao Moting for his rigorous selection of disciples, and that every disciple is a great person.
Naturally, Xiao Moting would not listen to these words. He waited until everyone's voices became softer before continuing: "I gave up the idea of accepting disciples many years ago, but...!" He glanced at the three of them and finally said:
"But I still have a daughter by my side. I have always been very worried about her. She is getting older and is not married yet. Therefore, I always want to choose a good marriage for her, which relieves my worries."
There was a burst of exclamation from all around. No one knew that Xiao Moting had such a plan. Everyone thought that Xiao Moting had become interested because he was old and wanted to choose a talented person to teach him what he had learned. Unexpectedly, this time he chose
The disciple actually contacted Zhihu.
Xiao Suzhen is a beauty in Hangzhou. Not only is she beautiful, she is also talented. She can be said to be a first-class woman, and she is the dream lover of many men.
Judging from today's situation, Mr. Chenyin is going to choose a good son-in-law among the three.
Xue Poye already knew that it was nothing, but Xiao Yingxiong and Young Master Song were inexplicably excited, their pupils dilated, and their breathing became rapid. Young Master Song even shook his hands slightly, unable to hide the sudden feeling.
He was filled with great joy, as if Xiao Suzhen was already in his arms.
"This time we broke the news and gathered talents from all over. First of all, we wanted to teach him what I know and learned, but the most important thing is that I want to entrust Suzhen to him." Xiao Moting put his hands behind his back and looked extremely serious.
"The three of you who can pass the previous tests are naturally healthy, intelligent and talented young people. Suzhen will definitely not be wronged if she is entrusted to any one of you." He pointed to the center of the courtyard.
The big vat said slowly: "But if you want me to entrust Suzhen, you have to break through this last hurdle!"
After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the vat.
There is nothing special about the surface of the big vat. It is just a very ordinary clay vat. You can also see it in ordinary people's homes. The only strange thing is the fishy smell coming from inside. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the big vat.
There was a "hissing" sound inside, as if there was something alive inside.
Xue Poye squinted his eyes. Even though he was smart and witty, he still couldn't figure out what was going on in the jar.
Suddenly I heard Xiao Moting shout loudly: "Bring it up!"
I saw several people coming out from the side. The two in front were carrying a large table, while the person in the back was respectfully holding three scrolls, and the last person was holding a pen and inkstone.
The table was set up, the three scrolls were placed on the table in turn, and the pen and ink stone was set up.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what kind of dragon gate array Mr. Chen Yin had set up. However, seeing Xiao Moting's serious face and unsmiling expression, it seemed that this matter was really extraordinary.
Xiao Moting walked to the table, pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Before the last level, you still need to do something." He gently touched the scroll and said calmly: "If you want to pass the level, sign your name on it.
Just give your name and signature and you can go ahead, if not, just give up."
Young Master Song looked at Xue Poye, then at Xiao Yingxiong, and smiled coldly. At this point, even for Xiao Suzhen, a beauty as beautiful as a flower, there was no reason to back down, and he stood up without hesitation and said:
"I'll sign it." He didn't know what was written in the scroll yet, but in front of everyone, he thought I could act as free and bold as possible.
Xiao Moting had no expression on his face, just nodded and said: "Choose any volume and sign your name."
Mr. Song glanced at the two people around him, and then under everyone's gaze, he walked gracefully to the table, took a roll at random, and opened it gently.
After Master Song opened the scroll, he only glanced at it twice. His face suddenly changed color, even a little pale. He couldn't help but look at Xiao Moting, who was standing aside without looking at him.
Others can't figure out why Mr. Song changed color. What is on this scroll?
Mr. Song put down the scroll and looked around. Seeing everyone staring at him, he panicked a little. He reached out to get the brush, but he didn't catch it. When he held the brush in his hand, he shivered. The words on the brush
A few drops of ink splashed down.
Xiao Moting looked on with cold eyes and gently shook his head.
Mr. Song finally gritted his teeth, signed his name on the scroll, put down the brush, and stepped back. The look on his face was still ugly.
When Xiao Yingxiong saw Mr. Song coming, he immediately went over, opened a scroll, looked at it for a few times, frowned, hesitated slightly, and signed his name on it. Compared with Mr. Song, who was timid for a long time, but he was more handsome.
many.
After Mr. Song and Xiao Yingxiong signed their names, everyone's eyes were focused on Xue Poye. Even Xiao Moting was stroking his beard and looking at Xue Poye.
Xue Poye smiled faintly. He seemed to have thought of something in his mind. He walked slowly to the table and opened the last scroll. He saw the words "Life and Death" written in black and white on the white paper.
"Sure enough, it's this kind of thing!" Xue Poye had a faint smile on his lips. In the eyes of others, he looked much more free and easy than the previous two people.
Xue Poye picked up the pen, signed his name, and then retreated.
The life and death certificate clearly stated that this final level involves life and death. If something unexpected happens, it has nothing to do with others and is just left to fate.
From this point of view, the name in this earthen jar is really not simple, otherwise it would be impossible to establish such a thing as a life and death certificate, so the three finalists who signed the life and death certificate all set their sights on that very ordinary earthen jar.
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"Everyone, these three certificates are life and death certificates. All three of them have signed their names. In other words, if the disaster affects life or death, it has nothing to do with others." Xiao Moting said calmly: "In this way, all three of you can participate in the final level.
The winner of the exam will be my close disciple, Xiao Moting, and also my son-in-law, Xiao Moting."
Only then did everyone realize that the three scrolls actually represented life and death.
This last level actually involves life and death. It seems that Mr. Chenyin is really hanging on.
Xiao Yingxiong finally asked: "Mr. Chen Yin, I don't know what to say about this last level? Is it a literary competition or a martial arts competition?"
Xiao Moting put his hands behind his back, walked to the tile jar, walked around the tile jar, stopped, and said slowly: "There are thirty venomous snakes in this tile jar, all of which were obtained from the mountains." He paused.
After a pause, he continued: "Su Zhen's mother once left an iron hairpin as a relic to Su Zhen. The iron hairpin is now in the earthen jar, and even among thirty venomous snakes. At that time, we were quite
Because of poverty, I just bought an iron hairpin, but this iron hairpin is thousands of times more valuable than gold and silver hairpins. Whoever among the three of you can take out the iron hairpin first will be considered successful.
That is, I, Xiao Moting, am the last disciple."
The surrounding people were shocked, and there were even more discussions after that. No one could have imagined that Xiao Moting would have such a big problem.
Thirty venomous snakes, no matter which one is bitten, there is a danger of life. Mr. Song's face has completely darkened. Xiao Yingxiong frowned and stared at the jar, while Xue Poye also touched it.
Nose, thinking about countermeasures.
Mr. Qingyi stood behind Xiao Moting, looked at Young Master Song, and said with a smile: "Young Master Song, you were the first to sign the life and death certificate, why don't you go up and give it a try first? It's just a bit dangerous, so be careful."
In fact, Mr. Qingyi was more optimistic about Xue Poye this time. With these words, he defeated Mr. Song's army.
Mr. Song gritted his teeth and seemed to be trying to muster up his courage, but when he heard the rustling sounds in the jar, his whole body felt hairy.
Xiao Moting waved his hand, and someone immediately went up and opened the lid of the earthen jar. A fishy smell came out, and the whole yard was immediately filled with a disgusting smell. Many people were secretly blaming Xiao Moting for doing something improper and setting up a trap.
Such a weird and weird level is really insulting to politeness.
But how can outsiders know that Xiao Moting has good intentions? How can he get a true son-in-law if he doesn't use this method?
The lid was opened, and a few people braved the courage to go up and take a look. Sure enough, they saw that the deep earthen jar was filled with terrifying venomous snakes entangled together. Thirty venomous snakes were entangled and twisting in the earthen jar, spitting out cold messages and hissing.
There was a hissing sound, and the entire bottom of the earthen jar was completely covered, and the shadow of the iron hairpin could be seen nowhere.
Mr. Song came up and took a look, his face was ashen, he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Chen Yin, you just want us to get the iron hairpin from this earthen jar?"
Mr. Chen Yin, Xiao Moting, did not reply, but nodded slightly.
"But...!" Mr. Song glanced at the poisonous snakes entangled in the jar again, and said with some dissatisfaction: "This jar is full of poisonous snakes, and the iron hairpin can't be found. How to take out the iron hairpin?"
"This is your problem!" Xiao Moting said in a cold voice: "If there is no way, you don't have to take it. No one will force you."
Young Master Song hesitated to speak and rubbed his hands. He didn't have the cold and arrogant attitude just now. He was indescribably anxious. Seeing that he was only one step away from becoming Xiao Moting's disciple, he would have a bright future, and he would even have Xiao Suzhen.
Such a man is so beautiful, but he really can't take this last step. Could he really stupidly put his hand into this earthen jar full of poisonous snakes to find the iron hairpin?
The life and death certificate has been signed. If there are any shortcomings, then it will be a real death in vain.
Xue Poye suddenly thought of Mr. Chen Yin and said, "Sir, Xue Poye would like to go out for a while and collect some things. Is it okay?"
Mr. Chen Yin did not speak, and Mr. Qingyi immediately said: "Take-takers are not allowed to go out, but if you really want to take something, you can have someone pick it up for you. You can ask people to pick it up at will."
Xue Poye hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, I have a friend outside, let him come in, I will tell him."
Mr. Qingyi nodded in agreement, and Xue Poye called for You Shaoqing. He pulled him aside and said a few words. You Shaoqing was a little confused, but he still nodded in agreement and ran away.
Everyone was surprised for a while, wondering what Xue Poye asked people to pick up——
There is no doubt that the update will be interrupted for a few days. I would like to say sorry first. There are too many things to do during the New Year and there is no way. I will start to resume the update. Thank you for your continued support, haha! dd