I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 77
The appearance of a strange place caused everyone inside and outside the examination room to fall into an unprecedented shock.

Since Wenli was born, it has always been a scholar who can prove the way of Wenli, and the powerful mind power is a branch that gradually developed later.

There is also an unwritten rule in this, if you want to gain the power of thought, you can almost only be a scholar who devotes himself to practicing poetry with his writing power, and only those with excellent aptitude can feel it.

That is to say, without a systematic study of writing power and proficiency in using it, it is almost impossible to generate mind power, and it is impossible for such a strange place to appear in the college examination room.

This made everyone feel shocked and puzzled, and even more curious about who can generate thought power, and use it so vastly in an instant.

All the officials on the north tower were also puzzled, and they all agreed to ask Song Mu how he got his mind power.

And at this moment, there was an extra pair of eyes on the north tower, scanning the examination room for the first time.

In Mr. Fengming's decadent eyes, there was a little more color at some point

At the same time, Song Mu in the test room finally slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment when his eyes were clear, the strange world that was restrained around Song Mu also suddenly disappeared.

Song Mu felt that his whole head was extremely clear at the moment, and his thoughts unconsciously spread to the examination room, what the people around him were doing, and even the heartbeat of the examinees in the examination rooms recently, the sound of pens and brushes, They all perceive it clearly.

Song Mu still wanted to try to make all this clearer, but he found that the words on the papers could not be read clearly, and the paper seemed to have a kind of foggy atmosphere, which hindered his thoughts to explore.

Song Mu was slightly surprised, knowing that the pens, inks, papers and inkstones distributed by the examination institute must have something unique, so he gave up the idea of ​​exploring again.

The vortex of thought power in Song Mu's mind was rapidly consumed, and it lasted for a while. After Song Mu realized that his thought power could detect anything within a range of about 50 meters, he quickly withdrew his thought power.

Then Song Mu looked at the articles and verses written in front of him and examined them with great concentration, completely unaware of what he had just done in the examination institute.

When Wen Xing Qingmang entered the body in large quantities, Song Mu had only one thought at that time, which was to let the power of thought break through.

In order to achieve this, Song Mu can be said to be concentrating on promoting the entire thought force vortex movement all the time. Although he can feel that his poems may also trigger other things, he can't control it completely for a while.

Now that I opened my eyes, I saw that the surroundings were very peaceful. Except for the stunned expression of the soldier in front of me, everything else was as usual.

Anyway, I was stared at by a soldier like this yesterday, Song Mu didn't take it seriously, but carefully checked his article.

The sun was approaching unitary hour at this moment, and the second exam also ended at dusk. Song Mu had already finished writing the essay, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He couldn't stay in the exam room any longer, so he beckoned to hand in the paper.

Coming out of the examination room, Song Mu also came to the examination room of the examination institute again. Today, there are already a lot of people gathered here, and the time for the second day is too much. After everyone reaches the stage, they also come here wait.

Those who came here are all candidates who have successfully gathered their writing skills, all of them are in the realm of scholars, and those who are still writing hard in the examination room at this moment are probably making their final efforts at this moment.

Song Mu walked by and saw that there was no place to sit in the test booth. After standing there for a while, Song Mu felt a little hot and smelled faintly again, so he glanced at a person near the test booth. The corner was shaded by trees and shrubs, and Song Mu couldn't control that much at the moment, so he lifted his robe and sat down there.

Sitting on the ground, Song Mu also looked around. Most of the scholars here are in their 30s and 40s, and occasionally there is a [-]-year-old among them.But Song Mu didn't see the students from Shiyang County among them.

At this moment, all of these people's faces were filled with joy, and their brows were mostly congratulatory, and they were even discussing loudly how to congratulate tonight.

If it weren't for this place being an important place for the examination institute, these people would have spoken out about their identities.

But even so, the crowd was a little noisy, and the soldiers on duty at the side also stepped forward to suppress it several times.

Song Mu let out a long breath, and now he was lying on his back under the tree, the heat from the ground was baking his back, but Song Mu's eyes were looking at the blue sky above his head through the leaves.

It has been nearly two months since I came to this world. In the past two months, I have experienced countless things, and I have persisted in order to be able to be admitted to the scholar.

With the literary power surging in his body and the clear thinking power running in his mind, Song Mu knew that he had taken the first step in this world.

As if a stone had been put down in his heart, Song Mu felt that he had fulfilled a promise.

The road ahead also suddenly widened, and it seemed that there were opportunities everywhere.

The last time I experienced this feeling was when I received the university admission letter after the college entrance examination.

This warm wind and warm sun make people feel peaceful and comfortable. In fact, there is something mysterious about this world.

Song Mu smiled and closed his eyes, trying his best to feel everything at the moment.

Perhaps Song Mu's movement of lying on his back was a bit rude and inappropriate, and the few soldiers on duty at the moment looked at it again and again, but Song Mu was originally inconspicuous in the corner, and because of Song Mu's status as a scholar, he was hesitating. Dare to step forward.

When a scholar next to him saw this, his expression froze immediately, with a bit of displeasure on his face.

He and two or three good friends pointed at Song Mu immediately. The tall and thin chin was raised high. When Song Mu appeared in the examination room just now, they had already noticed this tall but too young man.
He is so young, but he is not the famous person he knew in his mind. Several people discussed lightly, but they came to a conclusion.

That is to say, this young man must not have written articles well, and perhaps he just happened to barely enter the realm of a scholar.

But now that he is a scholar, he should show the appearance of a literati, instead of being in such a state, being lazy and lazy here, which is unseemly.

The tall and thin scholar exchanged glances with his friend a few times, and immediately walked towards Song Mu.

At this time, other people in the test room looked over, and among them were people who knew Song Mu by chance, but they didn't make any moves when they saw this situation.

And some other scholars who also didn't recognize Song Mu's face turned their heads to look at it at this moment, with a hint of watching a theater on their faces.

Song Mu was still closing his eyes to feel the strong literary power in his body, when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching, he opened his mind, saw a scholar walking over, and opened his eyes immediately.

"Your Excellency, this is an important place for the examination institute. I don't think your body is disabled, so you don't need to sit on the floor like this?"

As soon as Song Mu opened his eyes, he heard the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks say this, and he was also surprised at the moment, and couldn't help frowning.

Whenever I find a place to sit by myself, someone will come up and say a few words.

Song Mu sat up straight and looked at the other party again, pursed his lips slightly, and then only replied softly.

"Have you ever heard a story?"

"Huh? What story?" The scholar paused, looked at Song Mu and asked.

"Mencius wants to divorce his wife."

After finishing speaking, Song Mu lowered his eyes and continued to sit on his back, ignoring this guy at all.

As soon as the voice fell, the scholar's face immediately froze, a little annoyed.

But when the words came to his lips, the scholar swallowed them alive.

Song Mu’s words are not without cunning. This is an allusion about Mencius. It is said that Mencius came home one day and saw that his wife was not sitting properly and was out of manners, so he threatened to divorce her.

But Mother Meng asked Mencius that you had knocked before you entered. Mencius shook his head, knowing that he was being rude first, and then he abandoned the idea of ​​divorcing his wife.

This is actually just an example of procedural justice, but the reason is very simple. Whoever is rude first has no right to say that others are rude.

And just now, among the few scholars I have, none of them are full of arrogance in their chests, shouting loudly, and losing the demeanor of a literati.

That's why the scholar paused for a moment, and was at a loss for words.

But this man was not timid, this time he had an embarrassed smile on his face, and he didn't even blink his eyes, he just stared straight at Song Mu, and said immediately.

"I said, Your Excellency, you are already a scholar, you should still pay attention to your image, otherwise it will be seen by the grown-ups, what a shame."

Seeing that the other party was still reluctant, Song Mu let out a deep breath at the moment, and then said something lightly.

"Oh."

"Huh?" The man was a little confused when he heard this, and asked Song Mu with a frown.

But Song Mu just pursed his lips, then shrugged, not intending to answer the other party's question at all.

This made the guy suddenly feel challenged, and seeing his friends looking at him, he opened his mouth and said it again.

"Your Excellency, I just kindly remind you why you are so ungrateful."

Song Mu still ignored the other party, but turned a deaf ear.

Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth immediately, and refused to turn his head to leave, so he cupped his hands and asked a question.

"I don't know your name, but today I, Liu Jianyu, have learned the lesson."

Hearing the other party's question, Song Mu also let out a deep breath, then stood up, and said straightly.

"My lord, Song Mu."

The voice was not loud, but everyone in the field heard it, and when they heard the name, almost everyone was stunned for a moment.

Because of this name, everyone is very familiar with it, but now it is well-known in Jizhou Prefecture.

That Song Mu who wrote two consecutive poems handed down from generation to generation!

Even great scholars are full of praise!
Everyone was slightly shocked, but their eyes gradually focused on the tall boy sitting on the steps.

Even the voices that the soldiers had been unable to suppress before had completely disappeared at this moment.

That Liu Jianyu also had a lump in his throat.

But immediately, they suddenly looked towards the sky.

At this moment, a brilliant neon is flying from the sky.

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