Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 82

Baili Dongjun returned to his examination table. He opened the steamer and took out the glutinous rice. He spread a layer of bamboo boards in front of him, then wiped a layer of glutinous rice on it, and then took out the steamer from the kit. He took a small ball, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then kneaded it into a powder, put a layer on the glutinous rice, then put a layer of glutinous rice on it, crushed a ball and wiped it on it. On the first floor, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, and there were no distracting thoughts in his mind.

On the other side, Ye Dingzhi stroked the body of the cow on the iron frame with his left hand, and took out a sharp knife with his right hand. He quickly scratched the body of the cow hundreds of times with that knife, and stretched out his hand casually. Pulling back suddenly at the cow's head - the whole cowhide was torn off.Whether it was the candidates or the invigilators at the side, seeing this situation, they all turned their backs in fright. This scene was really too bloody.But Ye Dingzhi just smiled, then took out some spices from his bosom, sprinkled them on the cow, and then put the raw firewood on the cow.If such a large cow is to be roasted, it may really take ten hours.

Baili Dongjun finished his work, then wrapped the whole glutinous rice with a quilt, and took out the wine jar and pressed it on it. He breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head and found that Ye Dingzhi was lying on the bed looked at him from the table.Baili Dongjun was taken aback: "Have you finished?"

"Delicious food in the world requires patience, not skill. Only food that takes time to make is delicious." Ye Dingzhi yawned, "I'm just waiting for my cow to be roasted bit by bit. It's ripe."

When it was time for the two to wait again, they observed the other examinees in Qianjin Platform together.

After Yin Luoxia, more and more examinees raised their hands to hand in the papers. Tianqi is indeed known as the city that gathers the world's most romantic spirit. The most candidates are those who take the chess and musical instruments exams. There were very few people in that test, and after a few hours, only the eldest son of He Junhou's mansion won Lingsu. On the musical instrument, Luo Xuan, the elegant son, suddenly visited the examiner for musical instruments. Among the nearly forty candidates, some played the guqin, and some There were those who played the jade flute and some who played the pipa, but in the end there were no more than ten people who could make Luo Xuan nod.And the remaining ones can be said to have their own special abilities.

An extremely burly man with his upper body bare was standing in a corner sweating profusely. Not only him, but also most of the students who were close to him were sweating profusely because he—— A simple sword-forging furnace.He held a red-hot sword embryo with iron tongs and placed it in the water tank next to him. With the sound of stabbing, a burst of water mist rose, and the strong man took out the sword embryo from the water tank. Afterwards, a delicate hilt was installed on it, and a small knife was drawn across the sword embryo lightly. After the stroke, the sword body emitted a burst of clear light.

"My sword is ready!" he exclaimed.

A handsome man on the right side of Mr. Liu Yue's chariot heard the words and stepped off the stage, and glanced at the sword: "Are you a swordsmith?"

"I am a swordsman, but the swords I use are all made by myself." The strong man replied.

The handsome man drew out the sword at his waist, and lightly touched the sword that the strong man had just swung: "May I try?"

"I advise you not to, the sword in your hand is not cheap, it's not good to waste it." The strong man smiled.

"Quite confident." The handsome man raised the long sword in his hand and swung it down vigorously. With a "bang", the long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces. He smiled, "Very good."

"Scattered swordsman, Lin Zaye, pass the first test!"

The swordsman named Lin Zaiye handed the sword he had just made to the handsome man who had just broken it, then he picked up his bag and walked out the door, passing by Bailidong who was sitting on the table observing everyone Jun Shi turned his head and glanced at Bu Ranchen who he put on the table, Lin Zaye said quietly, "You have a good sword."

Baili Dongjun pressed Buranchen vigilantly: "I know."

Lin Zaye smiled: "See you next time." Then he walked to the door and stepped out——

As soon as he turned his head, Baili Dongjun was looking at him, pressing his hand tightly against Bu Ranchen: "Do you have any ideas about my sword?"

Lin Zaiye scratched his head, spat on the ground, and cursed: "It's broad daylight, I've seen a ghost!" He was clearly walking towards the door, but he also watched himself stepping out of the threshold, how could he step out of it? Next, back to Baili Dongjun's side again?
Ye Dingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "After looking here for several hours, I finally saw... something interesting."

It was not only Lin Zaye who had problems, but several candidates who had passed or eliminated all began to wander around the entire examination room. It was obvious that the gate was there, but no matter how they walked, they couldn't get out.Uncle Tu sat on the stage with a confused expression on his face: "It's broad daylight, can a ghost hit a wall?"

"It is estimated that too many people were killed in this gambling house, and the evil spirits have come back to claim their lives." Second Master Tu moved a stool and sat next to Uncle Tu, mocking coldly.

"Then why don't you dare come to the stage, only dare to tease these people below?" Uncle Tu smiled and turned to look at Young Master Liu Yue, "Young Master, what do you say... eh? Why is it you again!" He turned his head clearly It was Mr. Liu Yue, but what he saw was still his annoying younger brother.

"It's Qimen Dunjia." Young Master Liu Yue said flatly.

"What is Qimen Dunjia?" Uncle Tu heard the voice coming from the left, and turned to the left again, but he saw Second Master Tu again, "My dear, it's really evil."

"Learn Qimen Dun, people don't need to ask. This is the art of reaching the sky, not evil, just strange. I won't break the formation. With this level of skill, I can pass." Mr. Liu Yue said lightly.

Lin Zaiye took another step forward, turned around and cursed: "Say it again, I'm not interested in your sword!"

There was a spacious avenue in front of him, and passers-by looked sideways. Looking at this noisy person in the street, Lin Zaye was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head, and walked to the side.

In the Qianjin Terrace, in the corner that was least noticed by people, a man wearing a purple cloak stood up. His hat was pulled down so low that people could not see his specific face clearly, and his voice sounded extraordinarily strange. Young: "Zhuge Yun, you have made a fool of yourself in front of the young master."

"Humble." Mr. Liu Yue gave a rare compliment.

Ye Dingzhi watched Zhuge Yun's leaving voice, and said calmly, "His surname is Zhuge."

"What does the surname Zhuge represent?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"It represents a lot, just like your surname Baili represents something." Ye Dingzhi said meaningfully.

Baili Dongjun jumped down from the table, opened the quilt, and found some thin black hairs on the glutinous rice, he took out a bottle from the kit, poured the liquid in it above the black hair.

(End of this chapter)