Boss, please help

Chapter 110 Old Ghost
Teacher Zhou was holding Luo Xue's finished test paper, his expression fluctuated, and he couldn't believe it.

One hour and 10 minutes to complete the regular three-hour competition test paper, which is equivalent to only one-third of the time.

It is true that exam time is often used for gifted students to hand in papers in advance.

Even if it is a national or even a global competition, there will always be students who hand in their papers ahead of time, and the earlier they do it, the better their grades will be.

One hour and 10 minutes, this answering time is not unique. Mr. Zhou has also heard that some top physics students have completed the competition papers.

But those are the usual mock exams, and in the formal exam room, no one would really spend more than an hour to complete the exam papers before handing in the papers.

At least they will recheck again, or even do the test paper again, to ensure that the big answer is correct to the greatest extent.

But Luo Xue was different.

Teacher Zhou watched her do the questions the whole time, and it is very clear that she is absolutely capable of these questions.

There were no drafts for the multiple-choice questions and the fill-in-the-blank questions, and there was no sign of anxiety on his face. After a little calculation in his mind, he could come up with the real answer.

Based on this alone, her level has surpassed more than [-]% of the participating candidates.

It should be noted that the competition topic, even the simplest multiple-choice question, involves so many calculations and numerical equations?

How inconceivable is it that the correct answer can be obtained only by mental calculation, and the time is far longer than that on scratch paper?

As for the short-answer questions, Luo Xue's calculation steps and answering ideas were even more unreal.

There are at least three ways of thinking about the correct problem-solving steps for each question, and finally the correct answer is obtained by different routes.

As for Luo Xue, she chose the fastest, most effective, and simplest way to solve problems.

What does this mean?
This means that she has simplified the complexity, deeply comprehended the thoughts and ideas of the questioner, and perfectly restored them.

Why does a sophomore in high school have such a terrifying amount of knowledge and keen thinking?
At least the word genius is not enough to describe it.

Teacher Zhou was full of emotions, and finally understood why Guo Mingliang valued Luo Xue so much.

If it were him, he would only value it more than Guo Mingliang.

So, he asked: "Student Luo Xue, are you interested in changing classes? I will be added as a physics teacher in Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior Two, as long as you transfer to..."

It's a pity that he was only halfway through the conversation when he was interrupted by an annoying voice.

"Old Zhou, what are you doing? Poaching my students in front of me, do you look down on me? Do you want to bully me?"

Guo Mingliang stared and began to roll up his sleeves.

Teacher Zhou glanced at him contemptuously, and said lightly: "What do you call your student? This is a student of the school, don't use your personal tricks on the group.

Besides, I'm doing this for the good of student Luo Xue.I don't need to tell you what Class [-] looks like, don't you think Luo Xue is like a lotus flower growing in a rotten pond in Class [-]?Looking at it makes people feel awkward. "

"What the hell is your rotten pond, so what if it's a rotten pond? Haven't you heard that the silt will not be stained? Isn't the lotus flower only grown in the rotten mud pond? You give the lotus a diamond pond, you See if the lotus grows long?"

Guo Mingliang started spraying on the spot.

WTF?It's too much, the head teachers of other classes are thinking about the only baby in his class all day long, digging the wall openly and secretly.

He is not a clay figurine, how could he not be angry?

Even the clay figurines were almost melted with anger.

But he couldn't help it. The situation in class seven made it impossible for him to speak out to keep Luo Xue.

Fortunately, Luo Xue didn't care about it, she rejected all the head teachers' solicitations, and stayed firmly in Class Seven.

How should I put it... In short, Guo Mingliang felt very refreshed, bursting with excitement, and at the same time, he had a better impression of Luo Xue.

At this moment, Mr. Zhou is poaching her favorite student directly in front of him. How can Guo Mingliang bear it?
"Don't tell me what's there. In a word, you, Guo Mingliang, can't teach a student like Luo Xue."

Teacher Zhou waved his hand, not wanting to talk nonsense with Guo Mingliang.

Guo Mingliang sneered and said, "Hehe, it sounds like you can teach me?"

Teacher Zhou:"……"

It has to be said that Guo Mingliang's heartfelt words are like a double-edged sword, piercing into Mr. Zhou's heart, and at the same time piercing into his own heart.

Yes, for such a student, which high school teacher can pat his chest and say that he can teach it?

Such a person should have been in the young genius class of a key university, and should not be mixed in with ordinary students and study step by step.

This is a waste, both for the students and for the country.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for your attention, but I think Class Seven is pretty good and there is no need to transfer classes."

Seeing the two staring at each other, Luo Xue couldn't help interjecting.

Teacher Zhou heard the words, thought for a while, and persuaded: "Student Luo Xue, I know that you students will become friends after staying for a long time, but students should still put learning as the first priority. A good learning environment and competitors, And better teachers can help your academic performance to a higher level."

"Ha ha."

Guo Mingliang let out a laugh that disgusted Mr. Zhou, and said, "Old Zhou, let me explain to you. It doesn't matter which class Luo Xue is in, because she is already No.1 and will always be No. 1."

Without waiting for Mr. Zhou to refute, Guo Mingliang continued: "Enough is enough. If you are not convinced, we will look at it in the next monthly exam. Student Luo Xue took the car for six or seven hours, and you immediately took another exam .She's tired, so let's not bother her."

Teacher Zhou: "...All right, student Luo Xue, rest well and have a good game tomorrow. Let's go first."

Luo Xue stood up: "Goodbye, two teachers."

"Goodbye, goodbye, don't send it off, take a good rest."

After Teacher Zhou and Teacher Guo left the dormitory and closed the door, Luo Xue opened the Xuanyin wooden box again and took out the previous wooden figure.

A faint phantom floated out of the wooden man, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

That phantom floated in front of Luo Xue, Gao Guanbo with an ancient and clumsy face, bowed to her with extremely ancient noble etiquette.

Luo Xue looked at him without saying anything.

That phantom kept the gesture of saluting, motionless, allowing his figure to fade away.

After a while, at the moment when the phantom was about to dissipate, a pure white spark the size of a grain of rice appeared on Luo Xue's fingertips again.

With a flick of her finger, a meter of sparks landed on Xu Ying.

It's like adding color to a sketch, the faint phantom is solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the face is not visible, even the clothes on the body emerge.

Xu Ying bowed solemnly to her again, with a look of gratitude on his ancient and clumsy face.

Obviously, Xu Ying was very excited about Luo Xue's help to stabilize his soul body.

His lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.

But Luo Xue didn't need to hear the voice, her divine sense could receive the meaning from the other party.

"Thank you for your mercy, Supreme Immortal God."

Luo Xue stared at him for a long time, then asked calmly: "Why did you help me suddenly, you really almost lost your mind just now?"

"May I have your mercy, I beg your mercy."

Luo Xue smiled silently, this old ghost is not stupid at all.

I have never had time to deal with him, and he must have sensed that the situation is not good, so he desperately wanted to come out to hand in the certificate, and block that cursed kill for himself.

The reason why Luo Xue did not dispose of the old ghost attached to the Xuanyin wooden box was also to obtain some information.

"Your name, and your identity?"

"Zi Chu, the king of Han Jiang. Shang, the princes."

Luo Xue was not curious. In fact, from the shape and pattern of the hilt of the Pearl Flying Sword, she could roughly guess that it was extremely old, around 1000 BC.

The old ghost's answer only confirmed her guess.

Zi's ​​surname, Shang Dynasty, princes and kings.

This also fits Luo Xue's guess about the former owner of the Pearl Flying Sword, a long-standing ancient nobleman.

Luo Xue asked: "I want to know, how did you get this wooden box and the sword inside?"

Hearing the words, the old ghost with an ancient and clumsy face pondered for a while, then opened and closed his lips silently again.

In the Wuyue area more than 1000 years ago, it belonged to the fiefdom of King Hanjiang, who was also known as Zichu.

In a certain year, monsters appeared in many places in the country. They liked to eat people, could breathe fire and water, and were extremely powerful.

Prince Han Jiang organized troops to suppress him, but he was wiped out many times.As a last resort, he asked the capital Shangjing for help.

After the king of Shang got the letter, he ordered the national teacher to come to help.

The national teacher carries a sword case, and when he meets a monster, he opens the sword case to reveal a radiant light, and where the light shines, the monster turns into dust.

However, after the national teacher killed more than ten monsters, he attracted many monsters, commanded the zombie army, and besieged the national teacher and his party.

The national teacher opened the sword box and released the flying sword. After killing dozens of hundreds of monsters, he was exhausted and killed, leaving no bones left.

The sword box and flying sword in his hand were also missing.

After the remaining monsters killed the national teacher, they began to exterminate the creatures. After three years of slaughter, Han Jiangguo almost became a land of no one.

Perhaps because Han Jiangguo could no longer find food, the monsters retreated without a trace.

It took [-] years for the sub-office to barely restore half of the population of Han Jiangguo again.

In the past [-] years, Zichu has also been looking for the bones of the national teacher and the flying sword in the sword box.

Not only did he search again, but even Shangjing Shangwang sent people to search for it in Hanjiang Country, but nothing was found.

In the end, everyone gave up, only Prince Han Jiang was still searching and never gave up.

Until 33 years later, a hunter accidentally found the sword box in a cave in a canyon, and brought it out to present to King Hanjiang.

King Han Jiang got this rare treasure, so he was willing to hand it over to King Zhou. He quietly dealt with Orion, and left the sword box behind.

The flying sword in the sword box has lost its supernatural powers, but it still cuts iron like mud, and the snow is perfect, and it is invulnerable to water and fire. It can be regarded as the best sword in the world.

King Han Jiang was afraid that the news would leak, so he ordered the master swordsmith in the country to smelt the meteorite from the sky into juice, and put it on the sword, completely covering its appearance.

The sword was also equipped with a hilt, and it was named Longyuan, which means the abyss of Longzang.

Zichu loves this flying sword very much, and at the same time he also loves Wu Jiwu for the sword box.

The original sword box was just a long and narrow wooden box without any decorations or patterns on it.But Zichu personally carved patterns and colors for the Xuanyin wooden box, covered it with gold and inlaid with jade.

When carving the old pine on the Xuanyin wooden box, because the wooden box was too strong and the pine nuts were too fine, his fingers were injured many times, and blood spilled on the wooden box.

As soon as the strange bloodstain fell on the Xuanyin wooden box, it would be absorbed immediately, and no trace of blood could be seen.

Zi Chu thought that the sword box was supernatural, so he absorbed blood essence to repair the flying sword.

Therefore, he fed the Xuanyin wooden box with blood from his fingertips day and night until the day he died of old age.

Later generations respected his last wish, and took the Xuanyin wooden box and Mingzhu Feijian as his personal burial objects, and buried him in the tomb built long ago along with his body.

When Zichu became conscious again, he found himself in the Xuanyin wooden box, watching his body slowly decompose, watching the coffin pier and other funerary objects gradually turn into mud, and watching his curtain collapse ...

He seemed to be imprisoned in a dark prison, day after day, year after year.I don't know the changes of the vicissitudes of life, I don't know the changes of day and night.

This kind of experience was too miserable, Zi Chu wanted to die but couldn't really die.

He wanted to go crazy, but the Xuanyin wooden box forced him to be sane and not go crazy.

Until I don't know how long it took, someone dug out the curtain that had collapsed long ago, and brought the Xuanyin wooden box to the world.

Zi Chu has been an old ghost for thousands of years, but because he has no way to cultivate ghosts, he is still just a wandering soul.

The only innate skill may be the possession of ghosts.

By absorbing the energy of the host, his body gradually solidified, and his strength also became stronger.

The hosts who got the sword box died one after another, which made the Xuanyin Wooden Box even more famous.

In the collection world, collectors are extremely afraid of the Xuanyin wooden box, but everyone can't help but want to collect it.

Until the end, it fell into Wei Minxing's hands.

After listening to the old devil's narration, Luo Xue already understood the reason why he was able to save his life so proudly.

Blood from fingertips is blood from the heart. Feeding the Xuanyin wooden box with blood from fingertips day and night is equivalent to forcibly linking blood to become the owner of the Xuanyin wooden box temporarily. contact.

To put it simply, Zi Chu left his mark on the Xuanyin wooden box with his own blood.

So after his death, when his soul was floating, he sensed the traces on the Xuanyin wooden box, and floated into the Xuanyin wooden box.The Xuanyin wooden box thought he was the master, and instead of resisting his possession, it drew out Yin Qi to warm and nourish his soul.

It can be regarded as a coincidence.

It's a pity that Luo Xue didn't get the information she wanted to know the most.

It's a pity that the soul attached to the Xuanyin wooden box is not the soul of the national teacher.

Luo Xue thought for a while, then asked again: "Who is that national teacher, and how much do you know about him?"

"National teacher?"

(End of this chapter)