Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 76 Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong
Wang Chen was about to push the murderer out, but suddenly he was stunned.
He felt like he was missing something crucial.
"Wait, what if the Xiao Ming in this question is the Xiao Ming in the previous question?"
"The bearded man didn't say that the two questions are unrelated. Does that mean Xiao Hong is the girl in the previous question?"
"This is an important clue!" Wang Chen nodded secretly.
"If this assumption is true, what if Xiao Hong is the saint in the first question? And Xiao Ming who saved him was stabbed through by him but did not die."
Putting the three questions together, it makes sense why this question is worth 70 points.
"Good trick, this fat guy is not simple."
Wang Chen nodded, and a picture appeared in his mind.
Xiao Hong is extremely talented and was chosen by the sect to be the saint. He has a backup named Xiao Ming.
However, for some reason, Xiao Hong was bewitched by the evil way for many years. Xiao Ming had a crush on Xiao Hong since childhood, and finally succeeded in his cultivation and killed the evil way and rescued Xiao Hong. Xiao Hong saw that she was saved and kissed by a spare tire, and then used her tongue to touch her teeth, so she pierced Xiao Ming with a sword.
Xiao Ming was not dead and did not hate Xiao Hong. He still pestered her. So Xiao Hong said, "If you can enter my sect, I will date you." As a result, Xiao Ming did not have enough qualifications and had to commit suicide. He was sent to the sect as a teaching material for corpse refining.
In fact, Xiao Ming was not dead, he just pretended to be a corpse. Later, he was noticed by Xiao Hong's master Murong and accepted as a disciple. Every day, he watched Xiao Hong and Murong do unspeakable things, and finally he became possessed. One night...
"Hmm? No!"
"Based on our reasoning experience, the murderer must be an unexpected person, so the above clues can be completely discarded!"
"I need to find the most unlikely murderer!"
" In other words , the murderer is not among these people." Wang Chen frowned.
"Who could it be? The most unexpected person in the whole story..."
"Xiao Hong?"
"Xiao Hong committed suicide!"
"Xiao Hong wavered between the relationship between master and apprentice, the relationship between her and Xiao Ming, and the gossip of the world. She started with sub-health, which gradually deteriorated, and she eventually suffered from depression and committed suicide!"
Wang Chen suddenly felt that it was not difficult to adjust his thinking mode to the frequency of the cultivation world.
"Well, Xiaoyao, why are you kneeling?" He then looked at Xiaoyao with some suspicion, her mouth slightly open and a dazed look on her face.
The bearded man took a sip of tea and said slowly, "This question is too long, and my mouth is a little dry. Okay, let's continue listening to the questions."
"Question: This incident has brought a huge psychological shadow to Xiao Ming. Candidates, please calculate the area of Xiao Ming's psychological shadow based on the above clues."
"It's indeed the style of the cultivation world." Wang Chen was stunned for half a second and sighed secretly.
Then his eyes turned red and he stood up,
"Are you sick for asking these questions?"
"You have the final say on all the answers."
"Bad breath and tongue brushing are interesting? Which eye of yours saw that man with bad breath used his tongue to brush the woman's teeth?"
His voice was filled with anger, but he was not completely crazy, and his mind was terribly cold.
Whoosh! The wind blew by, and the bearded man appeared in front of Wang Chen like a ghost, with a cold look on his face, holding the gleaming folding stool in his hand. His true power moved without wind, and he looked at Wang Chen as if he were a dead man.
The whole place was silent.
The bearded man’s ferocious power was still there as he had just knocked a Qi Condensation level 10 cultivator away with a stool.
Everyone was waiting to see Wang Chen's head explode.
But Wang Chen, who was in the red-eyed state, did not seem to stop talking. He used his true energy to communicate with the storage ring, and the Six Paths Sword seemed to tremble slightly in that small space. He continued: "Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, you only talk about Xiao Ming's story all day long. Have you ever considered Xiao Ming's feelings?"
"Shadowed area? I said it's this big, is it true?" Wang Chen slowly raised his left hand and made a small circle with his index finger and thumb.
Wang Chen stared at the bearded man. Although the other party was very strong, it didn't mean that he didn't dare to do anything.
"Are you done?" the bearded man asked coldly.
"It's over." Wang Chen didn't give in to the gaze.
"Please sit down when you're done." The bearded man said inexplicably.
"Please?" Wang Chen couldn't believe his ears until he saw the bearded man turn around and slowly walk towards the lecturer's table, and then he sat down inexplicably.
“???” He was full of question marks.
But the candidates around them were even more confused.
"Could it be that this guy has an amazing background?" All the candidates guessed so.
"Okay, time to answer questions. The bearded man who walked to the front desk returned to his angry look."
"Now the answer is announced..."
Wang Chen sat back down. He had cursed enough and felt good enough. If he couldn't pass the exam, then he didn't.
It's just that this bearded man is too calm.
"Xiao Yao, do you think this bearded man will follow me secretly, then find a deserted place and take out a folding stool to retaliate against me?" There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The inexplicable calmness of the bearded man made Wang Chen puzzled.
Xiaoyao's face was solemn. "I think it's very possible. You saw what happened to the Qi Condensation Master just now. You actually dared to confront him directly. I estimate that as long as you walk out of this classroom, there will be ten or eight big men lying in ambush, and then they will put you in a bag and carry you away with a sly smile."
"You can shut up now." Wang Chen felt that it was a mistake to ask this dog-headed military advisor.
"It was you who asked me, and now you want me to shut up. You are such a fickle person!" Xiaoyao protested loudly.
The bearded man said calmly and loudly: "The correct answer is that the shadow area in Xiao Ming's heart is this big." He curled up his thumb and index finger with his slightly fat hand and made a circle.
It turned out to be the same posture that Wang Chen had demonstrated just now.
The candidates looked at each other in bewilderment.
Wang Chen was stunned.
"This is not fair!" An examinee with a slender face but dressed in white rolled his eyes and suddenly slammed the table and stood up.
He was dressed in white, and looked quite ethereal, but his narrow eyes seemed a little out of place.
The bearded man suddenly snorted, "It's whatever size I say, what the hell do you have an opinion on?!"
"Don't try to be clever in front of me. Do you really think I don't know what's on your mind?"
The young man in white looked as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head. His face suddenly changed and he sat down.
He was extremely scheming and was the first one to realize that the key to the examiner's questions was probably not the questions themselves, but the people themselves. Therefore, he reacted quickly and pretended to be very stern, but he was unexpectedly seen through.
The little medicine is already sluggish, is this even possible?
Then two servants came in and led the failed candidates out.
Another servant boy who was about the same age as Wang Chen came towards him.
He looked at Wang Chen, who was somewhat alert and cautious , and said with a smile: "I don't know how many years it has been since Mr. Xiao passed the exam. You are indeed very talented."
"Mr. Xiao? This bearded guy can't be called Xiao Ming..."
Wang Chen seemed to understand something. When he looked towards the podium again, it was already empty.
That night, under the moon.
The moonlight fell coldly, like a silver gauze draped over a slightly plump figure.
The man had a big beard and kept staring at his hands. His slightly chubby hands were curled into a circle with his thumb and index finger.
"Xiao Hong, I didn't take it to heart when you slandered me in front of my master and fellow apprentices, saying that I kissed you, had bad breath, and pushed your teeth against you."
"It's just that your death, even after so many years, still makes me sad!" the bearded man murmured.
