Outside the temple, the night wind was howling, as if wild wolves were howling.

"Tsk, it is possible to encounter wolves in this kind of broken place, but has there been a shrine here?" Although I knew that there was a wolf unlikely, the thin man couldn't help but worry and stretched his neck to look out: "Why don't I think there is one? Could it be that I remember it wrong?"

As he said that, he saw a black shadow flashing outside and screamed: "Brother Yan, someone is there!"

"Ha?" Yan Er Ge was also shocked. If someone heard what he said just now, he was afraid that it would be a cause of trouble. When he was about to throw the bones in his hand and go out to investigate, he heard the screams of a wild cat from outside.

"Look at you! You are so scared by a wild cat!" Brother Yan's second breathed down and spat, stared at the thin man.

The thin man was also a little embarrassed: "I... didn't I hear this wrong?"

After a while, the thin man couldn't help but stand up again. Seeing that Brother Yan glared at him, he said cramply: "That... I'll go outside to get rid of my hand."

It caused Brother Yan to frown: "Go quickly and get away. I'm eating meat, don't smell it!"

I muttered to myself: Why is this kid so much?

The thin man was in a bad mood, so he went out and thought: "What's so great? He's just like someone who's been with Brother Zhang. I'm still afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

He even speeded up his hand, untied his belt, and did not intend to go too far. He put water in front of the wall at a little further apart.

In February, the cold wind penetrated into the cracks of human bones. The thin man hurriedly put the water down and was about to lift his pants and tie his belt. In the dark sky, a piece of light suddenly sprinkled in the cracks of the clouds. He saw that two shadows appeared on the wall facing the wall.

"Ah, this is..."

Before he could turn around with horror, a severe pain accompanied by a heart-warming coldness came over his chest half a beat.

Looking down, I saw a sharp iron tip, with blood pouring on it. This... is my own blood? Are I going to die here?

As the iron thorn was pulled out, he only let out a muffled cry of resentment and fell silently.

"This thin man is easy to deal with, there is one left inside." Su Ziji dragged the dead body to the corner of the wall and looked at the door of the temple.

Without deliberately concealing his steps, he walked over with an iron thorn.

Brother Yan didn't raise his head, thinking that it was a thin man outside, so he was slow to come in, and immediately shouted: "Fenghan, why don't you come in and close the door!"

Then there was a dissatisfied curse, and among the two, the thin man was the oppressed one.

Su Ziji didn't say anything and stabbed in with the iron.

"You have a lot of peeing on a lazy donkey. If you don't have luck, how could Brother Zhang let you follow you? You deserve to be timid and starved to death..." Brother Yan frowned and suddenly felt a little strange.

This kid usually makes excuses and pleases him, why is there no movement at all now?

I just raised my head and saw only the sharp iron thorns that poked towards my chest.

"Ah!" Brother Yan was shocked and quickly turned over and hid, but there were a lot of things piled on the ground, and there were some gravel and wood. Although he reacted in time, he had not completely avoided it. He heard a "puff" sound and stabbed into one side. The severe pain made Brother Yan scream.

Pull out the weapon and a bunch of blood spurted out.

"Who are you?" Yan Erge took advantage of the fire and saw that a young man standing in front of him was far inferior to his burly figure. He felt a little calmer. Then he saw that the other party failed to hit the attack, and he seemed to be panicked. His hands holding the weapon were shaking slightly, thinking that he had guessed the truth.

He approached and cursed fiercely: "The robbery hit me. I know who I am? I am the subordinate of Boss Zhang, you...ah!"

Su Ziji didn't talk at all, just looked at Brother Yan. When he saw him slowly approaching, he was about to snatch his weapon, he dived and just stabbed.

"Puff" the iron pierced into it again, and then penetrated from the chest and penetrated from behind.

Brother Yan opened his eyes wide and didn't want to believe that he had died at the hands of a young man. He stared at the young man with a feeling of dying with his eyes closed.

He had injured someone in his previous life, but it was the first time he killed someone. He didn't feel it when he killed the first person. At this time, he killed Brother Yan. Only then did Su Ziji feel a little scared, his palms were sweating, and his back was soaked.

A gust of cold wind blew in the temple, as if someone was wailing and unwilling to accept it.

Su Ziji closed his eyes: "Where are ghosts and gods in this world? Even if there is, I will just be tooth for an eye for an eye. If I don't kill them, they will definitely kill me."

I will recite this silently and open my eyes without fear.

"Although this place is remote, you can't let the dead bodies be kept like this."

"I just heard that these gangsters had their lives in their hands, and they were all sinking into the pond. It can be seen that this method is feasible. It is better to let the corpse sink into the river."

Thinking of this, Su Ziji was about to drag the body away, and stopped his movements: "See if there is any money on his body, everyone will be killed, and the wealth will not be left alone."

After searching, I found a piece of silver cake, which was five taels, and there were scattered pieces of broken silver and copper coins, which were about two or three taels.

"An unexpected joy, is this what the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple pays? Why is it only five taels?" Su Ziji understood again in a blink of an eye: "The Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple pays ten taels, and Boss Zhang takes half of it, which is natural."

Putting the silver in his arms, Su Ziji put two dead bodies on a dilapidated wooden board, and even the blood was not cleared. He dragged the wooden board and pulled it directly to the river bank, tied a stone, and two corpses were thrown in and sank in a blink of an eye.

"The snow is still falling, and the traces are quickly covered up. Besides, even if it is discovered, there will be no evidence of death."

"Such a person is a gray area and has a life in his hands. Even if he loses his people, he will not dare to report to the official. Of course, there must be revenge."

"But there is a time difference. After all, the biggest guarantee is the current success."

The snow was very heavy, and Su Ziji was covered in sweat. If he went out, he would easily turn into a cold wind. In ancient times, this was a very dangerous disease. When he turned around the temple, he killed two people, but the bonfire crackled, and the meat boiled on the rack still emitted a strong smell that was salivating.

Su Ziji did not move, but just posed, closed his eyes to calm down the discomfort of killing just now, and recalled the scene just now.

"It was OK when I was assassinated for the first time, but the second time I was actually a little busy, so I gave the second person a chance. Sure enough, killing someone is completely different from never killing someone."

"It's not a skill problem, it's mentality and experience."

"Especially experience, this spike has a completely different result if it deviates by one cent."

The time was very short just now, and Su Ziji was thinking and adjusted the angle slightly. Suddenly, a feeling of ease came up.

"Su Style Boxing Level 3 (58/2000)" A prompt suddenly appeared on the iron spike, which scared Su Ziji. After a while, I realized that it was this.

"Updated?" Su Ziji looked carefully, for some reason, but he always felt that it seemed a little brighter, but it could not be clearly distinguished.

"No matter what, eat meat first."

At this time, the god of calm went to see that there was a divine curtain hanging down in the shrine in the main hall. It was a goddess, and there were some shrimp soldiers and crab generals nearby. This should be the water god, right?

The altar table was empty, let alone offerings, even the incense burner was only some old incense ash, which seemed to have been a long time since no one came to worship it.

Such a scene made Su Ziji unable to help but shake his head and bow to the goddess in the shrine: "After all, I borrowed the land of this water god to rest. Even if there are no ghosts and gods, I should do my best to regard it as the guest's gratitude to the master."

Thinking of this, Su Ziji picked up the incense, lit it with a fire stick, and lit it three incense sticks. After thinking about it, he took out a cold steamed bun from the oil paper bag in his arms and put it on the table... This was out of sympathy.

Of course, it would be good if the gods don’t eat steamed buns and there is a child who can’t eat them.

"Skeletons are the remains of ancestors. The grave is not safe now. It will not be too late to be buried after the matter is resolved." The more gloomy it was outside, Su Ziji wrapped the skeletons in cloth, arrived at the side of the bonfire, ate meat in big mouthfuls, and took out a book to read in the light of the fire.

In fact, outsiders will be shocked when they read this kind of murder and study. In fact, Su Ziji also felt that his personality was a bit special, so after an injury in his previous life, someone persuaded him: "You have martial arts and are prone to accidents. It is better to take the civil service exam - it is easy to practice in public."

Su Ziji felt it was reasonable, so he reviewed his homework in one year and passed the exam. Unfortunately, he passed the interview and failed.

Now that a problem has been solved and hidden dangers have been laid, Su Ziji has to practice through public schools - but studying is not just about cramming for a moment, but about having an intention.

"Therefore, a gentleman is harmonious but not flowing, and is strong and correct. A neutral but not leaning, and is strong and correct. A country has its own way, and it will not change and block it, and a country has no way, and it will not change until death. A country has its own way."

After just finishing reading a chapter, [Experience 1] A line of words floated up on the book and disappeared in an instant. Su Ziji remained silent and continued to read aloud.

"If you attack the Ke, it will not be far away. If you hold the Ke and attack the Ke, look at it, you will still think it is far away. Therefore, a gentleman governs others with others and stops. Loyalty and forgiveness are not far away from the way. If you do not want to do to others, don't do to others."

Another line of words floated up on the book.

"It's true!"

According to the test, experience is actually to increase one's own understanding. Every time you read a chapter, you will have some compulsive experience. Even if this continues, you may not be able to accumulate much experience in half a night. However, it is much faster than a normal scholar.

I have only level 3 in the Four Books and Five Classics. According to the understanding of my mind, the more thorough you understand, the more experience you have, and the better the textbooks are.

However, the problem of textbooks is that in this era, good textbooks are secrets of various schools. They have no friendship and cannot be copied by hand even if they want to copy them. Not to mention the popularity of printing.

Some people who are short of money will publish some time texts, but these time texts are not only traditional Chinese without punctuation, but also have complex sentences and many convoluted contents. Even if there is a true meaning in it, it is just like gravel and gold is hidden.

Moreover, the author himself has the following of the school, and lacks the understanding of these schools. For later scholars, the threshold for advancement is too high. This is a common method of the gentry class, which is rough and effective, and Su Ziji has no room for resistance.

What is clear is that if you cannot quickly seize knowledge to form a system, if you fail this exam, not only will the murder cause a disaster break out, but the complex feeling of being hungry and being a young man with a strong sense of self-esteem, but being funded by a childhood sweetheart girl next door remains in your heart.

After waking up, the mature heart controls all this, but also knows that simply pressuring is not a solution.

It is better to be loose than to block it, and you need to understand your thoughts!

Isn’t it just an imperial examination?

Let’s see how difficult this ancient ladder was to climb the sky!

At least with this plug-in, I will understand it automatically every time I read it once. If I don’t do it once, I will read it thousands of times and see who can stop me?

You will definitely pass the exam for scholars and juren!

The fire swayed slightly in the temple, which was caused by the cold wind blowing between the cracks of the window and doors. Even if the fire could be roasted, Su Ziji still had to rub his hands and move them from time to time, otherwise it would still be very cold.

After moving, I sat down again and recited the book with a book in my hand. A group of carriages slowly drove up on the way.
Chapter completed!