Chapter three hundred and fortieth fortune-telling blind man
After a while, when Long Cheng led the liberal arts students and Feng Shaoyang led the liberal arts students to the entrance of the second mountain, Su Ping'an had disappeared.
"Hey, where is the man named Su?"
Guan Feng was a little dissatisfied with Su Ping'an's "top" rating, and wanted to compete with him in the second level. However, when he arrived, he didn't see anyone, which made him a little depressed.
Long Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he has already entered the second mountain."
"What, he didn't wait for us. Damn it, this guy must be afraid of making a fool of himself in front of us, so he doesn't dare to break through the barrier with me. Then I can't let him get his wish. Let's go in quickly!"
Guan Feng wanted to compete with Su Pingan, so he barged in without even looking at the stone tablet.
"Hey wait...I haven't read the rules yet..."
When Long Cheng wanted to stop him, it was already too late. At that moment, he could only shake his head helplessly, and then told the other students of the Academy of Arts: "This level is a Liaozhai. Look at the rules at the end. As long as you can maintain
Even if you wake up and pass the level, obviously this level is more difficult. If you are in different illusions after entering, you must be careful when handling them; if you are in the same illusion, then everyone must walk together and not separate.
,Understand?!"
"It's Senior Brother Long!"
According to the prompts on the stone tablet, Su Ping'an could think that this level was equivalent to a 'ghost story'. Naturally, Longcheng could also think of it, but in the minds of people like Longcheng, there was no such thing as a 'House of Horror'
Concept, so when they break through the level, they really are breaking through the level, unlike Su Ping'an who has so many messy ideas.
Long Cheng was worried that Guan Feng would not be able to hold on alone, so they did not stay outside longer and immediately took the remaining four liberal arts students into the mist of the Second Mountain.
After they entered, Feng Shaoyang and Wen Liang also stared at the stone tablet for a long time.
Wen Liang showed a little calmness and suggested: "The second level is the 'Liao Zhai'. Judging from the rules, it is more dangerous. I think the previous suggestion from Longcheng was good. We should get together after entering and try to avoid being scattered as much as possible!"
But Feng Shaoyang had a different idea. He frowned and said: "If the final evaluation of this test is based on difficulty, then if we all come together, will the judgment reduce our points? So I
I think it’s better to go separately, so maybe we can get a high rating!”
In the first level, he was completely crushed by Su Pingan and Long Cheng, so he didn't want to lose again in this level.
After hearing what he said, it made sense, so Wen Liang hesitated for a while, not knowing what to choose.
Feng Shaoyang understood quickly when he saw their expressions. He didn't force himself and said: "Otherwise, if you are afraid, then go together. As for me... with my character and strength, I believe I can go alone."
I can handle it!"
"Oh well!"
Wen Liang didn't insist and agreed immediately.
With the decision made, Feng Shaoyang and the others immediately took action, and then the first group quickly set foot on the second mountain trail.
The fog in the mountains was still there and getting thicker. Feng Shaoyang set out on the road alone, so he walked faster. He was also afraid that Su Ping'an and Long Cheng would be left behind too much, so he deliberately speeded up his pace.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Feng Shaoyang to rush out of the fog. Then he looked up and saw a huge town in front of him.
It was just getting dark at this moment, and candles were already lit up in the town. From a distance, various hawking sounds could be faintly heard coming from the town, as if the night market had begun.
"Baozi, hot buns..."
"Tanghulu, it's not sweet and doesn't cost any money!"
"Young Master... let's take a look at the paintings."
Feng Shaoyang unknowingly walked to the entrance of the town. Looking at the bustling crowds on the streets, as well as various roadside stalls and hawkers, he had an unreal feeling.
"Is this the second test?"
Feng Shaoyang then woke up and knew that he had stepped into the test of the second mountain, but the atmosphere in front of him was full of human fireworks, which was not in line with the theme of "Liao Zhai".
"Forget it, let's make peace with it now. I just don't know if other people will be in the same illusion like me!"
Thinking of this, Feng Shaoyang shook his head, then no longer thought about it, and strode into the town.
At the same time, three hundred meters in front of the street where Feng Shaoyang had just entered the town, Longcheng was taking a group of students from the liberal arts college, and they were also visiting the night market.
"Senior Brother Longcheng, this town is so lively, and it doesn't look like a 'ghost' will appear at all. Have we entered the wrong place?"
The students looked at the crowds of people walking back and forth on the roadside, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
Long Cheng also felt a little weird and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't be careless. We still don't know how the story of this level will develop. No matter what, it's better for us to be careful. One more thing, everyone must be careful
We can’t get separated, lest we be defeated by each other, do you understand?”
"yes!"
Several people responded, and then walked a little further, and everyone saw a stall where a blind man told fortunes.
The blind man was about fifty or sixty years old, with short and gray hair. He held a bamboo stick in his hand and wore a melon skin hat. He looked ordinary. There was an ordinary-sized table in front of him, with a table on it.
A piece of paper and pen with the pen barrel facing outward, obviously prepared for guests.
There is a signboard erected behind his right hand side, with eight words written on it: The iron mouth is cut straight, and a hexagram is worth a thousand gold!
Seeing this sign, some students couldn't help but said: "Oh, a hexagram of a thousand gold, is it so exaggerated?"
Several other students also shook their heads after seeing it, thinking that the blind man was asking for too much. With such an expensive price, it would be strange if there were customers coming to the door.
But just when a few people were about to move forward, suddenly the old blind man seemed to have heard what the liberal arts student said just now. He immediately smiled, showing his teeth, tilted his head and said: "Six, come on
Let’s make a fortune, don’t give up money!”
"Huh? He can tell there are six of us? There's something!"
"No money required?"
Upon hearing the blind man's last words, some liberal arts students immediately became interested.
In their view, the story of this test was from an unknown era, and they themselves were not from here, so it was impossible for the blind man to make an accurate calculation.
With the idea of having sex for free, a young student looked at Longcheng with a bit of eagerness in his eyes.
Long Cheng hesitated for a moment, but thinking that he had no clue now, maybe he could find some clues to pass the level in the old blind man, so he nodded slightly.
After receiving the instruction, the young student immediately walked excitedly to the old blind man's stall, and then said: "Then is your fortune-telling a word test?!"
"That's right!"
"Okay, then I'll write a word for you to test!"
As he said this, the student wrote a formal script with big characters on the rice paper in front of him: Wen.
