“???”

Ying Yue couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he was.

Can Ying Yun still be with you?

Wouldn't that be...

Damn! I won’t beat you to death?

Thinking of this, Ying Yue suddenly understood.

I understand you, Si Baimao, I understand you.

...

In the Taoist lobby, the ink scholars have distributed test papers for review, but the academic scholars have not all been dispersed.

Pang Mu and Zhou Jingzhi are still there.

Zhou Jingzhi, who is Mo, is also considered a representative of the Qin Palace and should naturally participate in the review.

But Pang Mu, he is purely...

It's nothing to do.

For some reason, after spraying those Wang Mos in the hall, he suddenly felt relieved.

Then, when the invigilator was in charge, they dared not to obey.

Before I knew it, the feeling of being in charge of the Confucian Museum that had been away for a long time was back.

At present, Si Baimao has lost his power and retreated, and the priest's sacrificial corpse is not here, so there must be someone in charge, right?

Then who else can be me?

As for the ink in the hall.

They were even more inexplicable.

Perhaps Pang Mu was too terrible, or perhaps because he saw Si Baimao losing his power and having no place to send anything to him, he felt a sense of peace in his heart when he was commanded by Pang Mu.

In this strange atmosphere, the young man who had been pissed the most by Pang Mu before came to Pang Mu: "Pang Xuebo, the distribution has been completed, can the trial be launched?"

"The trial begins." Pang Mu waved his arms:

"You must follow the rules of ink and be careful and realistic, and not be affected by previous events.

"After this incident, I have seen through Si Baimao's face. You think you were deceived by Si Baimao in Wang Ji, so you misunderstood Si Ye. Pang had offended him before."

After Pang Mu talked, he bowed to the crowd and bowed.

Zhongmo hurriedly stood up and returned the gift.

"Where is it, Pang Xuebo!"

"We are indeed blinded by that Si Baimao. Now that I think about it, how could Fan Zi do this?"

"Oh, we were just angry because of the giant's broken words, and was exploited by Si Baimao..."

"It was Pang Xuebo who scolded us so much that he deserved it!"

"When I saw that Pang Xuebo was a man, the Chu Ru's manifesto was defeated without any attack."

Seeing this, Pang Mu was even more happy: "You are also true ink. You know how to return when you are lost. If you know what you are wrong, you will be corrected. I, Pang Mu, respect you!"

"Ahhh, why bother like this?"

"Confucianism and Mohism are not separated."

"I won't know each other if I don't talk about it!"

They didn't know that Si Baimao was standing by the door of the lobby at this time, and he could hear every word clearly.

He never expected that Pang Mu's rude and straightforward person could use this method, and he would dismantle his tricks cleanly without moving his mind.

According to the rules of the Mo, the next generation of giants should be designated by the previous giants. Only then will the handover be successful if there are only 10 or 3 people who object.

Although Si Baimao was a disciple of Wu, he was still far from being qualified to be "no more than three people who objected".

According to his original idea, he had to wait at least twenty years. It would be better for Wu Shuzi to live for another twenty years. When he was not supported, Fan Ji would die. When he was also known as the world, he would be legitimate to inherit the position of the master.

How could I know that there was a sudden change in heaven? The giant actually broke his way with one move.

After this, if Si Baimao remained unmoved, he would be followed by Fan Ji as a giant, and Si Baimao would have to change his career as his teacher to seek great achievements.

But Fan Yi may not necessarily accept him.

After all, Fan Yi doesn't like to rule the world, let alone the two have too many conflicts in their skills.

Going further, Fan Qi's academic style is extremely strict and he praised it. If he takes over Wang Mo, he may have some achievements. Who can transform it will not be sure.

It is precisely because of this that Si Baimao took this dangerous move. Taking advantage of Wu Shuzi's broken Taoist monument, he took the name of Wu Shu disciples, inherited the power of the powerful people in the fifth realm, remarried hatred to Fan Yi, and killed him overnight, using Fan Huashi to put pressure on Fan Yi, and took advantage of the fact that most of them were still angry, and completed the handover of the giant.

Who would have thought that Pang Mu was intimidating first, then Tan Ying offered to discuss...

Don’t the people in the Qin Palace use their brains?

Or can someone who doesn’t use his brain solve my trick?

Or maybe Tan Ying had already predicted that I wouldn't dare to talk?

Si Baimao's reflection was so calm and his emotions were not revealed.

But the person standing beside him was Bai Pi.

But Bai Pi rubbed his hands and said, "I heard from the priest that you are going to Qin to get three things. The position of the giant is the first. What's the point of young master? How many have you gotten it now?"

"……………” Si Baimao coughed and said calmly, "I'm afraid only 30% of them are left."

"Thirty percent, are you thinking too much?" Bai Pi pointed to the lobby and said, "In my opinion, Pang Mu is almost a giant, and he will have to take the lead first before he can get your turn."

"……………” Si Baimao's mind was buzzing and couldn't stand it.

"Then have you thought about how to win people's hearts at this moment?" Bai Pi asked again with a smile, "Have you thought about what to say when you go in? If Pang Mu talks with you, will you accept it?"

Si Baimao coughed twice again and said with a forced smile: "I heard for a long time that players are not afraid of burning their bodies in order to have fun."

"I'm afraid, I'm a man who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, so I like to bully newbies and never play chess with someone better than me." Bai Pi smiled and then stepped into the hall with his hands behind his back. "Young Master Bai Mao is here to review the papers. Please give me some face."

No one answered in the hall, as if he had heard nothing, and he only did his own things.

In front of the door, Si Baimao also covered her heart with one hand, took a few deep breaths, and then stepped into the hall calmly as before: "I'm sorry to Pang Xuebo as the chief of my business."

Pang Mu smiled and said, "No, don't worry, you can go and I'll continue to do it."

"Pang Xuebo Mo Qian, I have a master's degree in this matter and I have no choice but to do it."

After Si Baimao finished speaking, he ignored Pang Mu, patrol the field by himself, standing behind Mo Zhu to review their review.

When he first came, Mo respected him as his leader and vowed to ask for an explanation for Wu Shuzi.

Now, the Mozhe only regards him as nothing, and no one even says hello to him.

However, Pang Mu, whose eggplant is so thick that he is so thick that he is patrolling the field and giving advice like Si Baimao. Although he is not good at Mo Xue, there are people who respect each other wherever he goes.

Bai Pi also looked at her and smiled. He rubbed his hands beside Si Baimao and said, "Young Master, how many more are there now?"

"Not 10%." Si Baimao chuckled, "Bai Xuebo, you can't break my achievements."

"Whoever wants to destroy your achievements, I just want to have fun in my workmanship." Bai Pi hugged his head and smiled with his teeth.

"Your smile makes me lose my power..."

"Is that so? Then do you think I'm in a good position?"

“…Why does Jijiu appreciate someone like you?”

"Oh, don't look at Jijiu, he needs fun the most."

“…”

Just as he was having fun, the person who reviewed the ink suddenly raised his hand in a panic and said to Si Baimao from afar: "Si Xuebo, I'm not easy to get the rating of this long paper..."

Si Baimao responded and walked quickly.

Even if the Mozhe here looks down on him, he will have to respect him as a master in his studies.

If Pang Mu asks to decide the details of the papers, then Mo Xue is afraid that he will not be able to take it.

Si Baimao picked up the test paper and swept it roughly, first frowned, then secretly happy.

Finally, he only beat the surface of the roll and said to the ink master: "What should I evaluate, what should I evaluate."

"Okay." The ink responded tremblingly.

Si Baimao turned around and his expression became much more free and said to Bai Pi:
Chapter completed!