Just when they all looked puzzled, Meng Zhe slowly walked to Song Jiang's side, and then motioned for him to step aside first. Song Jiang didn't dare to hesitate when he saw something, and immediately waved to Wang Zhankui, "Why don't you see if this friend of mine has any long-cherished wishes that he wants to realize?!"
As Song Jiang's words fell, Meng Zhe's figure slowly appeared in front of Wang Zhankui. It turned out that from the moment he walked into the building, he had been hiding the aura of strangers around him, so as not to alert the snake...
Wang Zhankui was startled by Meng Zhe's sudden appearance. He asked with a confused look, "You...where did you come from?!"
Meng Zhe snorted coldly after hearing this, then walked straight to the glass display case, lowered his body and stared at the square inkstone inside, and said to himself, "So you have been hiding in here..."
At this time, although Wang Zhankui had noticed that this person who suddenly appeared was not simple, he felt that he was still a human being no matter what, and he was the only king in this building, so he did not take Meng Zhe seriously. inside.
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe suddenly put his hand on the glass display cabinet. The display cabinet, which was originally stable, first emitted a low resonance, and the next second, it turned into powder with a "bang" in front of Wang Zhankui's eyes...
Seeing that the inkstone he was sitting on was now being played with by Meng Zhe, Wang Zhankui's heart suddenly sank, and he said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Meng Zhe smiled and did not answer his question, but asked, "Wang Zhankui, right? I just counted with my fingers. There was indeed a champion named Wang Zhankui hundreds of years ago, but according to historical records, that one was named Wang Zhankui." The number one scholar died at eighty years old, which doesn’t match your age?!"
Wang Zhankui's expression changed when he heard that, and then he said unwillingly, "That beast Zhao Ji actually lived to be eighty... It really is the sky that has no eyes. He did all the bad things but he died in peace. My life has been pure, and in the end not only I was killed and no one knew my real name even after my death.
Meng Zhe nodded after hearing this and said, "It's indeed a bit tragic... Is this the reason why you harmed others?! Have you ever thought that if you went to the underworld to report your grievances to the judge after your death? There is no way that guy named Zhao Ji can live to eighty easily, and you have already been reincarnated as a human to start a new life. But you chose to turn into a ghost and live in an ancient inkstone. , and now he comes out to confuse people's hearts and kill people's lives. How can you say that he is fulfilling his lifelong wish? Is there something wrong with your brain?!"
After all, Wang Zhankui had been an evil ghost for hundreds of years. He couldn't stand Meng Zhe's scolding. He saw that his evil aura suddenly deepened. He stretched out a pair of sharp claws and grabbed Meng Zhe, but he forgot My fortune and life were still in the opponent's hands, so I had to stop as soon as I got close... I saw that Meng Zhe was gradually increasing the strength of his hand, making the ancient inkstone crackle.
At the same time, Wang Zhankui said with a painful expression, "You...who are you?"
Meng Zhe smiled and said, "You... are not worthy of knowing my name, but one thing I can tell you is that it is unlucky for you to meet me! You have caused many deaths directly or indirectly over the past few hundred years." He lost his life, so it’s not unjust to end up in a state of disarray.”
When Wang Zhankui heard this, he immediately panicked, "Why? I am the victim! It was Zhao Ji who killed me first. Why was he not punished, but I am left in a state of despair?!"
"With your brain... no wonder you never get the top prize!" Meng Zhe said impatiently.
Unexpectedly, these words completely touched Ni Lin in Wang Zhankui's heart. The black in his eyes seemed to be alive, overflowing from his eyes like hundreds of worms, gradually covering his entire face, and all around him. The hostility reached its peak in an instant and spread rapidly to all directions...
"What nonsense are you talking about..." Wang Zhankui asked almost frantically.
But Meng Zhe was not afraid at all, "You know whether I am talking nonsense..." After he finished speaking, he raised the ancient inkstone in his hand and said, "You have been hiding in this inkstone for so long that your little The memory has already been integrated with it...Don't tell me that even you have forgotten what happened back then."
When Song Jiang, who was standing aside, heard that things had turned around, he asked curiously, "What happened? Wasn't this Wang Zhankui killed by someone in the first place?!"
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe shook his head slightly and said, "He was really killed by someone, and his identity was indeed replaced by a person named Zhao Ji... But the hidden secret is not as simple as he said."
Wang Zhankui's eyes were a little dodgey when he was told the central issue. He held his head with both hands and continued to deceive himself, "You're talking nonsense! It was Zhao Ji who killed me. It was he who replaced me and took away the fame that should belong to me." everything of……"
"Oh? Is that really what happened? Didn't you fail the exam twice yourself, and finally asked your friend Zhao Ji to take the exam for you?!" Meng Zhe asked with a sneer.
It turned out that Wang Zhankui was not as talented as he said. He failed the imperial examinations twice in a row. In order to support his education, his elderly parents were engaged in heavy farm work all year round. In the end, they both fell ill and died. I didn’t even get to see my son’s high school day…
But Wang Zhankui still didn't care, thinking that he was born to be a scholar and would become a "human master" in the future. At that time, he would definitely return to his hometown in fine clothes and build a tomb and an ancestral hall for his parents in glory.
Later, on his way to Beijing to take the exam, Wang Zhankui met Zhao Ji, a poor scholar who was as poor as himself. The two hit it off, and when they chatted with each other, Wang Zhankui learned that Zhao Ji's father had been convicted for his speech, which caused Zhao Ji to lose his university. No matter how talented he is, he will never be able to pursue an official career.
Before Wang Zhankui met Zhao Ji, he always believed that his failure in the previous two times was due to bad luck. But after seeing Zhao Ji's literary talent, he realized that he was far behind him, not to mention that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world. It seems that it is really difficult to get a title on the gold list...
Since Wang Zhankui and Zhao Ji were somewhat similar in height and appearance, Wang Zhankui secretly planned a bold idea in his mind, that is, let Zhao Ji take the scientific examination on his behalf.
At first, Zhao Ji rejected him. After all, cheating was a very disgraceful thing for scholars at that time. But in the end, Zhao Ji couldn't stand up to Wang Zhankui's lobbying, and he also drew a big pie for Zhao Ji, that is, he promised that as long as Zhao Ji helped him get into the first prize, he would do his best to overturn the case of Zhao's father and get Zhao Ji to re-enter. Qualifications for scientific examinations...
