"I've met Mr. Chu!" All Yishui County officials, led by Chen Jisheng, bowed their hands and saluted Chu Fengge.
Chu Fengge held his head high and said "hmm" casually as a return gift.
His cold and arrogant expression, coupled with his bright and attractive face, gave him a feeling of loneliness as a master.
"Gu Xu, Ma Qin, are you there?" I heard him say in a cold tone.
"The humble post is here." Gu Xu and Ma Qin took a step forward together.
Chu Fengge casually glanced at the two people - a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, and a young boy who was still young. They didn't seem to have anything out of the ordinary. I really don't know why the Chief of Staff values them so much.
So he waved his hand casually, called his two followers to his side, and ordered: "Xu San, Wang Wu, I have something important to do, and I will leave it to you to arrange the next assessment."
"The process is still the same?" the attendant asked.
"Same as usual." Chu Fengge said calmly.
As he said before, two low-level ants competing for a trivial ninth-grade official position are not worthy of his personal attention at all.
He would rather spend his time on more meaningful things.
For example, he tried to deal with a few notorious ghosts, so that his reputation as a "peerless genius" and "the best swordsman in the world" would be resounding throughout the Qi Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Chu Fengge stood with his hands behind his hands and asked Chen Jisheng in a casual tone: "Do you know what the strongest ghost is near Yishui County?"
Chen Jisheng was a little confused and didn't know why Chu Fengge asked him such a question.
But he still replied respectfully: "Sir, it is one of the 'Three Fierce Gods of Jiaodong', Yishan Snow Girl."
Hearing the word "fierce god", Chu Fengge suddenly felt a little scared.
Although he has always been arrogant and narcissistic, he is not stupid. He knows that "fierce god" level evil spirits need masters like the Chief Secretary or the Grand Master of Qi to deal with them.
If he went to fight alone, he would undoubtedly kill the snow girl.
However, he still looked calm and asked: "Where is the second strongest evil ghost?"
"In the suburbs of Qingzhou Prefecture, there is the Lu family's haunted house," Chen Jisheng replied. "This haunted house is uninhabited, but it makes strange sounds - during the day, there will be the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music, and at night, there will be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. As of now, Qingzhou None of the monks sent by the exorcism department of the government to investigate the situation survived."
Chu Fengge silently thought to himself: This doesn't sound as scary as a fierce god-level evil ghost. Maybe I can give it a try. As long as I can solve this major case, I can secure my title of "the number one person of the younger generation" - Jiange Su Xiao, Youzhou Zhao Yan, and that stinky girl Shangguan Jin will never be able to catch up. My pace. Anyway, I have a magic weapon for self-protection given by Mr. Sishou. I can escape even if I can't defeat you.
He chuckled softly and said: "I, Chu Fengge, have been exterminating demons and defending Taoism for nearly ten years, and I have never been afraid of any ghosts. I will do what others dare not do. Leave this Lu family's haunted house to me. Let’s solve it!”
"Master Chu is so righteous! I admire you so much!" Ma Qin immediately flattered him.
Afterwards, Chu Fengge raised his head to look at the sky and shouted loudly:
"Here comes the sword!"
An exquisite long sword flew over and hovered beside him.
Chu Fengge jumped lightly, stepped on the flying sword with both feet, and then flew away in the wind, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Everyone present looked up at him flying away with his sword, feeling envious and longing in their hearts.
The masters of the fourth level are so terrifying!
Moreover, this Master Chu looks like he is only in his twenties at most - he can reach the fourth realm at such a young age, and his future achievements will be limitless!
Maybe in a few years, the Daqi Dynasty will have another top powerhouse like the emperor, national advisor, and chief minister.
…………
Even if the examiner is not doing his job properly, today's promotion assessment will still be held as usual.
The first thing to do is to test the theoretical knowledge.
Because there were only two people participating in the promotion assessment, everything was kept simple and no special venue was arranged.
Just two desks and two chairs were simply placed in the lobby of the Yamen, which looked lonely in the empty room.
All the idle personnel, including Chen Jisheng, Shi Xiaohan and others, were driven out of the lobby.
Only Gu Xu, Ma Qin and Chu Fengge were left in the lobby to oversee the exam.
Ma Qin sat on one of the chairs, sharpening his ink stiffly while trying to review his past ghost-killing experiences in his mind.
But because he was too nervous, he just felt that his mind went blank - he stayed up late last night to review many key points, but suddenly he couldn't remember anything.
Inadvertently, he couldn't help turning his head and secretly glanced at Gu Xu next to him.
The boy had already polished his ink and was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed to relax. He looked relaxed and relaxed, and he didn't seem to be panicking at all.
This made Ma Qin's psychological pressure even greater.
A quarter of an hour later, the bell rang.
The attendants distributed the roll bags sealed with oilcloth to the hands of the two people.
The two of them each opened the paper bag, took out the question paper, and read it silently, but were not allowed to write.
There was silence in the lobby, and the only sound that could be heard was the rustle of rain hitting the leaves outside the window.
Gu Xu opened his eyes and began to browse the question papers casually.
For him who possesses the talent of [Educated Knowledge and Strong Memory], the theory test itself is the part in which he is most confident.
The dense text on the question paper did not make him irritable, but made him more relaxed.
Everything is under control.
When the bell rang for the second time, the two began to write and answer questions.
"You have one moment to burn the incense." The attendant who invigilated the exam said in a cold tone.
Hearing this, Ma Qin's heart skipped a beat, and he was inevitably a little anxious.
One stick of incense lasts about half an hour.
It was quite difficult for him to finish the nine-page question paper in half an hour.
He calmed down, turned back two pages of the paper, and decided to pick simple questions first within the limited time.
But Gu Xu was not in a hurry, and still read the questions carefully from the beginning step by step.
Anyway, in his opinion, every question is of similar difficulty.
The first question on the ink scroll is as follows:
"Please describe Cat Rongpo's characteristics and weaknesses."
Gu Xu thought for two seconds, picked up his pen, and carefully wrote down the answer: "Mao Rongpo looks like an old woman with the head of a cat and a human body. She is a 'wild ghost'. She feeds on young children. She has a third eye on the top of her head. If she pokes it, she will be blinded." Can kill it."
Then he looked at the second question:
"What is a pupil?"
He thought for a while and wrote: "Monsters transformed from human eyes."
The third question: "Please describe the origin of the ghost 'Meng Shuangshi'."
Gu Xu replied: "In ancient times, a brother and sister got married, were exiled to Kongtong, and died embracing each other. Their bodies were nourished by Yin Qi, and seven years later they were born from the same body, turning into a monster with two heads, four arms and four legs, named 'Meng Shuangshi'."
Question 4: "Please list three ways to break the immortality of ghosts."
Gu Xu replied: "The monk's true fire; the metal with the properties of the sun; the special talisman that can borrow the power of the sun, moon and stars."
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Reading break rolls, getting a God.
Gu Xu's colleagues often say that Gu Xu has a library in his mind - there is very little knowledge that he does not know about spiritual practice and dealing with ghosts.
But when doing the questions, Gu Xu felt that his brain was more like a search engine.
Just enter the question, and with a click, the answer will appear naturally, without the need to deliberately think about it.
So his mood became more and more relaxed.
Accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window, the tip of his pen began to dance on the white paper, outlining each of the stretching and graceful regular script fonts.
Just like how he usually draws symbols, he is freehand, casual, free and easy.
