The cold wind was blowing through the Lu family mansion, and the snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton wool, falling aimlessly in all directions.
Dark clouds pressed heavily toward the ground, making the environment in the house even darker.
Houses were covered in frost, leaning and groaning under the pressure of the wind. Everything was bending, trembling, curling up, and wailing miserably.
At this moment, Tang Hui, the former governor of the Exorcist Department, was walking in the narrow corridor.
Because he has stayed in this house for fifteen years, he is very familiar with the environment inside - even if this mansion is complicated, with countless rooms and courtyards, and winding verandahs and walkways, he can quickly find every fork in the road. right direction.
At this moment, dozens of vague figures appeared silently in the darkness.
With the powerful spiritual consciousness of a fifth-level monk, Tang Hui could easily see what they looked like.
They are all evil spirits dressed as ghosts.
The skin is green and the body is huge.
Wearing a soft-wing gauze hat on his head, a blood-stained round-neck half-gown, and crooked-toed soap shoes on his feet, he has a beard and a pair of round eyes.
In their hands they held chains made of frost and knives made of blood.
This is undoubtedly a chilling picture.
Normally, anyone hit by them would be chained to an icicle and suffer painful torture.
But Tang Hui was not panicked at all.
He smiled calmly and took out a token made of brass from his pocket——
The words "Imperial Envoy of Da Qi" are engraved on the front in block letters, and a five-clawed golden dragon is engraved on the back, surrounded by cloud patterns, which looks particularly delicate.
At this moment, a dazzling golden light burst out from the token.
Then, there was a faint sound of thunder in the darkness, and the phantoms of golden dragons and auspicious clouds emerged - in this eerie place, it seemed sacred and noble, and people could not help but have the urge to worship it deep in their hearts.
Seeing this scene, those huge, ghost-like ghosts suddenly froze on the spot for a moment, then turned and walked away, never staying near Tang Hui for a moment.
It seems that the illusion of those five-clawed golden dragons makes them particularly afraid.
Tang Hui smiled and moved on.
This imperial envoy token given to him by His Majesty the Emperor himself has protected him in this terrifying haunted house for fifteen years - even if he encounters terrifying evil spirits, it can keep him safe and sound.
"Perhaps... I will have a chance to leave this haunted house soon!" Tang Hui thought silently in his heart.
He only hoped that the young man in blue shirt with outstanding literary talent could successfully pass the two tests and let the magical Jinghong Pen reappear in the world.
In this way, his fifteen years of dormancy will not be in vain. All the efforts he puts in will eventually pay off handsomely.
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at the same time.
The servant courtyard in the northwest corner of the Lu family's mansion.
When Gu Xu finished writing the last couplet, all the lanterns hanging on the big elm tree disappeared; and the small courtyard illuminated by the blood-red light instantly returned to its original appearance.
Gu Xu understood that he had successfully passed the second test set by "Jinghong Pen".
"Now that I have written poems and couplets, what will I be asked to write when it comes to the third test?" He secretly guessed in his mind, "Is it to fill in lyrics? Or to guess riddles?"
Chu Fengge next to him looked a little dazed.
He didn't expect that Gu Xu passed two levels so easily.
"Oh, no wonder the Chief of Staff insisted on naming Gu Xu to solve the case of the Lu family's haunted house," he thought. "His ability to play with words may not even be possible for those scholars who have been named on the gold list." Comparable."
However, the better Gu Xu performed, the more anxious Chu Fengge became.
After all, this means that it will be much more difficult for him to be number one in the world in the future.
You know, the owners of famous weapons often have the ability to fight across realms.
If Gu Xu can pass three assessments in a row and become the new owner of the "Jinghong Pen", coupled with his talent for cultivation that is far beyond ordinary people - maybe Chu Fengge will not be able to defeat him in a few months.
"It would be great if I could also get a famous weapon..." Chu Fengge couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, he thought about "breaking into the Daqi Palace at night and stealing the Tai'a sword", "breaking into the northwest barbarian camp alone with one man and one horse to rob the magic drum", "looking for the head of the Chen family in Xiangyang to borrow the Holy Word Book for a long time", etc. A series of extremely unreliable plans.
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Just as Chu Fengge was lost in his reverie, the little girl with disheveled hair, the tool spirit of the "Jinghong Brush", once again stepped on the frost and snow on the ground and appeared in front of the two of them.
She raised her head and looked at Gu Xu.
Her hair blocked most of her face, making it difficult for Gu Xu to see her expression clearly.
"In so many years, you are the third person to successfully pass the first two tests," the little girl said to Gu Xu in an ethereal and indifferent voice. "However, the poems you wrote are better than the other two."
It seems that the other two people failed the third test.
Usually, the finale is the highlight. This third level is estimated to be quite difficult, so I must treat it with caution.
Gu Xu thought secretly in his heart.
Then he turned to the little girl and asked, "Can you give me the clue to the third test?"
The little girl didn't answer immediately, nor did she hand him a new flower note.
She bent down, picked up a dead branch from her feet, and quickly drew a snowflake pattern on the frost-condensed ground.
"This is the clue," she said calmly, "I will wait for you at the destination."
As soon as she finished speaking, she left the small courtyard and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Chu Fengge looked at the snowflakes on the ground and felt a little headache: "This damn girl never knows how to speak well. She makes us guess all kinds of riddles all day long. It's really annoying."
Gu Xu smiled and responded: "Master Chu, actually the riddle this time should be the simplest."
"The simplest?" Chu Fengge narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously not believing what Gu Xu said, "What she drew on the ground was a snowflake. But now the whole house is covered with ice and snow. Who knows what she meant What exactly is the place?"
"I think that since the 'Jinghong Sword' weapon spirit made this request, then this snowflake pattern may not refer to real snow, but to a special place name," Gu Xu explained, "And the entire Lu family The only place in the mansion related to 'snow' is the 'Suxue Garden' where Lu Shiyao lived back then."
"Then let's set off as soon as possible without wasting any more time."
At this moment, when it comes to solving the puzzle, Chu Fengge has completely trusted the answer given by Gu Xu and no longer has the slightest doubt.
