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Chapter 562 You Only Have One Incense Time

In the next level, the clouds will disperse.

Seeing this name, Xia Weiran naturally played a beautiful melody in his mind, accompanied by the phrase "The clouds are scattered, and the moon shines on the people".

She almost sang it, and the next moment, she saw the name of the mission NPC, Shut Mic.

No culture, no understanding.

The old man's name is Zhang Yi, and he is tall and thin, especially his face, which is so thin that it is shriveled.

"When I saw Xiaoyou, I was very happy, and I would like to write a song for him!"

The old man's beard is one foot long, no matter how old he is, he is not enough to be a grandfather or a father, but he describes it as wretched and frivolous, and just a few words make 33 Tian and others cheer up and pay more attention to him.

Who told him that the little friend he mentioned was Xia Weiran, and she was very close to Xia Weiran!
When she realized something was wrong, Xia Weiran moved to the side by herself, and the medicine that was closest to her couldn't stop also grabbed her and took her to the side.The originally relaxed face tensed instantly, especially the eyes, staring straight at Zhang Yi, and if he dared to do anything wrong, he would break the guy's legs on the spot!
Zhang Yi himself also realized that something was wrong, he took the initiative to take three steps back: "Everyone, please don't misunderstand, the little old man is definitely not..."

"Looks come from the heart." Such a sentence popped out suddenly.

Zhang Yi: ...

"A person should not be judged by his appearance." Zhang Yi defended himself: "The so-called appearance..."

"It must be pleasing to the eye to look good." Ji said again.

Zhang Yi: ...

No chat today!

"I have a few problems here, you can help me to see, you can leave after you solve them. If you can't..."

Zhang Yi's expression became more fierce: "If it doesn't work, I'm afraid I have to confess my life here, so as to offset your offense!"

"Let the horse come here!" Ji showed no fear.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yi threw out a bunch of scrolls very angrily, then took out a long stick of incense thicker than a thumb, stuck it on the ground, and lit it on the spot: "You only have one stick of incense time!"

Xia Weiran looked at the incense which was about one meter long in front of her: ...

This must not be the "one stick of incense" I know, right?

After lighting the incense, Zhang Yi lay in the rocking chair with a book covering his face, as if refusing to communicate with the world.

Xia Weiran knelt down to pick up the scrolls and checked them with everyone.

[Poetry meeting: complete the following lines—the moonlight in front of the bed, *****. 】

[Poetry meeting: Complete the following verses——The sun is at the end of the mountain, *****. 】

[Poetry Club: Complete the following verses——Only the sky is above, *****. 】

Turning down consecutively, there are a total of seven scrolls, all of which are supplementary ancient poems.Among them, Xia Weiran was only able to answer three sentences, and she had no memory of the poems on the remaining four scrolls, and she didn't know whether she had learned it but didn't remember it, or she hadn't touched it before.

"How to answer this?" Xia Weiran held the scroll, feeling a little distressed: "If you are asked to write, just draw a horizontal line instead of an asterisk!"

"This old man is not deaf. If you report the answer, doesn't he know right or wrong?" Ji asked again.

I don't know if it's Xia Weiran's delusion, she always feels that she is hostile to this NPC named Zhang who doesn't know his name!
"Then I... Big brother try to report all the answers?" Xia Weiran originally wanted to say that he would try it himself, but considering his lack of strength, he chose to let his big brother take the lead.

"Okay, I'll do it." Thirty-three days was very sure about these topics.

"In this volume, the moonlight is bright in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. In this volume, the daylight is surrounded by mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea..."

(End of this chapter)