Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 802: The Ghost Car Demon Saint, with Nine Mouths (Two in One)

In Song Ciwan's body, countless wonderful substances are still changing and disappearing at a high speed.

She didn't pay too much attention to the answers given by the Ghost Car Demon Saint, but the other party's voice and all the noises on the sea and in the classroom seemed far and near, bustling into her ears and perception.

She heard the Ghost Car Demon Saint screaming, angry, and threatening.

In the end, Meng Mo did not dare to go against the wishes of the ancient demon saint, and chose to give up exercising the right to answer the questions of the genius, allowing the Ghost Car Demon Saint to answer the three questions.

Then, for the first question, the Ghost Car Demon Saint gave a wrong answer.

The wooden man announced that the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint had answered the question incorrectly, and the genius Dream Tapir was punished and retreated ten miles into the Soul-Falling Abyss.

Black gas surged up, and the nightmare tapir stepped on the black disc, but seemed to be in good condition.

The nightmare tapir is different from other monsters. Its body seems real and unreal. Although at first glance it looks like a miniature rhinoceros standing up, it is actually not a real beast monster.

It is more like a concept, a ball of gas, or a tangible but intangible illusory projection.

You say it exists, but it seems not to exist. You say it does not exist, but it actually exists.

Not only does it exist, it also stands there, with sadness and joy, fear and timidity, and it can move forward or retreat...

Therefore, it is also on the list of all the geniuses in the world. At this moment, it has entered the Haoxu Fairy Island and enjoys the same treatment as all the other geniuses.

However, just when you think it is the same as an ordinary genius in every way, it suddenly appears to be unpunished in the extremely terrifying evil punishment due to its own characteristics.

The black fog surged up and passed through the nightmare tapir's physical body. The nightmare tapir first screamed in pain subconsciously.

Then, its sound disappeared.

There was a moment of confusion on the rhino-like face.

The black fog rolled and surged, passing through its body inside and outside. It stood on the black disc, occasionally calling out symbolically.

The cry was not painful.

In other words, it actually tried consciously to simulate a cry of pain, but its simulation was really clumsy.

In short, every living being present could more or less hear its clumsy and perfunctory response.

The Ghost Car Demon Saint's arrogant and unbridled laughter echoed in the classroom: "Hahaha! Hehehe! Hehehe..."

The Ghost Cart Demon Saint had nine heads. The eight heads on both sides of it were screaming wildly, and the beautiful head in the middle made a crisp and coquettish laughter: "Huh? These evil spirits can't do anything to Meng Moer! Oh, what should we do? Is there something wrong with the rules in our class? Hehehe..."

The Ghost Chariot Demon Saint's behavior and words made the Dream Tapir's eyelids twitch.

If Meng Mo was not afraid of revenge from the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint after leaving Haoxu Fairy Island, he would have cursed loudly at this moment.

The Ghost Car Demon Saint, a dignified ancient demon saint, just happened to have nine mouths!

With a mouth like that, one would be scary enough, but it has nine.

At this moment, Meng Mo, like many human cultivators, particularly hoped that Song Tianjiao could take action again and silence the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint!

But Song Tianjiao refused to move. She had no intention of silencing the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint, nor did she intend to answer the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint's questions like she did with Jiuying before.

She just stood there quietly, and the sea breeze made her look suddenly solemn and beautiful.

But no one knew that Song Ciwan, who seemed quiet at this moment, had a new inspiration because of the wonderful phenomenon that the dream tapir was not controlled by the evil spirit.

In her mind, hundreds of characters were colliding and turning the world upside down.

With her clairvoyance in full swing, her mind followed the evil aura in a trance, penetrating the strange body of the nightmare tapir that was a mixture of reality and illusion.

A completely new structure was analyzed before her eyes. She lurked quietly, sometimes observing the nightmare tapir, sometimes observing the evil air. Her mind was filled with thousands of things, and even more so the vast world.

The Ghost Car Demon Saint was still roaring, but it seemed as if its roar had no effect on anything.

In the classroom, the Iron-Snatching Demon Saint stretched out his furry bear paws and covered his round black ears.

On the podium, the wooden man suddenly raised the ruler and tapped the screen beside him.

He said: "Time is up, please ask the demon clan ghost car to answer the second question."

Oh, it turns out the time has come!
The wooden man used a ruler to knock out the second question, and a new question appeared on the horizontal screen.

All processes remain the same as before.

There is nothing new, but the topic is particularly tricky.

Of course, the questions on the horizontal screen have always been tricky. The trickier the questions are, the more normal they seem. If they are not tricky anymore, I am afraid that it will make people suspicious and uncomfortable.

Or you may even doubt whether this seemingly easy question contains any hidden traps!
Song Ciwan seized the opportunity and carried out an unprecedented practice.

While listening to the Ghost Car Demon Saint answering questions as if in reality or fantasy.

For the second question, the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint still got it wrong.

This time, although the answer was still wrong, the Ghost Car Demon Saint did not care about his mistake at all. Not only did it not care, it even whistled and urged him triumphantly: "Answer again! Answer again! Hehehe, hehehehe..."

"So what if I'm wrong? Even though I was wrong, I won't be punished!"

"Even though it's a punished nightmare tapir, hehe, it doesn't feel bad. There's no difference between being punished and not being punished. Hehe, how can it be so good?"

"Oh my, but it really is such a good thing!"

"Wooden Man, wooden man, there are really loopholes in the rules of your fairy island, won't you fill them up?"

Everyone:...

Monsters:...

Inside and outside the classroom, all living beings listened to the Ghost Car Demon Saint's shouting, and the first thought that came to their minds was: How despicable! How could there be such a despicable demon?

The most hateful thing is that this monster is an ancient monster saint, and there is almost no one in the world who can control its bad mouth.

At this moment, countless creatures are waiting. Even if Song Tianjiao does not take action to silence the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint, then how about asking the wooden man on the stage to take action?
Yes, there are loopholes in the rules of the Fairy Island, so why don’t you plug these loopholes!

At this time, the wooden man who had always seemed very calm on the podium finally spoke. He responded to the words of the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint and said, "This is not a loophole. Taking a step back into the Soul-Falling Abyss is the punishment that the Tianjiao must receive when the executor answers the question incorrectly. The evil energy is just a side effect. The Tianjiao himself can withstand the erosion of this evil energy. This is the Tianjiao's own ability.

People have strengths and weaknesses, and so do demons. Whether or not one can withstand the evil spirit depends on the person being punished.

Haoxu Fairy Island would never change the rules just because Tianjiao himself had endured the evil spirit. Changing the rules at this time would be truly unfair.

Within the rules, Haoxu Fairy Island is fair and just, please rest assured, all the Tianjiao and followers, and study hard. "

Having said that, the wooden man picked up the ruler and gently tapped the horizontal screen beside him.

At this moment, the wooden man who always talked about fairness, justice and studying hard actually looked like a famous teacher who taught and answered questions.

He is not happy or sad because of things, and his emotions will never fluctuate due to changes in external things. He will not be biased against students based on whether they are "naughty" or not.

He just lectured carefully and marked the questions seriously.

Students are punished for wrong answers and rewarded for right answers, being impartial and impartial within the rules. Isn't this a wonderful and reassuring quality?

There are few living creatures in the world that can reach this level and possess such qualities, but a wooden man that looks like a mechanical creation has achieved it.

It's really weird, with an indescribable absurdity and irony.

The wooden man tapped the horizontal screen beside him and typed out the third question.

The third question was still answered by the executor Guiche.

No living creature, inside or outside the classroom, or on the sea, attempted to answer the ghost car's questions.

Then, the Ghost Car paused for thirty breaths. After thirty breaths, the time for answering the question was up, and the Ghost Car gave its answer.

The result of the test came out soon. The wooden man continued to tap the horizontal screen beside him and said, "Demon Clan Ghost Car, you have answered three questions incorrectly in a row. You will enter the long river of time and space to undergo learning and transformation."

what?
The wooden man's penalty came so quickly and suddenly.

No one expected that the Ghost Car Demon Saint, who had not been punished before, would suddenly be punished at this moment.

It turns out that if you answer three questions incorrectly in a row, you will need to enter the long river of time and space to undergo learning transformation?
As soon as the wooden man finished speaking, a tiny river appeared above the desk of the Ghost Car Demon Saint.

The long river suddenly appeared, and waves rolled up.

The nine heads of the Ghost Car Demon Saint didn't even have time to use any magical powers or make any reactions before its entire body was swept into the waves!

The tiny river swirling above the desks has rolling waves. Although no one knows where it comes from or where it goes, the vicissitudes of time and its rapid passage are still vividly reflected in this tiny river.

There was silence inside and outside the classroom for a moment, and the Ghost Car Demon Saint disappeared in the long river without a trace.

The curses and prayers of many creatures had come true, but many people discovered that although the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint had disappeared, their hearts did not seem to be as they had imagined -

A sigh of relief, or perhaps great joy...

No, none of these emotions.

On the contrary, many people and monsters felt a sense of empathy at the same time.

There is some inexplicable grief over the death of the rabbit and the fox. Is this strange place a secret realm leading to immortality, or a fast train to hell?
The Ghost Chariot Demon Saint disappeared in the tiny river, but the Dream Tapir, which retreated thirty miles towards the Soul-Falling Abyss, was fine as it was not affected by the punishment suffered by the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint.

At this moment, the nightmare tapir was standing on the black disc, with a slightly confused expression on its face.

On the podium, the wooden man struck the ruler again.

The huge dice appeared again in the sky above the vast ocean, boom——

The wooden man said, "Black has finished three moves. The executor has made three mistakes in a row and is punished. In the next round, I will draw the white chess genius again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge dice in the sky began to roll.

The dice spin quickly and stop quickly.

Gulp, this time, what appeared on the front of the dice was a bright red six!

Six points, which means that the next genius who is drawn to play chess will have to face six difficult levels.

The routine was still the same, but all the creatures present became nervous.

Then, the wooden man tapped the ruler and said, "White will play in this game, and the player is Tianjiao Song Zhao. Tianjiao Song Zhao, you will have six opportunities to move forward. Now is the first step. You can choose the first follower to listen to the class and answer questions."

It’s too late to draw Song Ci!

This means that Song Ciwan was picked too late, or in other words... Song Ciwan was finally picked too late.

When the results came out, countless creatures present breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ciwan herself seemed a little dazed. She seemed to be slow to react until the wooden man finished speaking and after a few breaths, she uttered a soft "Oh".

She stood on the white disc, raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze fell on the projection classroom.

In the classroom, her "thousands of followers" had different expressions, but each was nervous in their own way.

The wooden man said, "Song Zhao, the genius, you have one thousand followers. Now please choose one of them and answer the first question."

Song Ciwan did not hesitate this time. She said, "I choose Mo Yinghuai."

She chose Mo Yinghuai!

There was a slight uproar in the field.

Many people did not expect that Song Ciwan would actually choose Mo Yinghuai!

After all, although Mo Yinghuai was famous a thousand years ago, a thousand years later, he was clearly in an unspeakable state of desolation.

Even Mo Yinghuai himself did not expect that Song Zhao would choose him.

After all, as the leader of the Xianwu Alliance, Song Ciwan's prestige in Jiuzhou has actually reached its peak, and she can definitely have more and better choices.

Without mentioning other things, just talking about the True Immortal Yiqing Zhenren, doesn’t he seem much more appropriate than Mo Yinghuai?

Mo Yinghuai stood up in front of the small desk, raised his eyes through the huge projection behind the wooden man, and looked at Song Ciwan in the projection.

His eyes were old yet crystal clear, as if filled with emotions that were indescribable.

But his lips trembled, and he finally asked: "Alliance Master Song, I... I never thought that Alliance Master Song would choose me..."

Song Ciwan smiled slightly and said, "Friend Mo Dao, I believe you."

It was just six short words, but they instantly struck Mo Yinghuai's heart.

His hunched back suddenly straightened up.

Yes, compared to Master Yiqing, Song Ciwan even trusts Mo Yinghuai more.

Because Song Ciwan had indeed had a lot of gratitude towards Mo Yinghuai in the past.

Song Ciwan chose Mo Yinghuai. Mu Ren did not express any opinion on this, and he would not express any opinion either.

He simply picked up the ruler and tapped it lightly, and started the lecture directly, just like the previous process.

Every lesson in Chinese literature and history is filled with countless contents.

The wooden man spoke eloquently, like waves pushing up the sea, and lectured at a rapid speed with the momentum of rolling waves.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly. At a certain moment, the wooden man suddenly put away the ruler and said, "The lesson is over. Please answer the questions, human Mo Yinghuai."

It’s time to answer the questions!

As the ruler struck, the first question appeared on the horizontal screen beside the wooden man.

The title is: You are buried in the abyss, your bones are melted into mud, I live in the world, my head is covered with snow. This is a poem written by an ancient sage. What is the artistic conception of this poem?

(End of this chapter)