There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 848: Peeping eyes

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In fact, Founder did not leave the imperial examination room.

He is still in the imperial examination room.

When he heard the footsteps of a few people coming from behind, his figure flashed very quickly, and he temporarily hid in an examination room beside him where there were no candidates.

As for why there are no candidates in this room?

There are too many possibilities.

It may be death, sickness, family change, flooding of my hometown, mudslides in the mountains...or the escape from natural disasters and man-made disasters, or the looting and killing of bandits in the middle of the city to take a test...or being cheated. Scratching, diarrhea, quitting halfway, etc...

Fang Zheng didn't bother to think about the real reason.

The footsteps of the invigilators have been lingering around the neighborhood, seeming to be patrolling the neighborhood to check if there are any candidates cheating.

For about half an hour, the invigilators left.

When they passed the examination room where Founder was hiding, these invigilators walked over as if they hadn't seen them.

It's like I haven't seen such a big goal as Founder.

The demon ape is two meters high, and in the narrow compartment, there is nowhere to hide.

For such a big goal, the invigilators walked over together, but they just couldn't find Founder.

Fang Zheng watched the invigilators leave, thinking in both eyes of Fang Zheng.

Obviously, this place is full of weirdness.

It's not calm at all when it seems calm.

Because!

These are dead things! Not a living person!

Fang Zheng in the exam room, sweeping around the exam room where he is now hiding.

"Ding Wei?"

"The ranking of candidates in this imperial examination room is based on the five elements of heaven, earth and earth, and the five elements as candidates?"

Fang Zheng saw a wooden sign in the examination room that was painted as bright red as blood.

The word Ding Wei is engraved on the wooden sign.

Ding Wei compares the number forty-four in the five elements of the heavens, the stems, and the earth.

Since the dramatic changes in the world began, Founder has studied the cultural heritage left by his ancestors, so he can recognize the number represented by Ding Wei.

"Forty-four hell...I am a little panicked now, this ghost number is not lucky at all."

The ghost knows why an exam room he chose at random is exactly forty-four.

I don’t know if it is accidental, or something ghost is causing trouble?

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking about it, suddenly, the imperial examination room, which had been quiet and exceptionally calm, heard the clapper beating the gong.

"The second watch in Haishi, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft!"

Boom! Boom!

In the quiet environment, there was a double bang.

Remind people that they have entered the second shift.

"Second watch?"

"The second shift corresponds to modern time. It is almost between nine o'clock in the evening and eleven o'clock in the evening...this time it is late at night."

The ancients lacked night entertainment.

And just a few minutes is enough to make a child.

So after nine o'clock in the evening, for the ancients, it was already late at night when everyone was asleep.

Don't ask why Founder knows this cold knowledge.

After getting more and more uneasy outside, he frequently inquired about various ancient knowledge.

When he heard the sound of beating in the imperial examination room, Fang Zheng's arm muscles holding the knife suddenly tightened. As long as there is a slight error, he immediately burst out of the examination room to kill the enemy.

The voice of the dresser was getting closer and closer, and soon, the figure of the dresser appeared in front of Fang.

A hunched old man appeared in front of Fang!

Fangzheng recognized who the humpbacked old man was at a glance!

But the old man with the hunchback didn't recognize him.

However, the current hunchbacked old man did not recite those messy and weird poems, but acted like an ordinary watchman.

Listening to the sound of playing more and more farther and farther, and gradually disappearing, Fang was in the narrow space of the examination room, wandering in place and thinking.

From time to time, look up to see the surroundings.

I don't know what he is planning.

Just as Founder was thinking, recruit Ran!

Fang Zheng felt a pair of eyes peeping at him in the darkness.

But when Fang Zheng wanted to find him, the pair of eyes peeping at him immediately disappeared.

After doing this several times, Fang Zheng temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​going out.

Before uncovering the **** behind the scenes, all arbitrariness is putting yourself in danger.

Time passed so quietly.

Ten minutes.

Half an hour.

One hour.

The gazes peeping at him in the dark are always there and never disappeared.

Fang Zheng has been trying to find out where the peeping eyes came from?

He almost went through the narrow, small exam room. It’s almost time to tear down the test room, and then break the boards piece by piece to look for holes made by termites!

Ten minutes have passed...

Just when Fang was searching the exam room inch by inch, when he happened to check the board in the exam room, the feeling of voyeurism reappeared.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng sensed that this voyeurism felt very close, and as soon as he noticed it, he immediately found the root cause.

That's a small seam on the board of the compartment. The seam is so small that if you don't look for it carefully, you can easily overlook the past.

I don’t know if the seam was dug out artificially, or whether it was a quality workmanship problem, because the seam is too small and there are all possibilities.

And the sense of voyeurism before!

It is from the examination room next to him behind the slit!

It's just that when Fang Zheng found the crevice on the wooden board, the feeling of voyeurism had disappeared.

Fang Zheng looked at the thin slits of the wooden board in front of him, his eyes narrowed.

He didn't immediately expose the examinee next door. Instead, he started sitting in the examination room like a okay person, learning from other examinees, as if he was doing scientific examination papers seriously.

It didn't take long before that sense of voyeurism reappeared!

Fangzheng seemed to have known so long ago, his figure flashed, and a person appeared behind the thin slit of the wooden board.

There was something dark behind the thin slits of the wooden board, which disappeared in a flash, and the feeling of being peeped disappeared again.

Next, Fang dug out a piece of mud in the soil under his feet to seal up the cracks in the plank.

As a result, the feeling of voyeurism reappeared!

Fang Zheng turned his head and saw that the mud that originally blocked the small crevices of the wooden board had been punctured.

Fang Zheng lowered his head in thought.

After that, he picked up the pillow prepared for the candidates in the examination room and blocked the small cracks in the wooden board.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes... This time the voyeuristic feeling never appeared again, it was rustling, rustling...like the rat burrowing in the middle of the night, or the rattling sound of a rat gnawing something, very slight, Be careful, in the quiet night, such as sneaky, sneaky sounds.

Fang Zheng frowned.

He turned his head to look at the pillow used to block the small slits in the wooden plank. The next second, he removed the pillow and held it in front of his eyes.

Heh.

Fang Zheng sneered.

I saw the side of the pillow that was used to block the small crevices of the wooden plank, as if it was being cut constantly by some sharp tool. It had already cracked and opened a hole, and some wheat husk stuffing fell out.

This seemingly peaceful imperial examination room is really not peaceful at all.

This time, Fang Zheng simply stopped taking things to block the small crevices on the wooden board. He stuck to the wooden board in the compartment and squatted quietly in front of the small crevices.

One second.

Two seconds.

Time goes by...

Suddenly, there was an eyeball looking at Fang Zheng through the thin slit of the wooden board!