When Feng Bujue heard these words, he almost blurted out, "Don't know … Why don't you know?"
As soon as he answered, the mouth on the right side of the tall braid continued, "It's Zhi Ye."
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue did not understand why the other party was talking about the Analects of Confucius with him, but he still had to find a way to continue the conversation. "Brother … What are you doing?"
"I, See, You, Look, Like, You, Have, Read, Books, Years, Like, You …"
After this sentence, the man with the tall braid no longer spoke properly. Every sentence he said was alternating between the left and right of his mouth.
To avoid the suspicion of making up words, the use of commas like in the previous sentence will be omitted. Please fill in the blanks yourself.
"… I have three questions to test you." The man with the tall braid continued in his unique way of speaking, "I wonder if you dare to answer them?"
"I dare …" Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows. "But if you can't beat me … What will you do?"
"You and your companions want to go up, don't you?" the NPC said, "If you can answer my questions, I'll let you go up." Before Brother Jue could continue asking, he added, "If you can't answer … or don't answer, you'll have to become my hair."
As soon as he said that, Brother Jue and Xiao Ling behind him both shifted their gazes to the man's head, staring at the tall braid.
"Could it be … The bunch of unconventional long black hair on your head …" Feng Bujue took the opportunity to mock, "Every single one of them was transformed from a human?"
"Yes," the man replied bluntly.
"Oh …" Feng Bujue continued, "By the way, I'd like to ask … Not long ago, how did Miao Xuzi, Hong Ying, and Lu Bufu pass this place?"
"Miao Xuzi is quick-witted, has good literary talent, and is proficient in Zen. It can be said that … his answers are smooth, "the man with the tall braid replied.
"Tsk … That guy can even answer that?" Brother Jue said. "Ask away then." At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and added, "Oh, by the way, how should I address you?"
"My name is Cong Ming 'er," Cong Ming' er replied. "Cong is Cong as in smart, and Ming is Ming as in smart."
"Understood," Feng Bujue answered. "Then … son … if there's anything you don't understand, just ask."
"What are you talking about?" Cong Ming 'er interrupted, slightly annoyed. "Taking advantage of me?"
"Okay, okay." Brother Jue pointed at the mouth on the left side of the man. "Can I call you Xiao Cong?"
At this moment, Cong Ming 'er's right mouth said, "Are you going to name me Tofu next?"
"Hehe …" Feng Bujue laughed and said, "Brother Smart really lives up to your name."
"Hmph …" Cong Ming 'er sneered. "Do you think this is very humorous?"
"It's not that bad," Brother Jue said. "In any case, I think it's quite fun."
"But I don't think it's fun," Cong Ming 'er said.
Feng Bujue's smile widened. "That's one of the reasons why I'm so happy."
"You …" Cong Ming 'er looked like he wanted to curse, but he swallowed his words and laughed. "Hehe … Fine, I won't argue with you."
Obviously, Brother Jue had seen through the key flags in the conversation with this NPC. One, he had to reply "I don't know, I don't know." Two, he had to make it clear that he wanted to answer the question. As long as these two key points were pointed out, then the NPC would not easily attack the player.
"Listen carefully, the first question …" Several seconds later, Cong Ming 'er started to read the question. "One Yin and one Yang, one short and one long, one day and one night, combined into one pair. This is … "
"'Ming.'" Feng Bujue did not wait for the NPC to finish the question and gave the answer.
"Hmm …" Cong Ming 'er's expression (Even though he did not have eyebrows) shifted slightly. "… You do have some skills."
"Hmph … Isn't that obvious?" Brother Jue did not comment. "Then, tell me the second question."
"Okay, I'll give you the first half of a couplet. You can try to match it …" Cong Ming 'er cleared his throat and used both of his lips to read. "Mountains and rivers are high and low, everywhere is beautiful."
"Ha! Hahahaha … "Feng Bujue laughed but did not say anything.
"What are you laughing at?" Cong Ming 'er asked. "You can't match it, so you're laughing to hide your guilt?"
"I can't match it? Ha! "Feng Bujue started to pace around the NPC." I'm a literary giant. How can I not match this kind of couplet? "He scoffed." I just think your couplet is ridiculously simple. "
"Then you're right!" Cong Ming 'er yelled.
"That's right, that's right. I can come up with a couplet of this level." Feng Bujue really could come up with a couplet. He turned around and said, "Feces, feces, urine, big and small, are often sticky and smelly."
At that moment … the whole world was shocked.
Cong Ming 'er, as an NPC, was shocked. Xiao Ling, as a teammate, was shocked. Miss An, as a spectator and Brother Jue's editor, was shocked. Everyone watching this match was shocked …
"This …" Cong Ming 'er was stunned for a long time and did not know what to say.
"What do you think? Such a perfect couplet with such a deep meaning. I'm sure this is the first time you've seen something like this in your life, right? "Feng Bujue saw the reaction and added proudly.
"Hmm … this couplet … sure is perfect …" Cong Ming 'er mumbled. "It's true that I've never seen something like this before …" At this point, his tone started to reveal a pained expression. "As for the meaning …"
"I don't think you'll be able to appreciate it." Feng Bujue did not give the man a chance to finish and cut in. "Your culture and taste are too different from mine. Why don't you go and study for a few more years before coming to discuss the meaning of meaning with me?" After saying that shamelessly, he immediately changed the topic. "Now … let's talk about the third question."
"Okay …" Cong Ming 'er did not want to talk about the couplet anymore. After all, he only needed to answer the second question. Therefore, he adjusted the expression on his face and asked, "Listen carefully, please answer me … What is hell? What is heaven? "
This third question was obviously a question about Zen.
Earlier, when Cong Ming 'er described Miao Xuzi as "intelligent, talented, and well-versed in Zen", he was actually hinting to the player that the next three questions were riddles, couplets, and Zen.
And such an obvious hint was naturally seen through by Feng Bujue …
Slap!
Half a second later, before Cong Ming 'er could finish, Brother Jue slapped him harshly across the face.
This sudden action stunned Cong Ming 'er. But after a short moment of shock, what followed was anger … In an instant, a substantial wave of hostility burst out from Cong Ming 'er's body. He was about to hit.
However, in the next second, Feng Bujue said in a very calm tone, "This … is hell."
When he said this, Cong Ming 'er was stunned.
Then, Brother Jue stepped forward and pulled out Bell's Daily Knife from his waist. He grabbed Cong Ming 'er's braid with one hand and used the other to cut off the tuft of hair easily.
For some reason, Cong Ming 'er did not resist Feng Bujue's action at all. He just stood there and watched as Feng Bujue cut off his hair and tossed it away.
The black, taut strands of hair, after leaving Brother Jue's hand, dissipated into the air and turned into wisps of black smoke. As the smoke drifted away, there seemed to be a faint sound of weeping echoing in the fourth floor.
At the same time, the hostility on Cong Ming 'er's body disappeared with the black smoke. His appearance quickly returned to that of a normal human. Other than the number and position of his facial features returning to normal, looking at the top of his head … where the braid had originally covered, there were now six incense scars.
"Amitabha …" Cong Ming 'er put his palms together and chanted Buddha's name. He bowed deeply to Feng Bujue.
Brother Jue still looked lazy and casual as he replied, "This … is heaven."
Cong Ming 'er nodded and continued, "Almsgiver, your wisdom is vast, and your realm is extraordinary. This little monk is in awe of you …" When he said this, his figure had already turned blurry. "Thank you, almsgiver, for your help …"
"You're welcome." Feng Bujue clasped his hands together and said, "See you never."
After saying this, he turned and gave Xiao Ling a look, indicating for her to follow.
When the two of them stepped onto the stairs to the fifth level, Xiao Ling could not help but look back, but found that there was no one behind her …
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