"Additionally, to prevent cheating, after drawing their questions, everyone must proceed to separate cubicles within the hall to answer. Each group will consist of ten people, and the time limit for answering will be the duration of one incense stick.
As for the judges, Master Hui Chong and a few others will continue to serve in this capacity."
"The contestants are separated, and the judges supervise each other, which is considered fair, but only if the questions are not leaked..."
Lin Qingge muttered, then stepped forward and drew a so-called test question from the box.
Upon entering a cubicle, she unrolled the paper containing the question. It read:
[A Hong had just attended her mother's funeral, where she met a man who made her heart flutter.
That night, she murdered her father. Can you explain why?]
...
Looking at the familiar content of the question, despite its new wrapping, Lin Qingge's mouth twitched violently.
Good heavens!
Is this really a selection of wise strategists, or are they looking for a psychologically twisted pervert?
Complaining aside, Lin Qingge pushed open the cubicle door and approached Master Hui Chong and the others.
Seeing Lin Qingge emerge from the isolation, Master Hui Chong and the others shivered inexplicably.
"Amitabha, has this young hero already arrived at an answer?"
With the principle of finishing early to get some rest, Lin Qingge handed over the slip of paper while lazily yawning, "The answer is that A Hong wanted to hold another funeral so she could see the man who made her heart flutter."
Master Hui Chong pulled out a seemingly ancient tome from beneath the table. Lin Qingge, with her sharp eyes, spotted the characters 'Kong Ming' beneath the cover.
???
Both the perverted test questions and the name 'Kong Ming' led Lin Qingge to a bold guess:
Could it be that, besides herself, there are other transmigrators here?
As Lin Qingge's heart churned with astonishment, Master Hui Chong searched through the tome for a long time before looking back at the young man in green, who had submitted his paper almost immediately after the test began.
"Amitabha, congratulations, young hero. Please write your name here."
After speaking, Master Hui Chong added with a hint of unease, "Young hero, please remember to only write your own name."
Lin Qingge, the first to exit the back door of the Wolong Hall, intended to go back and rest. However, remembering that Leng Ningyue and the others were still inside, she waited in place.
Not long after, others began to emerge.
Hua Jinrong and Murong Bai were not normal people to begin with, so their correct answers were within expectations.
Ling Han, Ye Shengxiao, and Lu Mingxuan – one a cold-blooded butcher, another a scrupulous womanizer, and the third a glib swindler – it was not surprising that they answered correctly.
As for Leng Ningyue and Mo'er, how could her Ningyue sister possibly be wrong? So her answering correctly was no issue.
Moreover, when she had first transmigrated and was recuperating in bed, bored out of her mind, she had recited similar questions mixed with riddles to Mo'er, which was why Mo'er knew the answers.
But what surprised Lin Qingge the most was that Yan Tinghao, that simple-minded but strong oaf, had also passed?
That's not scientific!
"B-Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"
Yan Tinghao touched his face, not realizing he had anything on it.
"What was your question?"
"The question?"
Yan Tinghao strained to recall, "A princess dressed in a white gown and a prince in shining yellow armor were simultaneously captured by the enemy. The enemy leader said they could let one of them go, but also said white was unlucky and could not be released, then gave them a dagger.
In the end, the prince died and the princess was released. Why?"
Hearing the question, which was still very familiar, Lin Qingge's eyes widened, "You got it right?"
"Yes, the answer is 'white clothes stained with blood.'
Isn't it that the princess used the dagger to stab the prince to death and then used the prince's blood to dye her white dress red?"
Listening to Yan Tinghao's matter-of-fact tone, Lin Qingge felt she might have misunderstood him earlier.
However, Lin Qingge's exaggerated expression lasted only a few seconds before she heard Yan Tinghao scratch his head and chuckle innocently, "Actually, I knew the answer a long time ago."
"Knew it a long time ago?"
"I don't know why, but the questions on the paper were exactly the same as what I saw in my father's study when I was a child, so I didn't even need to think about the answers."
"No wonder..."
Realizing she hadn't misunderstood, Lin Qingge sighed in relief and continued to press, "Do you know if Master Yan knew someone named 'Kong Ming'?"
"He knew him?
Kong Ming is my father's courtesy name. My father's given name is Xiuping, courtesy name Kong Ming."
"What—?!"
Lin Qingge, who had searched high and low without success, exclaimed in surprise. Yan Tinghao continued to recall, "My mother said that when she and my father were young, they also roamed the martial world for a while and earned the title 'Twin Devils.' They were almost invincible.
Oh, and my mother also said she once beat up a certain grandson surnamed Long who liked to show off, until he looked like a pig's head."
...
Lin Qingge's mouth twitched. She genuinely felt that although Master Yan and his wife were no longer in the martial world, their legends were everywhere.
Although she didn't have absolute certainty, the talkative Master Yan might be the transmigrator she had suspected earlier.
"Brother Hua, Brother Lin, congratulations!"
Gao Ming emerged from the hall, warmly greeting Lin Qingge and the others.
"Brother Gao, did your fellow disciples also pass?"
Lin Qingge asked rather subtly, but unfortunately, Gao Ming didn't catch her implied meaning and chattered incessantly, "Brother Lin, you might not know, but because Wolong Villa has many disciples, they hold an internal selection each year to determine who will participate in the martial arts convention.
Since the competition content changed this year, I was eliminated during the internal selection.
Our junior sister, who is not skilled in martial arts, was also eliminated.
As for our senior brother, he was the champion of the last martial arts convention. According to regulations, those who have won the championship once cannot participate again.
Therefore, only our third and fourth junior brothers are actually participating in this martial arts convention.
However, although junior sister and I have no connection with this martial arts convention, we will still help Master and senior brother with anything we can, such as receiving distinguished guests and running errands for meals.
Oh no, I promised Qin Chang from the Tang family to feed his蛊 worms!"
At this, Gao Ming slapped his forehead and then ran off like a gust of wind.
Since the content of the third round of competition would only be announced tomorrow, Lin Qingge waited until Yong Ning, who answered incorrectly, and Xu Siyun, who answered correctly but voluntarily forfeited, had left. Then, the group returned.
However, before leaving, Lin Qingge's peripheral vision caught sight of General Lian passing the test as well, and he was personally escorted out by the Villa Master, Long Xiaotian. This was rather thought-provoking...