I saw white mist appear.

Ten people who had just walked into the hall showed worry, and turned around frequently, looking at Senior Sister Yuan standing at the entrance of the hall.

Senior Sister Yuan said coldly, but reminded:

"Walk inside, don't look back, go as deep as you can... This is the assessment of the third level."

After a pause, she added:

"Don't worry, with the Six Queens here, I will take care of you. Walk forward with confidence, maybe... I will have a dream."

Except for Ouyang Rong and Song Zhian, the other nine people breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk into the hall, allowing the white fog around to gradually become rich.

After experiencing the second level, Lu Jinghong was full of energy and looked at the white mist in front of him, and was a little ready to go:

"Is this the third level? The assessment of mental resilience? Let's go, let's take action separately..."

"Wait, you guys wait a moment."

Song Zhian, who was unknowingly at the end of the line, suddenly spoke.

Ouyang Rong, Sha Ergou, and Xiaoma Yu all turned around.

Song Zhian glanced at the other five people, left them behind, followed Senior Sister Yuan's words, and walked deeper.

The other five people should not know each other and are not familiar with them, so they naturally acted on their own.

Sha Ergou looked at Song Zhian who was silent and couldn't help asking:

"Miss Song is afraid of the fog? Do you want to tell Senior Sister Yuan?"

"Need not."

Song Zhian seemed to have come to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the white mist in front of him, and waved his hand:

"Listen to me, this third level of assessment should be a test of who can go far."

Lu Jinghong's eagerness to try was dull and asked in confusion:

"What does it mean? Could it be that there are dirty things inside, just like those rude stinky monkeys in Taogu?"

"Not it, but there is something wrong."

As if she noticed that Senior Sister Yuan outside the hall was looking at them. When she looked at them, Song Zhian took the initiative to squat down, lowered her head and knotted her skirt to prevent her from falling. At the same time, she turned her back to the door of the hall and lowered her voice:

"I heard that this white mist will make people enter strange dreams. Different people have different dreams, but if they are trapped in the dream, their steps will be soothing and even stop in place...

"So, my guess is that if you want to have excellent grades, you have to be awake and try to delay the moment you fall into your dreams to achieve your best results.

"Don't take it lightly after you go in later, try to keep yourself awake."

Lu Jinghong thought to himself: "Keep awake?"

Sha Ergou muttered: "Dream? It's so easy for us to dream in broad daylight, haha, that's not a daydream."

Ouyang Rongduo looked at the beautiful little girl who delayed time in front of her and calmly analyzed it for them.

Mrs. Yu said in a panic and hurriedly put away the snack bag:

"Ah? Why didn't Sister Song say it earlier? Then I'll eat less, because I'll get sleepy if I eat too much."

Seeing this, everyone's mouth twitched slightly.

Song Zhian suddenly turned around and asked Lu Jinghong:

“Do you still have the cooling cream I gave you in the morning?”

"Cooling cream?" Lu Jinghong was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "Use it, it's used up."

He groped his sleeves, suddenly reacted and looked up and asked:

"Wait, Miss Song, do you mean... using it to refresh yourself?"

Song Zhian lowered her eyes slightly: "Yes."

"But it's gone. Miss Song, do you still have it?" Lu Jinghong looked embarrassed and said a little guilty: "I'd kept some if I knew it, I'd be there anyway. Anyway, the second level is not difficult..."

He turned his head and glared at Sha Ergou in discomfort:

"It's all your fault!"

Sha Ergou was surprised: "What's my fault? It's not what I used."

Without waiting for Lu Jinghong to speak, Song Zhian stood up and interrupted them.

"Okay, I don't have time to argue, I have to go in."

She turned her back to the door of the hall, groped her cuffs, and took out a green grass from her sleeve in front of everyone.

Ouyang Rong caught a glimpse of the roots of the green grass with wet mud, as if it had been picked for a while. I don’t know if it was picked on the road by Song Zhian.

The green grass has six leaves.

This beautiful little girl from Jiannan Road picked off the leaves one by one and handed them to Ouyang Rong and the other four, with her voice calm:

"It's okay without cooling paste. In my hometown, this thing is called butterfly grass, and the leaves are very sour and bitter. When I was a child, I saw soldiers rushing to the road late at night, and they chew the leaves of this grass to prevent sleepiness, but the roots cannot be eaten and they will easily bloated...

"I just passed by and saw it. I picked the roots. We were all one by one, trying to wake up and try to walk into the hall."

Ouyang Rong looked at Ye Ji, then looked at the calm and calm Song Zhian. Suddenly he remembered that when they met at the entrance of the cave just after the second level, the girl Song seemed to have been staring outside the entrance of the cave.

Moreover, Song Zhian and Yu Xiaoniang also happened to be at the end of the line. Logically, it was not so coincidental. There should be quite a few girls in the same group of girls, so they would not be able to rank to the end unless... deliberately delayed.

It seems that Song Zhian had found out some news about the third level at that time and began to prepare countermeasures according to local conditions.

Song Zhian's thoughts are more detailed than Ouyang Rong's previous thoughts to understand the rules and make the best plan in such a short time.

Ouyang Rongduo glanced at Song Zhian who was distributing leaves and silently picked up one.

Lu Jinghong looked happy and took the leaf:

"Thank you Miss Song, for being careful."

Sha Ergou and Yu Xiaoniang also quickly took the leaves, and the latter nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice:

"Sister Song is amazing, amazing."

She looked down at the leaves again and muttered in a low voice: "When it comes to bitter taste, should you eat it with a little dessert?"

Everyone:...

There were six leaves in total. After each person took away one, Song Zhian had two left in his hand.

Except for the insensitivity Sha Ergou, Ouyang Rong and Lu Jinghong's eyes fell on the excess green leaf.

Lu Jinghong immediately spoke: "It just so happens that Miss Song gets one more piece..."

Song Zhian suddenly turned his head and said to the dull young man who was silent all the way:

"Brother Liu, take the extra piece. Although you performed well in the first level and were just average in the second level, your bone age is a flaw. Brother Sha is younger, and the conditions for entering the bamboo hall are not that harsh. Mr. Lu said that he had already maintained his stability.

"When I say to Sister Yu and I, I have estimated the results of others several times. We shouldn't have to worry too much, so you can take this extra butterfly leaf and try to get better results in the third level."

Ouyang Rong did not move, and seemed to have a dull reaction as usual.

Lu Jinghong used his sword sheath to block the leaves handed out by his bare hands and the dull young man, and couldn't help but speak:

"But Miss Song, the assessment of Yue Girl is also very important to you. If you are just one breath away from the first level, you can be taken to the female disciple. You can analyze the secrets of the third level assessment, and take the initiative to take out the butterfly leaf and give it to each of us. It is already righteous enough. You should come to the extra one..."

Song Zhian shook his head and stuffed the excess butterfly leaf into Ouyang Rong's hand.

She chuckled softly:

"It's almost a fate if you almost level 1. Now, no surprise, the tattoo girl can be the best in the third level, and may even be the top spot. I guess it's hard to compete for the first place. There's no need to be so angry. Haha, think about it from another perspective, this trip to Jianze, it's an honor to be able to witness a monster who is rare in ten years in the same group. It's also a great honor to be in this group... Let's not talk about this, Brother Liu, perform well."

Song Zhian said comforting, but his tone and expression were a little unrejectable, which directly determined the distribution of the butterfly grass.

Lu Jinghong hesitated, took back the blocking scabbard, glanced at Brother Mu Na Liu, and then looked at Song Zhian.

He gritted his teeth and handed the butterfly grass in his palm to Song Zhian:

"Miss Song, then you can use my piece, and you won't use it..."

Song Zhian shook his head firmly:

"Take it, my piece is enough."

Sha Ergou couldn't help but interrupt:

"Young Master Lu, don't give it to Brother Liu or me..."

Mr. Lu's face changed slightly. Without waiting for his answer, Song Zhian suddenly took a step, passed by everyone, and waved his hand:

"Okay, just follow my reservation. Go in quickly. You can't drag it anymore. Senior Sister Yuan is coming in."

The four of them reacted and immediately followed Song Zhian's footsteps and walked towards the white mist in front of them.

The five except them have disappeared in the white mist, and I don’t know where they went, or how far they went.

After walking a few steps, you can clearly feel that the richer the white fog around it is increasing, as if the deeper the white fog becomes, the thicker the white fog becomes.

Although for someone, this mere white fog concentration is simply a terrible thing compared to the "heart-asking situation" last night.

But for Song, Lu and Sha, it was already a very strange and novel thing.
To be continued...