Great Talisman Seal Script Master

"Zijin, run!"

Bai Muye shouted, sat up from the bed suddenly, and opened his eyes.

The bloodshot eyes looked a little ferocious.

After a while, his eyes slowly returned to clarity, his expression returned to normal, and his whole temperament suddenly became brighter.

Like a ray of morning light shining through the gap in the curtains.

Feeling good.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his head, took a deep breath, and continued to sit there in a daze.

Woke up from another nightmare.

He has had this dream for six consecutive years.

Different scenes, same people, similar plot.

This time it's in the jungle.

The thin little girl with short hair, her clothes stained with blood, staggered, struggling to drag him forward.

The jungle is dark and cold.

There were green eyes everywhere, watching them in the darkness.

He couldn't move or shout, and it felt like there was a big stone pressing on his chest.

It feels like a nightmare.

The dream is very long and full of exhaustion.

Over the years, countless times in his dreams, he had always wanted to see the little girl's face clearly, but there was always only a back view.

The only theme of the dream is escape.

Endless escape!

He didn't know why he kept having this kind of dream for many years?

I don’t know who the little girl named Zijin is?

What's the relationship with him?

To find out, he even recorded himself sleeping multiple times.

But except for the four words "Zi Jin, run fast" that appear very frequently and are relatively clear, the rest are just meaningless gibberish.

Every time I asked the old man, he would always say "haha" and distract him.

It's just a dream, don't take it seriously.

Or it could be that he has been single for too many years and is in love with his youth.

It was obvious that he was just talking nonsense, bullying Bai Muye for being an innocent child.

If all Sichun had had were dreams like this, humans would have long since lost their drive to reproduce.

The old man must know something!

Bai Muye has a very good memory. He can't forget everything except what he has said.

But he couldn't recall anything about what happened before he was eleven years old.

It was blank, no impression at all.

It seemed that someone had tampered with it and erased that part of the memory.

Did something extraordinary happen to me when I was a baby?

Could it be that my true identity is actually a down-and-out prince with a throne waiting for me to inherit?

But why don't I have a strong and loyal servant by my side?

Old man?

forget it!

It would be nice if he did not regard himself as a servant.

So, maybe I am just an amnesiac orphan picked up by an old man.

Bai Muye sighed softly and said to the air: "Open the curtains."

The curtains slowly parted automatically to both sides, and the dark room instantly became brighter.

The early morning sunlight shone in, shining on his well-proportioned and strong body.

For a seventeen-year-old boy, his figure was too perfect.

Of course, his appearance is a bit too handsome, so he rarely goes out these years.

It’s not a pleasant feeling to always be looked at with surprised eyes, or even touched on the head and face excessively.

When he came to the bathroom, Bai Muye looked in the mirror and asked seriously: "Mirror, mirror, why do I always wake up from nightmares?"

A sweet voice came from the mirror: "Little brother woke up because he was handsome!"

Perfunctory answers, perfunctory compliments!

Do you still need to talk about such a well-known thing?

Bai Muye started to wash up expressionlessly.

Then exercise and have breakfast.

Special rules.

Today is the day to apply for high school, and it is also the day for him to go to school for the first time. He must not be late.

Wait for the old man to come back and give him a surprise.

But... will the old man come back?

"Beautiful...I want to eat white porridge and beef stuffed buns."

Bai Muye washed his face and said, "Also, if you dare to put green onions in it again, I will never end it with you!"

"As you command, little brother..."

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Feixianxing, Baihua City.

The weather is still very hot at the end of August.

The square of No. 1 High School was packed with people and seemed a bit crowded.

At least tens of thousands of teenagers gathered here, with excitement, nervousness and anticipation intertwined on their young faces.

Hundreds of teams were not very neatly arranged, but still in order, waiting for inspection.

These are all students who have passed the cultural class and are preparing to apply for No. 1 Middle School.

And this is also the last hurdle to enter No. 1 Middle School.

The huge transparent dome above the square filters out the scorching heat outside, leaving only bright light and a comfortable temperature.

This season of the year is when a large number of parents and students in Baihua City are most nervous.

It is also the most stressful time of the year for the teachers of No. 1 Middle School.

They have to select the most talented students from tens of thousands of students with excellent grades, and they are very busy.

Compared with other long teams, Bai Muye's team was very small.

He stood relatively close to the front. Although he was wearing a hat and a mask, his tall figure and bright and pure eyes were still very eye-catching.

Many girls lining up around him were secretly looking at him.

Bai Muye wondered in his mind how many Fu Seal Master apprentices there would be in this session.

Judging from the number of people in his column, it is probably not very optimistic.

There have always been very few people applying to be a Fu Seal Master.

Even if it only recruits students once every ten years, not many people would sign up.

The requirements of the Talisman Seal Master are really too high!

Drawing skills, patience, memory, discrimination ability... one level after another, I don't know how many people have been eliminated.

Now this final test tests the most important foundation of becoming a talisman seal master - mental strength!

It is estimated that the school also feels that the enrollment situation of this batch of Fu and Seal Masters will not be very optimistic.

So throughout the morning, the cold and stern scolding of the female examiner in charge of recruiting Fushu and Seal Masters did not stop, and could be heard clearly from a long distance away.

Taking care of the child's face?

nonexistent!

"Nine point five, unqualified, why are you so low? Next one!"

"Twelve o'clock three, no, next one..."

"Accommodating? I can't be accommodating! Do you think this is a joke? What the hell can you draw if your mental strength is not up to par?"

"I reiterate, if you have less than 20 mental strength, don't try it! Haven't you ever used the virtual warehouse at home? Why are you wasting your time when you know you can't do it?"

"It doesn't matter if you are qualified in other aspects! Mental strength is the basis for becoming a talisman seal master! Didn't you communicate with your family before coming here? Even if you haven't used the virtual warehouse, can't you feel whether your mental strength is high or low?"

"You, you, and you, look at how listless and weak you are, do you think you are a person with high mental strength?"

"It only starts once every ten years... Don't want to miss it? It's not a question of whether you want it or not, it's a question of whether you can do it!"

Listening to the examiner's harsh words, Bai Muye felt a little sympathy for the students who had been eliminated.

Although virtual warehouses have long been popular, it does not mean that everyone has been exposed to them.

Many parents do not allow their children to be exposed to it too early because they are worried that their children will be addicted to it.

That's what the old man is.

It is said that the virtual warehouse is used to play games.

The game is toxic.

Bai Muye couldn't help it if he didn't believe it. Who made him have no money?

Students were eliminated one after another. They were either lost, depressed, or pretended to be calm but left silently with red eyes.

It wasn't cruel, but it still made the other students waiting in line feel a bit sad.

From early in the morning to now, which is almost noon, it seems that only three people have successfully passed the border.

One has mental power of thirty-three, one has thirty-six, and one has fifty-five.

The fifty-five number immediately caused a sensation as soon as it was measured.

Baihua City has not seen a high school freshman with a mental power of over 50 for many years.

So when the young man named Mu Xi was tested and his mental power was as high as fifty-five, even the principal was alarmed and led a group of people to pick him up like a star holding the moon in his arms.

The treatment for geniuses is just different!

Time passes little by little.

When the little chubby girl in front of Bai Muye was also eliminated, she gave him a pitiful look, finally plucked up the courage, shouted "Come on, handsome guy", and then ran away quickly wiping her tears and sobbing, it was finally his turn!

Bai Muye looked calm on the surface, but he was a little nervous in his heart.

The old man sealed his mental power again a while ago, saying that he still had about 17 or 18 points left.

After so many days... it should have gone up, right?

It would be too depressing if he was eliminated before twenty o'clock, which would be a minor shame and could not enter No. 1 Middle School.

Independent learning is only allowed until high school, and he must attend high school.

Feeling anxious, Bai Muye came to the examiner and took off his hat and mask.

In an instant, countless people looked in his direction.

"Wow!"

"So handsome!"

"How could there be such a handsome man?"

"I really like this little brother!"

Bai Muye was very calm, smiled at the examiner and saluted: "Hello, teacher!"

This stern and irritable female examiner is actually very beautiful. She looks like a young woman in her late twenties, especially her eyes, which are particularly bright and lively.

She raised her head, glanced at Bai Muye, was stunned for two seconds, then smiled for the first time all morning, and said gently: "The Baihua Art School is next door."

Bai Muye: "..."

Judging people by their appearance?

A little too much!

Bai Muye: "Teacher, I'm here to apply for the Talisman and Seal Script Master's exam."

Why should you take the Talisman and Seal Script Master exam if you are so good-looking?

Is it better to be an idol?

The female examiner thought to herself.

But looking at this face, the depression and anger all morning magically disappeared.

What a handsome little boy, so pleasing to the eye!

So he smiled patiently and said: "Apply to be a Talisman Seal Master, okay, put your hand on this instrument, yes, that's it, don't move..."

Some students who had just been eliminated before leaving had a look of astonishment on their faces: Are they treated too differently?

After a moment, a series of numbers appeared on the instrument. The female examiner looked a little surprised and looked up at Bai Muye again.

"Are you sure you want to apply to be a Talisman Seal Master?"

Bai Muye nodded.

Someone nearby was curious and stretched his neck to look over. On the screen of the instrument, there were two bright red numbers - 20!

It turned out to be just right, barely passing the test!

"Fuck...is this okay?"

"What happened? Has anyone passed the test?"

"Is this the fourth one? It's amazing! Eh? Twenty spiritual powers?"

"Oh...this is so lucky, isn't it? But twenty...isn't it a bit low?"

"Such a handsome man has such high mental power!"

"Yes, yes, he's so handsome! He's prettier than a celebrity!"

The female examiner was also speechless. Twenty was indeed over the line.

But the key problem is that Talisman seal masters have extremely high demands for mental power.

Although twenty has reached the standard of a junior talisman seal master, in so many years, there has never been such a student who just missed the mark.

Generally speaking, when they reach the age of high school, students who are eligible to apply for the Talisman Seal Master's exam will have a starting point of 30's in mental strength, and they will almost reach 289.

This kid has exactly 20 points of mental power and is so good-looking. How can he devote all his attention to boring spells and seals?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but take a look at Bai Muye, he's so handsome!

Why is she so beautiful? If I had a daughter... Well, I don’t have a daughter.

If I were twenty years younger...

Bai Muye looked at the female examiner in front of him and felt a little uneasy.

If I had known, I wouldn't have let the old man seal it last time. At that time, I was only 70 or 80 points, and I was not beyond the scope of junior talisman seal master.

Even if it causes a sensation, it won't be as embarrassing as it is now, right?

Twenty...it's so exciting!

Still a bit shabby.

"Wait a minute, don't be impatient..." The female examiner looked at Bai Muye and said pleasantly, and then began to communicate with the leader.

After a moment, she looked at Bai Muye and said with a smile: "Congratulations, classmate Bai Muye, you passed!"

Bai Muye breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.

This smile made many girls around him have stars in their eyes.

"So handsome!"

"Kill all the creatures called school idols instantly!"

"It's so beautiful! You must be happy to be a classmate with such a handsome guy!"

The female examiner also breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt a little regretful in her heart. If this young man had higher mental strength, even if he was only in his thirties... he should be able to become the image spokesperson of the Fu Seal Master, right?

It’s a pity that in this recruitment, there are too few students who meet the standards!

From the beginning to now, including Bai Muye who is stuck on the standard line in front of him, there are only four people in total!

Including the two that have been confirmed before, this time... there are only six?

Taking a look at the not too long queue at the back, I guess there won’t be any surprises.

It's really not as good as the previous year. At least twelve of the batch ten years ago are still qualified.

When will a real genius appear in Baihua City?

Put your hand on the instrument, and it will directly display three digits... How great would that be? As a Fu Zhuan teacher, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams, right?

The female examiner glanced at Bai Muye, smiled softly and said, "Go back and wait for the notification."

"Okay, thank you, teacher!" Bai Muye bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Take away a lot of envious eyes.

It is estimated that the news that a "genius" with twenty mental strength has been admitted to the Talisman and Seal Script Class of No. 1 Middle School will spread quickly.

But I'm afraid it will form two completely different voices from Mu Xi, who has fifty-five mental powers...

But to Bai Muye, it didn't matter.

No matter what, you will be admitted after all, right?

His mental strength is not really only twenty. Even if he will be looked down upon in a short period of time, it will last a long time.

For girls in No. 1 Middle School, it doesn't even matter.

Twenty is just twenty. He’s so handsome, but it doesn’t matter if he has zero mental strength!

It’s enough to see this face every day!

Thinking of becoming a classmate with such a handsome man, the hearts of countless girls almost melted.

So happy!

Looking at Bai Muye's back, the examiner's eyes became softer.

What a good and polite boy!

The student in line behind Bai Muye had been waiting for a long time and couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Teacher..."

"Why urge?"

The examiner suddenly returned to seriousness and said expressionlessly: "Hurry up!"

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