"What happened?" Li Yue asked an examiner.

"Reporting to Lord Marquis, um..." the examiner was also a little at a loss, "just now a candidate suddenly fell down..."

"Are you sick or injured?" Li Yue was also a little worried, "Call a doctor quickly!"

"No!" The examiner waved his hand, "That candidate... he turned into salt!"

…

After the examiner finished speaking, there was silence all around.

After a while, Li Yue turned his ear and asked, "What? I didn't hear clearly..."

"Salt!" Several examiners shouted together, "The candidate suddenly turned into salt..."

He Yihang and others were standing nearby, their eyes widened when they heard what was going on?

Zhao Pu's eyelids twitched, he looked left and right first, and asked He Yihang, "Is Zhan Zhao near here?"

He Yihang thought he wanted to find Zhan Zhao to investigate the case, so he said, "Let's see what's going on first..."

Zhao Pu clicked his tongue twice and said, "Nothing has happened in the past few days since I returned to Kaifeng. The day before yesterday, I was betting on who would pick up the corpse first and the murder case. I am keeping Zhan Zhao for five hundred taels!"

He Yihang looked at his unreliable marshal speechlessly. Xiao Liangzi raised his hand and said, "This is the master that Jin'er and I are guarding..."

Zhao Pu was stunned for a moment, then he knelt down and asked Xiao Liangzi, "How much did you bet? We both made a profit..."

Xiao Liangzi stretched out a finger and said, "One hundred taels!"

Zhao Pu patted him on the head, "Oh, why are you so honest? It's not like the Wolf King's Castle and Devil's City are without money. You bet him a dozen or two hundred thousand taels! Your master and I will save military expenses for next year."

Zhao Pu was teasing his apprentice when Ouyang Shaozheng poked him, "Oh! Boss! What's your point?"

Long Qiaoguang also pointed to the ring, "Salt! Salt!"

Zhao Pu waved his hand and walked to the stage, "Look at how you have never seen the world! The Demon King jumped through a hole and passed through a hundred years, what else is impossible? Can't people just turn into salt..."

While talking, the Ninth Prince walked to the stage and saw a rather strange scene.

I saw a man "collapsed" on the ring, wearing clothes, all his hands, feet, and head, and his facial features could be identified, but like a collapsed salt sculpture, part of it was intact and part of it was scattered on the ground.

Zhao Pu stared at it for a long time and nodded, "This is amazing."
Chapter completed!