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Chapter 300 Father Moon Stamps His Feet

The two noseless children held Guan Zhou, who was sore and sweating all over, and pointed him at the black charcoal face in front of him, and gently pushed: "It's up to your nose!"

Guan Zhou was just Wen Xiu after all. He took only one step, his legs were weak, and he was spinning and he collapsed on the ground with a thump.

"Hahahahaha..." The children laughed.

Fangfang laughed the most.

The candidates did not laugh, looked at each other and shook their heads gently.

Even if a martial artist does not prepare in advance, he will be dizzy when he experiences such a high-speed rotation.

"The luck is a righteous person!" Song Baige said in a deep voice.

Guan Zhou then suddenly realized that the breeze around him swayed, his clothes fluttered, and then his legs, which were originally trembling and weak, stabilized and slowly stood up.

The candidates' eyes were lit.

Wang Buku said: "Yes! Haoran's righteousness can make people calm their minds. Even if they are dizzy, Haoran's righteousness is effective. At this time, we martial arts practitioners are not as good as Wen Xiu."

Everyone saw that Guan Zhou was walking steadily, constantly adjusting his body while walking, slowly approaching his face facing Heichar.

"It's worthy of being Wen Xiu. At this time, it depends on Haoran's righteousness..."

As soon as Wang Buku finished speaking, six children without nose clapped and sang together.

"The moon is the clouds are in a hurry. Cover your father-in-law, listen with his ears. The flowers stomp their feet, and the moon guesses!"

A child without nose ran over, snatched the red nose from Guan Zhou's hand, and ran behind the horizontal line with a smile.

Guan Zhou shook his head in a hurry and listened with his ears.

The six children sang nursery rhymes again, and then smiled and reported their names separately.

"I'm Baihua."

"I'm Honghua."

"I'm Green Flower."

"I'm Blue Flower."

"I'm Black Flower."

"I am Zihua."

After introducing himself, the five children stomped their feet hard, and six sang together: "The moon is the clouds are in a hurry. Cover your father-in-law, listen to the ears. Flowers are stomping their feet, and the moon guesses!"

Guan Zhou became even more panicked and kept moving his head lightly to listen.

Suddenly, the six children stopped stomping their feet and started singing together.

"Which flower stomps first?"

"Which flower stomped her feet at the end?"

"Which flower has only stamped one foot?"

"Which flower hasn't stamped her feet?"

Guan Zhou was confused, standing there, at a loss.

The candidates were also stunned. Even if they watched, they could not answer all correctly.

Only Li Qingxian and Wang Bukuo and four or five people remembered clearly, but they all closed their mouths.

We have discussed before that you must not talk nonsense when playing games, otherwise you may be convicted of cheating.

Guan Zhou was silent for a long time and replied randomly: "The white flowers stomp their feet first, the red flowers stomp their feet finally, the black flowers stomp only one foot, and the green flowers stomp their feet."

All the children shouted, "I'm wrong, I'm not going to have a nose!"

Guan Zhou reached out to touch his face, and the middle position was empty and smooth.

"Oh..." Guan Zhou sighed, turned around and walked back, took off the white cloth, looked at everyone, and looked at him with shame.

"Sorry, I didn't even get the first game."

"It's already great to help us discover two accidents. I suspect that in addition to pulling the top and stomping the moon, there is a third obstacle." Song Baige said.

Li Qingxian nodded and said, "We underestimated the difficulty of the game. Next, all games are very difficult, and various resistances will be added, and many games will even be played together."... "There is no way, if you don't play the game, you will be eliminated.

It’s better to play games than not. I’ll do the next one!" Song Baige said.

"Don't think about it anymore?" Li Qingxian asked.

Song Baige smiled and said, "I cultivate the righteousness of Haoran and can keep my mind calm. Now that I am prepared, I can remember the voice of every child. If there is no other obstacle in the future, I will definitely win. If there is, I will depend on you.

Now.”

"Okay!" Li Qingxian nodded.

Song Baige strode over and stood at the end of the horizontal line.

Like Guan Zhou, he was blindfolded and pulled as a gyro, and then he used his righteousness to keep his mind clear and slowly but straight towards the black charcoal face.

More stable than Guanzhou.

The candidates secretly praised it, and the top literary scholars were different, and Guan Zhou showed respect.

Suddenly, a noseless child snatched Song Baige's nose and started playing with the moon stomping his feet.

Song Baige stood there, quietly listening to the children's voices and stomping feet.

They were also six-colored flowers, but five of them were replaced. In the end, the children sang and asked.

"Which flower hasn't been replaced?"

"Which flower is the second one to stamp your feet?"

"Which flower stomps the most?"

"Which flower has the least stamped feet?"

The martial artists were confused in an instant. Shouldn’t they ask the last question? Why have all the questions changed? Can they still play like this?

However, Song Baige's mouth curled slightly and replied quickly: "The black flower has not been replaced, the white flower is the second one, the purple flower is the least, and the red flower is the most."

"Wow! Moon is so amazing, I'll give you my red nose!"

Six no noseless children applauded, and one of them threw the red nose to Song Baige.

Song Baige snorted lightly, and with his calm mind and good listening, he reached out to grab the flying red nose.

It was about to fall into his hands, and his red nose suddenly disappeared.

"Haha, I'm fooled!" The child with a red nose suddenly had a distorted face.

Song Baige panicked and then asked in a deep voice: "What happened?"

Everyone could not believe that the noses on the walls on both sides of the left and right suddenly started to wriggle quickly, as if a person had rhinitis but could not touch them, so they could only twist their noses continuously.

From a distance, it seems like thousands of sarcomas tremble.

Only one nose is red.

The six nostrilless children clapped and sang together.

"A real nose, a fake nose; a small nose, a big nose; a nose, no nose. The noses are all hung on the wall, guess which one has a red nose?"

The candidates were silent and dared not say a word.

Song Baige's eyes were covered with white cloth, his head shaking left and right, sighed, "I'm ready and even sent my literary spirit into my nose, but I can't sense it at all. I can only touch and try it."

Song Baige said, walking to the wall on the left and touching his nose one by one.

Some are smooth, some are greasy, some are rough, and some are delicate.

Song Baige in the darkness resisted the discomfort, gritted his teeth and touched it.

Everyone looked at Song Baige helplessly because his red nose was on the wall on the right.

Suddenly, Fangfang and twenty-three children sang children's songs.

"The chicken chicks chirp and clamors to jump the rope!"

"Battle the bad guys, fight the monsters, fight the bad guys, fight the monsters, defeat the monsters, save the children!"

"What is my shadow called? What is your shadow called?"

Everyone's hair stood upright.

The last thing I want to see happened.

"Bai Ge, admit defeat, hurry!" Li Qingxian shouted.

Song Baige sighed softly, raised his hand and said, "I gave in!"

"I admit defeat, my nose is gone." The six noseless children cheered together.

Song Baige took off his white cloth belt, rushed to his child, and picked it up.

Everyone finished three games together.

Song Baige touched the position of his nose, leaving only a smooth face.

"There is still a quarter of an hour before the next wave of games. We can probably get three people to do it. Let's try our best." Li Qingxian said.

Wang Buku said, "I'll try."

"Don't I have to go directly?" Li Qingxian asked.

"I will explore again, what if there is any new change? If there is no new change this time, you can go on again." Wang Buku said.

"good!"

Wang Buku walked forward and participated in the nose touching game.

He successfully broke through the moon and stomped his feet, but after his nose hit the wall, he tried various methods, but could not touch them at all, and eventually gave up the game.
Chapter completed!
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