Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 142 Why Six Dollars?

So why.

He obviously already knew how to break the formation in Fulanxuan's courtyard, why was he still trapped on the roof?
In the middle of the night, Mo Junli squatted on the top of the Fulan Pavilion with his knees in his arms. With a bit of chilly spring night wind, it penetrated into his collar and cuffs along his collar. Bitter cold.

what's wrong...

What's wrong?
Following his current position, facing the outside of the wall, take a step forward, and then take a foot and seven inches to the left or right...

But whether it is left or right, he has really tried it so many times!

Mo Junli was crying. He had tried countless times according to the method Mu Xici told him, but he failed every time. When he found a good position, he could take just one step to the outside of the wall, and another step to get on the official road .

One foot and seven inches... The green tiles on the roof of Fulanxuan are about three inches and three inches wide. Isn't one foot and seven inches just a little more than five tiles?

The young man sniffled and silently checked the tiles at his feet, settled on the position of "one foot and seven inches", and tried again in disbelief.

Not surprisingly, he once again stood by the branch of the old tree outside Fulanxuan. Mo Junli looked up at the almost full frosty moon in the sky, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's so hard, it's so hard to start life all over again.

Mo Junli accepted his fate, silently climbed back to the top of the Fulan Pavilion, squatted down with desolation and tears in his eyes, and knocked on the roof tiles in self-sacrifice.

This time, Master Mu, who had been prepared for a long time, moved very quickly. As soon as he knocked on the tiles on his side, the little girl on the other side opened the window.

Mu Xici, who was dressed in neat black clothes, moved up the front of the room very vigorously. Seeing Mo Junli's languid and hopeless look, she raised the corners of her lips with a half-smile: "Why, what is it used for? Is there a bell on the roof?"

"Tell me first, why I can't get out of your formation even though I found a foot and seven inches." Mo Junli looked sleepy, and answered the question irrelevantly.

The boy's eyes were flushed, and Mu Xici felt that he looked like a big dog who was neglected and extremely wronged, so he couldn't help but frowned with a puff: "How did you find the one foot seven inches?"

"A green tile is about three inches wide, and one foot seven inches costs about five green tiles." Mo Junli pointed at the tiles beside him, and raised his head pitifully, "plus the small gaps between the tiles. ...I counted five tiles and jumped off the edge of the fifth tile."

"Then you either stand on the official road or stand outside the wall, right?" Mu Xici covered her lips, she was afraid that she would laugh too arrogantly and not be very elegant.

"Yes, either on the official road or outside the wall." Mo Junli hugged his knees, "Why? Isn't that just one foot and seven inches?"

"The combined width of five tiles is indeed close to one foot and seven inches." Mu Xici forcibly suppressed his smile, and rubbed his belly that ached from laughing, "But are you sure you counted five tiles? "

The boy pursed his lips when he heard this: "Master Guoshi, I'm not a child, how could I count wrong."

"Really? Then you should check it out." Mu Xi resigned after a while.

"Check it out." Mo Junli was excited by the little girl, and immediately squatted on the roof and started counting, "Look, one, two, two, three, four, five, isn't that five? "

"Pfft." Mu Xici didn't hold back, and laughed again, "Think about it, what did you count just now?"

"I just now? Isn't that just one, two, two, three..." Mo Junli frowned, and the next moment he suddenly widened his eyes, "Wait a minute, what the hell is 'two two'?"

He counted six?
?Why did he count six dollars?

"I told you not to believe your eyes," Mu Xici said casually, "You are a martial arts practitioner, you should be very precise in controlling the scales. It is good to rely on instinct. There is no need to go Count what tiles."

"For those who enter the battle, all five senses and six senses will be disturbed by the formation, and then they will be trapped in place. The things you distinguish are actually east and west; the 'five' you find out is probably four or six."

"In short, when you are in the formation, there will be some problems in your judgment, but this kind of problem is not easy for you to notice. This is the so-called 'ghost hitting the wall'."

"That's right, don't believe your eyes, instinct is more useful at this time." Mu Xici bared her teeth, with a cunning smile hidden in her smile, "How about it, do you want me to install a small bell?"

Mo Junli was stunned after hearing this, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. After he came back to his senses, the young man couldn't help grinding his teeth—how could he not understand what he had said?

The little girl told him this method on purpose last time, and left half of what she said. According to his temperament, when he heard the phrase "don't trust your eyes", he would subconsciously discard his impressions and use the data of bricks and tiles as a measure.

How can I imagine that "don't believe" is such a law that I can't believe it?

You can't even believe the tiles you see!
And the bell, can that thing be tied?
Doesn't it mean that he is a majestic and respectable seventh prince, and he can't break the simple formation of the little master to guard the house?

It's just...

The young man clenched his fists, his face turned green and white for a while, and then he quickly chose to bow his head to reality: "Shuan Shuan, tell me where the end of the rope is after you tie it, I'm afraid I can't find it."

"Don't worry, I'll put it on the eaves when the time comes. It's easy to find." Mu Xici, who successfully made Mo Junli blow another cold wind, was in a good mood, and even softened his attitude towards him a lot, "I'll be there later." Attach a small stick to it."

"Okay, find a more obvious place." Mu Xici nodded, "Do you still want to go to Tinglan Waterside Pavilion tonight?"

"Well, that's the closest to your Fulanxuan." The young man replied sullenly, and squatted on the roof thinking about life for a while, then patted his clothes and got up, "Let's go, go eat. "

"Okay." When it came to food, the little girl's eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.

When Mo Junli saw her greedy look, no matter how much anger and grievances he was holding in his heart, it was all gone in this time.

He took her from the street to the end of the alley, fed her as usual, squinted her eyes like a cat, and sent her back to the Duke's mansion.

*
The closer the examination was, the stricter the guards outside the tribute courtyard became. Even officials from the Ministry of Rites who presided over the examination had to go through several rounds of interrogation when they entered and exited.

Lu Zixiu lived in the tribute courtyard for half a month with a lot of anxiety, seeing that Chao Ling had really never troubled him, he gradually calmed down.

But he always remembered the plan he made on the day he first arrived at the Gongyuan, so he packed up his luggage the night before the test, put everything neatly into the bookcase, and put the bookcase away from the capital. on the table closest to the door.

In this way, when he handed in the paper tomorrow, he could grab the bookcase and leave here as quickly as possible.

Lu Zixiu sighed slightly, checked the bookcase, made sure he hadn't missed anything, and then fell asleep under the moonlight.

In the next day's test, Lu Zixiu finished writing the theory at the fastest and most steady speed according to the plan, and tidied up the study room in advance. His seat was late, and he left the room as soon as the answer paper was handed in.

When he walked out of the Gongyuan, the guards at the gate withdrew a batch.

Seeing this, Lu Zixiu was overjoyed, and was about to quicken his pace, but in the next moment, someone covered his mouth and nose——

Then the person and the box were forcibly robbed.

　Mo Junli: Daily Autism

　　
　
(End of this chapter)