Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 479 The pit is 098 meters deep, if you want to win, go all out (3)
Fang Jiran's heart skipped a beat.

She didn't know whether Mo Jiu was too ignorant, or whether her own abilities were really ahead of her time.How can a 48-post Luban lock be just an ordinary gadget?She turned her head and stared at Mo Jiu without blinking, her mind was ups and downs.

Mo Jiu pursed her lips innocently, playing with "A Thousand Enemy", and did not go up to help her unlock the Luban lock, but said seriously: "To tell you the truth, I have read the solution in an ancient book before, more than 48 There are 64 pillars. You know me, I have no other skills, but I am smart, quick-witted, and have a good memory, and I can remember it by accident.”

After all, Fang Jiran seemed to believe it or not, Mo Jiu's lips curled up, and his face suddenly became serious.

"Down draw three, middle draw two, up draw one. Speed!"

She emphasized the last two words, as if she was in a hurry, and that urgency also made Fang Jiran nervous.Although she didn't know why Mo Jiu didn't open the lock by herself, she was afraid that the other two female disciples of the Mo family would take the lead.

"Again, five for the bottom draw, six for the middle draw, and seven for the top draw!"

Mo Jiu played with "Enemy of a Thousand People", as if chatting with Fang Jiran, sitting on the chair without moving his hands, only moving his mouth.After Fang Jiran fell ill, her physical condition was not very good. In addition, Lu Bansuo was too complicated. She was not sure, so she was a little anxious. A fine layer of sweat soon appeared on her forehead, and her back was also a little drenched. , his hands trembled slightly.But I didn't expect that Mo Jiu's appearance and tone seemed to be half-guessed, but she could use her method, and after a while, with a "cha", the Luban lock was indeed opened.

Fang Jiran was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding the wall and slowing down, she opened the door with a feeling of powerlessness that almost collapsed.

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Congratulations, you two girls!" Elder Qianmen came over with a smile and cupped his hands, "This round, you have won!"

Hearing that he won, Mo Jiu didn't react.She silently walked behind Fang Jiran, went out lazily, and yawned, as if she had never made up her mind when Fang Jiran was unlocking the lock, she kept rubbing her eyes, seemingly sleepy.

Fang Jiran glanced at her, slightly startled.

At this time, in the opposite direction, two Mohist female disciples also hurried out of the organ room.Compared to Fang Jiran and Mo Jiu, the two of them looked more embarrassed, with flushed cheeks, dirty clothes, and disheveled hair, as if they had gone through a long journey of life and death, not as glamorous as before.Seeing that Mo Jiu and Fang Jiran were already in the garden, their faces darkened slightly, a little ugly, but when they realized that it was only a moment late, they were only depressed.

"Just a little bit? Just a little faster."

"Hey!... I knew I wouldn't argue with you."

Hearing their sighs, Mo Jiu was very excited.

"See?" She squeezed her eyes and laughed, "We're lucky, aren't we?"

Fang Jiran looked at her through the light veil of the veiled hat, and frowned.

Is it really just luck?She couldn't help but think of Mo Jiu's previous "speed".

Faintly, the back slowly went numb.

Everyone said that her younger sister was not good at thinking, but in her opinion, she was actually too good at thinking.She is happy, angry, and stupid, and no one knows her true and false.Moreover, most of the time she does not take things too seriously, always doing serious things in a non-decent state while laughing and scolding.So much so that she still doesn't understand how much Mo Jiu depends on her strength and how much she depends on her luck... Or, as she said, she just memorizes her extensive knowledge and reads a lot?

(End of this chapter)