082 Flow calculation(1/4)
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After Fan Huashi fell to the ground, Shuzuo and others rushed up to confirm their safety. After being generally safe, they helped her to her seat and rested, and sent someone to the clinic.
Most people didn't know why she fell down when she heard the sound. They only saw Wu Shuzi falling to the ground while Fan Hua, and were not moved at all. They just turned around and stared at the question board silently.
Wu Shuzi's dark face in Fan Huashi's eyes was clear in the eyes of others.
If Fan Ya is a hard rock, he is like a thick bark.
Fan Ya is standing upright, but he is examining.
Use those faint eyes to examine everything in the world.
Logically speaking, he believed in the name of heaven and led the Mo family of the King of Jin to the Qin Academy to guide the way. The first stop to Xianjing should be the Qin Academy. It is even possible to notify the Qin King in advance to welcome him.
But he walked in a low-key manner all the way, and then entered Xianjing and went straight to the Mo Pavilion.
It's just because the person he misses the most is actually here.
Tan Ying, who is determined, can only rank second.
However, even though the person he was thinking about fainted in front of him, he had no mercy and still had only the question on the board in his eyes.
"Who?" he asked.
Mo Zhong bowed his head, no one answered.
"Wake her up." Wu Shu said.
Mo Zhong was silent.
...
Library.
Tan Ying came very early, but she never read the book from beginning to end, just staring at a book called "Wu Shuan Jing".
This is a great masterpiece, created to date, the most comprehensive and self-consistent system and the most widely used textbook.
But he was stuck in one place, and the world was stuck there. He had been stuck for a long time, so he shouldn't have been stuck for so long.
Maybe he was not alone when he was painting.
It's just because the figure of the giant is too tall.
While pondering, I suddenly heard a "dong!" sound.
Something hit the ground.
He looked up suddenly.
I saw a man leaning over and breaking into the window, falling to the ground.
The man raised his head again.
But he saw his bloody eyes and purple face, like a zombie in the sun.
Tan Ying was shocked.
Where did this fucking ghoul come from!!
However, the man was even more shocked and turned over and curled up to the corner in a mess: "Learn from ghosts... it's really about ghosts..."
After the two of them were shocked, Tan Ying first tasted a little popularity and stood up carefully to salute: "Who are you... you haven't been asleep for a long time..."
The ghoul leaned on the ground on the spot, gritting his teeth with tears in his eyes:
"Below... the ink master Zhu Qi.
"This venerable, I think it is the remnant spirit of my Mo family ancestor...
"I'm here to come here, I'm just asking the ancestor to save my master!!
"It's okay to send it to me or to devour my soul...
"I just want the ancestor to save my master!"
Tan Ying was also stupid.
Why, why am I more like a ghost than you?
"Brother Zhu, I am not a broken spirit, I am just a bachelor who lives here for the time being to study." Tan Ying hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhu Qi up, "What's wrong with the owner of the museum?"
"It's the giant... the giant is here." Zhu Qi said with trembling teeth in a daze, "He is very dissatisfied with the last question... It seems to be trying to clear the door... except for the owner..."
"????!!!!!!!" Tan Ying was extremely frightened and angry.
That being the case, Pythagoras.
I'll help you with the curtain call!
...
At the same time, the Lobby of the Ink Pavilion.
Under Wu Shouzi's insistent order, Fan Huashi was pinched and woke up.
With the help of left and right, Xu Fu stood up, and only lowered his head to look at the ground not far away in front of him and said tremblingly, "Please... take that question... first..."
"Then why did you stick it on?" Wu Shuzi looked at Fan Hua with a calm expression and said:
"I have served in heaven for many years and I still cherish your talents.
"That is the way of the Mohist school of thought and reform.
"I heard from afar that you have not attained enlightenment for many years, but I think you are still in a paradox.
"If you don't change, it's just your own business.
"But now, your husband will find this solution to this question.
“Isn’t it Yang Mi?
"As the owner, how can you do such a thing?"
Every word of this sentence was like a board hitting Fan Hua's body, like a whip whipped into her mind.
Her figure became more and more frivolous, and her head became lower and lower: "I... I... resigned from the position of the director... I'll just retire... "
"It's not here." Wu Shuzi pointed to the question board and said, "Who is the question solver?"
“…I don’t know.”
Wu Shuzi suddenly burst out his eyebrows and shouted like a dead tree cracked skin: "Who is the problem solver!"
The purest aura of earth and wood suddenly burst out, and the whole hall was so panicked that he dared not speak out.
Fan suddenly shook when he was painting. Even if Shu Zuo and others protected him, their brains seemed to be squeezed by countless **s.
Positive, trapped, paradoxical…
Everything is so dark...
Just then.
Bang!
The door of the library was kicked from inside.
The wood chips fly across the sky, and the fire is particularly strong.
It is hard to tell whether it is Confucianism or Mohism, or the law or the Tao. It is really like a ghost who is ignited from the burning flames. Cang looked at Wu Shu: "Materials, Tan Ying, please talk."
crop……
The whole hall was silent.
Everyone in the museum stared at it.
Is it a Sandang?
After solving three questions in three days, the person lying in the library was Tan Ying?!
But isn't he a materialist?
Why is this more Confucian than Confucianism?!
Seeing this, even Wu Shuzi's face, like the bark of a dead tree, trembled slightly.
As Tan Ying walked step by step, a Tianmo man shouted: "No matter who you are, dare to do this? Reduce your energy!"
"Who is the first to raise his anger?" Tan Ying said in a silence.
Mozhe glared and said angrily: "The giant scolds you, you can't comment!"
"I am the only way to defend the way, and I will be your turn to bark?!" Tan Ying looked down on everything and walked forward steadily, walked past the people of Mozhefang, passed Wu Shuzi, passed Shu Zuo, and finally stood in front of Fan Huashi.
The fire gradually faded, and his appearance gradually calmed down.
The warrior burned with fire has turned into a child who bows his head.
"Leave the rest to me." He said softly.
Hissing...
To be continued...