Chapter 209: Magic? Trick?

The imperial capital is always lively, especially after dark, the ancients did not have all kinds of entertainment facilities for modern people, after dark, they either read at night or make villains at home, and a few hours before the curfew is a rare free time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The students are in groups, Miss Qianjin, the children of the powerful like to take advantage of the night to enjoy the lanterns, and the civilians who are busy all day also like to walk around, and slowly, the emperor has a certain nightlife.

After dark, the emperor was not only desolate, but more prosperous. The sound of selling and cheering constitute the splendid nightlife of the imperial capital. In the midst of the splendor, a fortune teller stall suddenly appeared by the river, which did not attract too many people's attention.

Although the fortune teller has a childish face, outstanding temperament, and a handsome boy with him, although this combination attracts the attention of some people, few people come to fortune telling, but they are interested in the flags hanging on the stalls.

The flag is normal, the only thing that is not normal is that there is a line of words written on the flag.

"Count everything, not more than the cross!"

The fortune teller is bigger than the other, this one said to do everything, and the other dared to say that he knew five hundred years before and five hundred years after that, and the first four words were not outstanding, and what really interested people was not super cross.

Is it to ask no more than a cross, or to answer no more than a cross?

People have curiosity in their own right, and eight simple words have indeed appealed to other people's appetites. It didn't take long for a young man in a blue robe to come over and sit across from the fortune teller.

"Fortune teller, tell me about my son, what does it mean not to go beyond the cross?"

The fortune teller didn't care about the abruptness of the young man, opened his eyes, and said flatly: "Hexagram cross, you can know everything!" ā€

"Yo, the tone is really not small, this son is ready to give you a try!" The young man raised his eyebrows and said.

The fortune teller nodded: "What does Childe want to count!" ā€

The young man in the blue robe raised his head: "Aren't you able to calculate everything?" Then you give me the math, what is this son going to count now? ā€

The fortune teller glanced at the young man carefully and sighed lightly: "Poor Taoism, but the son is here for the honorable?" ā€

The young man was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really a little skillful, yes, this son just wants to ask you, when will my father and mother die, so that my son can be ready!" ā€

It turned out to be to calculate when her parents died, Xiao Tong frowned unconsciously, what she hated the most was the unfilial person, and the child's performance in front of her was not very much like filial piety. If it was normal, she would have to punish the other party well.

That's right, the fortune teller and the boy are dressed up by Lu Li and Yu Xuanji.

Yu Xuanji is very interested in Lu Li's way of mathematics, whether it is the way of mathematics in the native world or the way of mathematics outside the territory, as long as she can improve her cultivation of mathematics, she is willing to understand and learn.

Lu Li, an extraterritorial powerhouse, turned out to be a master of mathematics, so she naturally wanted to take a look. Because of curiosity, I even let go of the disgust in my heart a lot.

Lu Li didn't care about Yu Xuanji's attitude, and when he heard the words, he waved his hand and left a few words in front of him.

"Father dies before mother?"

The young man looked at the words in front of him, read them word by word, and after reading, he raised his head and asked confusedly, "What does this mean?" ā€

Lu Li pointed to the handwriting and said: "Childe's questions are all on paper, if you don't get it right, Childe can smash the poor stall!" ā€

The young man nodded: "Okay, if it's not allowed, don't say that this son is not polite to you!" After speaking, he threw down a few copper plates and left directly.

"This is what you call the way of arithmetic?" After the young man left, Yu Xuanji looked at Lu Li and asked seriously.

Lu Li smiled lightly: "What do you think of Xuanji?" ā€

Yu Xuanji shook his head: "I didn't see the so-called magic number, only the deception!" If the gentleman wants to make fun of the mystery, you can say it clearly, why use it to make fun of the mystery! ā€

"No, no, no, I didn't tease you, this is my way of math in itself!" Lu Li didn't agree with Yu Xuanji's words and said.

"Since Mr. doesn't want to admit it, Xuanji wants Mr. Yu to ask for advice! Since it's not a deception, what is the so-called scene just now? Yu Xuanji asked solemnly, the battle for the number of spells is no less than a frontal battle. Only by completely crushing the other party can we maintain our own perfection.

"I've figured out everything the guest wants, and if it's a scam, why hasn't he debunked it?" Lu Li said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yu Xuanji retorted unceremoniously: "Sir's methods are indeed good, but the way of mathematics is not like this. Just like just now, the reason why Mr. knows what the other party thinks and knows what the other party wants is not because of the numbers, but because of his keen observation. At the moment when the other party approached, you and I could smell a smell of medicine on his body, the medicine is mainly mild, but there is also a great tonic medicine, this kind of medicinal material will only be used on the weak and weak, from this point it can be seen that the other party's family has elders infected with diseases, and there are patients in the family, so naturally it will not be counted as anything else, it must be related to the patients at home. So Mr. directly emphasized that the other party is here to calculate the situation of the elders in the family! ā€

After a pause, Yu Xuanji continued: "Second, the hexagram that Mr. replied seems to give an answer, but in fact it is indeed specious, giving an answer that can explain everything. ā€

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper and wrote it on the stall.

"The father is here, and the mother dies first!"

"Father, die before mother!"

"If the father died before the mother, the gentleman can explain. In the same way, if the mother died before the father's husband, the husband can also explain it, in just five words, covering all the explainable factors, this is a deceptive method of the charlatan, not a means of cultivation! ā€

Throwing down the brush, Yu Xuanji finally said.

After listening, Lu Li smiled lightly: "Xuanji, before I met you, I had met with another person, Taiyin Zhenren, and I was also your fellow disciple." He once said to me, why was the Taoist Ancestor able to teach the Buddha this student? He replied, no matter the heart of the Tao and the Buddha's heart, it is always inferior to the original heart! Your heart, the pursuit of the otherworldly, the pursuit of everything, the heaven and the earth are all in my hands, then, what are the ordinary pursuers? It's just two words: peace of mind! ā€

"Heart? Peace? Yu Xuanji's body shook slightly, and he had some realization in his heart.

"Whatever reassures them is nothing more than telling them everything they want to know. For example, just now, he really wanted to know when his parents would die? No, just give an answer, why bother pursuing the so-called truth, this is my way of mathematics! Lu Li turned his head and said affirmatively.

"Taught!" After a while, Yu Xuanji sighed heavily, whether she approved of it or not, a word did give her some enlightenment.

Seeing Yu Xuanji's expression, Lu Li's face changed, revealing a sly smile: "Haha, do you really believe Xuanji?" Actually, what you just said is right, I don't know how to do numbers at all, that's a deception, and I just say this to tease you. No wonder Xu Xian likes to tease you, your reaction is really funny! ā€

Hearing this, Yu Xuanji could no longer keep Gu Jing unwavering, a trace of shame and anger flashed on his face, and he stomped his feet: "Now, I can be sure that you and Xu Xian are indeed from the same place!" (To be continued.) )