The Sky Monkey of Mobi Mountain is gone, and it has been gone for a long time.

This is not used to the disciples of the Mo family, who are used to watching fireworks in the middle of the night, so everyone is curious about what those freaks are doing.

Including the six-fingered black man, he was very curious, and he hadn't seen Master Ban tinkering with his mechanical beasts for a long time.

So, the six-fingered black man and a group of commanders finally couldn't help but be curious to come to Mobi Mountain.

And then......

"Don't move, get out of here, you've stepped on my formula!" As soon as the six-fingered black man stepped into the Ink Debate Square, he was reprimanded by a group of disciples.

“？？？” The six-fingered black man was stunned for a moment, took a few steps back, and then thought, no, this is my Mo family!

"Say you, get out!" But before the six-fingered black man was angry, another sound came, and then he saw that Yang Lou, one of the leaders of the Mo family, was thrown out of the square.

"Who am I and where am I?" Yang Lou was also a little confused, he was one of the top masters of the Mo family, and his cultivation was also a great master who had reached the Eightfold Ming Ghost, but he was thrown out quietly, and he didn't even give him a chance to react.

The six-fingered black man was silent, even if he didn't seem to be able to quietly throw Yang Lou out like a chicken.

So, a group of people stood on the mountain road and watched a group of Mobi disciples squatting in the square to write and draw some symbols that they couldn't understand.

"Why don't we come back another day?" Yang Lou was really frightened, and looked at the six-fingered black man hesitantly.

When did the Mo family still have such a master, they didn't even know.

"It's not cultivation, it's skill!" The Six-Fingered Black Man pondered for a moment.

It was Lan who threw Yang Lou out, who was also a master of the Ming Ghost Realm, but the difference was that Lan became insignificant in the use of internal force, not much for a point, not a lot for a point, and he could also do the greatest work with the least force, so Yang Lou would be thrown out by the other party without noticing.

"Teacher, this is too difficult, the disciple will not!" As soon as the six-fingered black man and the others wanted to leave, they heard a wail.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, the six-fingered black man, Yang Lou and the others were shocked, it was none other than Master Ban who spoke.

Can't believe his ears, Yang Lou rubbed his ears, polished his eyes, and confirmed that it was Master Ban before he looked at the six-fingered black man who was also confused with a panicked face.

"Squeak~" The door of the pavilion opened, and a young figure rushed out of the room angrily, glaring at Master Ban and roaring, "Are you a pig, such a simple thing can't be counted!" ”。

Master Ban, who thought he would be angry, actually shrank his head and played with his fingers with his head down in the expectant eyes of everyone, with an embarrassed face.

"We didn't wake up?" The six-fingered black man hesitated for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

"It should be!" Yang Lou nodded.

So a group of people came fast and went faster.

They know very well that once these freaks concentrate on you, even if you are a big man, they will not bother you.

"Come on, come on, tell me, how did the melon, which originally cost nine yuan, become one hundred and thirty yuan after being discounted?" Jin Yao looked at Master Ban angrily.

That's right, physics has been squeezed dry, so Jin Yao took out a big killer, mathematics!

"Hehe~" The other disciples were covering their mouths and snickering, but they were glanced at by Jin Yao, and they all lowered their heads.

"Laugh, laugh what laugh, what are you so funny, look at what you calculated, let you count how far a septuagenarian woman travels, what have you calculated?" Jin Yao roared and looked at Lan.

Lan, who is an upright boy, did not hide it, and said his answer, "1,400 zhang per breath!" ”。

"The seventy-year-old woman breathes 1,400 zhang per breath, is she a monkey sitting in the sky, or is the old woman whistling by?!" Jin Yao became angry the more he looked at it.

"Maybe this old woman is a hidden celestial master?!" Lan replied after thinking about it.

"......" Jin Yao was silent, and he couldn't follow Geng Zhiboy's mouth.

"Hahahaha~" A group of disciples couldn't hold back and laughed.

"You guys are embarrassed to laugh, a car, people under the city, who calculated for Lao Tzu that there were 3.4 people left in the car in the end, did you divide his body in the car?!" Jin Yao looked at the schoolwork in his hand, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"Hahahaha~" There was another burst of laughter, and the only one who didn't laugh must be the guy who miscalculated.

"Also, Xiao Ming weighs 0.05 catties, and the house finch weighs 100 catties, with a probability of 210 percent, which of you will find me a house finch weighing 100 catties to see!" Jin Yao looked at the various answers, and he really shook himself.

"Hahahaha~" laughed, no one knew why they came up with such a strange answer.

"There is another disciple who is amazing, Lao Tzu has given four option answers, eh, he just didn't choose, and he wrote his own answer next to him!" Jin Yao looked helplessly at the bamboo slip in his hand.

"Poof~" A burst of ridicule came, and the disciples who passed by the mountain gate all laughed.

"What are you laughing at, what qualifications do you have to laugh!" Jin Yao glared, my students are also you guys who only have muscles and no brains can laugh?

The other Mo disciples all shut up, but they were still straining their faces and holding back laughter.

"Love to laugh, right, have the strength, I was said to bully you, go and fold a piece of paper to Lao Tzu 14 times, you can fold it in half, Lao Tzu eats Xiang, you can't do it, Lao Tzu will stuff you back with Xiang!" Jin Yao glared angrily at the Moxia disciples.

"Isn't it just 14 times in half, wait!" A disciple smiled and ran to find a piece of paper.

So it attracted a group of onlookers, the Mo family must do what they say, and they must do it, so even if they say it angrily, they must do it, and everyone is waiting to see Jin Yao's jokes.

The first time was fast, the second time was still fast, until the fourth time, the difficulty increased a little, but it was still easy to fold to the sixth......

"Go on!" Jin Yao smiled mockingly.

The Moxia disciple was silent, and began to use the internal force to fold in half for the seventh time, and then burst out with all his strength to fold in half for the eighth time.

"Why don't you continue?" Jin Yao looked at it lightly.

"I'll do it!" Yang Lou came, took the paper that had been folded eight times in the hands of the sweaty Xia Mo disciple, his hands were lucky, and then he protected the paper from being shattered, and folded it for the ninth time.

"Hold the grass ......" Yang Lou was also a little panicked, he also felt difficult with all his strength, and he couldn't break it out in the tenth stroke, either the paper was shattered, or his strength was not enough.

"I'm coming!" The six-fingered black man saw Yang Lou's embarrassment, and then took over and folded out the tenth stroke.

"Go on?" Jin Yao watched coldly.

"......" The six-fingered black man was also silent, unable to fold it, "This paper is too small, wait, the old man will change to a big one." ”

The six-fingered black man returned to the central square with a group of commanders, found a piece of the largest paper of the Mo family, and then experimented with it, but the result was that it didn't work until the tenth stroke, and the last group of people worked together to fold the eleventh one, and they couldn't fold it anymore.