The beautiful woman waved her hand, and the two maids closed the scroll.
Everyone knows that this condition is coming.
At this time, the talented man who claimed to be from Heluo Academy said with some confidence:
"I know what Miss Yuan Shuang wants to test us."
"Appreciate this painting, right? I'm here first. The skill of this painting is superb, and the painter has a strong sense of observation. He can depict the ordinary street scene in Taiping City..."
"Wait!" The beautiful woman said with a smile, "Wrong."
"We, Miss Yuan Shuang, give this scroll to you for viewing, but the conditions are not for appreciation."
"But..."
"Excuse me, in this "Taiping River Picture", from the beginning of the morning to the end of the night, how many pedestrians appeared on East Third Street? How many carriages? What color are the wheels of the last carriage? The hawker selling steamed buns.
How many buns did you buy?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was stunned on the spot.
Quiet, very quiet.
No one in the entire Yunjian Pavilion made a sound.
Many people were trembling and paralyzed by this question.
What kind of bullshit is this?
Finally, after a while, someone frowned and raised a objection:
"The scroll just took less than a stick of incense to unroll, and the scroll was so long. We were all immersed in the superb skills of the scroll. Who would know such a problem? There are so many scrolls, with a total of at least a thousand people... not to mention
Others...isn’t Miss Yuan Shuang difficult to deal with?"
"Yes, yes, if you ask me to watch it again...I may not even be able to count...unless I have someone count while watching..."
"No...who can tell this?"
…
I have to say that this question is really difficult.
In that painting, as the light changes, the characters also change. Even if it is just a street, the pedestrians move and change with the light. How many people are there from sunrise to sunset?
Even if you try to count the eight classics, you may not be able to count them.
Not to mention other issues that need attention.
"This Yuan Shuang is not a fuel-efficient lamp..." A servant next to Feng Wuque whispered, "Young Master, what should we do?"
"It doesn't matter, no one at the scene should be able to tell."
Feng Wuque shook his head, "As long as Yuan Shuang can't find a suitable guest, he will have a chance."
At this time, a young man with a heroic face and a jade-like face said:
"Hmm... the total number of pedestrians... 3,220 people, 78 carriages, the wheels of the carriages are pear yellow, the vendors at the bun shop... must have sold 107 steamed buns?"
Except for the last question, which is uncertain, the rest of the answers are quite certain.
For a moment, everyone looked over.
Makino also looked over. If this stupid question were in real mode and synchronized with him, with the memory of an immortal cultivator, he would... really not be able to remember it.
The focus is not on this aspect at all.
Let me see who it is...
"Shen Qingchan...?"
Makino was quite surprised.
At the same time, the beautiful woman also looked at the strange young man with extremely surprised eyes:
"Young Master is amazing...but you only got three things right...and one thing wrong."
When everyone heard this, they immediately gasped.
Did anyone really get it right?
real or fake?
For a time, many unacceptable and disbelieving eyes fell on the latter.
Shen Qingchan snorted softly and remained silent.
"This girl is really a genius..."
Makino looked at it for a long time and was speechless.
Even in the world of immortality, if you have spiritual roots, you are definitely a genius. A genius with extremely terrifying intelligence and memory can become a top boss in anything he does.
This girl definitely didn't count on purpose. She probably read it once and copied the details of the scroll in her mind.
Many times, I have to admit it.
There are so many geniuses in this world...
I'm not a genius, but I can read files.
Makino shrugged and read the file again. This time he counted in detail, counting carefully and counting several times.
I found that Shen Qingchan was wrong about the last item.
Everything else is correct.
The reason why it was wrong was because the vendor at the bun shop had a basket of buns taken away by a dog, and the dog paid him back.
Shen Qingchan probably didn't notice this, missing one cage.
then…
"Three thousand two hundred and twenty people, seventy-eight carriages, pear yellow, and one hundred and eight cages." Makino controlled the character to answer this question.
"..."
The beautiful woman's eyes were startled and she said happily:
"Congratulations, Mr. Ji, your answer is completely correct."
Shen Qingchan looked here, frowning slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized, her expression seemed a bit annoyed.
"This Mr. Ji, I heard from Aunt Yun, is a libertine who hangs out in Zuixiang Tower these days..." Shen Qingchan muttered to herself, "I didn't expect that he has such a talent... The master is right, there are too many talented people in this world.
Already…”
"In this case, it seems that I can't complete the task assigned by Aunt Yun...leave quickly, if you are seen by the disciples of the Divine Fist Attaché...so as not to misunderstand Mu Shaoxia..."
After that, she pretended to be annoyed and retreated behind everyone.
The beautiful woman spoke again:
"The second question is relatively simple. Miss Yuan Shuang would like to ask everyone, what kind of woman is she in your minds?"
This question is purely ideological.
There is no standard answer, everyone expresses their own opinions, and almost all of them are words of praise.
It seems that the competition is about who can blow better.
【1, A marrow-eating demon woman】
【2.A courtesan who conquered the country】
【3.Actually, he is just a poor person.】
【4,…】
This option…
The first person exposed his true nature, how can he still see this?
As for the second person who praised me, everyone present praised me too much.
The third one is unique and does not take the usual path, but he can attract the other person's attention and seems to be the most correct one.
Makino first chose 3 to try, but the beautiful woman was stunned when she heard it, and said with a half-smile, "Does the young master think that I, Zuixianglou, have abused Miss Yuan Shuang?" This indicates that the friendliness level is up to standard, and the beautiful woman's face quickly changed.
He calmed down and said that you should go see Miss Yuan Shuang in person, and then invited her into Miss Yuan Shuang's boudoir.
"You have to have a certain degree of friendliness to choose this option..."
When they arrived at Miss Yuan Shuang's boudoir, the surrounding maids had dispersed, leaving space for the two of them.
The night is beautiful now.
The room was familiar to Makino. He had been here once before, but this time it was different. Yuan Shuang was not covered with a quilt.
Instead, he sat in front of the dressing mirror.
The screen in front reflects the graceful curves of the beauty, but she is wearing a transparent gauze skirt, which is quite interesting.
"Sir, why do you think I am a pitiable person?" Sister Yu's slightly calm voice also contained a bit of charm.
The bones of those who listened were numb.
"Yuan Shuang, Yuan Shuang... Red sleeves generate vitality, frost comes to make spring mud... The name comes from this poem, and its meaning is to use women as spring mud, as the wedding dress of all things. Isn't it quite pitiful?"
Makino joked casually.
The girl Yuan Shuang inside was startled, and suddenly ran out, covered with fragrance, and threw herself into the latter's arms:
"Woo... The slave family has heard of the young master's name in Zuixiang Pavilion for a long time... I thought that the young master is just a libertine who likes to play with women, has no talent and no virtue, but I didn't expect to find out today that the young master is not only capable of traveling across the world, but also knows Yuan Shuang seven points before even meeting him.
Mind…"
"Sir, I like you very much..."
With a beautiful woman in your arms, the delicate fragrance of soft jade, and a charming voice that can make your bones tingle, even a monk has to break his precepts.
Yeah?
Then why hasn’t your favorability changed? Makino asked.
Believe it or not.
A witch!
Yuan Shuang took the latter's hand, moved slowly, and came to the bedside, her eyes filled with affection as she said:
"Sir, let's sit down and discuss the art of calligraphy and painting... I have a lot to say to you..."
【You have been charmed.】
Makino looked at the information prompt and smiled slightly.
This time he didn't panic at all.
Not long after, the two of them walked to the bedside, and Yuan Shuang blew out the candle, making the room dark.
After a while... the sound of battle sounded.
"Young master...you...how do you know the eighteen skills of Zuixianglou? And the realm is so advanced..."
"Of course I learned it from the girls in your Zuixianglou."
Makino couldn't help but laugh secretly.
The brothel customer's secret martial arts talent is very poor, but...he can learn this secret martial arts extremely quickly, as if this secret martial arts was born for him.
In half a month, this secret assassination weapon, which was adapted into the art of drunken fragrance in the building, was fully learned.
So scary!
"Yuan Shuang, this is not how you use the seventh hand. Let me teach you..."
"Hey..."
Makino controlled the character and used his Eighteen Touches of Drunken Fragrance quite excitedly.
Although you can't see anything in the dark, this sense of accomplishment is great.
…
A long, long time passed.
"Master...you...you are really talented..."
"How could... be like this..."
"..."
During the discussion, Makino once again felt the powerful marrow-absorbing technique.
It's just that this time, with the kidneys fully opened and the full layer of Drunken Fragrance Shiba touching, Yuan Shuang is no longer an opponent.
"Sleep clothes."
Until the morning light fades.
Yuan Shuang was lying on the bed, her eyes slightly opened and closed, full of affection and extremely tired.
"Young Master, I have fallen in love with you..." From the imperial sister's voice to the soft and cute cute girl's voice, it only took two hours.
Huh, really?
But your favorability level remains unchanged?
Makino didn't believe a word of it.
The witch who can suck the thieves dry is definitely not that simple.
"Why don't you redeem the slave's family?" Yuan Shuang's fingertips drew circles on the latter's body, and he continued to talk lovingly.
"But I have no money." Makino said.
"I have a way..." Yuan Shuang suddenly stood up and said with a mysterious face.
"What can you do?" Makino knew that the key was coming.
Yuan Shuang took out an ancient painting from the side of the bed and said:
"Sir, look..."
Makino took a look and realized that this painting was the mysterious painting he had seen when he sneaked in before.
"This painting is old...it seems to be hiding something?"
"Young master's painting skills are excellent." Yuan Shuang whispered, "Yes, there is a treasure hidden in this scroll. If you can find the location of the treasure, you will be rich. This is my secret. Lien Da is in charge of me.
I have never said anything. If I don’t really treat you, Yuan Shuang will definitely not reveal a word."
hehe.
"Treasure?"
"That's right, if you look at this scroll from four different angles, you will see four characters, which together are: Taiping City Mansion."
"The treasure is right here."
I've seen this enchantress.
The Qijue Emperor Picture is in the hands of the Qijue Demon. If the treasure is here, then the Qijue Demon is also here!
Makino pondered, the information has been obtained.
Taiping City Mansion is an official institution of the imperial court, but the imperial court's jurisdiction over Taiping City is very low, and the city lord has done little. This Taiping City Mansion is quite cold.
etc.
No, the Seven Ultimate Demons are actually in the city?