Chapter 20: Illiterate
Problems are found, but they can't be solved.
Gu Juan once again pinched the swollen and painful eyebrows, and slowly ran the trace of heat in the depths of the dantian to relieve the discomfort of his body.
Suddenly, his heart moved, and he looked down at the hem of his clothes.
There, it was a small line of small words written by his finger dipped in blood.
Memory, inner breath, not seeing, coming.
Gu Ju's pupils shrank, thinking that he roughly understood the meaning of the words memory and internal breath.
So what does it mean to not see and come?
He thought about it for a long time, announced that he would stop and rest some time in advance, and took this opportunity to quietly pull Zhou Wuchang to the side.
"How many people were in the team when you entered the village?" Zhou Wuchang touched the back of his head, as if he had suddenly been asked a difficult question, and his face showed a confused and dazed expression.
"Yes, how many people should there be in my team, I can't remember?"
His brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and he thought hard, not even feeling two streaks of blood whirring from his nostrils.
Gu Juan's heart tightened, and he immediately changed the topic to stop Zhou Wuchang from continuing to think, "Zhou Wuchang, can you see if there are any new faces among these team members, or people who you feel strange about?"
Zhou Wuchang looked over one by one, and after a long time, he said with some uncertainty, "I don't think it's strange for the eight people sitting over there, Gu Dart Master, who do you think is strange?"
Eight people!?
If there were eight people sitting and resting over there, then with him and Zhou Wuchang, there would be only ten people in total!?
But he counted them one by one, and there should have been ten people sitting and resting.
Gu Juan almost screamed, trying his best to turn his head, which was getting more and more swollen, and finally came to an inference.
Either he or Zhou Wuchang is deranged and dazzled, or there is more than one "person" mixed in here, and it is a "person" that only he can see.
Gu Juan thought of those words again.
Invisible, coming......
Here it comes?
It's already here!
Zhou Wuchang really couldn't see it, even the palace guards who were sure to be successful in the internal breath couldn't see it, only he could see it!
However, he could see it but could not tell it.
Now there are only two ways to choose, either to find the flaws in the "people" who have mixed in, to find out the rules and break the situation, or to simply kill all the people who see it and directly overturn the table.
Gu Juan first asked Zhou Wuchang to go back to rest, thought for a while, and suddenly shouted, "Han Xiong, come here!"
After the stupid strong man came running over, Gu Juan whispered in his ear, "Han Xiong, now I will give you the most hidden military order." ”
Han Xiong suddenly became excited, and even his breathing became much heavier.
You must know that he used to be regarded as a fool, and he was afraid that he would be ruined no matter what, but now he is so valued, and there is a secret military order that is only given to him, how can he not be so excited that he can't help himself?
Gu Juan slapped Han Xiong's bald head and said in a low voice, "You calm down for me, don't let others find out that you have been granted a secret military order." ”
Han Xiong held his breath and nodded repeatedly.
Gu Juan sighed imperceptibly, and secretly said that this product is indeed not fake stupid, but really stupid, but he needs such a stubborn fool to help him now.
Because a tendon can also be considered to be pure-minded in some cases, and it does not look back when it sees a direction, which also means that when affected by external conditions, the ability to resist interference may be stronger than others.
In addition, Han Xiong has always been in the arrow position of the team, and Gu Juan himself has been by this Han Guy for the longest time, and has been wielding the second-level jungler knife to open the way, so he beckoned this goods over.
"Han Xiong, I want to ask you a question before I give you the secret order. ”
"Well, if you ask, I must have something to say!"
"You whisper......" Gu Juan slapped him again, "Then you can show me first, in addition to the two of us, there are a few people sitting over there, who are they?"
"Dart Master......" Han Xiong only glanced over there, and then replied without changing his face and without hesitation, "I don't know how to count." ”
Illiterate......
Han Xiong, your answer is absolutely amazing.
The corners of Gu Juan's eyes and mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, forcibly held back the emotions that almost burst into slashing people, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiong, you put down the hammer first, break your fingers and count, yes, that's it, count one by one, don't miss it, don't repeat it." ”
"Very good, very good, that's how it counts...... So, there's a total of ...... over there. Seven people. ”
Seven people!?
This answer is even more terrifying than not knowing the number!
Gu Juan's eyes widened, staring at Han Xiong's black and thick fingers, and quickly asked him to count them again.
The answer is still seven.
Your sister's, how can it be seven!?
Did you teach math in elementary school by Uncle Qin?
Han Xiong's answer, to be precise, the number seven in the answer, completely disrupted Gu Juan's analysis and judgment, and even made his head swell and painful even more.
He counted it himself, and the total number of people added up was twelve, which was one more than when he was originally full of people.
Zhou Wuchang counted it, and the total number was ten, and there was one less.
So, how did Han Xiong arrive at the number of nine in total?
That's two people missing!
Gu Juan put himself aside first, so how could Han Xiong and Zhou Wuchang have a difference in counting?
"Suppose I define a precondition, a precondition that is reasonably surmised in the present circumstances. ”
Gu Juan held the patrol axe, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and then thought about it.
"If there really is more than one "person" mixed in, and only I can see their presence, not the normal soldiers, and even the "people" who have mixed in with the team cannot see each other, then what if we can infer it under this premise......"
Zhou Wuchang......
Zhou Wuchang?
Zhou Wu Chang!
When Gu Juan thought of this name again, his heart suddenly moved, and he rushed over with a big stride, and the patrol axe drew a snowy trajectory, and slashed towards Zhou Wuchang's head without hesitation.
At the moment before the axe blade was approaching, Zhou Wuchang's expression was very strange, there was a blank and doubtful, but the only thing missing was the fear and fear that he should have.
Rumble!
The second-level jungler knife is in the middle of the center of the eyebrows of Zhou Wu.
Call......
All the expressions on his face froze in an instant, and before he could make any changes, his whole body turned to ashes and dispersed, leaving nothing behind.
Wow!
The other soldiers who were still resting screamed in an uproar, and they couldn't understand why Gu Dart Master suddenly went crazy and slashed into the air with an axe.
But what made them even more incomprehensible was that although the axe of Gu Dart Master, who was suspected of being crazy, missed, the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh sounded!
"And you!" Gu Ju, who had been paying close attention to the entire team from beginning to end, his eyes lit up, and he clenched the jungler knife that was already starting to get hot, and the blade of the axe flipped and smashed down on the other person on the left without stopping.
Burst!
The man was stiff and completely unable to avoid the tomahawk, and his head was cut off and reduced to ashes in a single moment.
"And the last one!" Gu Juan felt the surging power in his body, and strode across the distance, and another axe fell.