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Chapter 238: The World of Concubine Yu

The hall became silent again, with only the breathing of a few people passing by Qin Zhan's ears.

He changed another painting to observe.

The man in this painting is frowning, and there are scattered manuscripts on the desk, as if he is calculating something.

Qin Zhan stared at the painting in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more fantasy he felt. The picture seemed to be rippling with water.

not good.

This situation is like being suddenly sucked into Yu Ji's space at a resort.

But before Qin Zhan could look back, he felt that he had entered the painting.

He stared blankly at everything in front of him, only feeling incredible.

Qin Zhan held a pen in one hand and brushed the draft paper on the table with the other hand.

――So now you are the man in the painting?
――How can I get out of this painting?

——The paintings hanging in the temple, the people in the paintings are doing something and have not finished it...

——Do you want me to finish the unfinished work of the person in the painting instead of him?

Qin Zhan calmed down after thinking for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the original question type.

"Nowadays there are objects whose numbers are not known. When counting three or three, two are left, when five or five are counted, three are left, and when seven or seven are counted, two are left. How many objects are there?"

Qin Zhan smiled strangely.

It's really interesting. This is an ancient arithmetic problem, which comes from "Sun Tzu's Suan Jing".

In modern times, it belongs to the application of parity.

And the algorithm for this problem already had a problem-solving song in the Ming Dynasty.

The three of them walked together for 21 years, with [-] plum blossoms from the five trees, and the seven sons were reunited in the first half of the month, and they found out after dividing one hundred and five.

意思也就是用除以3的余数乘以70，用除以5的余数乘以21，用除以7的余数乘以15，再把三个乘积相加。

If the sum of these three numbers is greater than 105, then subtract 105 until it is less than 105. In this way, a solution that satisfies the conditions can be obtained.

Qin Zhan picked up his brush and started calculating.

2×70+3×21+2×15=233
233-105×2=23
When Qin Zhan finished writing, he felt his figure sway and returned to the painting.

Yu Feifei was holding his arm and shaking his body.

"Qin Zhan, Qin Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Zhan silently withdrew his arm from Yu Feifei's hand: "It's okay, I think I may have found the answer."

Yu Feifei let out a long breath: "That's great. You didn't know what happened just now. You were staring at the painting in front of you like a puppet, and you couldn't wake up."

Qin Zhan was surprised when he heard it.

He originally thought that his whole body had entered the painting, but it turned out that only his thoughts entered the painting.

suddenly.

A stabbing pain appeared in Qin Zhan's palm.

"oops."

He couldn't help crying out in pain, raised his hand and looked at the palm of his hand, and a text he couldn't understand suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.

Qin Zhan was extremely frightened. Everything he encountered in Yu Ji’s space was very strange.
Yu Feifei asked expectantly: "Quickly tell me...how did you find the clue."

Qin Zhan calmly clenched his fist and pointed at the painting with his other hand: "Go to the painting and help them solve the problems in the painting, and you will naturally get clues."

His voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear in the empty and quiet hall.

Fang Yi felt happy.

He hurriedly chose a painting and looked at it attentively. He just saw Qin Zhan do it like this. Who would not be able to imitate it.

At this time, Yike had already entered the painting.

He looked at the vacant couplet with a helpless expression, and was so anxious that he broke into a sweat.

Aoyama is not painted in ink for thousands of years.

What is the next sentence?
After thinking and thinking, Yi Ke really couldn't figure it out, he couldn't even get up, and could only sit in front of the desk in a daze.

He panicked.

Could it be that I can only be trapped in this painting forever?

Who will help him?
Just when Yi Ke was in despair, a voice sounded in his mind.

“Only by letting go of all your thoughts can you escape from the painting.”

Yi Ke didn't think about it carefully, and immediately cleared all the thoughts in his mind, wanting to return to his body.

It was also lucky that when his consciousness was emptied to the extreme, he felt something strange in an instant.

"Are you ok?"

A concerned voice sounded in Yi Ke's ear.

——It’s Ye Qingqiu, the Holy Mother.

He couldn't understand this woman's behavior at all.

It's really incomprehensible to take care of that delicate girl Yu Feifei in such an unknown and dangerous place.

But the irony is that she was the one who just pulled him out of the painting, and Yi Ke remembered her voice.

It turned out that when there was no other way out, I hoped that a good person, a Holy Mother, or a Holy Father would appear to rescue me.

Yike forced a smile: "It's okay, thank you."

"You're welcome. In this situation, we actually need to help each other. Maybe this is how we get through the difficulties, what do you think?"

Although Ye Qingqiu's voice was cold, her words moved Yi Ke a little.

Yi Ke nodded awkwardly, and then said, "I just encountered a problem in the painting, can you help me?"

"What's your topic? Tell me about it." Ye Qingqiu asked.

"Qingshan Bumo Qianqiu Hua, what's the next sentence?" Yi Ke asked expectantly.

"Flowing water without strings."

Ye Qingqiu answered immediately.

Yi Ke was surprised: "How do you know?"

"I like to read these poems and couplets on weekdays. I still understand some basic things."

Ye Qingqiu glanced at the man and replied casually.

Yike asked again: "Then did you get the clue?"

"Take it." Ye Qingqiu opened her palm, and a secret scarlet line flowed quietly on her hand.

Yi Ke swallowed.

Looking at the situation now, Qin Zhan and Ye Qingqiu have obtained clues, and Fang Yi and Yu Feifei have already entered the painting.

However, Yi Ke was not in a hurry. He already knew the answer anyway. He looked at Ye Qingqiu, who had always looked calm, with some curiosity.

"You don't seem very scared?"

"It's still a little bit, but it's not showing." Ye Qingqiu hesitated for a while before answering the question.

"Then do you get angry easily?"

"what?"

"Are you women easily angry?"

Ye Qingqiu didn't know why.

——Is this topic turning a little fast?

Yi Ke continued: "You women are so angry."

"When a man is squeezing pimples, the woman said to squeeze one for me, but the man said no, he got angry."

"I got angry when I bought a bottle of water and didn't give her the first sip."

"Eat the last bite of cake and get angry."

"The most outrageous thing is that the wind brought by walking by her made her feel so cold and angry."

"Are you a little nervous?"

Ye Qingqiu hurriedly spoke to stop this inexplicable conversation.

"Are you nervous? It's possible. I've been tense since I entered the resort, and now it may have been stretched to the extreme."

Yi Ke looked a little unnatural. He twitched the corner of his mouth at the woman and forced a smile.

"Then I'll go into the painting first, and then we can go find Yu Ji together after I get the clues?"

Ye Qingqiu nodded.

After seeing that Yi Ke was motionless, she curled her hair on her chest playfully and sneered.

(End of this chapter)