Reborn as Lingzhi

Chapter 243
So, she tiptoed.

Stretched out the index finger.

Follow the gaps between the squares on the screen, and start to draw in detail.

Such an approach will somewhat let her know exactly where she has been before, and she will not fall into it again like just now.

I drew several times, always stopping at one spot.

This caught Qin Ruo's attention.

This place must be the center of the maze.

She draws from three directions, but the last finger points to the same point.

Qin Ruo thought and thought, where exactly did they go.

On the screen, the display is fairly clear.

It is an intersection among the squares.

But if it is compared with the terrain here, it will be a little more difficult.

"Do you still remember how many corners we passed when we walked these few laps?" Since it is at the intersection, it must be when turning.

she asked.

The proprietress and the old guy behind him were at a loss and couldn't answer.

Who would take care to remember how many circles they have gone around in total, this will only make people more frustrated.

The adulterer still looked like he was dying before, but after going around a few times, he started to liven up.

Qin Ruo's previous order was not a big deal in his mind.

Just because he made more laps, he remembered it better than others.

Perhaps it is born to be more sensitive to this kind of numbers than others.

On the contrary, the adulterer can answer Qin Ruo's question.

"We've turned seventeen corners."

While the other two were focusing on the decorations on the wall, he was counting in his heart, counting meaninglessly and monotonously.

Who would have thought that she really helped Qin Ruo.

After listening to his answer, Qin Ruo said to himself: "We walked through a square passage, and there should be four corners in a circle."

The adulterer immediately received: "Exactly, four laps should be sixteen, why do we have that one more?"

They are all still standing at the original location of the second paragraph.

No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be seventeen corners.

Qin Ruo nodded, she didn't expect the adulterer to have such a trick.

The extra one is definitely the place they are looking for.

"Come on, let's turn back to the previous road." It seemed that they had walked the wrong road once before they knew it.

Instead of recalculating the paths they have taken now, it is better to return according to the original path, and there will always be a different one.

The method is a bit stupid, but it is better than insurance.

"Everyone pay attention, there must be a road here, which is different from other roads." Qin Ruo ordered everyone to be vigilant again.

As long as they find that different path, will they come out of this maze-like place?
No one knows, but they know that this is the only way at present, not the way.

The proprietress was whimsical, touched the adulterer next to her with her arm, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think these are like two paintings my daughter brought home, let's find the difference?"

The adulterer was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized that it wasn't a big deal.

At that time, the little girl excitedly took two paintings, saying that she wanted them to find different places.

It's not like here now, they want to find a section of the road that is different from others on the road they have traveled.

It's just that what the little girl asked them to look for was the difference in the painting, but what Qin Ruo asked them to look for was the difference on the road.

The landlady's voice is not loud.

Everyone present could still hear clearly.

All of a sudden, the old guy also developed a kind of pride, a kind of pride that must find the difference.

Cough cough, to put it bluntly, I feel that it is only a certain distance, how difficult it is to find a different place, this is obviously looking down on people, playing with everyone, and angry.

Qin Ruo also heard this analogy, she didn't comment on whether it was appropriate or not, but she became more and more determined in her heart, the owner of this underground palace was more like an old urchin.

The design of every place is to think of ways to make everyone play.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

After passing through the proprietress' metaphor of "everyone finds fault", compared to the previous boost in morale, they were all a little eager to try.

Do you think it's just a wall that can really trap them?
No one thought that this matter would be so dangerous.

On the way back, I walked even slower.

Every inch of the wall seems to have an infinite attraction, attracting everyone's attention to it, for fear of missing a tiny bit.

Qin Ruo is guilty of underestimating: this means that he doesn't know where the owner of the underground palace is. If this person is still alive, seeing them looking around like headless chickens and paying so much attention to the wall, I'm afraid I'd be laughing.

This section of the road is really no different from the section just now.

Several people tried their best, but they couldn't find any difference.

Even the decorations are looked and looked.

A few people were at the corner of the bend, not to mention very frustrated, but they still had a bit of decadent mood after all.

So much effort, but to no avail.

I'm afraid it will feel uncomfortable to put it on anyone's body.

Qin Ruo is still secretly wondering, it looks like the previous road is no different, what is the difference?
When the old guy slapped his thigh, he groaned in pain first.

Then he hurriedly shouted: "That painting, that painting!"

The index finger moved in front of him, pointing at the painting that was not on the wall.

It was Qin Ruo who looked at it for a long time just now and thought it was the painting of the hint map of the maze.

The other three suddenly realized.

They all woke up.

The old guy awakened the dreamer with a single word.

Everyone only looked for differences in the decorations, but they forgot that after they walked so many times, only the wall just now, which was not used elsewhere, had a "map" used to hint at the maze.

Several people hurriedly came to this road again.

This time, without Qin Ruo's deliberate instructions, he knew that the problem was on this road.

Eyes fixed, grandma stared at the wall.

Qin Ruo was the first to bear the brunt, and walked directly in front of the painting while everyone was studying the wall.

He tore the painting off.

Sure enough, under the painting, hidden is the organ.

It is still the same as the organ Qin Ruo encountered the first time, a square block.

The inside is divided into nine small grids horizontally and vertically.

Some of them have numbers on them, while others are blank.

Qin Ruo is familiar with the road.

This time, I reached out and rummaged under the cube. There were still three small cubes, and I took them out.

Qin Ruo was about to put a piece on it casually, but the adulterer behind him let out a surprise.

Qin Ruo's hand paused and stopped in place.

Then came the adulterer's words, with a bit of uncertainty and paradox. "This thing is interesting, and there seems to be some pattern."

(End of this chapter)