This young man is in his early twenties and is in a fusion environment. At his age, he is considered to have a future in martial arts, so he came to be a talisman master with no future, which can only be called true love.
"I'm in Jingchu." He clasped his fists together and showed his white teeth in a smile.
Lu Mingshu returned the gift: "My surname is Lu."
"So it's Miss Lu." Jing Chu asked eagerly, "I don't know the first item, how can I compare?"
Lu Mingshu casually pointed at the aunt: "Go to the bookcase in the living room and pick out three runes, okay?"
The aunt didn't expect to be picked, and was a little flustered: "I, I won't!"
"It won't be just right." Lu Mingshu pointed to Uncle Hai, "You can pick three at random and give them to Uncle Hai."
"Oh, that's fine," the aunt clapped her hands, "I'll just pick three Chinese cabbages!"
Lu Mingshu smiled, and said to Uncle Hai: "Please, please write down the title and page number of the book, and then copy and draw the rune that Auntie picked out for us to see."
"no problem."
Finally, he said to the curator: "Curator, please bring the bookcase up—the winner will be decided under the eyes of everyone, so it will look good."
"it is good."
The three of them went down, and when Lu Mingshu turned around, he saw Jing Chu staring at her without blinking.
"Is something wrong, son?"
Jing Chu said with a smile: "Miss Lu is really working hard. She has to help us figure out how to fight, and also has to be the host herself. It seems that we are incompetent."
"Is this saying that I have several jobs, so the competition is unfair?"
"No, no, no," Jing Chu said hastily, "We are too incompetent, even the way of fighting has to be mentioned by the guests themselves, it's really..."
He looked ashamed.
Lu Mingshu was numb. She had been here for so long, and she already knew the virtues of the people in this talisman hall. From top to bottom, it's just a group of idiots who only know runes and don't understand business.
While talking, the three came back.
Uncle Hai held three sheets of paper in his hand, and the curator directed several apprentices to carry the bookcase up.
They are all warriors, so it is not difficult to carry the bookcase, and it will be done soon.
"Miss Lu, this..."
Lu Mingshu raised his hand to prevent him from approaching: "Wait a minute, I will stand with this Mr. Jing, and Uncle Hai will show us the rune. One piece of paper, five moments." She tapped on the table with her finger. Knock, knock out the length of time in seconds, "That's about it, knock five times."
"Is this too short?" The curator hurriedly asked, "Five moments may not be enough to remember!"
Lu Mingshu always read alone, and he didn't know how fast others were, so he asked, "How long will it take?"
The curator thought for a while and said, "If you remember it by force, ten moments is almost enough."
Lu Mingshu nodded: "Okay, just ten moments. Uncle Hai shows, curator, you record the time, after reading the three pieces of paper, put them away. Then Mr. Jing and I started to search, and we each wrote down the time when we found it." She He ordered two tables, "After the end, the accuracy is the first priority. Both sides are correct, and the shortest time wins."
"Good idea!" the curator clapped his hands, "However, it is better to add a time limit, otherwise, if you keep searching, the meaning of the competition will be lost."
"The curator said so."
The curator looked at the big bookcase, there were at least a hundred books in it: "So, how about half an hour?"
Lu Mingshu shook his head: "It's too long. On the one hand, the audience doesn't have the patience to sit here for half an hour. On the other hand, the competition is only meaningful if it exceeds the limits of ordinary people."
"That's right." The curator made sense after thinking about it, "What does the girl think?"
"Two quarters of an hour." She said, "There will be some refreshments in the restaurant, and the guests will have a rest, and it will be over."
"it is good!"
After discussing the competition method, Lu Mingshu and Jing Chu stood side by side.
The host shouted: "Start!"
Uncle Hai quickly unfolded a piece of paper, revealing a rune. At the same time, the owner of the museum timed the time.
"Change!"
The rune was folded and thrown aside, Uncle Hai unfolded another one.
"Change!"
After reading all three runes, Lu Mingshu and Jing Chu each closed their eyes and meditated. While they were still fresh, they recalled the runes they had just seen and firmly remembered them.
The owner brought an hourglass and put it on the table: "Start looking, when the hourglass is finished, you must stop."
The two turned around quickly, and walked to the bookcase in two or three steps, one of them occupied one side, and pulled out the book.
Two quarters of an hour, that is, thirty minutes, eighteen hundred seconds. There are at least a hundred books in the bookcase. In other words, the viewing time for a book is only about ten seconds.
Jing Chu had a goal from the beginning, skipping and flipping through books.
Lu Mingshu was not the same, she started from the first book on the upper right, took out one, and used the elasticity of the pages to flip through the pages. Flip through quickly, put it back, and pull out the next one.
The neighbors who came to make up the numbers originally thought it was boring, but seeing the posture of the two of them flipping through the books, they suddenly felt a sense of tension.
"So fast, can you see clearly?"
"Yeah, you can't even read the words clearly?"
"They have a good memory, which is different from us ordinary people!"
"Even so, is it too fast?"
"yes… "
Jing Chu found the target, and after searching, he put down the book, went to his desk, wrote down the title and page number, and went back to continue to read.
Lu Mingshu didn't even look at him, her eyes were only on the book. Pick one, turn it over, pick another, and repeat.
Jing Chu finished writing the second one, but she was still flipping through the book. But she turned quickly, and it didn't take long for the upper two rows to be turned over.
For the third one, Jing Chu got stuck and had no choice but to go through the pages one by one. He is not slow to read books, but he has to read every book clearly, so the speed will be greatly reduced.
Most of the sand leaked out unknowingly.
Lu Mingshu continued to browse. There was a whole bookcase with more than a hundred books, and when she finished flipping through the last book, she closed the book, put it in the cabinet, walked to her side, and picked up a pen and ink.
Everyone saw that she took three sheets of paper, finished writing in one breath, dried the ink, and covered it.
The last grain of sand falls.
"Time's up!" the curator yelled.
Jing Chu was sweating profusely, his gaze hesitated, full of uncertainty.
"Miss Lu?" The curator looked at Lu Mingshu, "It's time, but Ah Chu hasn't written the third one..."
Lu Mingshu said lightly: "It's inconvenient to time the time, so you can tolerate the time to write the page number."
The curator breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah Chu, write it!"
Jing Chu took the pen, hesitated for a long time, and wrote down the title and page number of the book.
At this point, the first session is over, waiting for the results to be announced.
"Huh..." Several people let out a long breath at the same time, looked at each other, and were surprised to find that they just looked at the past for two quarters of an hour, and didn't notice the passage of time at all. You know, the neighbors can't understand any runes at all, and they are all here for the curator's face. In the past, when they started to criticize, everyone would doze off.
"Okay, let's see, which of the two has the correct answer."
Finally, Lu Mingshu didn't need to be the host, the curator wiped off his sweat, and motioned for Uncle Hai to come over with the rune he copied earlier.
"The 178th page of "True Explanation of Runes"."
"Page 30 of "Ji's Talisman Biography"."
"Page 98 of Qingyang Gongzhuan."
As soon as the answer came out, Jing Chu's face turned half white.
"Let's take a look at Miss Lu's answer first." The curator took out three pieces of paper, "The one hundred and seventy-eighth page of "The True Explanation of Runes"... "Ji's Fu Zhuan"... "Qingyang Gongzhuan"..."
"The answer is all right!"
"Wow!" Crackling and uneven applause rang out. How Lu Mingshu flipped through the book just now was all watched by everyone. It took at most ten seconds to flip through a book, but he actually remembered it? What an amazing memory!
"Achu, your..."
"There's no need to test." Jing Chu interrupted the curator, dejectedly, "I... the third one was wrong."