"Where is it? It's clearly the footprints of Malaysia." Mo Shulin would use a child's tone when questioning and refuting Fat Rabbit.
It seemed to express the same meaning, but Mo Shulin changed his tone, and the listeners would feel differently.
Children are the most ignorant and most easily forgiven age.
Mo Shulin had never gotten along with White jade tea in his previous life, so he needed to take advantage of his "young and ignorant" to figure out White jade tea's temperament now, and find out the best way to get along with White jade tea.
The Fat Rabbit took out the book that was half its height, and sighed like a rabbit, "You're still young, so I don't blame you for your lack of knowledge."
Mo Shulin: "..."
He, Mo Shulin, the majestic Demon Lord, has lived for countless tens of thousands of years, and traveled through 80% of the Three Realms, to be told that he has little knowledge by a rabbit monster who is nestled in the house and reads a dog-blood storybook
Mo Shulin thought about it carefully, and White jade tea didn't seem like a tender rabbit either.
Although he didn't know White jade tea's age, but based on his impression of White jade tea, White jade tea with a perfect Mahayana period would be at least long live, right
And White jade tea and Mrs. Baiyu used to slay demons and defend the way, and traveled to many places. Yaozu may also have memory inheritance. Maybe White jade tea really has insight that he doesn't know.
Mo Shulin didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, he just wanted to know why White jade tea bought this book with only hoof prints.
Mo Shulin sat up clutching his aching chest and ribs, pretending to be a good apprentice who was trying to listen to the master's explanation, "I'm stupid, so please explain it carefully to the master."
Fat Rabbit put the book down on the snow, and flipped a page casually. The rabbit paw patted the yellowed paper, but didn't directly give an answer.
"Guess first." Fat Rabbit knows that interaction can stimulate children's interest, and it is good for cultivating ten-year-old apprentices to learn independently.
The rabbit raised its head slightly, and it first gave a vague reminder, "This is a very powerful thing, and it can change many things."
Mo Shulin is only ten years old on the outside, but his mental age is already highly mature: "..."
His hand suddenly felt a little itchy, and he really wanted to rub this fat rabbit that was pretending to be a big deal. Especially if I want to rub that soft and fat belly, it must feel very good.
No matter how much he thought about it, Mo Shulin still looked cute on the outside, trying to think, "Could it be that this is the secret book of the White Horse Monster Clan's technique?"
This is the most common guess. I believe that many people will guess here when they get this book.
The fat rabbit shook its head, put its hips on its hips, and waved its paws. But Mo Shulin's eyes fell on the rabbit's paw with its waist forked in a lump, it looked so fat and soft.
Mo Shulin's surface was not obvious, his tone was calm, and he recounted the guesses he had heard before, "The prints have dark or shallow lines, maybe this is a treasure map? We need to remove these footprints and form a new one. Graphics?"
"..." Fat Rabbit opened its mouth slightly in shock and forgot to move.
"Did you guess right?" Mo Shulin also became excited.
Yanqianqian is so righteous because she has a secret realm. If they also have a secret realm, the benefits are unbelievable.
"What kind of dream are you thinking about? Of course it's impossible." Fat Rabbit patted the rabbit's forehead, his head hurting a little, "Wouldn't someone keep that secret realm for his sons and grandsons?"
Mo Shulin didn't feel uncomfortable being rejected, on the contrary, he relaxed a little.
In his previous life, he also got a hoof-printed book and threw it by the side of the road.
Fat Rabbit realized that his little apprentice was really stupid, "Well, let me give you some hints. This time you will be able to guess it."
The Fat Rabbit took out a stack of paper from the storage bag. The rabbit's paws were stained with ink, and he printed his paw prints on the paper.
It was the first time Mo Shulin watched it.
But I have to say, it doesn't look good at all.
In this winter, the rabbit's fur is thick and long, and the fat rabbit's untrimmed paw pressed against the ink, and a circle of hair was stained with ink. When Paji was pressed onto the paper, the whole print was a ball of paste.
It has to be said that contrast produces beauty.
Mo Shulin didn't like the immaculate hoof prints of the White Horse Demon King, but now that he saw White jade tea's messy stuff, he felt that the White Horse Demon King's footprints looked a lot better.
"Look, this is his jio print, and this is my paw print. Do you see the difference?" Fat Rabbit felt that the reminder was so obvious that Mo Shulin would be able to see it, and unconsciously "you" appeared in his eyes. If you can’t figure it out, you’re mentally retarded.”
"..." Mo Shulin originally wanted to say something profound.
But facing Fat Rabbit who seemed to say "the answer is already in front of you", Mo Shulin could only guess the answer in a simple way, "His footprints, Master's fingerprints?"
Mo Shulin was like repeating Fat Rabbit's words.
Facing a child, many adults teach like this.
But the Fat Rabbit has never raised a child, so how could it be possible to say something directly.
Hearing the stupid apprentice's answer, the Fat Rabbit sighed like a rabbit, "How do you know if it's a front hoof, maybe it's a hand?"
"..." Mo Shulin knew that he must have guessed wrong, so he had to change to another one, "It's a horse, Master, you are the most honorable rabbit."
"Slapping my ass is useless. Wrong." Fat Rabbit still insisted on reminding Mo Shulin with his head hurting, "It's too superficial, go deeper."
Facing Fat Rabbit's prompt without any hint, Mo Shulin also had a headache.
From a rational point of view, White jade tea must want to use paw prints to cheat money like the White Horse Demon King. But White jade tea was always his master, and Mo Shulin knew there were some things he couldn't say.
At least not from my own mouth.
Mo Shulin lowered his head, pretending to be wronged and said, "Master, I can't guess."
Regarding White jade tea's prompts, whether they gave them or not, Mo Shulin felt that it took him a million years to figure out what was going on in White jade tea's mind.
"Oh, it seems that you have no talent in spells." Rabbit Shiki sighed.
Mo Shulin: "..."
It's a pity that he is still considered to be of the upper class when it comes to spells.
In his last life, he started from scratch, created his own exercises, and secretly learned and explored so many money-making techniques. In this life, he alone supported the mess of White jade tea and Yue Xuefeng.
He has no talent
But, who told White jade tea to be his master
Mo Shulin, who was under the rabbit fence, nodded, "Master has taught you well. This disciple will definitely study hard."
Learn how to understand White jade tea's strange brain circuits.
Fat Rabbit was very satisfied with Mo Shulin's attitude, and he was much more serious when teaching Mo Shulin.
The Fat Rabbit condensed the aura into a stick, and the rabbit's paw was stuck on the aura stick, and he pointed it while explaining: "Look carefully. Its jio has aura imprinted on it, but mine doesn't. The aura imprinted on its jio has been condensed for many years. It won't disperse, and even if I use my spiritual energy, I still can't hit it."
Mo Shulin took a look. It is true.
Mo Shulin had a fat rabbit guess in his heart.
"Think about it. If I can learn this method of gathering spirits with animal prints, I won't need a writing brush to copy Qingxin mantras in the future." Thinking that instead of copying books, you can make money just by putting your footprints on paper, Fat Rabbit There was a little more excitement in the voice.
Mo Shulin: "..."
He should know that all White jade tea's efforts are for laziness.
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