Chapter 156 Brother, Thank You Zou Zian pulled Zou Yan to leave. In fact, what Li Qingcha said was right. The Hemai Contest was less about "Hemai Contest" and more about "Contest". Zou Yan had seen the true young talents, and it was not necessarily a bad thing to encounter setbacks. Emmmm...... The only problem is that it's too embarrassing! Wu Cheng said, "Junior brother, don't you want to know how Junior Brother Li solved this problem?" Zou Zian shook his head. He saw that Li Qingcha was really smart. But intelligence cannot be learned. So, what if we know the solution to this problem?
If you cannot draw inferences from one example and your success cannot be replicated, you will be at a loss when you encounter the same situation in the future. Zou Zian took Zou Yan away. The disciples of Xingzong were walking in twos and threes. The other onlookers stayed here, waiting for Li Qingcha to reveal the secret. Wu Cheng said, "Martial Brother Li, tell us, how did you identify the scabbards and sword sheaths that I touched?" Li Qingcha explained: "Anyone who observes carefully should know that anything a person touches will leave fingerprints... er... fingerprints, which can be seen." "That's not right..." "What's wrong?" "Before, Junior Brother Zou asked me to wash my hands first and wipe the water stains with a handkerchief. You are only a ninth-rank, not insightful enough, how could you possibly see it?" There is a truth that Wu Cheng didn't say. Even if he was patient enough to find the fingerprints, it would probably take him a long time. However, Li Qingcha was very fast, and it was obvious that this was not a question that could be solved by force. This matter has nothing to do with cultivation. Li Qingcha scratched his head. "Okay, let me show you." She first took a scabbard, pressed the painted wooden surface with her right index finger and thumb, then pulled out a small bottle from her bosom. "It contains pearl powder. I asked Lianxue to help me find it just now." In fact, gold powder, silver powder, and magnetic powder are also acceptable. But time was too tight, and there were no grinding tools such as inkstones on site, so Gong Lianxue asked her senior and junior sisters to gather the pearl powder together.
In ancient times, pearl powder was used as both a medicinal ingredient and a cosmetic, and the girls of Yuezong would carry a small amount of it. Li Qingcha brushed pearl powder on the scabbard. Faint fingerprints appeared, and although the color was not dark, the shape was clearly discernible. The others were a little confused. Wu Cheng asked: "What's going on?" Li Qingcha replied: "There are sweat glands and...well, in simple terms, as long as people move, their fingers will sweat and produce oil, so any object that the fingers touch will leave a mark." Wu Cheng looked down at his hands. Not oily at all. Besides, how could it be oily if it was just washed? Li Qingcha noticed Wu Cheng's expression and said, "Master Wu, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. You can try it. After washing your hands, the fingerprints left behind will fade, but they are definitely there." Wu Cheng had no doubts, because Li Qingcha did not cheat and was able to find the correct answer, which was sufficient evidence. But this is so magical that it is hard to accept for a while. He was deep in thought, a long time, "It seems that ordinary people can do many things even without practicing." Xiang Nanyu nodded. "Senior Brother Li once encouraged those sorcerers in the Imperial Observatory to dare to set their sights on being role models for all ages and to conduct various types of research. Even ordinary people are not inferior to cultivators." Li Qingcha is funny. "How did Junior Sister know what I said in the Imperial Observatory?" "Ah this..." "..." "..." An eerie silence. Xiang Nanyu heard about it in the chat group. Of course Li Qingcha knew. But Xiang Nanyu didn't know that Li Qingcha knew. Very subtle. Wu Cheng coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment for his disciple, and then asked, "Junior Brother Li, you said before that you can determine the ownership of a scabbard or knife sheath. How do you do that?"
Li Qingcha replied: "It's still fingerprints... fingerprints." "fingerprint?" "Yes, Master Wu, why don't you take a look at the fingers of the Sun Sect's disciples. Are the textures on their fingertips the same?" After hearing what Li Qingcha said, Wu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he called a few disciples over. He confirmed this. "I see, indeed, the textures are different." "Of course, this requires luck," Li Qingcha said, "First, if you wipe the scabbards and sword sheaths, the fingerprints on them will disappear; second, other traces will cause interference; third, comparison is a very troublesome thing." "Well……" "But I will analyze the specific situation based on the specific situation. The methods I use are different for different topics. I don't have to stick to the fingerprint alone." Li Qingcha showed great confidence. Wu Cheng sighed. Perhaps, I shouldn't ask questions about wisdom. This kid is so smart. "Junior Brother Li deserves the win today." He said, "Well, it's almost time, let's go home." The people around me were listening to the class just now, and they were all silent. Now, after hearing Wu Cheng say that the get out of class was over, they immediately fell into discussion. “I didn’t expect there was a way.” "Do you have a feeling... Sigh... I don't know how to describe it, but I just feel that what Senior Brother Li did just now is a little... a little confusing." "I understand your thoughts. I also think that he does not behave like a monk." …… A group of people looked at Li Qingcha strangely. Especially the female disciples of Yue Zong, their eyes flickered, full of curiosity and desire to explore. Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ There is a saying that goes: "Curiosity is the beginning of love." It seems not a good idea to act too brilliantly. After all, I am not ready for lesbianism yet. She was slightly embarrassed, and took a few quick steps, walking side by side with Gong Lianxue. Gong Lianxue turned her head to look at her. "Brother, sometimes, I really want to open your head and see what you are thinking. Just look at the fingerprint method just now. It is impossible for a normal person to think of it, right?"
"Then you think I'm abnormal~" "(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~ I told you you're fat and you're out of breath." "Hey~" Li Qingcha maliciously acts cute, Gong Lianxue gave her a blank look and was too lazy to say anything more. The girl changed the subject: "Are you still going to participate in tomorrow's cultivation competition?" This is exactly the problem that Li Qingcha is worried about. Before, she had already made up her mind not to pay any attention to Zou Zian. If she didn't want to participate, then she didn't want to participate. But what no one expected was that Zou Yan launched a suicide bombing. Damn... What does "Don't participate! If you participate you're a dog!" mean? There is absolutely no logic! Li Qingcha finally understood the wise saying: "Never argue with an idiot, because he will pull you down to his level and then defeat you with his experience." I am still young. She had a constipated expression. Gong Lianxue snickered and said, "Stupid Senior Brother, you've just shot yourself in the foot, haven't you?" Li Qingcha became even more depressed. At this moment, someone patted her shoulder from behind. "Senior brother." It was Xiang Nanyu's voice. Li Qingcha turned around and suddenly felt the right side of his cheek was slightly wet, as if the delicate spring rain was caressing his cheek. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that they were the girl's lips. ??? what's the situation? Li Qingcha: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a She looked at Xiang Nanyu in confusion. Xiang Nanyu's mouth curled up in a subtle arc. "Senior brother, thank you."
Leaving this sentence, she ran away quickly. Chapter 157 Assistance from the Master "..." "..." The atmosphere became a little weird. Li Qingcha looked towards Gong Lianxue, but felt that the movements of his bull head were very stiff, like a machine that had not been oiled or lubricated for decades, and it was almost making a "creaking" sound.