Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Seeing that the blood-sucking leech was about to climb onto his own shoe, Li Huowang raised his foot and directly trampled the leech beside his feet to death, and then looked at the Yang child in front of him with a rare and distressed look.

"This thing often **** into your legs?"

"When ploughing paddy fields, it is inevitable that cows will rot in the water, but it's just not a water snake. In fact, it's okay to **** human blood. People have hands and can pull them out."

"But it's troublesome to **** the cow. The cow has no hands and can't take it down, so I can only let these things suck. Otherwise, why is this thing called a cow's crotch."

Li Huowang looked at the immature face of Young Child in front of him. If this child was in the later life, he would probably be the age of the sixth grade of elementary school, but here, he has already become like an adult.

After thinking about it, Li Huowang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't cultivate the land in the future. At your age, you should learn to read in a private school instead of working in the fields. You can just let the tenant farmers do the work."

When Li Huowang spoke, Niuxin Village soon had a new teacher.

Although Niuxin Village is remote, as long as the money is sufficient, a teacher who has not been admitted to a scholar can still find it casually.

This is not only for Yang Xiaobao, Li Sui is also in the private school. He listened to Liu Huowang's instructions quietly, and listened to the teacher's lectures quietly.

Except for them, as long as others have nothing to do, they will lie on the window and eavesdrop, as if they can listen more and earn more.

Even Zhuangyuan Lu came with his grandson, who was not even one year old, saying that he wanted to gain more popularity in the literature, and it would be easier to take the championship in the future.

Seeing this scene, Li Huowang simply opened the door. In the future, anyone in the village who wants to listen can enter the private school, and it will be regarded as the welfare of Niuxin Village.

Look at all the people in the private school who are listening intently. A slight smile appeared on Li Huowang's face, and even the gloomy mood in the past became much better.

"What are you laughing at?" Bai Lingmiao, who was standing beside him, asked in surprise.

"You look so good, no matter how many hardships we have gone through on the road, life is always getting better and better. Isn't that what they want?"

Bai Lingmiao reached out and intertwined with his skinless hand, leaning slightly towards him.

"Yeah, the days will always get better and better. So, if you encounter anything in the future, don't seek death. No matter what you encounter, there will always be a day in the past."

At this time, the teacher inside is teaching the disciples below to teach other things. "What's more, it's useless after you learn it, and the old man doesn't expect you to be able to pass the exam. You only learn some practical things, such as literacy, such as counting!"

"Learning these things means you have good skills, and you won't be hungry anywhere! Today, let's learn the math first!" The teacher said, holding up the chopsticks in his hand.

"There are eleven hours in this day!" He picked eleven chopsticks out of the bucket and swung them to the ground.

"It's like a trader went to your village to sell goods, and it took five hours on the way." The teacher took five of the eleven chopsticks. "How many hours does he have left to sell goods and sleep?"

"Huh?" Li Huowang's face became a little ugly.

Feeling the strange expression on Li Huowang's face, Bai Lingmiao asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Isn't this teacher a good teacher?"

"Twenty-four hours in a day, two hours count as one hour, then there are obviously twelve hours in this day, I really don't know where the eleven hours in this person's mouth come from."

"This person can't even figure out the simplest time, so it's no wonder that he couldn't pass the exam as a scholar. Let's find a reason to retire, lest he misunderstand his children."

Hearing Li Huowang's call, Bai Lingmiao's pink eyes showed a hint of suspicion. "Li Huowang, what are you talking about? This day is originally eleven hours. Where did your saying of twelve hours come from?"

"What?!" Li Huowang's head hummed as if something had hit him.

He first glanced at Bai Lingmiao in shock, and after she answered affirmatively, he rushed into the private school and asked the teacher, "Is there really only eleven hours in a day?"

"Nonsense, it's not eleven hours, how many more? What's your opinion?" The teacher was very dissatisfied with the man who suddenly rushed in to interrupt his professor and was wrapped in white gauze.

The shocked Li Huowang turned around, looked at the pair of eyes behind him, and asked all of them, "There are only eleven hours in a day?!"

For Li Huowang so shocked, Yang Xiaowa looked very confused. "Yeah, Senior Brother Li, isn't it eleven hours a day? What's so strange?"

"Only eleven hours? That means there are only twenty-two hours in a day here? Where did the two lost hours go?"

In an instant, Li Huowang had an illusory feeling about this world.

Bai Lingmiao, who frowned slightly, walked into the private school, took his hand and walked outside. "How are you? Isn't it normal that there are only eleven hours a day?"

"No, it's still not right." Li Huowang calmed down, he decided to find the answer by himself, "Miaomiao, is there any timekeeping thing in the village? Take it out, I'll use it"

"The thing that keeps time? Does the water clock work? The Bai family only has that thing."

"Row!"

Soon, three huge wooden barrels connected from high to low were placed in front of Li Huowang. The top wooden barrel was full of water, and the water fell drop by drop down a small pipe to the second one. in a wooden barrel.

The dripping time of each time was almost one second. Li Huowang couldn't even trust the tools, and he deliberately memorized it in his heart.

But no matter what, the answer Li Huowang got in the end was indeed eleven hours a day.

Although there is some deviation in this calculation, it is impossible for the deviation to be a full two hours.

Li Huowang, who had not slept all night, finally accepted the reality that the world really only has twenty-two hours a day.

Rubbing the corners of his sore eyes with the back of his hands, Li Huowang muttered to himself, "I see, so the reason why I used to oversleep often was because I lost two hours a day?"

Ever since I came out of Qingfengguan, I have either overslept or felt a little lack of sleep. Now it seems to be a matter of time.

Bai Lingmiao, who was standing behind him, had deep worry in his eyes. "Li Huowang, what are you doing?"

Li Huowang accepted the setting of only twenty-two hours a day much faster than he imagined. Since even this world is crazy~www.wuxiamtl.com~, it should be abnormal for the time.

He stood up and hugged Bai Lingmiao gently, "When you were in Qingfengguan, was there eleven hours in a day?"

"Of course."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Do I need to tell this kind of thing? I didn't know you didn't even know this kind of thing."

Just as the two were talking, Zhuge Yuan in the distance listened to the faceless sitting Wangdao and whispered with an expression of provoking disaster and disaster, "How is it, do you see it? This is the mind of confusion! It's a long experience, right? ?"