He used a two-dimensional quadratic equation, and the other party grabbed the calculation plan and knelt down again.

Seeing the other party who was successfully distracted and forgot his fear, Li Xiaobai nodded with relief, saying that it is a child who can teach him.

Even if this young man got this equation, there were various infinitives, geometry, algebra and calculus waiting for him. Once he entered science, he would be as deep as the sea, and from then on, he would never return to the end of the world.

Fortunately, Xiaolang is kind-hearted. If he uses a killer move like the Great Cut Circle Technique, he may be able to kill the opponent directly.

A temple on the top of the mountain is a pot of wine, and I am so bitter that I can eat wine, and I can't kill you...

It's been a bad guy who is so immoral that he's smoking.

"Done!"

After shouting at Manager Liu outside the camp, Li Xiaobai, who put down the curtain again, proudly snapped his fingers. It was really great to crush his IQ!

"That's fine?"

The green snake entrenched on its shoulders was incredible. Just a moment ago, it almost thought that the two sides would fight on the spot, and even prepared to start the film.

But the next moment, after Li Xiaobai spoke, the other party seemed to have changed his body, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy disappeared inexplicably.

"I can't just rely on my fists when I come out these days, but I have to use my brain more. It's not bad to read more books in normal times!"

Li Xiaobai deliberately showed off his superiority. Although people in the world know that sorcerers are good, they do not know that masters are better.

He has always advocated intellectual crushing, rather than fighting and killing.

"I usually read a lot!"

Qingshe said that she also loves studying, and she loves to recite poems and lyrics on weekdays and dresses up as a talented human girl.

"Poetry, Little Doyle!"

Even if he is not a nerd like his second brother Li Qing, Li Xiaobai knew that this literary witch who yearns for the human kingdom had gone the wrong way, holding a few sour poems as treasures.

Luo Shan is half-exposed and melodious, and Yamai Dai is the correct way to open it, otherwise it would be useless to waste 36D and ten-headed bodies.

"What is the Avenue?"

The green snake contracted its body and turned back to the little snake's appearance. It followed Li Xiaobai's arm and returned to Shujin's pocket, intending to continue to be with the silver and money.

"Three Thousand Great Dao! The Tao can be told, the extraordinary Tao. The name can be called, the extraordinary name... Hiss!"

Li Xiaobai started to play the "Tao Te Ching" casually, but suddenly he was bitten by a green snake with his right hand, and immediately grinned.

It is hard to raise women and villains, but witches are even more so.

No one expected that just a few math problems would easily clear the obstacles for Li Xiaobai to stay in this camp.

Before long, Manager Liu quickly arranged to bring the bed, bedding, and dinner with meat and vegetables.

Rather than a bed, it is a thick wooden board made of tenons, which can barely accommodate a person lying down, stacked with stones underneath, and straw is used to separate the moisture on the ground. A layer of golden and thick straw mat and sheets are laid on the bed board, which is the most basic bed.

Not to mention the immortal leaders of the Yishi Camp, even the chief lieutenants of the Qianzhi Army treated the same treatment. The army has never been a place to enjoy comfort, especially the border troops.

Li Xiaobai held the rice bowl with a few large pieces of meat stacked high, and the chopsticks flew up and down, happily pounding them, and eating them all over his mouth.

The old man from Qianzhijun made the meat cubes made with marinade that he had never stopped in the fire for many years, and the taste was first-rate.

He glanced at the "roommate" who was still obsessed with another new question and said, "Hey! Don't you eat? It's about to let it cool down! By the way, what's your name?"

He "stalked in" this camp with peace of mind, but the other party still didn't expect that this was an uninvited guest.

The young man slowly raised his head, looked at Li Xiaobai blankly, and said, "Yei Cry!"

So I didn't have the interest to say a word.

As for the jobs placed on the small square table next to him, he didn't even have the interest to take a look.

Such a pale face is probably caused by malnutrition.

The warlocks in the Qianzhi Army's strange camp are all weird people. By the way, even a little normal warlock may not join the army. Without the rich clothes and delicacies, who would have lived such a hard life with the border army?

No wonder those enemies let the fugitives hide in the army. Life like this is no different from being a life worse than death for the arrogant warlock.

"Eat breakfast, the body is the capital of learning, the sea of ​​learning is endless, and there is time!"

Li Xiaobai was also kind-hearted, but his hot face was pressed against a cold butt. The young warlock named Ye Qi responded, but then lowered his head in deaf ears and fiddled with the calculation plan in his hand.

The calculation chips are not as good as the abacus, but practice makes perfect and mental arithmetics, the math enthusiast is not slow. Before he finishes a bowl of rice, he can solve the problem of Li Xiaobai's attention-difficult.

Feeling Qi Ji's gaze again, Li Xiaobai pointed to the other party's supper and said, "If you don't finish eating, there will be no new questions!"

This time he doesn't plan to accommodate.

Looking at Li Xiaobai for a while, Ye Qi finally surrendered. He picked up the bowl and quickly slapped it into his mouth. Rather than eating, it was a mechanical swallowing, without even chewing it, and swallowed it directly into his stomach, vegetables, meat, rice, and even bones. The same is true.

In a moment, a bowl of rice was swallowed, and the chopsticks were put down, and even wiped his mouth. Ye Qi looked at Li Xiaobai again and said, "Title!"

...What a daunting guy.

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The long and loud horn sound awakened Li Xiaobai from his dreamland.

"Is it dawn? Why are you still waking up?"

While yawning, stretching his waist and rubbing his eyes, he sat up while muttering. In the next second, he saw a small green snake pressing on his stomach, and the broken golden snake eyes were looking at his eyes.

Each person and one demon stared at each other.

"Good morning! Qingyao!"

The green snake spitted out a bright red snake letter, then bounced up and shot lightning at Li Xiaobai's neck.

"ah!"

A scream rang out in the camp, and Xiaobai raised his head and fell down. This is what he did today.

You are a beautiful woman, but why are you a demon?

The young actor really couldn't bear such a tragic good morning bite.

The owner of this camp seemed to have never heard of it, and the calculation plan was placed all over the ground, and he was still immersed in the world of calculation and science.

Before going to bed last night, Li Xiaobai threw out a big question and had a night of quietness and good dreams. Until now, the poor kid is still lying on the calculator. Without a scientific calculator, even if he sets up a flower, it will not be possible to solve it in six or seven hours.

"Qingyao, can't you be more ladylike?"

Touching the tiny wound on his neck that had healed to almost invisible, Li Xiaobai walked out of the camp where he had rested for a night in his clothes.

As soon as I opened the curtain, I saw the old blind man, Zen Master Dajue, Taoist Master Mingshan, and a Confucian scholar looking at him in a daze.

Is this a strong onlooker?

"Are you still alive? Didn't do it last night!"

The sloppy Taoist Master Mingshan was still wearing a sloppy dress, twisting his long beard and looking at Li Xiaobai up and down.

Each tent in the Yishi Camp is protected by spells, which can not only sound insulation and heat preservation, but also block some spells from spells. Although others are curious, they still cannot know what is happening in the tent.

"What does it mean to be alive? Should I be dead?" Li Xiaobai rolled his eyes immediately, turned around and looked at it, and said, "It's not a dragon's nest."

Zen Master Dajue took the initiative to explain: "Namo Amitabha, although Ye Qi's cultivation is not the highest among our strangers camps, it is the most dangerous one. If you squeezed with others for a night last night, you would have to be injured at most. However, if you live in the same tent with Ye Qi's donor, you will have life worries."

"Is that so? Why don't I feel that we both have peace all night long? Look, aren't we all done well? There is no harm at all. Where did we get the worries of life?"

Li Xiaobai smiled harmlessly.

"What method did you use to prevent him from having an attack?"

Even the old blind man felt that Ye Qi, a young man from the same camp, was an irregular time bomb. This guy was very timid and always thought that others would harm him. It would be fine if this was the case, but he was prone to losing control of his emotions and fighting desperately.

Every time I start crazy, it will cause a headache for everyone.

"It's very simple, give it arithmetic problem!"

Li Xiaobai is not stingy in sharing his experience at all.

"Arithmetic problem?"

The warlocks looked at each other. They didn't expect that this newcomer would give such an explanation. It was simply incredible.

Li Xiaobai said in surprise: "Didn't you see the calculations in his tent?"

"Master Dao only knows spells, but not arithmetic!"

Taoist Master Mingshan grinned with big yellow teeth. He focused all his energy on refining spiritual energy and practicing magic. He had no time to study any arithmetic. It was not a line at all.

"The Buddha doesn't understand either!"

Zen Master Dajue plucked the blue sandalwood Buddha beads between his fingers. He read the Buddhist scriptures at most. As for what the hell is arithmetic?

"I understand a little, I understand a little!" Yin Juren, who looked like a Confucian scholar, glanced at the camp behind Li Xiaobai, then shook his head again and said, "Compared with Ye Qi, uh! I don't understand a little! I don't understand a little!"

As he said that, he shook the hand-painted version of Dong Xuanzi's Thirty-Eight Styles in his hand. This is his true love!

"I am a blind man who only knows how to tell fortunes and occasionally uses calculations, but it is not the same as him."

The blind old man who was leaning on the bamboo stick of Xiangfei also shook his head.

The only thing that can solve Ye Qi's problem of being crazy about fear is that he is just a few small calculations.
To be continued...