Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 451: Hours

Seeing that the blood-sucking leech was about to crawl onto his own vamp, Li Huowang lifted 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.

"Does this stuff get sucked into your legs?"

"When ploughing paddy fields, it is inevitable that there will be cows in the water, but it is not a water snake. In fact, it is fine to **** human blood. People have hands and can pull it out."

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

Li Huowang looked at the immature face of the young child in front of him. If this child was in the future, he would be the age of the sixth grade of elementary school, but here, he has already become the same as an adult.

After thinking about it, Li Huowang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't cultivate the land in the future, you should learn to read in a private school at your age, instead of working in the fields, you can 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 Young Child, Li Sui is also in a private school. According to Liu Huowang's instructions, he just listens and listens quietly to the teacher's lectures.

Apart from them, as long as others have nothing to do, they will lie on the windows and eavesdrop, as if they can listen more and make more money.

Even Zhuangyuan Lu came over 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, which is considered to be the welfare of Niuxin Village.

Looking at all the people in the private school who were 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.

"How nice you look, no matter how much ordeal 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.

"Yes, 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 a tube of chopsticks in his hand.

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

"For example, 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 a day, two hours count as one hour, then there are twelve hours in this day, I really don't know where this person's eleven hours came from."

"This person can't even figure out the simplest time, so it's no wonder that he can't be admitted 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 he had been hit hard by something.

He first glanced at Bai Lingmiao in shock. 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 to be so shocked, Yang Xiaowa looked very confused. "Yes, 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 are the lost two hours?"

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

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

"OK!"

Soon, three huge wooden barrels connected by 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 along a small pipe into the second barrel.

The dripping time of each time was about one second. Li Huowang couldn't even trust the tool, and he deliberately remembered 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 there were two hours less in the day?"

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 crazy about?"

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

He stood up and hugged Bai Lingmiao gently, "When you say in Qingfengguan, is 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."

While the two of them were talking, Zhuge Yuan in the distance heard the faceless Sitting Forgotten Dao with a calamitous expression and whispered, "How is it, did you see it? This is the heart of confusion! Have you met?"