At this moment, Jia Xitong was stuffing a wad of paper into her nose and rolling up the scroll like the stall owner.
The reason I buy rolled-up pictures at night is because they look even uglier during the day. Only when they're rolled up do they become somewhat presentable.
What Shang Yanting found most unbearable was the taste.
The fishy smell.
Originally a fragrant little raccoon, it has become smelly after squatting in the curled picture for too long.
The fastidious Shang Yanting was very disgusted.
If they didn't really like the thin bucket, they would definitely throw the person out along with the picture.
How much longer are you going to play?
He stood by the window and asked.
"Almost there, just a few more pieces left to tie them all up."
The raccoon deftly and skillfully wrapped the rope into knots with its paws, looking like a temporary worker on an assembly line responsible for winding ropes.
Shang Yanting touched his forehead and opened the window before being overwhelmed by the smell.
He went to ask the inn if they had any new superior rooms available for him to change into.
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It's done!
Immersed in the work of creating the intricate scrolls, Shang Yanting was so engrossed in the fumes that Jia Xitong didn't even realize what was happening.
Looking at the scrolls, she suddenly realized that the patterns on the back of the scrolls seemed to be completely exposed. Some parts could even be pieced together.
Hmm, is this a jigsaw puzzle?
She sat up from the carpet, carefully observing the different patterns on each scroll, and then tried to piece together the interconnected designs...
On the other side, inside the inn
The innkeeper smiled apologetically at Shang Yanting, "Sir, I'm really sorry, all of our last few superior rooms have been booked. It's not that we don't want to change them for you."
If you find anything wrong with the room, we'll send someone over to fix it shortly.
Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting accepted the spirit stones at an increased price. "Alright, have someone send up a bucket of hot water and some incense."
The rooms here are quite expensive, and they've hardly been fully booked in the last few days.
However, the apartment was mostly empty just a few days ago, but it's full today. Shang Yanting went upstairs and made a point of noticing who was in the next room.
"Senior brother, are we really going to find something this time?"
The sound of conversation could be heard coming from inside the room.
"Since we're already here, let's just take a look around."
Another person said casually.
Then, there was silence.
Squeak—
The door was opened from the inside, and the person inside was facing Shang Yanting directly.
The man looked at Shang Yanting warily, "Who are you?"
"Inn tenants".
Shang Yanting glanced at him with remarkable composure, then slowly strolled past him. In his heart, however, he wondered, what were they looking for?
Inside the room
Jia Xitong squatted in the middle of the smelly, rolled-up picture, and had already pieced together almost ten pictures!
As soon as Shang Yanting entered, he smelled the strong odor. "Tongbao, put this away... What is this?"
Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned when he saw the pictures and text above.
"A jigsaw puzzle."
Jia Xitong glanced at him briefly, holding a rolled-up puzzle piece in her hand, unsure where to put it. She now guessed that the puzzle piece was a large catfish, and the parts that were pieced together looked remarkably like catfish whiskers.
Shang Yanting immediately ignored the stench and squatted down to study it with her.
With the help of the most brilliant minds, he quickly discovered the pattern.
These scrolls can be pieced together, and each specific angle reveals a unique way of piecing them together. The resulting pieces are incomplete, resembling both images and words.
Shang Yanting recalled what the vendor had said.
The set of scrolls contains 66 scrolls.
Remembering this, he quickly gathered up the scattered scrolls on the ground, rushed straight to the stall owner from yesterday, and bought back all the remaining ones.
The sudden unveiling of the secrets captivated Shang Yanting, who, despite his stench, became even more enthusiastic and fascinated than Jia Xitong herself.
"Roll it for me."
He said.
As a traditional relic, it is normally necessary for its preservation. If he can discover its usefulness, then his trip will not have been in vain.
A man and a bear spent their days together, from day to night.
In the candlelight
Shang Yanting deciphered the above content—
The secret to finding the Way lies in a place where night is as bright as day, and light and shadow are like silk threads.
—A legacy of chess, dedicated to those with affinity.
What?
The raccoon's fluffy head peeked over.
Who is this person?
As a raccoon who was unaware of the experiences between Shang Yanting and Ban Qi under the Shang Mou family ruins and was not present during the "pickup education" between Shang Yanting and Huang Zhiping at Xianlong Peak, she still felt as if she had heard the name "Ban Qi" many times.
"The author of a mental cultivation method."
Shang Yanting chose the least obvious identity of Ban Qi: "He used to be Huang Zhiping's master."
Wow! So he has some kind of connection with us.
He's really good, isn't he?
"Um."
Shang Yanting nodded.
Impressive, I'd say quite impressive, but fate...
This is where he fell.
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