Chapter 311

Holding the lost and recovered drawings, sun Xinzheng was very excited.

Now that the drawings have been found, the school has not been ashamed.

Sun Xin was holding this precious drawing. He turned to look at Zhang Meng and said gratefully, "thank you, childe Zhang. If it weren't for you, alas!"

Speaking of this, sun Xinzheng's eyes suddenly widened, stared at Zhang Meng and asked suspiciously, "childe Zhang, how do you know that the drawings are hidden here?"

Zhang Meng had expected that sun Xinzheng would ask, so he smiled and said, "old man sun, do you think my tea is for nothing? When I drink tea, I pinch my fingers and count. Even if the drawing is there, how about I am powerful!"

"Pinch your fingers?"

After listening to Zhang Meng's answer, sun Xinzheng was even more surprised, "childe Zhang, can you calculate divination?"

Zhang Meng solemnly nodded, "of course, how else can we figure out where the drawings are?"

Before sun Xinzheng answered this time, Han Lin on the side had reacted from shock.

Han Lin didn't know who stole the lost drawings, and he didn't care about it.

However, if his master stole the drawings, he can't care.

If Bai Jianmu is unlucky, none of his disciples can be better.

For his own sake and for his master's sake, Han Lin can only hug sun Xinzheng and say.

"Helmsman, don't you think it's strange?"

At the moment, sun Xinzheng was really strange. After hearing Han Lin's words, he immediately turned his head and asked, "Han Lin, what's strange about this matter."

Hearing sun Xinzheng's question, Han Lin hugged his fist again and said, "helmsman, do you believe that childe Zhang pinches his fingers?"

Sun Xinzheng was stunned when he heard the speech. He subconsciously shook his head, "don't believe it."

Seeing that sun Xinzheng had thought according to his own ideas, Han Lin said, "helmsman, in fact, I can't do it, but childe Zhang hasn't even been here. He can pinch his fingers and calculate. The drawing is in my master's study, and it can be calculated that the drawing is hidden under the inkstone.

Helmsman, don't you feel a little strange? "

At this point, Han Lin's tone paused before he continued.

"Master, have you ever heard of anyone who can calculate divination so accurately and accurately? It's really incredible.

I only heard that some people lost things and went to find someone to divinate, but most of the diviners only pointed out one direction, but I have never heard that someone can calculate so accurately and accurately on a small inkstone.

Helmsman, this is really suspicious! "

When sun Xinzheng heard the speech, his heart suddenly moved.

With his insight, I really haven't heard of anyone whose divination can be accurate to this extent.

If it can be accurate to this extent, isn't it a god like existence.

Thinking of this, sun Xinzheng subconsciously glanced at Zhang Meng in front of him, but shook his head in his heart. Although the young man in front of him had excellent martial arts, he was very different from God. No, there was no comparison between the two.

What is the reason for finding the lost things accurately to this extent? If it is not God, how can it be done?

The more sun Xinzheng thought about this problem, the more confused he became.

Han Lin is right. Those who calculate divination can only calculate the direction of the lost thing. It is impossible to calculate the exact location.

Childe Zhang can be accurate to a small inkstone, and can calculate that the drawing is hidden under the inkstone.

This is incredible.

What the hell is going on?

Sun Xinzheng felt a headache. At this time, Han Lin's voice sounded in his ear again.

"Helmsman, since divination cannot achieve that accuracy, there is only one possibility left."

Han Lin's words suddenly increased, "helmsman, this drawing was hidden under the inkstone by childe Zhang, so he can accurately find the drawing.

What he said just now is that you are just playing tricks.

The truth is that childe Zhang is also the one who stole the drawings. He put the drawings under the inkstone and wanted to blame my master for this. "

After listening to Han Lin's words, sun Xinzheng's eyes suddenly flashed a light of doubt.

Since divination can not reach that precision, there is really only the possibility that Han Lin said.

The drawing originally belonged to childe Zhang. He secretly put the drawing under Bai Jianmu's inkstone to frame Bai Jianmu.

Thinking of this, sun Xinzheng slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Meng, "childe Zhang, tell the helmsman the truth. How did you find the drawing?"

Looking at Sun Xinzheng's doubts, Zhang Meng only felt his head was very big.

In order not to let Sun Xinzheng, an old fool, doubt himself, he specially asked Han Lin and others to move out the table, and then asked sun Xinzheng to find out the drawings himself.

If you do so, you will naturally have no suspicion.

But unexpectedly, even if he did, sun Xinzheng, an old fool, still doubted himself.

Thinking of sun Xinzheng's confusion, Zhang Meng could only say with a bitter smile, "helmsman sun, I just said that I calculated it. Don't you believe it?"

After listening to Zhang Meng's answer, sun Xinzheng shook his head and said, "I don't believe it. I don't believe someone in the world can calculate divination so accurately and set his goal on this small inkstone."

Speaking of this, sun Xinzheng sighed and continued, "childe Zhang, just tell the truth. How did you find the drawings?"

After listening to sun Xinzheng's words, Zhang Meng quickly waved his hand, "helmsman sun, don't you believe that someone can calculate the divination so accurately, but it doesn't prove that it doesn't. You see, don't I calculate it very accurately and directly calculate the location of the drawing? Isn't that good?"

Sun Xinzheng shook his head when he heard the speech. "Childe Zhang, I appreciate you for finding the drawings for me. However, I hope you can tell the person who stole the drawings, so that I can severely punish this person and save someone from making plans again."

Zhang Meng smelled the speech, stretched out his hand and pointed for four weeks, smiled and said, "old man sun, do you still use me to say, whose place is here, naturally who stole it. What's the doubt?"

Before sun Xinzheng answered this time, Han Lin stepped forward and said loudly, "nonsense, my master won't steal the drawings. I think it's you. You hid the drawings under the inkstone to frame my master."

After listening to Han Lin's words, Zhang Meng ignored him, directly turned his head, looked at Sun Xinzheng, smiled and asked, "old man sun, who do you think stole the drawings?"

Sun Xinzheng looked at Zhang Meng without blinking. After a long time, he said slowly, "childe Zhang, do you believe that someone in the world can calculate divination so accurately?"

After listening to sun Xinzheng's words, Zhang Meng was stunned first, and then said with a smile.

"Of course I do!"