More than an hour later, at the top of the mountain.

The soldiers of the Hu army were following Wu Liang's instructions to set up camp in a place with slightly gentle terrain and sheltered by trees.

Wu Liangze came to the edge of the mountain in Jiyuan, pointed at the unobstructed beautiful scenery at the bottom of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Old sir, you should be able to see the scenery of the nearby sand and water clearly now, please."

"good."

Yu Ji nodded, first looked around, and then slowly took out a small bronze plate from a small cloth bag he carried with him.

Several concentric circles are drawn on the small bronze plate, and many smaller areas are divided with engraved lines, and each area is marked with Chinese characters.

Wu Liang took a glance and knew that this should be a compass from the Han Dynasty.

Although the compass of the Han Dynasty also had the marks of Bagua, Earthly Branches and Heavenly Stems, it did not divide the degrees equally. Instead, the Heavenly Stems, Bagua and Twelve Earthly Branches were divided into three layers, and the degrees they occupied were inconsistent.

In addition, this compass is just an ordinary bronze disk and has no guide function.

In this era, there was no light and easy-to-carry compass. To determine the direction, you still relied on the relatively bulky Sinan or compass. If there were no such things, you could only rely on life experience and infer the approximate direction based on the shadow of the sun and the stars.

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I saw Yu Ji taking out the compass.

He rotated it left and right in his hand for a long time, and changed his position several times, as if he was constantly adjusting his position. Then he raised his head and stared at the sky for a moment, looking very professional.

Then.

Yu Ji's brows finally turned into knots and he turned to look at Wu Liang.

"Sir, have you already made a decision?"

Wu Liang quickly came up and asked.

Judging from Yu Ji's expression, it seems that the feng shui of Haihunhou's tomb is not very good, but think about it, if the feng shui were good, how could his heirs and the Haihun Kingdom be so ill-fated?

As a result, Yu Ji said with an embarrassed look: "That's not true, sir, I'm afraid I won't be able to use the art of controlling people today..."

"Why is this?"

Wu Liang asked puzzledly.

"Because I can't find Bei..."

Yu Ji's expression became even more awkward, and he tried his best to explain to himself, "Today's weather is gloomy and I can't see the sun. I don't have Sinan here, so I can't accurately judge the southeast, northwest, and if the direction is wrong, this skill can tell

Naturally, the number of things cannot be counted... Why don't you ask the young master to wait a little longer, and wait until the weather clears up at night or tomorrow, and it won't be too late for me to use this art of humiliating the young master again."

???

After hearing this, Wu Liang's chest immediately froze, and he almost couldn't help but call Dian Wei to throw the old man down the mountain.

A master who claimed to have mastered the essence of the art of Kanyu actually openly told him, "I can't find the answer." This was really a rare thing that Wu Liang never thought of.

It's as strange as an old driver who has been driving for ten years saying that he doesn't know how to insert the car key.

With his chest feeling tight for a moment, Wu Liang finally suppressed the feeling of "myocardial infarction" and said patiently: "Does that mean that as long as I can help the old gentleman find Bei, he can immediately use the art of Kanyu?"

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"Exactly."

Yu Ji also noticed Wu Liang's dissatisfaction, subconsciously glanced at the cliff not far away, and nodded quickly.

"Okay, you wait."

Wu Liang decisively turned back to Yang Wanli and said, "Go and call Bai Jingjing and ask her to let go of the bird catcher first and tell her that I have something important to do!"

"yes."

Yang Wanli responded and quickly followed the whistles that sounded from time to time in the forest.

After a while.

Bai Jingjing came out of the forest carrying a linen bag. The bulging bag seemed to contain more than a dozen birds, and they were all chirping and struggling against the bag.

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Seeing this scene, Yu Ji couldn't help but feel shocked again.

How long has it been?

This girl just walked into the forest empty-handed and caught so many birds without any tools. How on earth did she do this?

Just as she was thinking this, Bai Jingjing saw a bird flying over her head, and she pursed her lips and whistled.

As if possessed, the bird immediately changed its flight direction and began to hover above Bai Jingjing's head.

But this is not the most amazing thing.

The most amazing thing is that Bai Jingjing whistled again, and the bird circled and started to land again, and finally landed on Bai Jingjing's shoulder very nicely?

"Whoosh!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Jingjing swooped over and grabbed the wing of the flying bird instantly, and then without giving the bird a chance to react, she stuffed it into the linen bag in her other hand.

Done in one go, without any sloppiness!

!!!

This sudden scene naturally frightened Yu Ji again.

It was as if he was a gentle and gentle young man who looked like Pan An, but he suddenly opened his mouth and revealed a mouth full of uneven fangs, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

However, looking back at the reactions of Wu Liang, Dian Wei, Yang Wanli and others.

They seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of thing, and even...Wu Liang actually showed an appreciative smile to Bai Jingjing?

It seems.

This young master who went south to look for his ancestor's tomb and his accompanying disciples are probably all crouching tigers, hidden dragons. No one can be underestimated and cannot be offended...

After being shocked, Yu Ji cursed in his heart.

"What do you want me to do?"

After catching the bird, Bai Jingjing looked at Wu Liang and asked.

"I remember you brought a sewing needle with you. Let me borrow it from you."

Wu Liang smiled.

"Hey, the master of the house actually wants to do needlework by himself?"

Bai Jingjing curled her lips and said, but she still took out a small bag that looked like a sachet from her waist, took out a small needle from it and handed it over.

"Girl Jingjing won't cooperate with me, so naturally I can only do needlework by myself."

Wu Liang smiled coquettishly and said something that people of this era could not understand.

Then he picked a leaf from the nearby tree, walked to a small puddle in a low-lying area not far away, and then rubbed the sewing needle vigorously on his hair.

After a while.

The sewing needle was already slightly warm, and Wu Liang then gently put the leaf into the puddle.

Then he placed the sewing needle on the leaf.

The leaves and sewing needle in the puddle slowly began to rotate, and after more than ten seconds they finally came to a complete stop, and the direction of the sewing needle was completely determined.

Wu Liang followed the direction of the sewing needle and drew a parallel straight line on the ground with a wooden stick.

Then he took another look at the moss on the rocks.

According to later generations' wild survival experience, the moss-covered side of the rock is the north side, and the dry and bare side is the south side. This is accurately indicated by a sewing needle, and there is moss as evidence.

The direction has been completely determined.

"This side is south, this side is north, please, old gentleman."
Chapter completed!