Watching a man and a cat leaping around on the stone stairs filled with prohibitions, chasing the rooster until feathers flew, everyone wore an expression of disbelief. Some skeptics even tried to climb the stairs, but they stumbled as soon as they embarked, nearly sprawling face-forward on the stone steps.
"The prohibitions didn't disappear, so how did Yang Zhen and the wretched cat manage it?"
"Did you notice that there seems to be a pattern to the way Yang Zhen and the cat, and even the rooster, are zigzagging about? Maybe there is some sort of numerical change on these stairs, and some of the staircases are not prohibited."
"Brother, you have keen observation skills. Have you figured out the pattern?"
"I... I'm still analyzing. The numerical changes are complex. I might... need some more time."
"Dammit, why do I feel like they are just running around blindly?"
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