Zuo You thought he heard wrongly: "Teacher, what did you just say?"
I didn't bother to repeat it again: "Go back and change quickly.
I'll wait for you in the office."
Zuo You left with a surprised look on his face, while Zhang Donghai came happily.
Zhang Donghai said, the two things I asked people from Jingzimai Sect to check last time were somewhat revealing.
The people in Jingzimai began to investigate Luo Chengji's last whereabouts.
They searched through the local county annals and all the folk acrobatics they could find, and found that Luo Chengji was not dead at all.
He changed his name to "Chen Luo" and lived in Song Dynasty.
He settled in a village called Langgou near the city.
This village was the predecessor of Yangjiawan.
Ridge, the dragon on the soil.
There was originally a hill on the north side of the village.
There was a very deep pool on the top of the mountain.
The pool was so dark that it was impossible to see the bottom at a glance.
According to legend, in the Zhou Dynasty, a yellow dragon once broke out of the earth.
This mountain is a mound that rose when it pushed through the earth's crust.
The entire village is built near the mountains, relying on the mountains to feed on the mountains.
Most of the villagers are mountain merchants and hunters, but there are not many farmers.
Zhang Donghai said that this village called Langgou has almost no recorded official history, and it is suspected that the people who lived here were probably some gangsters at that time.
I asked him if that strange mountain with a pool on its peak still existed.
Zhang Donghai shook his head: "It's gone a long time ago.
In the fourth year after Luo Chengji moved into the village, a small earthquake occurred locally.
It’s really strange that the intensity of the earthquake was not high, but it destroyed this mountain and even the village.”
"The whole village was destroyed by the earthquake."
I was puzzled.
Zhang Donghai still shook his head: "Don't look at me like that.
I don't know what's going on.
The description in the ancient book is just a few words.
It's as simple as destroying the village."
"The Blackwater Pool was also destroyed" "It's gone.
Do you think it's strange or not?
A moderate earthquake turned that place into a flat land.
By the Yuan Dynasty, that place became Yangjiagou."
"Now" "It's a mountainous area now and no one lives there.
Hey, do you think what Luo Chengji will do to support himself after arriving in that village?"
I told Zhang Donghai not to be too pretentious and to speak directly.
Zhang Donghai told me that after Luo Chengji arrived in that village, he made a living by painting people's portraits, and the price for each painting was very high.
This part of the record about Luo Chengji comes from one of his customers back then.
The man's name was Cao Wang, and he was a large local family.
The Cao family was very prosperous in the Liang Dynasty, and there are still descendants today.
Although the Cao family failed to leave many rare treasures to future generations, they did leave more than 320 family letters.
One of them recorded in detail Cao Wang's experiences in Langgou, as well as what Luo Chengji left behind. impression on him.
When Cao Wang met Luo Chengji, Luo Chengji was no longer the suave Liang Jing painter.
The book said that he was "as haggard as a ghost, with a brain as moldy as a cake."
Spots look like moldy pancakes or steamed buns.
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At that time, Cao Wang asked Luo Chengji to draw his enemy.
When Zhang Donghai said this, I understood that the so-called making a living by painting people's portraits, to put it bluntly, means that Luo Chengji has become a killer who takes people's money and kills them.
I said: "Later, after the village was destroyed, where did Luo Chengji go?"
Zhang Donghai said: "It's gone, the village is gone, and the people and livestock in the village are gone.
The situation at that time was exactly the same as the situation when Yangjiagou disappeared later."
I tapped the table with my hand, savoring the news that Zhang Donghai had brought to me.
After a while, Zhang Donghai asked me: "Do you want to go to the Yangjiagou ruins to take a look?"
I thought for a moment and shook my head: "Wait for now, wait until my sixth uncle and the others find the Immortal Cave.
By the way, tell my sixth uncle all the information you know later.
He should be able to use it."
Looking at the Yangjiagou ruins now is of no use to be honest.
I estimate that the two villages are buried underground.
It is impossible for us to penetrate the earth's crust and go straight down.
It may not be possible to penetrate the earth's crust until the year of the monkey.
So I think we should first find the Xianren Cave and figure out the connection between Langgou, Yangjiagou and Xianren Cave.
If my estimate is correct, there should be a very special Feng Shui bureau between Xianren Cave and Yangjiagou ruins.
"How do you plan to deal with the school affairs?"
Zhang Donghai asked again abruptly.
I said: "The formation laid out by Buzhou Mountain is quite complex, and it is difficult to find the rules to crack it.
I plan to change the structure of the wind cave to cause abnormal turbulence in the formation.
In this way, as long as we find the formation eye and the formation guide, we can Break it.
But once the formation is disturbed, it may attract evil spirits.
I won't go back to the dormitory these days.
I have to keep an eye on it in school."
Zhang Donghai said jokingly: "If you don't go back to the dormitory, you won't have the chance to meet Teacher Shao."
"There is no way," I sighed helplessly: "It's important for the children to break the formation first."
"Kids, you're not much older than these high school students."
After he reminded me like this, I remembered that I am only twenty-two years old.
I don’t know what happened in the past two years.
I often unconsciously regard myself as a middle-aged person in my thirties or forties.
It didn't take long for Zuo You to come, and I took him and Zhang Donghai to find a hot pot restaurant, where we ate meat and drank wine.
I don't plan to go to school in the afternoon, and I don't plan to let Zuoyou go to class.
In his current state, class will be in vain.
I ask him to stand and listen to the class, but he doesn't even listen.
If you ask him to sit down, he will I'm not sure what to do down there during class.
This afternoon, my mission is to wring Zuoyou's temper back, just like the second master wrenched me back then.
Zhang Donghai said, I have never seen such an irresponsible teacher like me.
He led his students to skip school just after teaching a class.
I said you know nothing.
I think back when I first learned art from my second master, he pressed me with his momentum all day long, making me breathless.
When I was eating, I chose a relatively remote location, and then I let go of my evil spirit, pressing down on Zuoyou the whole time.
My evil spirit was stronger than that of Mr.
Fuji, but it was also unbearable for most people.
Since I let go of my evil spirit, At first, the waiters were reluctant to come towards us.
After the pot was hot, the atmosphere became a little warmer.
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Zuoyou was still a little afraid of me, but thanks to the heat of the steam, he dared to speak when I asked him.
At first he didn't dare to drink under my nose, so I told him that he would drink until he vomited today, but after finishing the meal and before the end of the college entrance examination, he was not allowed to drink even a drop of alcohol.
Zuoyou looked cool on the surface, but in fact he was very shy at heart.
He was a little shy when eating.
He was too embarrassed to pick up the meat, so he only carefully picked up the vegetables to eat.
I put the meat on his plate one chopstick at a time.
I let him drink, mainly to understand what the crux of his problem is.
Children like this usually don't have a good drinking capacity.
After three or four bottles of beer, if you ask him anything, he will say what he said.
I'm not afraid of him drinking too much.
Now Gui Xin Sect has nothing but too much medicine.
Even if he drinks himself to death, I can still revive him.
After we started talking, I understood why Zuoyou became like this.
When Zuoyou was born, his father was already forty years old.
He cherished his son especially since he was old.
Zuoyou had always been loved by his father since he was a child.
However, their family was still very strict in their upbringing.
At that time, Zuoyou was particularly well-behaved.
When I was in elementary school, my academic performance was very good, so I was really called "other people's children" by my neighbors.
I could tell from Zuoyou's tone that he admired his father very much at that time.
But when Zuoyou was ten years old, his father engaged in cheating during marriage.
Zuoyou said that since he was ten years old, his parents had been fighting every day and never stopped for a day.
The adults in the family think that he is still young and dare to say anything in front of him when they quarrel.
In fact, the child is much smarter than the adults think, and Zuoyou can understand every word.
It is nonsense to say that this kind of thing has no impact on children.
The impact of this kind of thing on children is huge, beyond your imagination.
When Zuoyou was thirteen years old, his parents quarreled and fought for three years, and finally divorced.
At that time, he lived with his grandmother.
He said that although her grandmother loved him very much, he always felt unspeakably awkward living with her.
His head was confused every day and he didn't know what to think. .
His grandmother passed away the year before last, and he often fought with others.
Zuoyou said that he didn’t know why he was fighting.
Ever since his grandmother passed away, he always looked down upon the people around him, and others looked at him more often on the street.
With his eyes open, he felt that others were provoking him, and felt that if he didn't take action, he would be looked down upon.
While chatting, Zuoyou drank too much.
His drinking capacity was very poor, and four bottles of beer could knock him down.
I took a closer look at his condition and confirmed that he was not allergic to alcohol.
Then I opened a room in the hotel and let Zuoyu sleep.
This kid was snoring loudly as he touched the pillow.
I opened the window of the room, lit a cigarette, and took two long puffs of smoke.
Zhang Donghai came to me and pointed at Zuo You, who was sleeping soundly: "I said you are really not afraid of trouble.
We don't really want to teach.
Why do you spend so much time on a bad boy?"
"This kid is quite pitiful.
If I don't care about him, maybe no one will care about him."
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I gulped and said, "When we were eating just now, I found that this kid had a lot of bruises on his body.
I guess someone was there during this time.
If you're causing trouble for him, find a few people to find out what's going on."
Zhang Donghai sighed: "Oh, you are really worried about your life.
Okay, I will check it for you personally."
After a while of silence, Zhang Donghai suddenly said: "It is a blessing to our family that you can come back."
He said something out of the blue, and I choked on the spot and coughed violently.
When you say something like this, how do you ask me to answer: