The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhangjia Village became lively for a while with the arrival of Zhang Wangxing - but these idle men, women and children only thought that this was a guest invited by the village leader, so they were not surprised.

They no longer feel that Zhang Qinghe and Zhao Haitang are strangers. This is due to Zhang Qinghe's magical method of manipulating the soul.

In the private school, Zhang Qinghe carefully taught these children how to practice calligraphy, so Zhao Haitang used this excuse to stay and serve as an assistant to the Taoist disciples.

I have to say, given her temperament, it was quite therapeutic to watch these dolls write and scratch.

"Your mysterious method, even though a monk with my life star can do it with a little effort, in the end it can only be maintained by being here.

But this protective method seems to have permanently changed these common perceptions. Now except for those three people in this village, I am afraid that everyone in this village will symbolically ignore the existence of you and me. "

Zhang Qinghe pursed his lips slightly, which was naturally difficult for him to do, but Taiyin Xingjun was by his side. For this powerful person who was a Talisman Master and practiced the Tiangong method, it was just a small skill to manipulate the common people in a village.

Taking advantage of the time when the children were practicing calligraphy, Zhao Haitang walked up to the stage, crossed his arms and chatted with Zhang Qinghe curiously. The "three people" she was referring to were naturally Muramasa, Zhang Lian, and Zhang Wangxing, who had just arrived and was still extremely uncomfortable in the village.

"Oh...I almost forgot, the one who knows the inside story is him——"

Zhao Haitang stepped up and looked down the stage. Zhang Sanzheng was squeezing his little face and writing the big characters he learned today on the paper with an extremely serious expression.

She wanted to carefully identify what was different about this little child that could make "Xu Jianshan" look at him differently, and even expose all the plots to a child's eyes.

But what really surprised her was that Zhang San was the smartest child she had ever seen, and it was hard not to be fond of him.

Just because he knows what to do and what not to do when, even if he is curious, he may not explore it for the sake of the overall situation.

This is not just obedience, but also self-control and intelligence. You know, there are many monks in Zhongtian who are three to five hundred years old. I am afraid they don’t understand this principle and can’t do this.

"Some are cute, some are scary... But he is just a mortal without spiritual roots. What can you do if you take him in?"

Zhao Haitang carefully felt Zhang San's physique and soul, but found nothing special. It can be seen that although he is smart, he is just a child.

However, his energy and blood are quite strong, and he may be gifted and has the qualifications of a mortal general. Although he is less than ten years old, his strength is probably equivalent to that of an ordinary adult.

"I taught him the talisman formation."

Zhang Qinghe explained slowly, and then he scanned around Zhang San's body with his soul. Feeling the surging energy and blood, he nodded slightly.

Zhao Haitang reminded him - after eating fish soup for a long time and running around the village, Zhang San's physical foundation was gradually strengthened, and it was time to start teaching him some real things.

So he silently assigned today's calligraphy homework, packed up the ruler and some teaching aids, and talked to the Taiyin in the jade slip -

"San'er's vitality and blood have matured, and he is no different from ordinary people. I want to take him out of the village to have a look."

"Leave the village?"

"Well, let's go for a walk around here at night. It's time to learn some real stuff."

"So you kept those things for this reason. I thought you didn't care about it.

But Zhao Haitang is okay, Zhang Wangxing is a big trouble. He doesn't know that you have cultivation. If you frequently use escape methods to escape from the village, you will be okay, but as long as the little baby's breath leaks out, you will be fine. Something strange will be discovered. "

Lord Taiyin Xing reminded him at the right time.

"That's why I have Mr. Lao Xing."

Zhang Qinghe pursed his lips and smiled, throwing the problem to Taiyin - he knew that Taiyin would always have a way to solve it, otherwise he wouldn't have taken such a risk.

"San'er is different from me. I became a monk halfway and had to explore everything. Although I can rely on my physique and soul to know many things at a glance and learn them quickly, the road ahead is still unclear to this day. But I want to lead him on the right path, step by step and steadily.

I want the best for him.

He deliberately kept these sharpening things at the moment, so he had to hurry up, otherwise he would not be noticed and killed by Zhang Wangxing, or he would be regained control by the evil spirit who secretly came to look for him, which would be beyond his ability. "

Zhang Qinghe dismissed all the students and asked Zhao Haitang to help clean up the debris - although she was reluctant, she did it very smoothly. At this moment, she did not look like a crazy and disorderly Zhao family goddess, but really looked like a The assistant teacher from a poor private school comes.

"San'er, come here!"

Zhang Sanzheng was talking to Gouzi about the words he had learned today. Even though he had already learned them, he still did not show the arrogance of having understood everything in front of his friends.

"Sir, it's very difficult to teach me. San'er, you always have a good brain. How should you write this word?"

"This word..."

Zhang Sanzheng was about to explain, but he heard Zhang Qinghezheng calling him loudly, so he stopped explaining.

"Gouzi, you go back first, I will tell you later."

After saying that, he trotted all the way to Zhang Qinghe. He knew that his husband would only come to him when he wanted him to do something, and to this day, none of these things are meaningless.

Gouzi silently agreed. Everyone in the village knew that this private school teacher also had medical skills and was treating Zhang San's mother's cold.

"Sir... Sir, do you want to ask about my mother's condition? Thanks to my husband, I have been bringing back the fish soup he cooked in the past few days. My mother can move freely and is full of energy."

"That's good."

Zhang Qinghe straightened his face, thinking that after all, he would only treat the symptoms temporarily but not the root cause, but that was not his main purpose today.

Zhang Qinghe looked at Zhang San who raised his head to explain, and his heart suddenly moved - his linen gray robe swayed, and he stretched out his thin sapphire-like palms, and was about to knock Zhang San on the forehead.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Zhang San didn't have time to hide, so he took three blasts of chestnuts alive, and for a moment his eyes were filled with stars. Zhang Qinghe didn't forget to rub the little boy's head and spread his hair.

"Don't be late for your next class."

After that, Zhang San, who was confused and aggrieved, was sent away...

Zhao Haitang looked at Zhang Qinghe and felt that he was even more inexplicable than him - could this be because he was in a daze and abused his appointed disciples for nothing? Zhang San clearly didn't come to class late today?

"Giggle..." Taiyin Xingjun laughed so hard inside the jade slip——

"What kind of explanation are you giving? Originally, just sending a message would have solved the problem. If you do this, is it possible that he can still understand it?"

Zhang Qinghe also laughed when he heard this.

"Xingjun knows what I mean, how could Zhang San not know?"

Just one sentence made Taiyin Xingjun angry and unwilling to speak.