Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

"It can be seen from this that you don't respect the teacher enough at all, and you don't even understand the most basic things!"

"This shows how lax your attitude towards learning is."

"In this case, don't blame the teacher, the attitude is strict..."

"Such a bad trend, as your teacher, I have to help you correct it no matter what!"

As he said, Tang Sanzan wrapped his big hands with the bright Buddha's light.

His face was full of disappointment.

The figure instantly appeared beside the ghost student who stood up.

Before the other party struggled.

Snapped!

The palm of the Buddha's light slapped on the opponent's celestial cover.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

inside the classroom.

Another position was vacated.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue looked at Tang Sanzan, his eyes became more reverent!

He couldn't fault the situation at all.

But Tang Sanzan was able to find another way, he just found an excuse that is not an excuse.

Killed the opponent.

Such a skill, I have learned it!

"Okay, students, in view of your sloppy study attitude, I have to be strict, teacher."

"Remember, Lord Buddha, I am teaching... um... what should I teach?"

Tang Sanzan rubbed his chin, thinking slightly.

Such a scene caused the already silent atmosphere in the classroom.

became more and more dead silent.

Many ghost students couldn't help but twitched violently.

There was a common voice in my heart: You don’t even know what you teach, why do you still ask? !

Just as a group of ghost students were extremely depressed, the little Taoist priest Cangyue was taking notes.

Tang Sanzan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He patted the podium and said with a smile, "Lord Buddha, I teach Confucianism!"

All students: "???"

Cang Yue: 【?_??】

Even Liu Mengyan and Su Xiaoran looked confused at the moment.

Let's not talk about whether there is such a course in colleges and universities.

The point is... When did the Three Burials study Confucianism?

Under the surprised eyes of the two women.

Tang Sanzan picked up the chalk on the podium and began to write on the blackboard...

PS: It's been almost a week, emmmmm... This cold is still stubborn, I cough every day, and taking medicine doesn't help, I'm numb...

Chapter 254 The Muscular Sage——Kong Sheng

"Confucius" two characters.

It was written on the blackboard by Tang Sanbu.

The students below saw these two words that were once extremely familiar.

Slightly relieved.

After all, he was the ancestor of Confucianism and a household name.

Even if they have turned into ghosts for many years.

The impression of this person will not be easily forgotten.

"Ahem!" Tang Sanzan cleared his throat, "Since we want to talk about Confucianism, then the founder of Confucianism, Kong Shengren, has to be mentioned."

Speaking of this, Tang Sanzan rolled his eyes slightly, and landed on the students below.

A glance swept over.

The ghost students trembled instantly!

coming! coming!

They knew that the listless monk in front of him must be uneasy and kind when he was giving a lecture!

So far, only a short time has passed.

Three of the ghost students had already been killed.

Five from the target, but still two short!

This also means.

They are among the remaining ghost students.

There will also be two unlucky ones, who will be killed by the monk in front of him with an excuse.

obviously.

No ghost is willing to be such a hapless egg.

None of the ghost students dared to look Tang Sanzan directly in the eyes.

Subconsciously buried his head deeply.

If only there were floor joints in the classroom.

They might just go straight in and hide!

"About Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, everyone here must know more or less about it?"

Tang Sanjian's voice sounded again.

It fell into the ears of the ghost students, but it sounded like a soul urging to death!

However, they had to nod "willingly" in affirmation.

Hmm...who knows what to say to each other.

Will it make the other party feel bad, so that they can directly kill them?

Resistance is impossible.

It's just like being played by the other party honestly.

Looking at the ghost students below and nodding their heads, they couldn't help cursing in their hearts.

The corners of Tang Sanzan's mouth rose slightly.

"Very well, now that everyone understands something, then..."

"Who will give you a brief introduction to Kong Shengren and what kind of person he is."

Swish!

The ghost students buried their heads in the table in an instant.

His body couldn't stop shaking.

Although this scene has long been expected.

But when it really comes.

That fear... is so frightening to ghosts.

Seeing a group of ghost students, they all lowered their heads and looked silent.

Tang Sanzan smiled and said casually: "The second-to-last row, the third student from left to right, you can answer."

"call……"

An expression of relief flowed from the faces of the other ghost students.

And the "lucky guy" who was buried by Tang San.

But his complexion changed from pale to pale!

Standing up tremblingly, he bowed respectfully towards Tang Sanzan at ninety degrees.

then.

At the fastest speed in its life, it recalled all the knowledge it had learned about Confucius.

A ghost head is running at high speed at the moment.

It can be said that it is the first time in history that it has been so attentive and serious after its death.

After a while, it didn't dare to delay, and immediately replied:

"Confucius, the founder of the Confucian school, should be a gentle, refined, knowledgeable, kind and kind old man, right?"

Too many words will be lost.

The ghost who answered the question was still a little bit out of his mind.

No matter Sanqi 21.

Since the monk in front of him said that he was teaching Confucianism.

So... It must be right to praise Confucius, right?

With this idea.

The ghost student who answered the question carefully looked at Tang Sanzan.

"This classmate is quite pertinent, but..."

Tang Sanzan commented on the ghost student's answer.

The previous sentence made the ghost student a little relieved.

A "but" word exit.

It is to make it look desperate and frightened in an instant.

"It's definitely right to be full of knowledge, kindness, kindness, gentleness... Maybe that's not the case."

Tang Sanzan denied the ghost student's answer, and said with a smile on his face.

The ghost student seemed to be trying to struggle, and asked, "Why?"

"The real Confucius is a strong man over two meters tall!"

"Would it be a gentle and refined image to be able to dance the bolts of ancient city gates with bare hands?"

"Besides, everyone should know that Confucius traveled around the world alone, right?"

The ghost students nodded one after another.

"Then everyone should also know how risky it is to wander around alone at that time, right?"

"It can only be said that it is a common thing to die at any time."

"And the saint Kong who was able to travel around the world alone without any damage, and created the Confucian Gang."

"Do you think it will be an image of a weak, gentle and refined little old man?"

Tang San buried some remarks.

The ghost students suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment.

Even the little Taoist priest Cangyue was stunned.