"A young man is strong, the country is strong, and a young man is wise, the country is wise."

Wu Xuanzhi pinched a piece of chalk and wrote down twelve big words on the blackboard. Each stroke was clear and tough, full of vitality.

The sunlight penetrated through the transparent glass house, and circles of colorful spots fell on the table and the ground. Carbon basins were lit in the corners of the room, and the room was as warm as spring. In the classroom, which was not too spacious, there were seventy or eighty children, ranging from five or six to fourteen or five years old.

Nowadays, the current situation is turbulent, and disasters are constantly occurring in various places, and many children have lost their parents. If the situation of tutoring children does not appear, they may starve to death on the streets at any time.

Such things are not only happening in Bazhou, but are a common situation all over the world.

This room has been transformed into a new school, and even the teacher in charge of teaching has come out of the new school.

The environment in Bazhou is relatively closed, and it took a lot of effort to find a suitable teacher.

"In today's lesson, I cannot teach you the answer, but I want to teach you a question. That is: Why do we humans live? We are not cattle, horse, livestock, or stubborn stones, we are living people. A living person must know why he lives. Maybe you don't understand what I said today, but please remember it." Wu Xuanzhi glanced at everyone and spoke slowly.

Everyone also looked at the figure on the podium. Even one day a few years later, they could still recall the sunshine shining on the husband and what the husband said to them.

Why are people alive?

Wu Xuanzhi walked out of the classroom. The sun was shining outside, making him unable to open his eyes.

"A young man is wise, a country is wise; a young man is rich, a young man is strong, a young man is strong, a young man is independent, a young man is free, a young man is free..."

In a vague manner, he heard the sound of reading above the classroom.

very nice.

...

Wu Xuanzhi left Bazhou City, but this time no opera troupe followed him on the road.

The Deming Opera Troupe has now taken root in Bazhou. Its unique dramatic form is not only popular in Bazhou, but also heard of other cities in Sichuan. It is willing to invite the Deming Opera Troupe to perform.

The hobbies and aesthetics of the people in Sichuan are very similar. The Deming Opera Troupe has changed several gods and demons based on local myths and legends, and then performed them using face-changing techniques. Every time they go, it will inevitably cause a local sensation.

Wu Xuanzhi was traveling lightly and rode a small donkey and headed north along the official road.

A bell hung around the little donkey's neck. When he walked, the sound of ding-bells was mixed with the sound of the wind, and he was not lonely.

This time, he was lucky, and the birth speed of the three-eyed demon of the evil path was faster than he expected.

During his days in Bazhou, he has been familiar with the use of the three-eyed demon of the evil path.

In general, the abilities of the three-eyed demon in the evil path can be divided into three categories: full vision, detention and reading.

Full vision is easy to understand. Within the reach of the sight, nothing can be seen. Whether it is blocked by obstacles or shadows, it can be seen through. To put it bluntly, it is 360-degree viewing angle + perspective + night vision.

The second ability is detention.

If any living being cannot be judged by the will of the pupil, it will be dragged into the illusion. Of course, if Wu Xuanzhi does not take the initiative to expose it, the person involved may never know that he has entered the illusion.

As long as he is willing, he can make a human being faint inexplicably in reality and never wake up again.

The third ability is reading.

All creatures trapped in the middle of the pupil, all the memories hidden deep in their consciousness will be read out, and this information will be turned into a part of the middle of the pupil. As the master, Wu Xuanzhi can read these memories at will.

In a sense, he can know you better than you.

Compared with the spine sword demon, the attack power of the three-eyed demon of the evil path is not that strong, but in actual use, it is much more complex and changeable.

Because Wu Xuanzhi had no goals, he just walked around and stopped every day. After about half a month, he finally arrived in Hanzhong and entered Shaanxi.

As soon as I entered Shaanxi, the environment gave people some different feelings.

Compared with the mountains in the river, the mountains in Shaanxi are more desolate and heroic, and many places are continuous. From a distance, I only think that layers of folds are formed on the earth.

"Brother, please ask the bottom road, do you know how to walk on Niangniang Mountain?" Wu Xuanzhi rode forward along the path between the gullies, and was about to find a place to rest, but saw someone coming to ask for directions.

These people were wearing sheepskin jackets and thick dog-skin hats on their heads, covering their ears tightly.

They all carry wooden boxes or bags on their backs, just like craftsmen who go out to work.

"What a coincidence, I'm going to go to Niangniang Mountain. If you don't dislike it, let's go with you." Wu Xuanzhi became interested when he heard this place.

He heard from a village in the previous village that there is a Niangniang Mountain near Zhouyang County, Shaanxi Province, with a particularly beautiful scenery. There is a Niangniang Temple on the mountain, which is very effective. Many outsiders will come here to burn incense and worship.

He also came to join in the fun.

"Then the relationship is good, so I'll follow you on the road." The man in the lead became happy when he saw the young man so happy.

"The temple is to be built on this Niangniang Mountain, so the people in the nearby villages found our county. If you say that person, you will leave after leaving a word. We have to find Niangniang Mountain ourselves. How can this be the reason?"

The men were quite talkative. Through conversation, they learned that the temple on Niangniang Mountain was already a bit old. In recent years, due to the strong incense, they planned to rebuild it.

That's why I took advantage of the slack farming to recruit workers and planned to repair the temple before the spring of next year.

"Well, I heard that the Empress is the daughter of a god. Her parents and family are both gods, so she is also a god." As everyone said that, they unconsciously pulled the Empress God worshipped on the Empress Mountain.

"Hahaha, then, reincarnation is still a technical job. Some people are reincarnated like you and me, but ordinary people, and some are reincarnated as kings, princes, generals, and ministers. Then those who have become immortals are really enviable." Wu Xuanzhi laughed and continued.

His words were so playful that they resonated with everyone, and everyone immediately laughed.

"Hey, you can't say this anymore. We're almost here to Niangniang Mountain to avoid rushing to the gods." After everyone laughed, an older man coughed, making everyone be careful in their words and actions.

For things like gods, it is better to believe that they have existed than to believe that they do not.
Chapter completed!