Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

A year ago, Woxing, the former teaching director of the Sun Moon God Sect, was seriously ill. After handing over the teaching affairs to the deputy leader Dongfang Bubai, he left without saying goodbye. alien.

In the past year, nearly one-third of the disciples in Heimuya have been purged, and fresh blood has been injected continuously. In just one year, many new faces have changed in the teaching.

Jiang Yunlou and Cheng Ying were mixed together, so they were not very eye-catching.

The former leader has disappeared for no apparent reason, but anyone with some brains will think of the person sitting on the throne of the leader now. However, Dongfang Bubai has already taken over most of the teaching affairs when he was the deputy leader, and he has won the hearts of the people. A few years before his disappearance, his temperament changed drastically, causing many congregants to complain about him, and most of Ren Woxing's cronies had already been dealt with or transferred away calmly by Dongfang Bubai, so the questioning on Heimuya The sound is not loud.

Now that I have been walking for a year, the doubts about Dongfang Bubai have gradually disappeared. I thought that the dust would be settled, but after a year of patience, the two elders in the sect finally couldn't hold back and secretly plotted to assassinate Dongfang Bubai .

"The leader of the sect is wise. He restrained one of the elders before he got into trouble, and sent my mother to destroy his power in the sub-helm. Unexpectedly, Elder Hao also secretly colluded with him, and even bribed many of the elders. Disciple, the chaos under the Blackwood Cliff is caused by Elder Hao..."

The young boy shook his head and told about the rebellion. Jiang Yunlou listened with gusto: "What about Elder Hao?"

The little boy said: "I was slapped to death by the leader!"

Jiang Yunlou became more curious: "Is the leader really that powerful?"

The little boy proudly said: "Of course! Our leader's miraculous skills are world-class, and those righteous hypocrites are afraid of our gods. It is precisely because our leader is so powerful!"

"I see……"

Jiang Yunlou heard him talk about the "divine religion situation" for a long time, and he couldn't help yearning for it. He was weak and sick since he was a child, and except for a long trip to Wanhua Valley for treatment when he was young, he almost always recuperated indoors.

Although others are locked in their own small world, they yearn for Jianghu very much with all their heart. He yearns for everything, such as fighting swords and fighting against the world, grievances and hatreds, martial arts leaders, demon leaders.

"gentlemen……"

A child came over with a frowning face and held a piece of paper, interrupting the "storytelling". Write your name."

Jiang Yunlou took it over and looked at it, nodded, and praised sincerely: "Great progress."

Little Shitou rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, smiled, and said, "Then sir, can I take this piece of paper back and show it to my parents?"

Jiang Yunlou readily agreed: "Of course. In today's class, I have to learn to write my own name. If I can write it, I can go to school."

Xiao Shitou cheered, said "goodbye, sir" and rushed out of the yard. The other four or five children looked at his back enviously, and then buried themselves in writing their own names.

Jiang Yunlou distributed two pieces of paper to each of them, personally asked the children's names, wrote them on the paper with beautiful fonts, and took them to trace them three times patiently before asking the children to try to write by themselves.

They are all children of ordinary disciples in Heimuya, introduced by Sang Sanniang, and their parents are illiterate.Although the grass and mang in the world look down on weak scholars, they also know that it is a good thing to know how to read. When Sang Sanniang mentioned it, they are very willing to send their children to learn characters.

——Learning characters is good, not only can you recognize characters, but also the husband is in charge, so you don't have to worry about them all morning.

The little boy who had been talking for a long time slapped his head, and realized that it was almost noon, and he had to go back to eat, so he quickly picked up the pen and wrote the word Luo Ming on the paper.

He is the second son of Sang Sanniang. He is still young, but smart and smart. She is about the same age as Cheng Ying, so it makes sense.

Luo Ming followed Cheng Ying to Jiang Yunlou's house a few times, and offered to come here to learn Chinese characters. Sang Sanniang was very busy on weekdays and didn't care about her son. It was rare for her son to take the initiative to ask to learn Chinese characters. He readily agreed.

Although Luo Ming's handwriting was not good-looking, it was neat and tidy, and it was considered top-notch among these children. Jiang Yunlou watched him finish writing and allowed him to leave school.

Luo Ming said: "Sir, I will bring Young Sister Ying with me tomorrow!"

Jiang Yunlou narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

This is a courtyard on the hillside of Heimuya, where most disciples and elders of the divine religion live. Jiang Yunlou has set up a private school here, currently only teaching six young boys.

When it was time for dinner, Jiang Yunlou sent the remaining two children away as well.

He instructed: "Go home and practice, and bring the written name over tomorrow."

"Yes, sir……"

The two children agreed, and quickly packed up their things and bid farewell to Jiang Yunlou.

The busy courtyard in the morning quickly fell silent after the two children left. Jiang Yunlou stared at the slightly messy tables and chairs in the courtyard, stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Cheng Ying was adopted as a foster daughter by Sang Sanniang and brought to Sang Sanniang's house. After careful calculation, he hadn't seen Cheng Ying for four or five days.

This is as it should be.He has not reached the crown yet, and he can't even take care of himself well, so how can he take care of Cheng Ying, not to mention that Cheng Ying is a girl who is not related to him, and living together is even more inconvenient.

Jiang Yunlou suddenly realized that he was also a person who was afraid of loneliness.

He sat in the court for a while, got up and went back to the house to hug his qin, told the horse tied in the court, and went out alone.

It has been half a month since he came to Heimuya, and he has already figured out many things.

For example, the place he is in now is not the Tang Dynasty, but the Jin Dynasty hundreds of years later. There is no such thing as "one religion, two alliances, three demons, four families, five swords and six sects" in the rivers and lakes of the Jin Dynasty. This Sun Moon God Sect is the most powerful and feared Sun Moon God Sect in Jianghu.

... No wonder.

It was clearly winter when he left Changge Gate, but the surrounding trees were densely green the night he met Cheng Ying. He had already sensed something was wrong that night, but he never thought about the direction he came to another world.

He once dreamed of leaving Changge Gate and wandering around the rivers and lakes, but now he is really far away from Changge Gate, and feels extremely lonely instead.

He walked slowly, and gradually came to a secluded place, and when he looked back, the densely packed houses and crowds were far away from him.

He raised his head again and saw a tall tree, so he tiptoed and flew to the tree with the zither in his arms.

In front of you is a huge sycamore tree, the sycamore tree is monoecious, the male sycamore is the female, the flowers are light yellow-green, bright and bright, really beautiful.The sycamore tree symbolizes purity and beauty, and is often regarded as a symbol of loyalty and love. Jiang Yunlou fell in love with it when he first saw it. He immediately sat on the ground, put the piano on his lap, and gently plucked the strings.

The piece he played was a piece of Yangchun Baixue that everyone in Changgemen knew.

The sound of the piano is clear and clear, like the gurgling water in the mountains, flowing briskly into his heart. This is his habit when playing the piano, and he rarely starts with a sad song.

Jiang Yunlou was so engrossed on the piano that he didn't notice anyone staying behind him.

The sound of the piano gradually changed.

What the slender fingertips played was no longer Yangchun Baixue. As soon as the sound of the piano was turned, it transitioned to another piece of music unobtrusively.

This is a deep regret.

Born weak, he can neither obtain fame and honor to serve the country, nor be a chic knight who travels all over the world. He can only spend his life mediocre and under the care of others.

Parents, friends, brothers and sisters... always look at him with sympathy and pity, and don't say harsh words to him, and are willing to rely on him in everything, just because he may leave them at any time.

He actually didn't want to do that.

In his whole life, he has caused troubles to too many people, he owed too much to the people around him, and before he could repay a penny in the future, he would already be standing on the land of the Jin Dynasty hundreds of years later, never to be repaid again. There is no day of return.

In the turbulent sound of the piano, traces of pure internal force were caught in it and swept out to the surroundings. Jiang Yunlou suddenly woke up and stopped the sound of the piano immediately, but it was too late.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, hoping that this place would be quiet, no one would come here to listen to the music, and it would be good if they were hurt by his piano sound.

Pa, pa, pa, three times, but someone applauded him.

"Good piano, good kung fu."

Jiang Yunlou turned his head, and saw a man in red with a tall body, about 25 years old, with a very dignified bearing.His expression was calm, and a pair of sharp and unfathomable eyes quietly watched Jiang Yunlou playing the piano, without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

A person with such eyes must be extremely intelligent and calm.

Jiang Yunlou got up calmly, held the piano in his arms and said, "Thank you."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help bowing his head and coughing twice, and then the man in red asked lightly, "How did you get here?"

Jiang Yunlou said apologetically, "I saw no one here and the scenery is beautiful, so I came here to play the piano. I'm really sorry that I disturbed your peace by playing such a piece of music."

The man in red said disapprovingly: "Since I said you are good at playing the piano, I didn't mean to blame you. Who are you, but I teach students?"

Jiang Yunlou replied: "My surname is Jiang and my name is Yunlou. I only came to settle in Heimuya half a month ago. I am not a disciple of the sect."

"Why?"

"Elder Sang took care of me and asked me to teach in Heimuya."

The man in red paused, "Teach?"

"Yes."

The man in red nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He just turned around and left with a free and easy posture. His demeanor made him look nothing like an ordinary person in the Jianghu.

Jiang Yunlou watched him go further and further, then hugged Qin, turned and went back to his residence.

——As everyone knows, the hasty meeting today is just the beginning of a fate.