When Meng Fenghua arrived, the scene had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Of course, there is only one person's blood in the sea of ​​blood.

The children of Tangjiabao strictly implemented Tang Zheng's instructions, saying that they would chop them up, and they would really not be able to break them anymore. The assassin even had his bones and meat chopped into mud!

On the contrary, Tang Zheng was stunned and covered his eyes with his bell: "It is not suitable for children!"

The unhappiest person tonight is Azhi.

When the entire Tangjiabao was alarmed by the movements of Tang Zheng here, he packed up the toys of the small bell in the room...

When he cleaned everything up and rushed over, there was only a pool of meat paste left in the yard.

"Damn! You stole my people again!" As soon as Azhi smelled the disgusting smell in the air, he could basically restore what happened.

"This time the assassin is mine!" Tang Zheng argued.

"How do you know it's yours?" Azhi asked.

"I touched my roof, can it still be yours?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Maybe...what went wrong?" Azhi said.

"Just kidding, can you still get lost when an assassin?" Tang Zheng was angry.

"I told you no matter how Tangjiabao goes, you are so embarrassed to laugh at others for getting lost!" Azhi looked disdainful.

"You want to mock it, are you?" Tang Zheng pinched his joints.

"..." Azhi turned his head and refused to look at him, "Hmph!"

The pool of meat paste was lying innocently in a sea of ​​blood. It could no longer argue about who it should belong to.

The only thing that is thankful is that this time Tang Zheng kept his roof!

The assassin's corpse...the corpse mud was quickly cleaned away by the servants.

Tang Zheng stuffed a bottle of purple gold flower water to Tang Zixie and Tang Xuan alone, and seriously told them to "check the star veins carefully and be careful not to leave hidden injuries" before letting them go.

Meng Fengling and Azhi were of course taken away by their respective parents.

Soon, Tang Zheng's courtyard restored the tranquility that should be at night.

Tang Zheng closed the two doors, returned to the bedroom, and took out the pen, ink, paper and ink from under the table.

"Wulong Town, Yinlan Villa!" Seven sloppy words appeared on the paper.

Scroll the pen and close the wrist!

There are only seven words, but what is drawn is a piece of fighting spirit.

Tang Zheng put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the window.

There was no trace of smile in his eyes.

Outside the window, the sky is high and the moon is full.

It is indeed a good time to kill and set fire!

...

The next day, Tang Zhengshen walked into the lecture hall with a refreshing smile with everyone's familiar smile.

He placed "Star Records of the Grand Historian: Family" on the table.

Then, I picked it up, and my claws came out together, tearing it to pieces.

"..." All the students stared at him with their eyes.

Tang Zheng finished tearing the book, leisurely patted the paper confetti on his body, and smiled and said, "Okay."

Tang Zixie swallowed with difficulty: "That... won't learn anymore?"

"Teacher, aren't you leaving?" Tang Xiaotang stood up.

"Because of the assassination last night? And the previous ones..." Tang Xuan asked.

As soon as several questions were asked, the whole lecture hall was in full bloom.

"Although our Tangjiabao is not a sect, we will do our best to protect you!"

"Teacher, don't leave. If you leave, what should we do?"

“Master…”

"Master Tang..."

Tang Zheng raised his index finger to his mouth and made a "shhhh" gesture.

The lecture hall soon became quiet.

"Yes, I'm really leaving." Tang Zheng said the first sentence.

"Teacher..." There was another commotion in the audience, but it was suppressed by Tang Zheng's action.

"But..." Tang Zheng smiled and swept every face, "It's not me alone, but we all! Let's go together, and then come back together!"

"Ah?" Because Tang Zheng's words took a sudden turn, the children of Tangjiabao were a little unable to find North.

"Do you still remember what I said a few days ago? Zi said, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, Zi said..."

"We must insist on combining knowledge with practice!" A neat voice sounded in the entire lecture hall.

Although Tang Zheng only said it once, they remembered it clearly.

Tang Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "That's right! We won't learn "Star Records of the Grand Historian". Let's go to Wulong Town. The teacher will teach you more!"

"Social...practice?" Tang Xiaotang remembered something he mentioned before.

"Yes, social practice!" Tang Zheng replied.

Everyone in the lecture hall looked different.

Of course, younger children are very excited, but older teenagers need to think about many other issues.

Tang Xiaotang raised his hand: "Can we do a good job of posting posters and sending flyers when the teacher said last time?"

Tang Zheng explained the poster and flyer, and most of the people in the lecture hall were relaxed.

It doesn't sound too difficult.

It is to draw, write, and then post and distribute.

They have learned to write, and the only thing that may be problematic is drawing.

Just as they were actively discussing the issue of who to draw, Azhi in the corner snorted: "I... want to go too?"

Although he just understood what posters and flyers were, he always felt that the next Shadow King of Shadow Mountain was not suitable for doing these things.

However, Tang Zheng gave him a blank look: "Are you not my student?"

Azhi's lips moved twice, but he still did not deny it.

However, he looked at the book "Star Records of the Grand Historian" and said, "Even if you want society... that practice, you have to finish the book first?"

"There are too many mistakes and misses. I'll buy more history books and organize them clearly before talking about them." Tang Zheng waved his hand.

"There are too many mistakes?" Azhi glared, "I have read this book eight times, but why don't I feel there is anything wrong with it..."

Tang Zheng looked at him like a psychopath.

A set of Star Records of the Grand Historian records the detailed history of more than 80 aristocratic families, and at least three million words. What does it mean when he read it eight times?

When Azhi saw that Tang Zheng was choked, he smiled proudly...

But before he finished laughing, Tang Zheng's eyes were fixed on him alone: ​​"The Song Family Volume, Page 163, records the Battle of Jiangling Pass, Song Qi, the third generation leader of the Song Family, was eighteen years old, and captured three demon king-level enemy chiefs... The Wenhua Family Volume, Page 220, Page 111, records the second fifty years since the second battle of Jiangling Pass, and the Liuyun Family Volume, page 101, records the second battle of Jiangling Pass, Song Qi, a nine-star powerful man, wore armor to defeat the enemy army on the east road... Please tell me how a person grew up 72 years in fifty years in fifty years?"

Azhi's face was so shocked that he was "stupid".

Tang Zheng smiled and continued: "Mid-grade family volume, 87 pages of Zhou's chapter, 72 pages of Zhao's chapter, 100 pages of Huajian family volume, 91 pages of Qiantang family volume, etc., a total of 47 places. The first family alliance recorded, the Zhou family sent a young man named Zhou Wen. In all the records behind the Piaoye family volume and even the Qiantang family volume, Zhou Wen never appeared on the list of attendees... Was he dead? Did he change his name? Or did he travel through time?"

In the entire lecture hall, everyone's expressions were no different from those of Azhi.

Too scary!

They only knew that Tang Zhengshu and the others were very serious, but they never thought that he would be so serious!

Azhi twisted his face and reluctantly said, "Yes...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for what?" Tang Zheng asked.

"I..." Azhi was not the kind of good boy who easily admitted his mistakes. He immediately blushed and said quickly, "Yes! I didn't see it carefully!"

"Hahahahaha... You don't admit that you have a weak experience in the world." Tang Zheng laughed and shook off the piece of paper in his hand.

"..." Azhi looked at him suspiciously.

"You won't believe this, right?" Tang Zheng said.

"What does it mean?" Azhi raised his head.

"I made it up!" Tang Zheng spread his hands and smiled.

"Damn!" Azhi was stunned and immediately wanted to pounce on him and scratch him to death.

Tang Zheng lifted him off the table, and knocked on the table with a brush: "Okay, I'll arrange the carriage first, we'll set off in the afternoon!"

Tang Zixie stood up: "Then... let me tell you about it first with the shopkeepers of East Street."

"No, just arrange the accommodation." Tang Zheng stretched out a finger and shook it, "Our practice location is not on East Street."

"Isn't it on East Street, is it..."

"Yes, let's go to West Street!" Tang Zheng nodded in agreement with their speculation.

"But if it's on West Street, everyone's safety issues..." Tang Zixie suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"I will take you out, of course I will be responsible!" Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes, "No one dares to cause trouble in our social practice location!"

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