"This idiot, I guess he lost to Yamada in the last camping training and held us back. He feels shameless to see others, and now he has to cover his face every time he sleeps."

Another voice sounded in his ears, but Zhu Houzhao woke up this time.

Zhu Houzhao frowned and looked at Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng standing beside his bed with some confusion.

He only felt a chill running through his body. He knew Taishang Laojun's energy. Back then, Monkey King was afraid of him. Although his martial arts was excellent, in the eyes of gods, his martial arts was nothing.

, in the final analysis, he is a mortal after all. This time he played a trick on others. If he is caught, what good fruit can he eat? The consequences are simply unimaginable.

"Old Zhang, Yuchun, am I still in the Heavenly Court? How did I appear here? You two rescued me from the Supreme Lord, right?" Zhu Houzhao felt that his mind was in a mess.

Xing Mu, who could no longer hold back the panic in his heart, subconsciously asked in surprise.

"What? It's heaven and it's Taishang Laojun again? What does this mean? Hahaha..." Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng suddenly burst into laughter. The boss was afraid that he would be confused even if he slept.

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"Lao Zhang, Yuchun, don't believe it, I really dreamed about going to the sky last night." Zhu Houzhao swore, holding his neck.

Then he told everything about going to the heaven last night to find the Supreme Laojun to ask for the Qiankun Sutra.

Unexpectedly, the two of them laughed so much that they couldn't stand up straight, "Boss, we think you were confused in your sleep. How can there be such a good thing in the world? It's hard to find good things in heaven!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't believe it, Zhu Houzhao also became a little anxious. He thought that since he had evidence on hand, you couldn't help but believe it.

He said, "I have here two flat peaches from the Queen Mother's flat peach festival brought back from heaven, as well as a note written by Taishang Laojun himself about the whereabouts of the Qiankun Sutra. I can't help but you don't believe it!"

Zhu Houzhao stretched out his right hand from the quilt and showed it in front of the two people.

Chang Yuchun, Zhang Juzheng laughed so much that he almost squatted down, "Boss, aren't those just two stones? Give back the flat peaches from the Queen Mother's flat peach event!"

How could this flat peach turn into stone? Zhu Houzhao was also quite surprised and puzzled.

But that doesn't matter, Zhu Houzhao still has backup plans.

He stretched out his left hand from the quilt again and showed it in front of the two of them: "Did you see it? This is the note written by Taishang Laojun, the great steward of the Heavenly Realm and the famous man in front of the Jade Emperor."

This time it was Chang Yuchun's turn, Zhang Juzheng was speechless, and their eyes were as wide as duck eggs.

Really, Zhu Houzhao did have a note in his hand.

Chang Yuchun snatched the note and took a look at it twice. Because this man was a young man with a good reputation and was not very literate. In addition, the note written by Taishang Laojun was like a ghost drawing. Naturally, he couldn't understand it and changed hands.

He handed it to Zhang Juzheng who was standing aside.

After all, Zhang Juzheng was a good literate person, so he saw that the note was written in a poem.

The ice peaks of the Four Seasons stretch to the sky, like a pillar holding up the sky. Thinking about the two halves of the sky and the earth, I am used to seeing the bad things in the world, and I start to embrace Weiwei from the haoqi. The desert wind is astringent, the rugged birds are destroying, and the snow is like clouds in the sky.

Hidden, the peak is like a cone standing in the sky and the cup is tilted. The smoke goes straight up to three thousand feet, lighter than the spiritual tree and never returns.

But before I could figure out what it meant, a classmate who passed by the door shouted with a rooster's voice: "It's class, it's class! Yu Chun, Ju Zheng, Zhu Yu, why don't you go to the martial arts theory class?"

"Come on, let's go to class first and then study it carefully when we come back."

Zhu Houzhao got out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, washed himself, and then rushed to the classroom with Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng, without even having time to eat breakfast.

After taking the martial arts theory class and lunch, the three of them didn't bother to rest, so they worked overtime in the dormitory to study the poem.

"The four-season peaks of ice reach the sky," Zhang Juzheng said in a catchy way, "I think this probably refers to a snow-capped mountain, right?"

"Yes!" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up and he patted his thigh, which shocked Zhang Juzheng, "I thought so too. It's true that heroes think alike!"

"Yes, yes!" Chang Yuchun snapped his fingers and came forward, "Old Zhang, you said everything I wanted to say."

Zhang Juzheng looked thoughtfully at this pair of darlings who had no culture but wanted to pretend to be cultured, and then thought of the next sentence.

"It's like a pillar supporting the sky, splitting the sky and the earth in half." I think this probably refers to the fact that this snow-capped mountain has a very steep and towering peak, which is like splitting the sky and the earth in half, right?"

"Yes, yes, we both thought so too, but you said it first!" Zhu Houzhao and Chang Yuchun said in unison.

Encountering two roommates who love to steal the limelight, Zhang Juzheng felt a lot of pressure for a while...

"Having seen the bad things in the world, I started to embrace Weiwei from Haoqi." After reading this sentence, Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but frown. This sentence was too difficult to decipher.

He looked at Zhu Houzhao, who shook his head, and then looked at Chang Yuchun, who looked elsewhere.

Zhang Juzheng couldn't hold his anger anymore, "I've already said three sentences. Aren't you two quite capable? Let's talk about it, too?"

Zhu Houzhao and Chang Yuchun looked at each other in confusion.

Unexpectedly, he died before leaving the army. For a while, the atmosphere became very dull.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Juzheng said honestly: "I don't understand this sentence either. Why don't we go to the library to look up the information."

"The shabby library of our school? Can you find a ghost? You are really like this, Lao Zhang." Chang Yuchun jumped up, and his tone seemed a little excited.

"Yuchun, don't get excited, don't get excited, isn't there anything Lao Zhang can do about it?" Zhu Houzhao jumped out quickly to calm Chang Yuchun's mood.

"Lao Zhang, you are talking about the library in the town that was built with a huge donation from a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman from the United States. I heard that there are many books in it, and it contains more books than the Presidential Library of the United States."

Zhu Houzhao winked at Zhang Juzheng as he spoke.

Zhang Juzheng had not thought of going to the library in the town at first, but after Zhu Houzhao reminded him, he immediately understood and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes."

?There happened to be no classes in the afternoon, so a few people hit it off and rushed all the way to the library.

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?Some people say that establishing oneself is based on learning first, and learning is based on reading. Books are the lanterns that light up the palace of knowledge, the precious treasures of people, the mentors and helpful friends on the road of growth, and the beautiful "spiritual food" of mankind.

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? People appreciate the gorgeous literary talent from the books and get the key to the palace of knowledge. Naturally, the scenery of the library that exudes the spiritual "food" that exudes the fragrance of ink will naturally be good, such as that, that, that, etc. Woodcutter won’t go into details here, lest others say I’m cramming in the word count.
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