Zuo Zhou's heart was very complicated for a moment. The three lives of the exiles were originally a benefit given by the system to allow them to better integrate into the world. However, being reborn three times is obviously nothing in the eyes of some exiles, so they obviously found it.
A way to be more satisfied with yourself.
This is just like computer technology. Some people use it to transform society and make life easier. Others use it to disrupt the economic order and seek benefits for themselves. The former is a good thing, while the latter is undoubtedly against the law.
Just like the information Zuo Zhou now knows, he can also be sure that this kind of thing is not allowed by heaven. Therefore, Zuo Zhou's first thought is to sue the teacher... Well, it should be the police, but that's not right, he should inform heaven.
But then he thought that he didn't seem to have any channels to communicate with Heaven. Could he use fortune tellers? That was not a good idea. Fortune tellers have different abilities to communicate with Heaven because of their different strengths. It was impossible to say, before he could reach the goal.
For the purpose, the fortune teller himself died suddenly. And those really powerful fortune tellers seemed to have been tricked to death by him...
Then he thought about his unborn child. Well, Zhao Min is still in good shape. Ahem, it will take at least some time for the child to be born. He was skeptical about prenatal education and was not sure whether it would be possible through prenatal education.
Contact your children? And whether you can communicate with the way of heaven.
"Well, what are you thinking about?"
Zhan Qi's lazy voice interrupted Zuo Zhou's thoughts, and he lowered his head to face those big watery eyes. "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about the child."
There were two blushes on Zhan Shiqi's cheeks, and he put his arms on his chest. He turned over and sat on him. Zuo Zhou was stunned for a moment and asked in a funny way: "Aren't you tired?"
Zhan Shiqi shook his head and replied firmly, "For the sake of the children."
"..."
In the early morning, Zuo Zhou stretched himself and walked outside refreshed. Everyone saw his high-spirited energy, which seemed to dilute yesterday's wordless silence. Zuo Zhou casually waved to everyone and started
While shopping, I first visited a circle of breakfast stalls and picked up takeaways for everyone, and then entered a cloth shop.
This cloth shop is not a property full of flowers, but an intelligence base of the Qinglong Society in the Ming Dynasty. Regarding the matter of the Chaos Realm, he did not use the power of the magic sect or the people of the Tang Dynasty’s Shinto because he knew that whether it was Da Qin
Still the Tang State, they will definitely pay attention to the situation in the Chaos Realm at this time. Zuo Zhou actually trusts the Qinglong Society more than they do.
The order it passed was very simple and not dangerous. It was to count the data of the people who died due to Fang La's push in the Realm of Chaos to see how many of them were exiles. And it was important to note that the scouts responsible for detecting the data must be indigenous.
That would work. Otherwise, he was really afraid that the enemy would kill all the exiles they could find in order to increase the number of powerful people on the Earth Ranking.
After doing this, he returned home with breakfast. He didn't spend too much mental energy on this matter throughout the whole day. After all, the information they knew now was still too little, and all they could do was wait. Wait for it.
For the exact information, let’s wait and see what actions Fang La and those people will take in the future?
Time passed like this day by day, and every day was like torture for Zhu Wuwu. And under such a situation, the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue was about to come.
…
"How is your swordsmanship going?" Sikong Zhaixing greeted Ye Gucheng in a familiar manner. His probing face made people want to step on him.
Ye Gucheng turned his head and ignored it. Shangguan Haitang next to him replied: "Since the day before yesterday, he has not come to me to sharpen his sword."
This time Sikong Zhaixing understood what she meant, and it was obvious that Ye Gucheng's sword intent was already sharpened. If he wanted to break through again, he might have to fight Ximen Chuixue.
This is not good news for Ximen Chuixue's friends, but you can't just leave after asking such a realistic question when you come here. After thinking about it, he looked at Shangguan Haitang again, "What's going on with Guihai's sword?"
Shangguan Haitang looked a little depressed, "Still in a coma. There is no sign of waking up."
Sikong Zhaixing asked curiously, "Didn't Cheng Shifei send a lot of precious medicinal materials? Many imperial doctors have also seen it, but it has no effect at all."
Shangguan Haitang shook his head. The answer was obvious. After Cheng Shifei returned to the capital, he immediately went to see Queen Su Xin. The recognition of mother and son was naturally a touching drama. Zhu Wuwu also played a role in this.
A tolerant and kind stepfather, Shangguan Haitang originally thought that Zhu Wuli would take this opportunity to force her to marry Cheng Shifei. As a result, Zhu Wuli might be busy with things in the Chaos Realm now. It seemed that he had suddenly forgotten them and just let them go.
Cheng Shifei took out the precious medicinal materials from the royal treasury and gave Guihai a knife to treat his illness.
Sikong Zhaixing scratched the back of his head. To be honest, this kind of cunning tricks were really not his area of expertise. However, he still gave some suggestions, "The problem of Guihai Yida must be related to that knife. How about you go?"
Want to see Li Yuanfang?"
Shangguan Haitang paused and felt a little embarrassed. She actually had no friendship with Li Yuanfang. Especially Li Yuanfang and Zhu Wuli seemed to be in a cooperative relationship. This was something she couldn't control! She even thought that if Zhu Wuli didn't like Guihai Yidao, he would
I won't take advantage of the opportunity to let Guihai Yida sleep forever.
It's not that Shangguan Haitang always considers others based on his personal prejudices. It's actually that he understands Zhu Wuli too well.
Sikong Zhaixing saw Shangguan Haitang's hesitation and said nothing more. After traveling in the world for so many years, he has seen too many things. Even the good people in everyone's eyes often do good deeds because of the complicated relationship between the world and the lake.
Sometimes there are choices.
At nightfall, Zuo Zhou had just finished dinner with his family. Before he even had time to pat his belly, a knock on the door came to the hall.
The person who opened the door was Zhang Liang. As a student who had followed Old Man Zuo all the way. He was obsessed with learning every day, and he seemed to be different from the Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty in Zuo Zhou's memory.
"Miss Shangguan, please come in." Zhang Liang was still very polite.
Shangguan Haitang had a complicated look on his face and slowly walked into the hall. Axiang squinted his eyes and looked up and down. He asked, "Is it a business matter or a private matter?"
Qingping and Zhan Shiqi next to them almost laughed out loud. When it came to jealousy, no one in the entire Li family could compare to her.
Shangguan Haitang was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he replied calmly: "Business."
"Oh." She seemed to lose interest in an instant. But this was obviously for Zuo Zhou, because she just turned her head away and started to look at Qingping and Zhan Qiqi with lively eyebrows. No one could tell that she was implying
What.
Zuo Zhou stood up and pointed casually, "Let's go and chat in the living room."
Shangguan Haitang was inexplicably embarrassed when she entered the living room. After all, she and Zuo Zhou really had nothing to talk about. She could only go straight to the point, "Gui Hai stabbed me, and I never woke up. I wonder if it has something to do with the ghost-headed sword?"
"
Zuo Zhou was stunned for a moment, "Ghost-headed Sword, oh, yes. I also collected a Ghost-headed Sword."
Shangguan Haitang's forehead is covered with black lines. Is this something that can be forgotten? I heard Zuo Zhou continue: "Oh, something made of this kind of material like the ghost head knife is really not a high-quality product here. I just put it away casually.
Throw it into the Qiankun Bowl and forget about it. Then you can do it again tomorrow. I will take care of it tonight."
Shangguan Haitang couldn't laugh or cry. Although he was anxious, he couldn't force him to study it now. He could only bow slightly and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Li. I won't say thank you for your kindness. Whenever I have any assignments in the future, Haitang will never say a word."
Hey, they didn’t commit themselves to each other, there was no sincerity!
Zuo Zhou nodded and waved his hand casually, "Okay, remember to bring breakfast when you come tomorrow morning."
Shangguan Haitang left. Zuo Zhou glanced at the window of the living room. "I should send you to the palace to learn the rules. I heard that the rules in the corner are not so blatant. The shadows are almost printed on the window paper."
Outside, the three girls Qingping didn't look embarrassed at all. They entered the living room calmly, and Axiang asked with a curious look on her face, "What's the ghost head knife?"
Zuo Zhou had no choice but to take out the ghost-headed knife from the Qiankun Bowl. It was pitch black and looked like it had been buried in the ground for hundreds of years without any edge at all.
The three women picked up the handle of the knife and looked around, but couldn't find anything unusual at all. Zuo Zhou said in a familiar manner, "A knife like this is very timid. It is estimated that there is a very timid sword soul inside.
.If you don’t use mental energy to step in, you won’t be able to find any problems.”
This time, even Qingping was interested. They knew the Hui Meng Heart Sutra, but there was no stage for them to show it before. Seeing the three girls eager to try, Zuo Zhou had no choice but to carry the Ghost Head Sword back to the bedroom.
The three girls got the tacit approval and followed happily. But as soon as they entered the door, they saw Zuo Zhou taking off his coat and lying down on the bed holding the ghost head knife. His expression was swish. "Come on, let's practice together!"
The three girls paused. Oh no, this practice is just a practice. The problem is that after practicing, I might not be able to escape from the room.
There was some struggle on Zhan Shiqi's face. He suddenly recalled that Zuo Zhou would sigh at night because of his children, so he gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of the children."
Some things are like this. If everyone can't save face, then the matter will not progress. If one person takes the lead, the others will be a little scrambling. Axiang also took off her outer skirt and said, "I'm afraid you won't make it." Qingping was among the three girls.
Among them, the education received is the most conservative. Have you ever seen such a scene? Speaking of... is it exciting? I am sure the process will be exciting, but I am a little timid.
But this time it was Zuo Zhou who took the initiative. With one move of Demon Sealing Wave, Qingping was sucked into his arms.
Ah, there was an exclamation, and then followed by a series of laughter and noise, the lights were turned off in the bedroom. The wind was very strong tonight, and the dark clouds were heavy. It started to rain lightly in the middle of the night, and in the early morning it seemed that every clump of green grass was covered with
Dewdrops.
When the light of sunrise shone into the yard, Shangguan Haitang had already packed a lot of breakfast and stood at the door. Knock, knock, knock. Suddenly, a faint shout was heard in the yard, "It's broken, I forgot about business."