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Chapter 659 Tiring Child

In a remote county town, the late county magistrate, although his back was stooped, was still hard at work directing the villagers to repair a road.

Under the guidance of His Majesty the Emperor's thought of "If you want to get rich, you must first build a road." This road under construction can be said to have brought together the people of the county with their dream of getting rich.

And this old county magistrate is the expectation of the people in the county, and only under his organization can everyone perform their duties and be busy.

It is precisely for this reason that even though the old county magistrate is seriously ill, he still has to drag his body and persist. He knows that this is not the time for him to fall.

And those demons and monsters in the void were jumping around him, waiting for the moment when he was weak and fell, so that they could take advantage of the void and gain strength in people's panic.

But at this moment, as the old county magistrate gritted his teeth and persisted, a glory bloomed in his heart unknowingly.

Wherever the glorious light shines, all monsters and monsters melt away quickly like white wax in a blazing fire.

It's just that the old magistrate Hao Guang didn't notice it at all. He just suddenly felt that his steps were much lighter and his weak body suddenly gained strength.



A teacher in a certain mountain village teaches reading and literacy to naughty children. He endures his loneliness and teaches as much as possible what he has learned in his life.

He is also fulfilling his ambition and is willing to use what he has learned to educate all sentient beings.

Therefore, in this situation, even if he met a very ignorant and stupid student, he would still patiently interpret for him the excerpts of ancient texts that he did not know where they came from.

Just when he was calm, he suddenly found that a three-foot bright light appeared in his chest. Even the darkness could not prevent him from seeing the book in front of him clearly, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly became clearer and more convenient.

"happy."

He sighed with emotion, then ignored a certain naughty kid next to him who looked like he had seen a ghost, and continued to explain the words to this silly kid as if nothing had happened.



Luodu, Prime Minister's Mansion.

The oil lamp beside Mr. Wen, Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who was busy late into the night, had long been extinguished, but he still kept flipping through the memorial files in front of him, and his movements became faster and faster without any pause.

He didn't feel the darkness around him at all. He even felt that the surroundings were getting brighter and brighter, like daylight.

"Bring the memorial from the Eastern Continent as well. I will review it together tonight."

Wen Xiang gave an order, which made the chief clerk outside feel dizzy... Wen Xiang's 'power of volume' has been upgraded!



At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan only felt that a strong malice coming from the will of the universe was shrouding his body.

He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. He had obviously disassembled the "Xiantian Yi Qigong" out of order and came to ask his teacher for advice.

But I didn’t expect that this gentleman would realize ‘Haoran’s righteousness’ just by looking at it!

This scene made Jiang Xiaofan's spirit, which had been so high because of the 'adventure', fall to the bottom. He felt as if he had given the adventure to his hands.

I felt extremely depressed for a while.

But fortunately, the 'general outline' of the "Xiantian Yi Qigong" has also been interpreted. There is no doubt that it is an immortal cultivation method!

This made Jiang Xiaofan feel a little better, but he wasn't too depressed.

When he returned home that night, it was completely dark. He returned home feeling a little EMO, and faced his parents who were waiting for him to come home as always. He only felt a little warmer in his heart.

He said: "Father, mother, I'm back."

Jiang Sibai nodded and said, "Recently, you have been working late at the teacher's place to make up lessons. You can bring a chicken over to give it to the teacher tomorrow. It's too much trouble for me."

He showed very normal human sophistication.

But this kind of behavior made Jiang Xiaofan, who was already troubled, feel even more uncomfortable.

Why would that guy eat his chicken even if he got the chance?

He immediately said unconvinced: "We paid tuition, isn't it right for him to teach me!"

Jiang Sibai immediately scolded you angrily: "We paid tuition just so that you can go to your teacher's class."

"But if you bother your husband after class every day, then you are taking up other people's time."

"Sir, you have to answer questions for you after class. Shouldn't we thank him?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofan was silent, Jiang Sibai said earnestly: "Putting aside all your thoughts, have you gotten the knowledge you want from your husband?"

Jiang Xiaofan nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, father, I have indeed gained something."

Jiang Sibai said: "That's it. Your husband has given you what you want, so we should thank him."

Jiang Xiaofan was in a daze, suddenly feeling that he was really insignificant and that he couldn't do anything.

He even felt that he was not as thorough as his parents, who were 'natives' in front of him, and he felt at a loss at that time.

So I went back to my room dejectedly and calmed down my mood.

His father Jiang Sibai's teachings at least restored his normalcy, and he could finally begin to study the translated "General Outline" seriously.

After a while, Jiang Xiaofan threw the "General Outline" on the ground with a broken expression, and then stepped on it and jumped on it. His mentality was completely broken.

The movement inside made Jiang Sibai and Yuan Ling look at each other.

Yuan Ling asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Xu Lin's translation?"

Jiang Sibai also replied doubtfully: [I have seen it and there is nothing wrong with it.]

Yuan Ling asked hesitantly: "Then why does he still look like he can't learn to give up on himself?"

The two souls hid their bodies and appeared next to their collapsed son, looking at the 'General Plan' that was smashed to the ground...

Yuan Ling: [Could it be that he doesn’t understand the meridians of the human body?]

Jiang Sibai: [Maybe he really doesn’t understand. I guess our son doesn’t even know where the Ren and Du Meridians are, let alone the direction of the Twelve Meridians. 】

This is the fact. It is precisely because Jiang Xiaofan looks very familiar when he looks at these things, but he doesn't know what they are, so he is so crazy.

Perhaps at this moment, he had never been so disappointed with his lack of understanding in his previous life.

Yuan Ling complained: [Then we still need to find ways to supplement his knowledge in these aspects? What should we do? Isn’t this a true spirit with its own memories of previous lives? What did he learn in previous lives!]

Jiang Sibai didn't say anything. He knew that he might have met a 'scumbag time traveler who has high ambitions but low abilities'.

At this time, another invisible figure appeared in the room, that of Bai Sitong.

Bai Sitong looked at her stupid grandson 'dancing wildly' in a state of collapse. She sighed and said, "You are really asking for trouble. Any real spirit would be better than this."

She paused for a moment, then laughed playfully and said, "But how can I put it, after seeing many talented people, such a 'idiot cultivator' seems quite interesting."

For her, she only has one beloved son, and Jiang Xiaofan also belongs to Aiwujiwu.

She then gave another suggestion: "Didn't you give this child's uncle the identity of a wild Taoist priest?"

"Let his uncle handle this matter."

Jiang Sibai and Yuan Ling both sighed tiredly.

Originally they wanted to have fun, but now they feel that fun has found them.


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