The cold son of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

Confucianism?Maybe I will be a member of the Mohist school in the future. I still don’t like Confucianism very much. Confucianism likes to divide people into three, six, and nine grades.

"What are you thinking, little friend Zixuan?" Seeing that I hadn't settled down for a long time, Xunzi hurriedly asked me. "My head hurts a little, I want to go back first." As I spoke, I touched my forehead, really sweating. "In that case, little friend Zixuan, you should go back first." Xunzi put down the chess piece in his hand and smiled. "Thank you, Master." I bowed and walked out of the bamboo garden.

Strolling around in Xiaoshengxian Village, I found for the first time that Confucian people really enjoy it, and they are too rich.Standing by the sea, I looked into the distance, wondering where the mirage is now?And Gao Yue didn't know what happened.

Why do you think there are so many things?Moreover, there will be burning of books and burying Confucianism in the future, and these major historical events will happen.And the mysterious character Zhao Gao will also appear, maybe there will be Six Swordsmen, the enemy will become stronger and stronger, but I will become weaker and weaker, how can this be?Now it seems that if I want to become stronger, I must first learn the Gu technique.

I have read all the Gushu books left by my godfather before, but they are all introductory books. If you want to delve deeper, you must learn more.I looked at the Sutra Pavilion over there. This Confucian Sutra Pavilion is a good place to browse all the books from all over the world.

"Third Master." He found Zhang Liang, who was reading a book, still looking so bohemian. "It's Zixuan? What's the matter?" Zhang Liang looked at me, wondering why I went to him.

Standing in Zhang Liang's room, I glanced at him, "I want to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." I was a little embarrassed, and I spoke with difficulty. It can be said that in my whole life, I have been asking for help only from Confucian people. What a mess.

"The Sutra Pavilion?" Zhang Liang put down the book, a little surprised at my thoughts at the moment, "Why do you want to go there?" He stood up. "I want to learn Gu art." I'm too lazy to lie, it's better to tell the truth.

"Gu art is harmful, you can't learn it." Zhang Liang sat down again, but refused me. "I'm not using it to harm people." Why is this person like this?So much nonsense?

"No harm, no way." He shook his head, still smiling softly. "Zhang Liang!" I was really speechless, what should I say to this person before he agrees? "Remember, call me Sanshigong." He didn't get angry, but emphasized my address for him.

"Are you that old?" I didn't care about any Confucian disciples, so I sat across from him and looked at him coldly. I have only seen people who say they are young, but I have never seen people call themselves so old. people.

"This is the seniority of Confucianism." He kindly explained to me. "Never mind him. In a word, I'm going to the Sutra Pavilion!" It's really annoying, why do people like nonsense so much?

"Zixuan, you can't talk like that to Master San." Zhang Liang shook his head and rubbed my head. The person in front of him is definitely a child.

"Are you very old?" I still said the same thing, I don't look old, why do I like to be called Shigong so much? "I'm not old, I'm 18." Zhang Liang was a little strange, why did Ziming ask himself that, and Zixuan also asked himself that?

18?Not old!He is four years older than me, but why is he a master?Why is it so unfair? "Tianming was hit by the Yin-Yang curse seal, and I have to learn the Gu technique to undo it for him." Anyway, head-to-head is not enough, so let's be soft.

"But Gu art is very difficult to learn." Zhang Liang put down the book and looked at me.

"I know, but..." I had to learn.I didn't say the remaining half of the sentence, but stayed. "Okay! Let's go." Zhang Liang closed the book and walked out the door.

where to goI looked at him, a little strange, what does this person mean?

"Didn't you say you're going to the Sutra Pavilion? What's the matter? Don't go?" He tilted his head slightly, and his tone was very light, but definitely a little teasing. "Thank you, master!" I hurriedly followed.

"Finally he is willing to call me Shigong." He smiled lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.