Fast Time Travel: The Villain's Self-Saving Strategy

"Students, today we are studying the history of the Xia Dynasty. Please turn to the fifth page of No. 30 in the textbook. Did you preview yesterday?"

This is in the class of an ordinary middle school, the history teacher asked the students below with a smile.

"Preview!" The chattering students below heard the teacher's question and answered neatly.

"Well, the teacher will test everyone."

Hearing the teacher's words, everyone quietly pricked up their ears, especially those in the back rows, for fear that they would be drawn.

"First question, when was the Great Xia Dynasty established? Who established it?"

"Squad leader, Charlotte."

"Teacher, the Great Xia Dynasty was established by the first emperor, Xia Qi, in the 101st year of the Xia calendar, 1000 years ago."

"Very good." The history teacher smiled and nodded to the excellent monitor.

"Let's continue." The history teacher scanned the students in the middle rows and continued to ask.

After several rounds, everyone answered well, and the history teacher nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems that everyone's preview is not bad, so the teacher will not continue to conduct random checks."

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The history teacher saw that everyone breathed a sigh of relief quietly, a little funny, and changed the subject, "But, the next question, the teacher will not ask the students to get up to answer, just want to see if any students know?"

What the history teacher said actually aroused everyone's curiosity, and each of them opened the history books and became eager to try.

"What was the first institution to deal with ghosts in the Great Xia Dynasty? Who established it?"

"Ah?" When the history teacher spoke, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is there such a wonderful organization?"

"Are there really ghosts in the world?"

"How is it possible! It must be a random institution set up by those corrupt officials wanting the people's money?"

The classroom suddenly became chaotic, chattering and talking.

The squad leader Charlotte frowned slightly when she heard these people's words, and when she was thinking of what to say, a voice from the back row suddenly sounded, "Teacher, I know!"

The history teacher looked in surprise at the braided boy in the last row who often slack off in class, and after thinking for a while, he called out his name, "Xu Lu, get up and talk about it."

"What everyone said is wrong!" Xu Lu immediately offended most of the people when he came up, but he still said in a firm tone, "There is such an organization in the Great Xia Dynasty that specializes in dealing with ghosts and gods, called Shenyi The founder is the first and last national teacher of the Great Xia Dynasty—Wang Chongjing."

"During the Great Xia Dynasty and the previous dynasties, there were actually ghosts and gods at that time, not only ghosts and gods, but also ghosts, Taoist priests, etc. Some of them were hidden in the crowd, and it was difficult for people to detect them. There is nothing we can do about it. But after Wang Chongjing, the first national teacher of the Great Xia Dynasty, appeared." Xu Lu seemed to have forgotten that he was still in the classroom, talking like a fighter defending his idol, "Wang Chongjing , whose name is Ziqi, is the son of the governor of Hexi County. He is talented, capable of writing and martial arts, and is unparalleled in beauty. Before the age of 15, he hated studying. After 15 years old, he suddenly became enlightened. At the age of 16, he passed the county examination in February and passed the entrance examination in April. In the government examination, he passed the hospital examination in August and was admitted as a scholar, and won the first place in the case. The next year, he passed the provincial examination and was admitted to Juren. "

Xu Lu kept talking a lot, his mouth was a little dry, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw the students around him staring at him. He just heard them say bad things about his idol, so he couldn't hold back for a moment...

"Good! I really surprised the teacher. I didn't expect that there are students in our class who know so much!" The history teacher praised with a smile.

"Wow!"

"So awesome!"

Don't get me wrong, they are not saying that Xu Lu is great, but that the national teacher Xu Lu is talking about is simply a tester!This exam sounds like passing a game!Maybe I can worship this test god before the exam in the future?A few boys had trickling eyes, thinking of ghosts.

"Xu Lu, you did a good job this time." The history teacher looked at the little braided boy who often sat in the last row approvingly, "Can you tell everyone how you know?"

"Ah? Ah! Okay!" Xu Lu was a little embarrassed to be praised once in a while, "Actually, I have been interested in these since I was a child, and I found out when I went to check the information."

The teacher nodded with a smile, motioned Xu Lu to sit down, then looked at the whole class and said, "Students, everything Xu Lu said just now is correct."

"Teacher, were there really ghosts at that time?" A fat boy sitting in the first row asked fearfully.

"It's true." The history teacher nodded.

"Wow—"

Everyone was boiling, and it turned out to be true.

"Then why is it gone now?"

"That's right, I still want to see what a ghost looks like?"

"That's right, teacher, did the national teacher really wipe out all those ghosts?"

Hearing the students' naive and ignorant words, the history teacher sighed, "Students, you may find it amusing, but you must know that in those days, people were helpless in front of ghosts."

"They have extraordinary abilities that are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people have no resistance at all in front of them. The son was killed by them, and the father could not take revenge because he had no ability; spirits came up to seek revenge, and mortals could only wait for death, like a Mice generally get teased."

"But, teacher, don't there still be Taoists? They are human beings, so they always help others, right?" a girl asked.

"Taoist priests also score people. Can you guarantee that every Taoist priest is a good person who cares about the world?" The history teacher shook his head. I’m afraid I don’t want to see these things at all.”

After listening to the teacher's words, many students nodded.

"Teacher, what happened next? Why did the Division of Miracles disappear?" a girl with a beautiful face, the class monitor Charlotte asked.

"This is a very tragic story..." The history teacher pondered for a moment, "Let's start our class today with this story."

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"That's it, the national teacher led his subordinates to attack, completely fulfilled their promise to wipe out all the ghosts in the world, and returned the entire Great Xia to a stable and smooth world..."

The teacher finished speaking in a low voice, and there was no sound in the classroom.

"Woooo..." Many girls' eyes were red, and they even let out small sobs.

"They are so stupid..." A boy sighed, and just after he finished speaking, he found himself being watched by countless girls murderously, and immediately shut up.

"Yes, this kind of fearless spirit of sacrifice, the courage to smash one's own body to fulfill one's promise, is rarely seen in modern people." The history teacher sighed.

"Well, in that chaotic era, there were such fearless predecessors who used their lives and blood to create a peaceful and prosperous world; but today, we live in a peaceful and stable world, but some people deliberately pretend to be gods and ghosts to fool the public. It's really..."

"Okay, students, now we are officially starting to study the history of the Xia Dynasty..." The enthusiasm and interest of the students were almost mobilized before the class, and the history teacher changed the topic in a timely manner and started the formal lecture.

Everyone listened attentively to what the teacher said, but the class monitor, Charlotte, was already distracted...

Charlotte used to have a strange dream almost every night. In the dream, she was a noble princess. She always vaguely saw a young man with a tall figure and a strange temperament smiling at her. I wanted to get a closer look at him, but no matter how I looked at it, it was blurry...

Such a strange dream lasted for a whole year, and a year later, she never had this dream again.But it has left a deep impression on Charlotte's mind, and she doesn't tell anyone, it's her secret.Since then, she has been paying attention to such strange things, but where are there any real ghosts in the real world?

Her desire to use this to find the person in her dream has come to nothing, until today...

Charlotte looked at the portrait of the handsome young man in official robes in the textbook with a dazed expression. No, the nose should be higher... how could his lips be so thick, he is obviously a ruthless person with thin lips... Eyes Not like that, although that person's eyes are often smiling, but deep in the eyes there is always a bit of indifference and alienation...

Charlotte couldn't help but be obsessed with it. Rather than looking at the textbook, it's better to think about the person in her mind. The face that she has been trying to see clearly but can't see clearly is gradually becoming clear at this moment, as if she has pulled a piece of paper away. layers of tulle...

"Charlotte? Charlotte!"

"Huh?" Charlotte woke up suddenly when she was shouted.

"School is over! Are you going?" the girl with ponytail asked puffed up. She is Charlotte's good friend, Huang Ying.

"Yingying, you go first, I'll leave later." Charlotte smiled apologetically.

"Okay, then I'll go first? You should go back early too!" Huang Ying agreed and left without thinking too much.

"Alas..." Only now did Charlotte realize that the teachers and classmates had already left.It seems that she has to make up for the content of this class, Charlotte smiled wryly, never thought that she, who has always been a top student, would have such a day.

"It's all your fault..." Charlotte stared at the portrait in the textbook, and suddenly laughed again. What do I care about with an ancient man from 1000 years ago?Or just a picture?Can't she take him out and beat him up?After thinking it over clearly, I felt a little empty, and I didn't know what was going on, and my heart was sour...

Especially when she saw Wang Chongjing's name and his portrait, when she thought of this person, she inexplicably merged with the figure of the young man in her dream...

"Wang Chongjing, Wang Ziqi, you bastard..." Charlotte murmured to herself, and she suddenly remembered that after dreaming of a young man's smile countless times, the "self" in the dream said to him: "If there is another life, then Don't meet you either."

The other party seemed to be very helpless, but still cooperated with that "her" gently: "Well, don't worry, princess, if there is a next life, you will never meet me again." After finishing speaking, the figure of the young man gradually faded away and disappeared slowly. ...

Charlotte wanted to cry out in her dream countless times, but she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to tell the other party, it's not like this!What she wants to say is clearly not these!She wants to tell him, don't call me princess anymore, that's too unfamiliar, she doesn't like it; she really wants him to call herself husband to her, and don't be so polite every time as "my servant"; she really wants him to spend more time with her Accompany her, even if he uses her identity to do something, it doesn't matter; she still wants... She also wants to tell him that she has liked him for a long time, and is he the same?

But Charlotte couldn't say anything about it, she could only watch the "self" in the dream stubbornly not saying a word, and could only watch that tall and slender figure gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared completely...

When Charlotte woke up, her cheeks were completely wet with tears. This time her dream was clearer than any previous one.Charlotte wiped away the tears on her face, took a last look at the portrait in the textbook, and muttered, "It doesn't look like that at all." Then she packed up her things and left.

Walking out of the classroom and walking in the fresh and clean aisles of the campus, Charlotte's mood became much brighter.It was inconceivable that tears would flow down my face when I thought that I was worried about gains and losses because of a dream.But she knows that this is a secret that no one can tell.When Charlotte was about to walk out of the campus, she couldn't help laughing when she saw two children playing the game of "pretending to be ghosts" on the playground.

"As you have always hoped, there are no ghosts in this world, as you wish, congratulations, Master Guoshi."