They are all made of bright iron. They are real knives and guns.

Gu Zheng took a deep breath and didn't dare to take it out. He only dared to stack these things together and store them in his backpack for the time being.

This is a sign of trouble coming. I really can't stop it.

Gu Zheng, who was worried about the country and the people, didn't sleep well this night. It seemed that countless scenes of fighting in the battlefield began to emerge in his mind, some of which were familiar to him and some that he had never met before.

When he said, "this is nature, benefactor, please follow me."

When Zhu Yuanzhang said these words, he felt some flesh pain. Subconsciously, he felt that what Gu Zheng taught was very rare. He didn't want to be heard by outsiders who didn't belong to the temple monk system at all.

The eldest martial brother also said that he could not offend the outsiders, which really made him very depressed along the way.

After arriving at the main hall, other senior brothers had already listened to the course, which made Zhu Yuanzhang feel a little less good. Some stuffy, he secretly gave Li Shanchang a few white eyes and hurriedly sat in his own position to absorb the new knowledge to learn today.

If we say that Li Shanchang is also a scholar, he is still quite talented.

However, his talent is not the kind of arrogance advocated by the current Confucianism, but has made great achievements in the field of secular arithmetic.

So I know that few people in the hall would like him to come and rub the course, but he can have the cheek to find a place for himself to sit down and listen to Gu Zheng, who didn't sleep well.

This action was amazing. In order to hear clearly, he moved to Gu Zheng's side. After seeing a brand-new Futon cushion next to him, he stuffed it under his ass without thinking.

Gu Zheng looked at the reward he had just drawn last night. It was so stuffed under the buttocks of the most smooth scholar with a kind face. His eyebrows shook.

Is this the keen touch of a person who is good at drilling camp?

Did you collect the best things in this hall under your own body?

Li Shanchang, who had just sat down on the futon, was cluttering as soon as his ass was next to the cushion.

Come, that's the feeling. Oh, ah, it's comfortable all over. It's like a clear feeling. It seems that it rushes straight into the back of the brain from the caudal vertebra. It breaks through the chaos of getting up early in an instant, and makes him wake up a lot.

This, this, this!

This temple is weird!

The idea in his mind turned a few times, which made Li Shanchang even more reluctant to leave. Instead, he pretended to be nothing and prepared to suspend classes like other monks.

Um! The monk next to him prepared the most complete. Take him for example. It should be all right.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the paper and pen in front of him and was taken away by the brazen pilgrim. When the other Party planned to take away the basic books given to him by his eldest martial brother a few days ago, he finally stopped pretending to be a kind monk, but stared away the hand that Li Shanchang was about to fall with his eyes like a wolf cub.

Li Shanchang on one side was a little chatty. He touched his nose and wondered if he was bullied. When it was a little too late, suddenly the whole person's mind was attracted by Gu Zheng in front of him.

Because Gu Zheng, who is at the head of the main hall, began to talk.

"Today, I want to teach you the edible animals and plants that can survive in different geomorphic environments, as well as their habits and treatment methods."

what the hell!

Isn't this a temple?

Why are you talking about this?

Isn't this the knowledge that should be imparted to the farmers and people around?

What's more, the monks around him are still taking notes like enemies. What's the matter?

Li Shan has been ignorant for a long time, and his classmates who are now attending the class together have played a 120000 spirit.

Here comes the point. Elder martial brother said that if the food in the temple is really not enough and the harvest in the backyard is not enough to maintain, he will disperse all the people in the temple and go their own way, hoping to earn a glimmer of vitality.

How to strive for this line of vitality depends on the training and learning these days.

After listening to elder martial brother's lessons, I'm not afraid to starve to death in the uninhabited land of wild mountains.

After learning the skills of senior brother, you can also escape when you meet three or five villains.

Such practical knowledge, who does not learn who fool.

As a result, Li Shanchang's eyes stared like ox's eyes. He saw an eminent monk who was teaching his younger martial brothers in temples how to deal with and kill wild creatures.

What about good compassion?

Why is it that what parts can't be eaten and what parts are used for?

But after he was shocked for a while, he really listened to all these things.

Gu Zheng, who is that?

That is a person who has been influenced by modern education after eight years of compulsory education and the Internet bombing.

Although the knowledge he said can not be regarded as a combination of teaching and entertainment, it is much more interesting than today's shaking head, three cardinal principles and five constant teaching methods.

Plus the blessing ability of this Futon.

When Gu Zheng said that the course was over, Li Shanchang sat in his position and was crazy.

When Zhu Yuanzhang turned his eyes again and was about to pack up for lunch, his arm was suddenly caught by the man next to him who had just been freed from the scope of psychosis.

The thin and long faced man opposite was a little excited. He was a little careful when asking: "little master, don't you know that Master Wu Yu teaches like this on weekdays?"

"Yes?"

"But the content is different?"

"Well, teach students according to their aptitude. The afternoon is a time for personal study. In the words of senior brother, everyone has what he is good at, and everyone takes a different road."

"If you can give full play to what you are good at, you can be famous for thousands of years."

"So!" hearing this, Li Shanchang seemed to have figured it out: "so I only like the trail, can I also achieve the realm mentioned by the master?"

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang would support his eldest martial brother no matter what he said: "yes, benefactor, if you can quickly understand the essence, you must be a transparent person."

After Zhu Yuanzhang sprinkled a bowl of soul chicken soup with dog blood, he rushed to the canteen with the package, leaving only Li Shanchang who was thrown in the aftertaste.

The man, who had begun to grow beard on his chin, happily clapped a note in the empty hall: "don't go! It suits me very much here. I want to see what skills the monks here have."

Li Shanchang, who made up his mind, could not be resisted by ordinary people. First, he ran to his Zhai room and stun his parents.

First, the small temple here is so beautiful and full of aura.

Then let's talk about the mysterious elder martial brother here. He is an eminent monk with boundless merit and virtue.

Finally, I emphasized that I listened to their morning class in the main hall today. Hey, it's out of sight, out of breath and comfortable all over.

In order not to get sick in the future, he plans to practice here for a while and won't go.

As for parents, if they have something to do at home, don't worry about him. Go back and be busy first. Oh, I'll leave one to wash his clothes and clean up the house, and leave the rest alone.

After learning that his son was really cured, the couple just nodded, and Li Shanchang ran away to the canteen.

Although there had been vegetarian dishes brought up by the guest monk in their room for a long time, he wanted to see what the monks were eating in this strange little temple for no reason.

Because there is a subconscious voice in his heart constantly reminding him that there must be delicious food he doesn't know.

When Li Shanchang rushed to the dining hall in the backyard, he knew that his original guess was good before he entered the dining hall.

Now, at the door of the canteen, there was a good smell of noodles, which filled the whole courtyard and made people salivate.

When he pushed the door and entered, he saw a pile of round cakes half a meter high on the table of the monks in Huangjue temple. Li Shanchang knew that the delicious smell of wheat must be emitted by the food on the table.

"Hahaha, the masters are eating. I'm not here at the right time."

The person who said he had come at a bad time sat next to the kind-hearted host who looked the least aggressive in the whole temple. The other party was kind enough to give him a place on the bench.

The elder martial brother on the other side didn't say a word.

He just looked around faintly and said faintly: "dinner."

The solemn and quiet dining hall immediately changed into another look.

From a peaceful Wizard of Oz to a murderous Shura region.

Everyone's cheeks are struggling to wriggle, lest they swallow the cake too slowly and let others take the lead.

The baskets of washed white and green Chinese cabbage next to the big cake went down half a basket after a while.

I don't know how to make soybean paste. It should be fried again with vegetable oil. With an oily appetite, it was brushed on the cake skin by this group of monks who are very good at eating. As soon as they wrapped the cabbage, they began to fill their mouth.

This simple food is a variant of the most common pancake roll scallion near the Beihe River Basin.

However, Li Shanchang, who secretly took a piece of cake for himself, stuffed it into his mouth, but it was delicious and left gratifying tears.

The flour in the temple was as smooth as a cake made of egg liquid without any impurities. There was no rough feeling in the process of swallowing.

The wheat cake is also unusually white, just like the snow on wintersweet in February, so white that it can shake people's eyes.

Is it true that in the temple where the Buddha lived, even the food was different from others?

When Li Shan couldn't figure it out, he didn't know. He wanted to eat a small meal. He was as stunned as the migrant workers in the field, and ate a cake with half a catty.

Xiangxue brand flour, you deserve it.

Because of the temptation of delicious food, Li Shanchang, who firmly stayed in the temple, stayed here without shame.

When he reacted from the ocean of knowledge deep into the sea, he raised his eyes and found that he had been here for nearly three months.

And the reason why he will react is because he has no money!

My parents returned to Xijiang two and a half months ago. After all, there is a family and a career at home. If you get well, you will not stay here for a long time.

When he left, in order to leave him alone, he ate and drank well here. Unexpectedly, he left him 500 yuan treasure notes.

But I stayed here for only three months, and all of them were ransacked by the unscrupulous eldest martial brother in the temple.

What is the name of its expropriation, training fee, nutrition fee and new intellectual property fee.