"Ding-deng-deng..."
Three gentle knocks on the door woke up Zhang Zheng, who had his eyes closed and was meditating.
With eyes as bright as paint, clear and pure without a trace of anger or malice, Zhang Zheng stood up and opened the door, curled her lips and greeted with a smile: "Student, I have met you, sir."
The teacher also had a smile on his face, showing no hint of suspicion, "You have missed three days of school and have been locked in your room for three days without being able to leave your room. But you have something on your mind?"
"Sir, don't worry. The student is fine. He just encountered something difficult to understand, so he thought about it for a while."
The husband was holding the volume "Books Left by Lu Runji" in his hand, passed her by, and stepped into the inner room.
While carefully putting the book back on the bookshelf, the gentleman said without looking back: "If you have any doubts in your heart, you can tell me, and I will tell you whatever I can answer."
Zhang Zheng's eyes darkened, and he noticed that she said "can answer" rather than "know". The difference of a few words, but the meaning is completely different.
"gentlemen."
"Um?"
Zhang Zheng raised her eyes and looked directly at her husband, who was looking back at her, "What would you do if someone died because of you?"
The husband asked, "Did I intentionally cause this man's death?"
Zhang Zheng thought for a moment and shook her head resolutely.
The husband did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked to the table and poured a glass of water. She picked up the half-full water glass, walked out of the inner room, and stood at the entrance of the private school. She poured the water lightly with her wrist, and the water overflowed the rim of the glass.
It splashed to pieces on the ground and accumulated into a small puddle.
After pouring the water, she placed the water glass casually on the desk beside her.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the bright red sunlight in the sky, "Let's go, it's getting late and it's time to rest. We have to give lectures tomorrow morning."
After saying that, she left the private school with her hands behind her hands. Zhang Zheng glanced at the puddle of water on the ground and the tea cup on the desk with an incomprehensible expression, and followed her away.
Returning to the house behind the private school, Zhang Zheng and her husband sat opposite each other, one reading a book and the other practicing calligraphy, living in harmony and tranquility.
Zhang Zheng suddenly remembered Yi Lanshan's search for the underground river, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, the book says that all things can be traced to their origin. Does the spring in the back mountain originate from the underground river?"
The husband didn't even raise his head, "Of course."
"Then where does the underground river originate?"
The teacher put down his brush and explained carefully: "Underground rivers are formed in karst caves. Surface water soaks through rocks and immerses into the ground. After years of dissolution, collapse and reshaping, underground rivers are slowly formed, and some can even form
An intricate interweaving of underground rivers.”
Not hearing what he wanted, Zhang Zheng sighed regretfully: "The power of nature is truly miraculous. It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes."
The teacher smiled knowingly and said, "The underground river under the spring is in the ancestral land. If you want to see it, you can wait until the day when you are crowned with your surname and enter the ancestral land to have a good look."
Ancestral land!
Zhang Zheng's eyes flickered, and he didn't expect to know the exact location of the underground river from his husband so easily.
However, the ancestral land is not that easy to enter. Do we really have to wait until the day when we are given the surname?
It was late at night, and on the bed, my husband was already asleep, breathing long and steady.
Zhang Zheng climbed up carefully, pushed open the door gently, and left furtively.
The crescent moon was like a hook, and under the clear moonlight, Zhang Zheng arrived in front of the private school. As soon as he opened the courtyard door, he heard the crisp sound of broken porcelain.
Then Yan Shaoting yelled violently, "What kind of immoral guy is pouring water everywhere!"
As soon as Zhang Zheng took one step forward, the broken porcelain pieces of the water cup on the ground reflected the clear moonlight, and the remaining small pool of water was filled with the full moon.
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether I should go in or not.
Yi Lanshan noticed Zhang Zheng's figure, raised her hand and tugged the sleeve of Yan Shaoting, who was cursing endlessly, and told him to calm down for a while. She welcomed Zhang Zheng and said, "Comrade Zhang, come in quickly."
Zhang Zheng avoided the puddle of water in front of the door. As soon as he walked in front of the two of them, he was attracted by the smoldering black aura on Yan Shaoting's face. "What's wrong with fellow Taoist Yan?" He couldn't be like this because of a puddle of water, right?
Yi Lanshan smiled bitterly: "We have been secretly searching for the location of the underground river these days, but today we were blocked by those five guys. Shaoting had a big quarrel with them and wasted a whole day.
At that time, I was angry, but as soon as I entered the hospital, I stepped on the water and slipped, which made me even more angry."
Yan Shaoting suddenly interrupted and said angrily and dissatisfiedly: "I didn't slip but almost slipped. Okay, senior sister, please don't smear me. It's all because of that unscrupulous thing that sprinkled water everywhere!"
Well, even though this wicked thing is talking about her husband, she also has an unshirkable responsibility. Zhang Zheng smiled bitterly and changed the subject, "Then do you have any clues?"
Mentioning this matter, Shan Shan frowned and shook his head: "No, we almost ran all over the village, but there is no clue. Either there is a formation here to interfere with the investigation, or the underground river is too deep, so we can't find any clues."
Even rats can’t detect it.”
No matter which possibility it is, it is currently an insurmountable difficulty for them, but she brought good news this time.
Zhang Zheng did not show off and said directly: "I learned from my husband today that the underground river under this spring flows through the ancestral land of Zhidao Village."
"Ancestral land?"
Yi Lanshan looked stunned for a moment, and then asked doubtfully: "We have never heard of the ancestral land of Zhidao Village. What kind of place is this?"
Zhang Zheng shook his head, "To be honest, I only know that there is such an ancestral land in Zhidao Village. I have never seen what the ancestral land looks like, so naturally I don't know where it is."
"What's so difficult about this?" Yan Shaoting patted his chest confidently, "Just ask any villager."
Because of his great achievements in the verbal battle with the five people last time in the village, the village's attitude towards them has improved a lot in the past few days. Especially after comparing the five people who cause trouble every day, they feel that Yi Lanshan and Yan Shaoting are reasonable people.
After receiving warm hospitality and verbal respect from the villagers for several days, Yan Shaoting's frustrated pride surged instantly.
"no!"
Yilanshan rejected his proposal without thinking.
Zhang Zheng also shook his head in disapproval.
The word ancestral land has been endowed with a sacred meaning since ancient times. It is the time when children who grow up in the ancestral land return to their roots and fall leaves. How can they be arbitrarily defiled by outsiders?
"Since it is the ancestral land of the village, it naturally enshrines the tablets of countless ancestors of this village from ancient times to the present. How can it be made known to outsiders at will, let alone lead outsiders into the ancestral land."
Not to mention the villagers, even if only the village chief knew that there were villagers who dared to lead outsiders into the ancestral land, then both the villagers and the outsiders who entered the ancestral land would have to face the village chief's wrath.
Chapter completed!