The moon and stars are sparse.

On Caishan Mountain, in the ancestral hall, the lights flickered and looked like they were about to go out.

A group of children were dragged into class by an unscrupulous teacher...

However, unlike the children on earth, Tutu and other children looked at Chen Yang with eyes full of curiosity throughout the whole process. They were so mesmerized that they wished they could wait until dawn.

Chen Yang has never seen such a studious child.

Compared with when he was a child, Chen Yang felt deeply ashamed.

In the end, he couldn't bear to drag him any further, so he closed the book and said, "That's it for today."

"Okay, okay, thank you sir."

Jiu Gong was as intoxicated as he was, and now he woke up as if from a dream.

He signaled with his eyes, and Tutu led the children in bowing: "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

"Sir, I will take you to rest."

Jiu Gong asked the children to continue reviewing their lessons. He took Chen Yang out of the ancestral hall and stepped into the ring-shaped castle-like courtyard.

As soon as the two stepped out of the ancestral hall, the lights in the ancestral hall flickered on and off, and the children who had been respectful for a second disappeared. Only the young foxes all over the floor squeaked and scattered, as if they were laughing and shouting:

School is over~

Chen Yang's footsteps paused, and if intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced back at the ancestral hall.

He didn't say much, shook his head, and followed the attentive Jiu Gong into the guest room.

The guest room has been prepared and cleaned a long time ago, and the bedding and bedding are all brand new, with the smell of having just been exposed to the sun.

After Mr. Jiu settled Chen Yang, he was about to say goodbye and leave. However, seeing the way he touched the notes in his arms from time to time, Chen Yang strongly suspected that he was going back to work overtime and study again.

"Jiu Gong, please slow down."

Chen Yang reached out and poured a cup of tea from the teapot on the table. He borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha and handed it to Jiu Gong. He asked sternly: "Jiu Gong, can you elaborate on the great terror you mentioned before?"

Jiu Gong hesitated, sighed, and sat down: "Sir is a well-educated man. He must have seen something?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your Tu family?"

Jiu Gong looked at Chen Yang calmly, but he did not really expose his background, but said: "For the sake of your safety, I will tell you about Caishan and the great horror on Caishan."

"Appreciate further details."

Chen Yang was waiting seriously for Jiu Gong's next words.

Jiu Gong didn't speak at first, but took out the bald-hair pen from his arms, licked the tip of the pen on his tongue, and then wrote a word on the table:

material!

"The material from the mountain, I dare to ask sir, how do you explain it?"

When Jiu Gong mentioned the word "cai", his old face twitched slightly, seeming to imply fear.

"wood?"

Chen Yang didn't know why.

According to what he heard in Longmen County, the products on this mountain are scarce, the water and soil are not good, and there are few animals. Hunters would rather go to other mountains and forests. Only woodcutters go up the mountain for firewood.

The timber on Caishan Mountain supplies the needs of countless people throughout Longmen County.

Chen Yang looked at Jiu Gong with puzzled eyes.

Isn't this obvious?

Jiu Gong shook his head and sighed, then wrote another word on the table:

firewood!

"Sir, tell me, why is it called Caishan instead of Chaishan?"

When Jiu Gong said these words, not only his face was twitching, but his whole body shivered.

Chen Yang put his hands on the table and stared at the words "cai" and "firewood".

"It is my fault."

"Should have noticed earlier."

"Common people only know that they have firewood and only cut it. How can it be called Caishan instead of Chaishan?"

Chen Yang was shocked. He didn't realize this earlier because he was literate, which is a blind spot for scholars.

Because I am literate, I subconsciously equate wood with firewood and cutting firewood.

For ordinary people who are illiterate, there is a problem here.
Chapter completed!