Spirit Realm Wandering God: I have a door to two realms

Chapter 89 Zheng Zhuo, teaches the sword

"The price is too high, and you have to give me a second-class merit for nothing!"

"There's no way to do that."

Qi Xuan sat on the sofa, rubbed her brows, and sighed:

"After all, the initiative is not in our hands. If we just participate, not only will there be more variables, but we will also have to take part of the military merit." After saying that, he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, clapped his hands and said:
"It's already past six o'clock. Xiaoyu, please go back first. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"All right!"

Lu Yu was also helpless and asked instead:
"Boss, my letter of concern was sent to No. [-] Middle School, right?"

"It was sent this morning. I guess they will send someone to see you in the next two days."

"I hope it's not Liu Zhengyi!"

Lu Yu murmured, and left with the two children. He got on his bicycle and rushed out of the city. After passing through the west city gate, he turned off the communicator and returned to Lion's Head Town. It was exactly 06:30 and it was getting dark.

At the same time, in the academic building of Fengxian No. [-] Middle School, Liu Zhengyi, who was wearing a robe, was called into the principal's office.

"dong dong dong~~"

"Please come in!"

"Squeak~~"

Liu Zhengyi pushed the door open and saw the short and fat Zheng Zhuo leaning on a chair and puffing away smoke under the dim light. He suddenly frowned and said: "He is not upright. Although he disobeys orders, the teacher is the head of a school." , but he is so dissolute and sets a bad example for his classmates, how can he teach and educate others?"

"It's so long-winded, okay, okay!"

Zheng Zhuo rolled his eyes, put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, and pursed his lips: "Here, the letter of concern that just arrived from the Jing'an Bureau today is still warm. You should try it too."

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Liu Zhengyi's face darkened, and he walked over and picked up the letter of concern.

Zheng Zhuo took a sip of the yellow tea, rinsed his mouth, spit it back into the tea bowl, and said:

"Justice, what do you think?"

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Liu Zhengyi silently put down the letter of concern, rubbed his stomach, and asked an unexpected question: "Teacher, the weather has turned cold recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I would like to take two days off."

"Hahaha~~"

Zheng Zhuo smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, pointed at Liu Zhengyi’s nose and cursed:

"Slippery!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned back on the chair and sighed:
"Really speaking, the root cause of my nephew's death lies with me. When I was resting in the restaurant some time ago, my soul wandered into the spiritual realm. At that time, there was a big nightmare that was greedy for my body and wanted to replace me. I fought with it for a long time before I drove him away and didn’t have time to pay attention to anything else.”

"Now that I think about it, there should be a little nightmare chasing after me, which is why this turmoil happened. To put it into detail, I am actually the culprit."

Liu Zhengyi was a little distressed and asked:

"That Lu Yu"

"Forget it, just leave it alone."

Zheng Zhuo waved his hand and said with a bad smile:

"Someone wants to flatter you, but it's a pity that you didn't flatter me in the right place. I, Zheng Xianren, am a second-level [civilian scholar], how can I still quarrel with the students in my home? It's a joke, huh, whoever pooped it will be clean." Well."

"Okay, that's okay. I'll go back."

Liu Zhengyi couldn't stand his teacher's rudeness, so he slammed the door and left.

After Liu Zhengyi left, Zheng Zhuo changed his demeanor instantly.

He silently came to the window, stretched out his hand to open the thick curtains, looked at the last few students jumping around, whispering and leaving, with a smile on his lips. He gently touched the window sill and murmured to himself:

"Good boy, good boy, don't be in a hurry, just take your time."

After finishing speaking, he closed the curtains again, locked the door, turned off the lights, hugged his knees and huddled in the cabinet, lowered his head, and muttered:

“It’s getting dark, it’s another good dream~~”

The night is getting late and the bright moon is high.

The crowd squatting under the north city gate had dispersed long ago, but a figure climbed up the city wall in the dark. He carefully walked towards the stupid crane carrying a bucket.

"Wow??"

The stupid crane screamed and stretched out its slender neck from its wings.

The figure was startled. Seeing that the silly-headed crane didn't attack, he took a breath and took a few steps closer. He put down the bucket, bent down, and took out a large carp over a foot long from the bucket. , it’s a pity that he has been dead for a long time.

The stupid crane's eyes lit up and he tilted his head.

"Give!"

The figure threw the dead fish in front of the stupid crane and urged:

"Eat, don't you like carp the most? Eat it quickly!" "Wow??"

The stupid crane barked and lowered his head.

The figure suddenly said happily:

"Yes, eat, eat quickly!"

"Wow??"

The silly-headed crane pecked the fish gently and shook its head, seeming a little disgusted.

The figure said angrily:

"Eat it, eat it quickly, swallow it in one bite."

"Wow!!"

The dull-headed crane's tone suddenly changed, and his nestled body stood up. His upright figure was two heads taller than the human figure, and his eyes shone with a faint cold light, which made him look a bit scary.

"What are you going to do!!"

"do not come!"

The figure subconsciously took two steps back, screamed, then turned around and ran away.

"Fluffing~~"

"Ahhh~~"

"Cut your flesh and leave your wife behind!"

"The wife is more mature every year!"

"Hidden in the court!"

"Brush~~"

The sky was dim and bright, Lu Yu was practicing swordsmanship in the yard, while his younger brother Lu Fei was sitting on the steps in front of the door, nodding his little head from time to time. After Lu Yu practiced the swordsmanship on the bus, he said angrily:

"Kid, you don't want to be a hero anymore?"

"Think and think!"

"Then you still dozed off."

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Lu Fei tried his best to open his big eyes and asked:

"Cauldron, don't you sleep as a hero?"

"Yup!"

Seeing Lu Yu nodding seriously, Lu Fei suddenly became energetic. He stood up, patted his small chest and said with a milky voice:

"Then I won't sleep from now on."

"Ambitious!"

Lu Yu gave a thumbs up, and his father Lu Yuanhao, who was washing his face, rolled his eyes and muttered:
"Why do you get up so early? I never went to school so early when I was a kid."

Lu Yu helplessly replied: "Talent in practicing swordsmanship is not important, but hard work is important. You don't have time during the day, so you can only get up early and practice. Otherwise, you won't be able to learn anything for another ten years." "

"It's such a hassle. If I had known it, I wouldn't have practiced."

Lu Yuanhao complained again, then picked up his wooden sword and took a deep breath:

"let's start!"

"it is good!"

Lu Yu nodded with satisfaction, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and explained:
"The word "sword" is all about the basics. There are generally thirteen basic sword moves commonly used, namely drawing, bringing, lifting, blocking, striking, thrusting, tapping, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, cutting, and washing. Today we will start with the simplest and most direct [thorn]."

"prick!"

"prick!"

"prick!"

"You have to use strength and stability in your hands, and you have to focus on penetrating the sword body and reaching the tip of the sword."

"Even if you can't do it for the time being, you still have to think about it!"

Lu Yu taught his father Lu Yuanhao over and over again. Suddenly he remembered that his younger brother Lu Fei had been silent for a while. He turned around and saw that the other person was sleeping on Xiao Huang. He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly:

"My hero is calling~~"

Later, I was a little worried that I would catch a cold, so I simply mentioned my brother and threw him back on the bed as if he was disgusted.

(End of this chapter)