fifth form

Chapter 92
Hong bitter.

The Holy Land of Yexi River involves three generations of people: the old, the middle and the young.

Perhaps it was due to the lack of order in the early days of the Holy Land, and the names of the older generation were extremely mixed and not unified.

At the middle level, they are uniformly named at the beginning of Hongzi.

When it comes to the younger generation, it is named at the beginning of the black character.

Zhang Xuezhou drew a card.

He couldn't understand the characters on it like ghostly drawn symbols. With the help of Wuchao's translation, he knew that the owner of this brand was called 'Hongku'.

"How can I... Could it be?"

Zhang Xuezhou was thinking about Wu Chao's words, and he asked in doubt.

"You guessed right." Wu Chao nodded, "I also worship under Master Hongku. Besides, that Wuti who just fought with me is also under Master Hongku!"

"Then it's really a coincidence for us." Zhang Xuezhou said happily: "In this way, we can draw lots to the same school."

"It's a coincidence." Wu Chao nodded and replied, "But it's not a good thing!"

"how?"

"He hates bringing in newcomers, especially the wave after wave of bringing in newcomers." Wu Chao spread his hands and said, "He hasn't escaped every time these years, and someone always draws him!"

"More than 40 brands, three people draw, can they win every time?" Zhang Xuezhou wondered.

"Correct!"

Wu Chao nodded and began to mention this evil master.

"And he has more than this strange thing." Wu Chao said with a strange face: "He taught many students, and many students died. I heard that he took in more than a dozen students, but now there are only three of us left!"

"So miserable?"

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that dead students seemed to be popular these days.

The same is true for the student who can't return, and the same is true for this hard-working student.

"His name was Hongle in the past. Year after year, he applied to change his name in the holy mountain, but nothing changed." Wu Chao said, "I used to hear people talking about it. They said that Master Hongku practiced the spell Evil, specialize in students!"

"Then can I change the brand?"

Zhang Xuezhou's eyes rolled around.

He and Wuchao were the only ones in the Blackstone building. Hearing that Hongku was so evil, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but want to draw another card and change to a teacher to teach.

"Can't change it!"

Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice, causing Wu Chao to shake his head again and again.

"There is a traction spell on the sign. Whoever takes the sign will be drawn, guiding the perception of relevant parties. If there are no accidents, he will be here soon!"

Wu Chao stretched out his fingers, and he pointed to his five fingers.

A few seconds passed, and Wu Chao had already bent his next finger.

This made Zhang Xuezhou shut up immediately, and no longer made any small moves.

When Wuchao's five fingers were flexed together, there was already a sound coming from outside the black stone building.

"Which short-sighted thing worships under the old Taoist sect again, I have suffered so much, why do you bother me!"

When the voice fell, an old man with a beard had already appeared at the door.

The other party was wearing a red robe that hadn't been washed for a long time. He had a sad face, and his skin and flesh were wrinkled. It seemed that he hadn't smiled for a long time.

Compared with Master Hongyi's red face, Master Hongku is obviously another extreme.

Zhang Xuezhou opened his mouth and quickly pulled out a smile.

"Teacher, I am your new student." Zhang Xuezhou said quickly, "My name is Wu Jin, and I am waiting for you here with Senior Brother Wu Chao!"

"Ugin?"

The old Taoist scanned Zhang Xuezhou's face, then turned his attention to Wuchao, and then returned to Zhang Xuezhou's face.

"Han people?" Hong Ku asked.

"Yes." Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said, "But I was adopted by King Tolkien as a foster son, and I have already left the Han Kingdom!"

"It turns out that you belong to that golden toad, no wonder you are called Wu Jin." Hong Ku nodded and said, "Since your fate is strong enough, you should be able to live a few more years under the old Taoist sect, so follow me!"

"Fate? What is fate?"

When following the old Taoist, Zhang Xuezhou also asked Wu Chao in a low voice.

"This involves numerology in spells, which is a very strange kind of thing." Wu Chao shook his head and said, "I don't understand the theory of fate, but if I have a good father and mother, then my fate is probably better!"

"Don't say what you don't understand, so as not to make you laugh!"

Stepping at the forefront, Hong Ku dissatisfied and said something.

This made Wu Chao smile awkwardly, and stopped talking for a while.

"The human body can enter the eyes of the Golden Toad Dharma King, this is fate." Hong Ku said: "If the fate is not hard, you should be the material for the Golden Chan Dharma King to repair the injury."

"It's almost the material!" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"That's why your life is very hard." Hong Ku said: "People with hard life can live longer under the old way!"

"Still don't understand!"

Wu Chao shrugged and muttered in a low voice, feeling that Hong Ku's explanation was the same as not saying anything.

The two followed behind Hong Ku, and from time to time, Wu Chao translated Hong Ku's words that had not been translated into Chinese to Zhang Xuezhou.

"You can't even understand the words of the Holy Land, how will you practice in the future!"

Relying on Wuchao's translator, Zhang Xuezhou did not have too many obstacles in communicating.

But his situation clearly made Hong Ku dissatisfied.

"Starting today, you will learn 150 characters with Lao Dao every day!"

Hong Ku mentioned Zhang Xuezhou's first practice in the holy mountain, which made Zhang Xuezhou respond quickly.

In the past, he wanted to learn some characters and related things in Rongcheng, but before he came to study with Jia Zhiyuan, he was caught thousands of miles away by the Golden Chan Dharma King.

Now that I have changed to a different place, the beginning of learning is no different, I still have to learn common sense knowledge.

"Junior brother, come on!"

Wu Chao made a gesture.

Learning 150 words a day does not sound difficult, but the difficulty lies in continuous learning every day.

People's memory is lacking. On the first day, there are 150. On the second day, at least seventy or eighty characters must be reviewed because of forgetting, and it will be laborious to learn new characters. Then on the third and fourth days...

There are about [-] characters involved in the holy language, and Hongku obviously needs Zhang Xuezhou to master the language and characters used by the slaves within a month.

This requirement may seem low, but it is actually extremely difficult.

It was easy for Wu Chao to recall the days when he memorized his diary at night.

"You'd better complete the old way's explanation." Hong Ku said: "I'm old and have a bad temper. If the students are too stupid, they will suffer!"

"The teacher's words, the students will remember them in their hearts!"

Zhang Xuezhou clasped his fists, indicating that he heard clearly.

Things are a little difficult, but compared to his current state, Zhang Xuezhou finds it difficult to recite and memorize new words, but it is impossible to complete it.

"You haven't formally started yet, so you don't need to call me a teacher, as long as things are clear, seasoned and stupid students..."

Just as Hong Ku was about to warn Zhang Xuezhou again, he saw several people gathered at the black stone mansion where he was staying, sighing uncontrollably at the door.

"how?"

Hong Ku quickly walked a few steps.

"Brother Hongku, you are finally here!"

At the entrance of the mansion, as a red-robed Taoist shook his head and sighed, the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed, revealing a young figure lying on the ground.

That was Wu Ti who challenged Wu Chao in the morning.

At this time, Wu Ti's body was stiff, his face was black, and he was not breathing from his nostrils, and he was obviously dead.

Hong Ku probed Wu Ti's nostrils, and his face darkened immediately.

"This stupid thing was poisoned to death by a scorpion. He must have cursed and practiced a variety of poisonous scorpions beyond his control, which caused the poisonous insects to backfire. I had expected him to be doomed, and I gave him an insect repellent The clarinet saved my life, I didn't expect him to die!"

Hiro murmured bitterly.

This made Zhang Xuezhou grab the clarinet in his pocket.

He didn't expect that just after entering Hongku's door, a senior brother had died.

The reason for the other party's death was indirectly caused by them.

(End of this chapter)