After lunch, Zhao Ji packed up the dishes and chopsticks and took them out of the house to clean, while Zhao Zheng was about to get up and continue his afternoon cultivation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAfter listening to the words of the old man in the morning, Zhao Zheng benefited a lot, and he already had a new idea of cultivation by taking advantage of the effort.

"Zheng'er, you sit down first, I have something to say to you for the teacher......" Just after Zhao Zhenggang stood up, the old man Zhongyin said with some reluctance.

"What do you tell after the teacher?" Zhao Zheng bowed to the old man and respectfully waited for the old man's teaching.

Seeing Zhao Zheng like this, the old man in the middle couldn't bear to tell Zhao Zheng about his plan. However, after struggling a little, the old man still spoke: "Zheng'er, if you want to travel to the Zhou Kingdom as a teacher, you ...... Do you want to be a teacher? ”

"Of course Zheng'er is willing." Zhao Zheng said without the slightest hesitation.

"Huh?" This time, the old man was a little confused, and Zhao Zheng actually agreed so readily. However, soon the old man in the middle of the hidden figure figured out that Zhao Zheng had experienced the experience of Sanshengshi, and he must have also had the experience of leaving home. I didn't really get along with this apprentice for a long time, and then I was separated for a year, so that I was negligent.

"Today, you and your wife will go home first. Although I don't know what happened during the year, I can guess that you haven't been home for a year. Since you're going to travel far away, you'd better go home and have a look first......"

"Whoa!" Zhao Zheng thought for a while, and finally nodded in response.

Coincidentally, Zhao Ji, who had been cleaned, happened to enter the house, and the old man in Zhongyin saw it, and said again: "Madam, the old man wants to take Zheng'er to travel around the world, and he will set off on the tenth day, so you can take Zheng'er back today." ”

Listening to the words of the old man in the middle of the hide, Zhao Ji's face immediately deteriorated, but Zhao Ji did not say anything against it, just nodded and looked at Zhao Zheng without saying a word.

Zhao Zheng pondered for a while, but still said goodbye to the old man in the middle and went home with Zhao Ji.

Along the way, neither of them had anything to say, and Zhao Ji didn't dare to say anything, for fear of making Zhao Zheng unhappy. But Zhao Zheng is the opposite, he wants to say something, but he always doesn't know how to speak.

The two did not walk very fast, and it took nearly two hours to return to their original home. The home is still the same home, there is not much change, it is still a decayed and somewhat faded Zhumen, and the door is also deserted.

Suddenly, Zhao Zheng suddenly remembered how he played at the gate of the courtyard when he was a child, and Zhao Ji would always watch him from a short distance. Now that just a short year has passed, I have a sense of the passage of time.

"Heh, that's right, the power of the Sansheng Stone can really be fake." Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Zheng'er, are you tired, my mother prepared tea for you, which was purchased by your second uncle from a Chu merchant, and I heard that it was produced in the land of Baiyue." Zhao Ji smiled and brought a bowl of steaming tea to Zhao Zheng.

"Second uncle? Zhao's? Zhao Zheng recalled that he was a small clan in the second life who did evil and aided abuse, and Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart. The rebellion of Changyu, the rebellion of Chenghuan, and the rebellion of Lü Buwei all did not have the shadow of that small clan.

Zhao Ji saw Zhao Zhengwei frowning, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart. For a while, she was also a little resentful of her talking, the Zhao family didn't want to see their mother and son, and Zhao Zheng didn't like the Zhao family in her heart, she knew all this. At this time, Zhao Ji still thought that Zhao Zheng was a little resentful of himself because he helped Zhao say good things.

However, Zhao Zheng still picked up the bowl, blew it gently, and took a slight sip. The tea is not like a strip of tea that was dried in later generations, but more like a simple leaf, which is slightly air-dried. Moreover, it is not brewed directly with boiling water, but boiled.

The taste of the tea is not very good, and it is a little bitter, but it has a cool taste when drunk with some hot water. Suddenly, Zhao Zheng suddenly remembered that Zhao Ji had walked for two hours just like him. As a cultivator in the Qi refining period, he was a little tired, and Zhao Ji, an ordinary person, must have worked even harder.

It was also at this moment that Zhao Zheng realized that in the past year, Zhao Ji had always rushed to the old man's house in Zhongyin early in the morning. In this way, Zhao Ji was almost ugly, that is, she had to start leaving home at four o'clock. Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

"If you want to eat something tomorrow, my mother will buy ...... for you now"

"Mother," Zhao Zheng interjected before Zhao Ji could finish speaking: "Zheng'er has lived alone for more than a year, and you have worked hard today, so Zheng'er will do these things." ”

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel the tip of her nose sour. was inexplicably snubbed by his favorite son for more than a year, and as long as it was a woman, she couldn't stand it. Now hearing Zhao Zheng say this, Zhao Ji understands that no matter what he did wrong before, Zhao Zheng forgave himself.

Since Qin Yiren and Lu Buwei left, Zhao Ji, who had not shed tears for a long time, finally couldn't help crying slightly this time.

"Little Beauty, you're back!" Outside the door, a thin voice sounded. Zhao Zheng, who was still guilty, immediately heard the owner of the voice, it was a thug around their family, who had bullied their mother and son before, and every time Zhao Ji had to take out some property to get rid of him.

"Whoa, you're back too?" The thugs swaggered into the courtyard and saw Zhao Zheng in the house at a glance.

Zhao Zheng was calm on the surface, but his heart was full of anger, and the breath of the second Qin Emperor suddenly emanated.

"Giggle...... The little thug seemed to be grabbed by the neck, and he was speechless all of a sudden, waving his hands constantly.

"You know what? Seventy percent of a person's body is made up of blood......" Zhao Zheng looked at the little gangster with a flat gaze, and slowly walked towards the door.

"Circumambulation...... Spare ......" The little thug looked at Zhao Zheng with fear on his face. Zhao Zheng, who is not tall and has a young face, has a hint of murder in his eyes, and the little gangster seems to be facing a god of death at this time.

"It's a pity, as long as there is water in this world, I can control ......"

Zhao Zheng's voice seemed to be the last call of death. As Zhao Zheng's voice fell, the thug's cheeks actually twisted strangely, and then there seemed to be a small worm surging on his body......

The thug just died, not much bloody, but very cruel. Zhao Zheng used the power of water control to smash the meridians all over his body. Even if someone finds out in the future, no one will find out without a special work, and it will only be regarded as a natural death. And in this era when life is as cheap as a mustard, who will be full of food and support the work of the autopsy?