The precept ruler is also called the precept square, and it is a wooden board used by private school teachers to inflict corporal punishment on school children in the old days. Another interpretation of the precept ruler refers to a Buddhist ritual instrument, which is used in rituals such as "taking refuge, shaving, passing on precepts, and saying the Dharma". Of course, people know more about the former.

The ruler of the precepts, this thing is not bad, in the life of a person, there can be no precepts, nor can there be no ruler.

Warning, vigilance, punishment.

There is a ruler, a scale, a standard.

Therefore, since ancient times, at least since the Qing Dynasty, the ring ruler has become a sharp weapon for teachers to teach students in the classroom.

And the iron ruler in Zhou Zihang's hand is both a ring ruler and a weapon.

The all-black polished iron ruler reflected a low light in the light, and the white spike hung at the end of the iron ruler, waving like a white rainbow with Zhou Zihang.

Of course, Zhou Zihang looks full of beauty when he uses an iron ruler, but the person who is punished by this iron ruler may feel his pity deeply.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of heavy objects constantly falling to the ground was accompanied by Zhou Zihang waving the iron ruler.

Of course, the weight is not an object, but a clown!

Five minutes ago he shouted "Round 2 begins!" The clown, before his performance began, was ruthlessly suppressed by Zhou Zihang wielding an iron ruler.

During this period, the clown did not think of using his spatial movement to escape Zhou Zihang's control, but the final result was in vain, and it was accompanied by a pain from the iron ruler hitting his body.

However, if you give up like this, then you won't be a clown.

So for five minutes, the sound of the clown being smashed to the ground was repeated and repeated.

This kind of miserable encounter made Lan Sui a little unbearable to look at.

After all, at this time, he had already figured out what the iron ruler in Zhou Zihang's hand was.

The iron ruler is an artifact, but it is a belief that attaches to it.

What kind of belief.

Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher!

The simple five words are the ethical and moral concepts that the flower growers have observed for thousands of years. It can be said that these five simple words have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even in modern society, there are many people who study them.

Among them, the teacher preaches and teaches to solve doubts. Although it is said that it is ranked last among the teachers of heaven and earth, it can be ranked among them with the princes of heaven and earth, which shows the majesty and faith of the profession of teachers.

In ancient times, this ruler could also represent his teacher at a certain time, which was both a thing of punishment and an object of inscription.

Of course, in modern society, there may be many teachers and parents who abuse this ruler to beat away evil spirits, arrogance, ambition, and courage. If you become an ordinary utensil, or even use a child as a punching bag, then you can only play bad luck.

However, such a situation did not appear in Zhou Zihang's hand, let alone Zhou Zihang's body.

So the ring ruler in his hand is the belief of the flower grower for thousands of years, and it is the scene of the naughty students in the small private school, the teacher's face is majestic. It was a child who looked at the palm of his hand and felt the epitome of the time when he shook his head and memorized the book.

Therefore, if this ring goes down, no one can hide, there is no way to hide.

Unless it is a person who has lived this thousand-year-old belief in his own will, or a person who has great faith and great ability, he really can't break through the iron ruler of seven inches and six minutes in Zhou Zihang's hand.

"Enough!" The clown screamed.

"Bang!"

However, it was still Zhou Zihang's cold face, and the ring ruler in his hand hit the clown mercilessly.

"Lawless, should be beaten!"

"I said, that's enough!" For the first time, the clown was like his name, pitifully like a "clown".

"If you don't respect heaven and earth, you should fight!"

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"If you don't keep benevolence and righteousness, you should be beaten!"

"I don't understand, you bastard!!"

"Discard the righteous heart, it should be hit!"

"Mixed ...... Egg! ”

Under the ring ruler, the clown has become dying, and he can only lie on the ground and mumble unconsciously.

Faced with this scene, Melly Percy was dumbfounded and a little unsure of how to react as well.

Lan Sui reminded her: "I said, the clown is already like this, you should be able to go and contain it alone." ”

"Oh, oh!"

As if waking up from a dream, Melly Percy stepped forward, avoided Zhou Zihang as much as possible, and came to the clown who was paralyzed on the ground, as if his bones had been broken.

"For the first time, I actually felt some sympathy for you."

Shaking her head, Melly Percy pulled out a videotape out of nowhere and placed it in front of the Joker.

"Tsk, I'm going back to that boring place again~"

With a feeble sneer, the clown slowly turned into a light and slowly entered the ancient videotape.

Lan Sui didn't have any interest after taking a look at this scene, but looked at Zhou Zihang who was slowly coming from his side with a meaningful expression.

"I really didn't expect that you still have such a powerful faith artifact in this era."

Glancing at Zhou Zihang's ring ruler hidden by the shadow of his sleeve robe, he asked him: "Aren't you afraid that the Haoran Qi inside will not be replenished when it is used up?" ”

"As long as there is still propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom, and faith in this society; Gentle, kind, courteous, thrifty, lethal; Loyalty, bravery, filial piety, piety, and honesty, then the spirit of Confucianism will remain forever. ”

"Yes~"

Pouting, Lan Sui looked a little disdainful of this, but he didn't say anything, after all, there are always some people who stick to their own ways in every era.

They don't need any compliments, you can say they're selfishly gratifying themselves, but they don't have a hint of respect for them.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

There are always people who make such ambitions, aren't they~

Although Confucianism gradually became a way of management in the hands of those in power, it was the people of the world who were in charge, so that each dynasty had a different doctrine for each dynasty.

Finally, in modern times, standing on the shoulders of countless giants, I found that there were contradictions in the doctrines that had been handed down for thousands of years.

"How do you resolve it, Zhou Zihang."

Looking at the people who walked past him, the green shirt and robe like an ancient painting, Lan Sui thought with a slight sigh in his heart

After 13 hours of sailing, Lan fell to the ground with his flight.

At the airport, there were already Foundation people waiting for it, and countless passengers rushed out of the cabin, and the police officers with guns on the ground also answered one by one, taking these people to different places.

It is estimated that when they can still feel fortunate without this thrilling journey, this memory will be washed away.

Maybe that's a good ending.

"Hey, in the end, I still haven't left this country, it's really unlucky." Lan Sui, who was stretching his waist, said this.

"Don't complain, the hotel and the car are ready, you go to rest, you should treat it as a public-funded tour." Melly Percy patted Lan Sui on the shoulder and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes, Pei'er, why are you pulling my clothes?"

"Ice cream."

"Clams?"

"It's almost dawn." Mi Pei'er's finger pointed to the faintly white sky in the east.

"If you don't have ice cream, you're going to marry me!"

"it!"

Lan Sui finally remembered the oath he had made with her before coming to the United States. Hurriedly grabbed Melly Percy's hand and asked, "There's ice cream there!" ”

"Hey, why are you so anxious?"

"Don't say it, human lives are at stake!" Lan Suidu was sweating urgently, while Mi Peier was looking at the sky in the distance in the east with her fingers, Melly Percy was looking at the drama, and Zhou Zihang was puzzled to watch the lively drama of several people.

But

They didn't notice that the child on the plane, who had lost his mother, was being carried by a woman and walked past several people. He had an eerie smile on his face.

The smile was familiar