In the evening, after I accompanied Donnie Yen to have dinner in a hall, I took a taxi and rushed to the school, Donnie Yen pitifully kept me when he was eating, and asked me to stay with him in a hall for a while at night, but I made an appointment with Mr. Zhang to go to him after dinner to learn to fold paper cranes, and when I left, Donnie Yen was still a little unhappy, and I was a little reluctant in my heart. Donnie Yen is an eleven-year-old child, and he needs the most love now, which I can understand, after all, I came from that time.

When I came to Mr. Zhang's dormitory, I stretched out my right hand and gently knocked on Mr. Zhang's door three times.

"Come in," Mr. Zhang shouted at me in the dormitory.

Hearing Teacher Zhang's shouting, I pushed open the door and walked in, and I saw Teacher Zhang wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses sitting at his desk writing lesson plans.

"Liu Shou, you sit casually first, I'll be done soon" After Teacher Zhang raised his head and finished saying this to me, he lowered his head again and began to write a lesson plan.

"You get busy first, Mr. Zhang, I'm not in a hurry" After I answered Mr. Zhang, I walked casually around Mr. Zhang's bedroom.

Mr. Zhang's qualifications are old, and he is Principal Xie's teacher, so his treatment is much better than other teachers, his bedroom is converted into two bedrooms, one bedroom is a bedroom, one bedroom is a study, and there are refrigerators, TVs, air conditioners and other household appliances in the bedroom.

On the east wall of Mr. Zhang's study hangs a three-foot-long peachwood sword, this peachwood sword I have seen, Mr. Zhang used this peachwood sword to kill zombies.

I casually picked up the peach wood hanging on the wall, and began to stroke it with my hand, Mr. Zhang's peach wood sword looks ordinary, but the energy contained in this peach wood sword is very large, much larger than the copper coin sword left by the master.

It hadn't been ten seconds since I picked up the peachwood sword from the wall when the peachwood sword suddenly trembled, and it tried to get out of my hand, and the more I tried to hold it, the harder it struggled.

With a "whoosh", the peachwood sword in Mr. Zhang's hand still flew out of my hand, and after the peachwood sword circled around Mr. Zhang, it flew to the same place and hung on the east wall.

"My old friend recognizes life, except for me, he doesn't want others to touch him," Mr. Zhang said to me, pointing to the peachwood sword on the wall.

"Teacher Zhang, there is a lot of energy in your peachwood sword," I pointed to the peachwood sword and said to Mr. Zhang.

"The longer the artifacts are inherited, the greater the energy they contain. My peachwood sword was passed down to me by my master, and according to my master, this peachwood sword has a history of seven or eight hundred years," Mr. Zhang replied to me as he looked at the peachwood sword hanging on the wall.

"Your peachwood sword is a bit hypocritical, I won't let you fiddle with it for a while," I looked at Mr. Zhang's peachwood sword and continued.

"Ever since this peachwood sword had a spirit, it has only followed one master, and it will not change to another until I die. This is a good thing, if everyone can control my peachwood sword, what use do I want it to do, if our personal magic weapon falls into the hands of others, can you guarantee that others will not use it to do bad things! Teacher Zhang replied to me with a smile. I think what Mr. Zhang said is very reasonable.

Mr. Zhang's bookshelf was full of history books of various dynasties, including the history books of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, which occupied half of the shelf.

"Liu Shou, you seem to be very interested in the history of the late Qing Dynasty," Mr. Zhang asked, closing the lesson plan and looking up at me.

"Well, I am really interested in the history of China at that time, an ancient country with a history of 5,000 years, but internal and external troubles, the people are living a difficult life, this history should be remembered" I put down the history book in my hand and replied to Mr. Zhang.

"Yes, China was very chaotic at that time, and the Western countries were eyeing our country, plundering our land and plundering our resources. Later, there was a Boxer Rebellion spontaneously organized against foreigners, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom formed by the poor people tried to overthrow the Qing government. From the beginning of the war to the founding of New China, the number of people who died due to the war reached 100 million, and I think this is a small number," Mr. Zhang replied to me with a sigh.

"Teacher Zhang, they all say that Li Hongzhang is a traitor, what do you think" I continued to ask Mr. Zhang, Li Hongzhang is a big figure in the history of the late Qing Dynasty, the world is called Li Zhongtang, suppressed the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Li Hongzhang is indispensable, 1863 ~ 1864, Li Hongzhang led the Huai army to capture Suzhou, Changzhou and other places, and the Hunan army together basically exterminated the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

"After the defeat of the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, Li Hongzhang became a traitor in the mouth of the Chinese people because of the "Treaty of Shimonoseki" and paid compensation of 200 million taels of silver. The original Qing Dynasty was the Empress Dowager Cixi and the Guangxu Emperor, Li Hongzhang wanted to betray the country, he didn't have this qualification at all, but all this was instructed by the Empress Dowager Cixi behind the scenes, he was just a person with a black pot. Without Li Hongzhang's original purchase of foreign affairs, our China's industrial level will not have improved so much by now, I personally think he should be a national hero" Mr. Zhang said to me excitedly, Mr. Zhang's views are the same as mine, I think Li Hongzhang has paid a lot for the Qing Dynasty, but what he got is the infamy of a lifetime.

"Okay, let's not talk about the past history, I'll teach you how to fold paper cranes to guide the way," Mr. Zhang beckoned me to his side.

"Well," I answered, and walked to Mr. Zhang's side.

"The guiding paper crane was passed on to me by my master, and so far in our Chinese Taoism, there are definitely no more than five people who can stack the guiding crane," Teacher Zhang said to me with a smile.

"Teacher Zhang, why don't you pass on the skill of guiding paper cranes to more people," I asked Teacher Zhang with a puzzled expression.

"Some things can be transmitted, but some things can't. Let's take the invisibility charm as an example, if those who are not right-minded can learn it, the result will be unimaginable. It's not that I haven't considered the problem you said, it's a pity that some things of our Taoism are not passed on to future generations, but if they learn these skills and do something harmful to others and themselves, it is better to let those skills follow me into the coffin," Teacher Zhang said to me with a serious face.

"Teacher Zhang, why do you want to pass it on to me, you are not afraid that I will do something harmful to others and myself," I asked Teacher Zhang with a smile.