Linshan Village's private school is considered to be a family science, most of the people in the village are surnamed Zhang, only a few families have fled from their ancestors, but after several generations of reproduction, they are also related to the people in the village, the family is an old show in the village to teach, according to the generation, it is considered to be the grandfather of Xingyue, and it is very prestigious in the village.

After Xingyue arrived at the private school, she found her place and sat down obediently.

"Xingyue, have you completed the task assigned by the master yesterday and yesterday?" The little girl from the same village on the side asked.

"Of course it's done." Xingyue returns.

"You're so smart, I haven't memorized it for a long time, I don't know if the master will play the board." The little girl said with tears in her eyes.

"No, the master didn't say that I would check it today, you can go home after school and carry it more, you will definitely be able to." Xingyue comforted her.

It is said that it is an endorsement task, but in fact, it is a simple poem for the little doll to enlighten, which is not difficult, but it is more familiar to children who have just learned for a long time.

As he spoke, the Master walked in through the door.

As the master said, he didn't pick someone to check, but said that he should always be familiar with the previous content, and then he raised his hand and touched his goatee, opened the scroll in his hand, and began today's teaching.

When the master reads a sentence, the children below will read it, and after learning an article, let the children take out charcoal pens and small wooden boards to practice calligraphy.

As for why it is charcoal and wooden boards, instead of brushes and paper, it is because pen, ink, paper and inkstone are too expensive, and the little dolls are now unstable and wasteful, and they can't afford it at home, so they use charcoal and wooden boards, which are the easiest materials to use.

Soon today's teaching is over, and the private school in the village is in the morning, and in the afternoon at home to help with work or go out to play.

Before school ended, the master told everyone a piece of news.

"Children, if someone is selected, we will have great blessings in Linshan Village."

The children didn't understand, and Xingyue didn't understand what the selection of the fairy gate was, so they all looked at the master with confused faces.

The master looked at the cute dolls who looked down at him in confusion, and couldn't help but smile, and then said

"Xianmen selection is to select talented children from all over the country to send them to Xianmen to study, no one has been selected in our Linshan Village for decades, I hope someone will be selected this time, so that our village can be exempted from paying taxes for ten years."

Of course, the children still didn't understand these words, so the gentleman said them again

"These immortals can not only fly to the sky, but also raise their hands to attract fire, I heard that there used to be droughts in places, and there are immortals who will make the sky rain to alleviate the drought."

The children understood these words, they had all heard all kinds of magical stories, and they usually longed for these flying aways and the like, so they exclaimed one after another.

"Master, are there really immortals?"

"Master, can immortals really fly to the heavens and the earth?"

Although Xingyue is very precocious compared to children of the same age, after all, she is only a seven-year-old baby, so she is also very excited to hear this news.

I don't know why, Xingyue just thinks that she must be able to become an immortal.

The Master smiled and stopped the children's shouts and gave them an affirmative answer.

Although the children were still a little excited and difficult to control themselves, they still couldn't help it when they thought about their butts, after all, compared to the ethereal immortals, their own close butts were more worthy of care.