Zhang Muxian walked forward tremblingly, and Wang pushed the cart violently, following Zhang Muxian's back all the time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Meng is a careful person, and he found that at some point, the fishing rod in the old man's hand in front of him turned into a crutch. The old man walks very distinctively, unlike other old people who use crutches, he has to take a step first, and then move the crutches, using the crutches as a fulcrum to support his body. This old man first stretched out his crutches, and then took steps, walking like pulling grass to find a snake.

"Young man, your heartbeat tells me that you are afraid!" Zhang Muxian turned his back to Wang Meng and said slowly. He was testing Wang Meng to see if he was worth cultivating and whether he could take on the heavy responsibility of disturbing the world.

Wang Meng's heart jumped suddenly, but he forcibly suppressed the frightened heart, he didn't throw down the car and run away, he listened to books in the city, and heard countless ghost stories, the demons in it are all evil, they all kill people without blinking, they all eat people without spitting out bones. Countless terrifying images flashed in Wang Meng's mind, and he finally said honestly: "Old man, what kind of place is this? I am familiar with Luoyang City within a radius of fifty miles, and this is definitely out of Luoyang." ”

A flash of appreciation flashed in Zhang Muxian's eyes, Wang Meng made the most correct decision in an instant, although he was not knowledgeable, but he had enough sensitivity. He pointed to the green mountain in front of him and said, "Look! That's Songshan!"

Wang Meng was shocked, Songshan was more than 100 miles away from Luoyang, but he only walked for two quarters of an hour with this old man.

"Is it a ghost, is it a god, is it a demon?" Wang Meng turned his brain and said tentatively: "Seniors are immortals?" He had heard people in the rivers and lakes say that they should call their predecessors for masters.

Zhang Muxian turned around leisurely, and the crutches in his hand had long since disappeared.

Wang Meng only felt that the things in front of him changed, he and the old man came to a blue brick and tile house together, the old man sat on the chair of the main master, there was a cup of tea on the coffee table, the fragrance of tea was curling, and he was standing in front of the old man. Wang Meng looked back suddenly, and the sunset outside the house was shining on the trolley, and the cart was untouched.

The dreamlike sight made Wang Meng's heart beat faster, but a wave of excitement gradually rose, suppressing the fear.

Zhang Muxian picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Have you ever heard of Zhang Liang, a famous minister of the former dynasty?"

Wang Meng's heart moved, and he somehow thought of his dream of "sweeping the world", and said excitedly: "The younger generation has heard that Zhang Liang is a famous minister of the Han Dynasty and was made a marquis. When he was young, Liuhou bribed assassins to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, and after his defeat, he hid in Xiapi, and while walking on the bridge in Yishui, he met an old man. The old man deliberately threw his shoes under the bridge, looked at Liuhou and said, "Boy, go down and get your shoes!"

Liuhou did not know in advance that it was a fraud, and was a little stunned and wanted to beat him, but when he saw that the old man was old, he held back his anger, got off the bridge, and brought up the old man's shoes. So he knelt down and put it on the old man. The old man stretched out his foot, told Liuhou to put on his shoes, and walked away with a smile. Liuhou was surprised.

The old man walked about a mile away, came back, and said to Liuhou, "Young people can be educated! Five days later, you will meet me here in the morning." Liuhou felt even more strange, knelt down again and said, "Yes." Five days later, in the morning, Liuhou went to the agreed place, and the old man said angrily, "You made an agreement with the old man, why did you come later?" and then five days later, in the morning, Liuhou went before dawn, and the old man was there early, and he said angrily, "Why did you come late?" and the agreement of the morning of the five days, Liuhou went in the middle of the night. After a while, the old man also came, and said happily, "It should be like this!" So he took out a book and gave it to Liuhou, and said, "If you go back and read him, you can become the emperor's teacher." ”

Wang Meng heard this passage from a storyteller in the city, he had heard it more than ten times, and he had fantasized countless times about whether he could meet such an old man.

Zhang Muxian nodded and asked, "I fished for gold with a fishing rod, and your companion had murderous intentions, why did you stop him?" After speaking, he looked at Wang Meng with blazing eyes to see how he answered.

Wang Meng was cold all over his body, and said secretly: "Sure enough, if I have the same murderous intentions, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me and the leper to survive at this time." He was very familiar with the matter of staying in the marquis, and subconsciously wanted to say words of respect for the old man, but instinctively felt that it was inappropriate to say that, so he had to say the truest thoughts in his heart: "The younger generation thinks that preventing him from snatching the gold can obtain greater benefits." ”

Zhang Muxian suddenly looked at the young man in front of him, and said secretly: "There can be extraordinary achievements in history, and they all have their own uniqueness, and the current Wang Meng is a piece of jade, although it is not carved, occasionally a trace of it leaks from the cracks, and there is already a scorching light." A person like Wang Meng, armed with rich knowledge and supplemented by extraordinary insight, will inevitably be able to impress Fu Jian and make him rely on him. ”

"Very good, very good, very good!" Zhang Muxian praised three times in a row, and then stretched out his hand and waved, a bookshelf appeared on the east wall, with tens of thousands of books on the shelf, and with a backhand wave on the west wall, a bookshelf also appeared, containing tens of thousands of books.

"On the east wall is the experience of the ancient and modern masters of the art of war, and on the west wall is the strategy of the ancient and modern rulers. Zhang Muxian looked at Wang Meng and said slowly.

"If I sweep the world, can I eat two meals a day?" Wang Meng was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but ask his ideals.

Zhang Muxian nodded with a smile and said, "Of course!"

Wang Meng looked excited, and then scratched his head and said in distress: "But I can't read!"

Zhang Muxian beckoned, "Come here." ”

Wang Meng walked in front of Zhang Muxian, and Zhang Muxian slowly stretched out an index finger and pointed at Wang Meng's forehead.

Wang Meng saw the blue light flashing on Zhang Muxian's index finger, like a ghost fire burning, deep and terrifying, and secretly said in his heart: "He can't be a demon!" He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and let Zhang Muxian hit his forehead.

In an instant, countless characters flew into Wang Meng's mind.

Wang Meng felt a tingling pain in the back of his head, and a stream of information flew into his mind, and the back of his head was sizzling, and he stopped after a while.

"Write down your name!" Zhang Muxian pointed to the pen, ink and paper on the desk.

Wang Meng was sure that there was only one light of tea on the coffee table just now, and he secretly said that he was surprised. He turned around and naturally began to grind the ink, and when the ink was rich, he picked up the pen and wrote the word "Wang Meng" on the rice paper.

Zhang Muxian looked at the majestic pen power, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he injected knowledge into Wang Meng's mind, which could only make Wang Meng literate and able to write, and write such a powerful word was due to his heart.

"If you have a tiger in your heart, you will be able to devour the world!" Zhang Muxian spat out proverbs, and he had already used the avenue of cause and effect.

Wang Meng didn't speak, kneeling down and kowtowing to Zhang Muxian repeatedly.