Jin Changsheng has served as the head of Jinjia Village for more than 40 years, and he is the most prestigious person in the village.

Generally speaking, except for the decennial immortal selection and the annual village sacrifice, which needs to be presided over by him personally, he usually doesn't show up at all. However, the old man, who was nearly seventy years old, suddenly came to Jin Laoshi's house with two strong retinues. At noon on the second day when Sanwazi took over the token of the head of the family passed down by Song Fuzi and officially became the head of the 'Purple Gate'.

The village chief's sudden visit really made Jin Laoshi's family panic. Jin Laoshi and his wife hurriedly respectfully invited the old man to sit down in the hall. Jin Ming also served tea and water with a happy face under the hint of his mother's eyes, and was very busy before and after.

After all the rituals were in place, Jin Laoshi rubbed his hands and asked anxiously, "The village chief suddenly arrived, do you know what is going on?"

"Honestly, I'm here mainly to announce a decision, but also to confirm something. After the old god tasted a sip of fragrant tea on the ground, the village chief Jin Changsheng slowly expressed his intention.

"What? Master Song suddenly left a message saying goodbye? Aren't the children in the village having no books to read?"

"Yes, I see that there is still half a year for the kung fu immortals to choose an apprentice. At this moment, children need to seize the time to learn literacy. ”

"In that case, the village chief should have prepared early. I heard that the old masters in the nearby towns who have some skills have already had owners. Even if I go now, I will definitely delay a lot of time. ”

After listening to the words of the village chief, Jin Laoshi and his wife immediately panicked. And Jin Ming was even more anxious.

Their own family knows their own affairs, Jin Laoshi and his wife are illiterate at all, only Jin Ming and Sanwazi usually go to Song Fuzi to study. However, the two brothers of the Jin family, in addition to Jinquan, won the true biography of Master Song. Jin Ming hadn't studied hard for a day at all, so he barely had any ink in his stomach except for his physique, which was slightly stronger than the average child.

Song Fuzi suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye, if it was changed to usual, they didn't care, the hunter didn't want knowledge. But now it's different, if you want to cultivate immortals, you must at least be literate, because the practice of cultivating immortals is all written in obscure ancient texts, and if you don't have a solid literary foundation, you can't experience it carefully, and it's very difficult to even recognize all the words.

Fortunately, there is an old master with profound knowledge in Jinjia Village, and the school-age children in the village have secretly decided to go to Master Song to study hard after learning about the immortals yesterday, and the arrogant Jin Ming is naturally no exception. He is confident that if he works hard in the next six months, he will definitely be able to make up for the knowledge he left behind in his previous laziness. Even if you don't have a good time, you can recognize all the ancient characters first, so that you can save yourself some more time to practice well. But who knew that today's village chief has brought such an unacceptable fact.

"What's the panic! Master Song had already left a perfect plan before leaving. And the old man is here for this reason today. The old village chief frowned, glared at everyone, and let out a low sigh of confidence. Then he threw out a question that stunned Jin's family. "By the way, when will he come back?"

"Golden ...... Who is Jin Quan?" and the couple didn't react for a while.

"Dad, mother. The village chief is talking about the three children. Jin Ming was stunned for a moment before he understood, and he said with disdain on his face: "His sick man is far worse than a child, and he should still be trying to hurry at this time." ”

"Oh, I see. The village chief nodded.

"Yes, village chief. San'er has been frail since he was a child, and he has to go up the mountain every day to return a long time later than his peers. Jin Laoshi put away the cigarette stick, pondered it carefully, and then said, "If you have something to do, the village chief, why don't you tell us." ”

"Oh, that doesn't have to be. The old man has nothing to do anyway, so he just waits a little longer. The old village chief frowned again, and then calmly sat down again to taste tea.

"This ......"

Looking at this posture, the main purpose of the old village chief today is actually on the three children, and he has to wait for people. This made Jin Laoshi and his wife very embarrassed, and they had no choice but to sit aside with a smile on their faces.

Jin Ming was even more jealous, and in order to find out what was going on, he had to stand aside with a cold face and wait. He really didn't understand how the three babies were useless waste, how could they make the village chief value them so much. However, even if he was unwilling and angry in his heart, he could only endure it. The situation is stronger than people, and in front of the village chief and his parents, he can only accompany the last seat and serve carefully.

After about two cups of tea, the three children who cared about their mentor returned half an hour earlier than usual. But before he could sit down, Jin Laoshi first told the village chief's visit and Song Fuzi's departure.

"Master ......!!!"

This sudden change directly disrupted the heart of the three children, and after looking up to the sky and yelling, he suddenly felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He let go of his hands weakly, and the whole person collapsed to the ground like a soft face. Specially brought back, prepared to pay homage to Song Fuzi, and all the game and herbs were scattered on the ground.

"Why? Why do you want to hide it from your disciple? Master, why is this?" Thinking that Master Song, who had the grace of reinvention for himself and was more in love with father and son, was about to see each other indefinitely, the three children cried out with both fists, and the two lines of hot tears could no longer stop slipping down.

The old village chief nodded secretly, looking at the three children's eyes for a moment with a little less doubt, and a smile of approval couldn't help but appear on his face. This kind of affection from the bottom of his heart can tell the truth from the fake. At that moment, the old village chief no longer hesitated, and immediately ordered everyone to help the three children to their homes, and carefully enlightened and comforted them.

"Quan'er, this is the letter that Master Song placed in front of the old man's case before leaving. If you don't understand something, see for yourself. It wasn't until the third baby finally restrained his emotions that the old village chief patiently told the truth about Song Fuzi's sudden departure. Then, with a complicated expression, he took out two envelopes from his bosom and handed them over.

Both envelopes were unopened. Jin Ming's eyes were quick, and he casually read out the words on it.

'Love Disciple Quan'er Initiation'

'Shi Song Kunzi'

At this point, Jin Laoshi's family understood. It turned out that San'er, the most unpopular sick man in his family, was actually the only personal disciple of Song Fuzi. Moreover, his knowledge has long surpassed that of his teacher Song Fuzi, and Song Fuzi has personally assured him in front of the village chief about this. Today, the village chief came to ask Sanwazi to temporarily replace the master of Jinjia Village according to the meaning of Master Song, and when the village invites a new old scholar, he can restore his free body. That's why Master Song is so calm and free today, and he left without worry.

Sanwazi first quietly verified the special secret mark for the division hidden in the corner of the envelope, and when it was confirmed, he quickly folded Song Fuzi's letterhead with a blank face. The meaning is exactly the same as what the village chief just relayed.

"Quan'er, I don't know what you think of Master Nai's proposal?" asked the old village chief with a smile.

"Since this is the arrangement of the old man, Quan'er should obey it. The three children clasped their fists with both hands and saluted the old village chief, and agreed without hesitation.

Since it is certain that this matter is indeed the last thing arranged for him by his teacher, the filial third child certainly has no reason to refuse the task. He believed that his mentor would never arrange such a meaningless task for him casually, and there must be a deep meaning in it.

A day later, a village-wide meeting was suddenly held in Jinjia Village. Sanwazi used his true skills in public to prove that what Master Song said was true, and he did have the ability to temporarily take the position of Master of Jinjia Village.

In the end, with the unanimous approval of the village elders, the nine-year-old Xiao Xixi officially took office. He will take on the role of master for all the school-age children in the village for at least three months, until a new master comes to take over. From then on, Sanwazi had to go to the village middle school every afternoon to teach all the children. As for the morning, it is still up to him to arrange it freely.