I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 124 Humiliation
Private school?

There is no private school!
Those who master writing are nobles. You want a noble to teach you? No matter how rich you are, it won't work!

Zhang Chen was filled with disappointment when he heard this. Was it possible that he had no chance to learn to read?

Zhang Qingyan looked at Zhang Chen's disappointed face, and raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a beautiful arc: "But you are lucky to meet me today! I can show you a clear way."

"Since you know I'm a civilian, why are you helping me?" Zhang Chen did not accept it rashly, but asked.

"Because I am also an ordinary person." Zhang Qingyan sighed softly: "I don't know why I helped you. I just thought that if I disappear from this world quietly in the future, I hope someone will still remember me and come to my grave to pay tribute to me."

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this. He knew Zhang Qingyan's identity. She was the substitute of the young prince Zhang Xiaohua. She had been living in the Pingbian Palace for all these years and knew countless secrets of the Pingbian Palace. The Pingbian Palace would never let her walk out alive.

Either stay in the Pingbian Palace for the rest of your life, or disappear from the face of the earth.

"There is an old Confucian scholar in the county town, named: Chen Sanliang. Because he once advised the emperor of Great Zhao that 'the kindness of a gentleman will be executed after five generations', and also wrote a letter to report the 'Ten major crimes of King Pingbian', the emperor exiled Chen Sanliang to the north to calm the anger of King Pingbian. In order to show his magnanimity, King Pingbian did not put him to death, but kept him in the north and confined him. Later, he was ignorant of the immensity of the world. After ten years of seclusion, he founded the theory of 'Mind Flow', criticizing the theories of Confucian saints as 'useless learning', which immediately angered the scholars all over the world. Now, not only the nobles in the world cannot tolerate him, but even the scholars cannot tolerate him." Zhang Qingyan turned and left after she finished speaking.

Zhang Chen stood there, watching Zhang Qingyan's departing figure, and sighed: "It's difficult too!"

"I say, since you, a Confucian scholar, are unwilling to teach me literary knowledge, just return my gift money." Zhang Chen walked forward and shouted towards the thatched cottage.

"What are you shouting for? This is not a place for you to act wildly." The door was pushed open, and the man in the rice ear robe was holding Zhang Chen's gift box and threw it out: "Take your things and get out of here quickly, so as not to pollute this place."

The gift box was smashed open, and inside it was empty, with only the gift box but no treasure.

"Where are my silver and jewelry?" Zhang Chen's face darkened.

"Boy, you'd better be sensible. This is the master's place of meditation. Where are your treasures? If you don't know what's good for you, we will just send you to the government office and teach you a lesson, how about that?" The man from Huang Tiandao's voice was full of coldness and mockery.

Zhang Chen looked at the man in front of him with a pair of eyes that contained a hint of coldness. He never expected that even though he, Zhang Chen, had become a god, there were still people who dared to take his things.

"Okay! I remembered it wrong. Where is the treasure? I clearly came here with an empty box." After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left without saying a word. He knew that the man in front of him was a martial arts master. The three punches and two kicks before had already caused the blood vessels in his body to burst and leave hidden injuries, but his skin and flesh were not damaged at all. This clearly showed that he had cultivated hidden strength.

He doesn't want to get into close combat!

Seeing Zhang Chen's dejected back, the man in the Huangliguan Taoist robe smiled coldly, but did not pay too much attention to him. He was just a wealthy businessman, but he was a nobleman!
If you want to crush someone, it's just a matter of moving your fingers.

Zhang Chen walked in the mountains with a hint of coldness in his eyes. No one in this world could embezzle his things!
"I will empty out all the treasures in his thatched cottage!" Zhang Chen walked to the foot of the mountain, opened his Dharma eyes and looked into the mountain, but he saw that the atmosphere in the mountain was ordinary and there was no mystery. It was obvious that all the people in the mountain were ordinary people.

"It turns out that all the knowledge in the world is in the hands of the nobles. No wonder writing is not popularized even in Huangli Temple." Zhang Chen thought to himself.

At this moment, an idea was running through Zhang Chen's mind:

"The top leaders of Huangli Temple must be literate. Could it be that the top leaders of Huangli Temple are also nobles?"

"It must be a noble! Otherwise, even if they dig out some treasures in the ancient tomb of gods and demons, ordinary people don't know how to read, so how can they find a way to crack it?" Zhang Chen's eyes showed a strange look at this time: "This is an era controlled by aristocratic families. Knowledge is in the hands of aristocratic families, and aristocratic families trample on the people of the world."

He thought about future generations. If it weren't for Huang Chao, he was afraid that the same problem would have occurred in his time.

"All nine clans should be exterminated. It would be best if they were all killed completely." Zhang Chen muttered to himself, then summoned the fox spirit.

The vixen looked at Zhang Chen's empty box, a hint of joy in her eyes: "Did you succeed in becoming his disciple?"

Zhang Chen stared at the vixen with his eyes, making her feel frightened: "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Did you deliberately hide this from me? If you want to become my disciple, you must be a noble." Zhang Chen looked at the vixen.

The vixen's voice was full of grievance: "Brother, I am a monster, how would I know the rules of you humans."

As the vixen spoke, she quietly observed Zhang Chen's expression and knew that Zhang Chen had most likely failed in his attempt to become his disciple.

"I will clear out all the valuables in that thatched hut!" Zhang Chen's voice was full of coldness.

"Okay! This is easy. Let's go tonight and leave it to me." The vixen patted her chest and promised, "I promise that even if a rat comes to his house, it will leave in tears."

"I'm going to the county town to look for a man named Chen Sanliang. Go and investigate for me and report to me when you find Chen Sanliang's whereabouts." Zhang Chen said to the vixen.

"What does this person do?" the vixen asked.

Zhang Chen repeated what Zhang Qingyan said, and then the vixen patted Zhang Chen's chest and promised: "Just wait and see, I will have news later."

The vixen went away, and Zhang Chen stood alone in the jungle, looking at the thatched hut in the distance, thinking slowly about what had happened today. Ever since he had experienced Zhang Xiaolan, Zhang Chen would never dare to look down on any woman.

"Zhang Qingyan must know my identity, but why would she still help me? Instead of telling my whereabouts, going to Zhang Xiaohua to collect the reward, and curry favor with Zhang Xiaohua?" Zhang Chen thought to himself.

When he first came to become an apprentice, he did not hide his identity. Zhang Xiaohua lived on the mountain next to him. As Zhang Xiaohua's stand-in, the other party must have been secretly paying attention to his every move. The other party must also know the conflict between him and Zhang Xiaohua.

"King Pingbian is really good at planning. He asked Zhang Qingyan to be his stand-in and asked the two of them to study together under Mr. Wuliu, so as to cultivate their relationship and exchange information. When Zhang Xiaohua returns home in the future, she will be able to take over everything from Zhang Qingyan."

The fog in Zhang Chen's mind gradually dissipated, and a clear clue gradually formed in his mind: "Zhang Xiaohua and I have such a big conflict, and I did not hide my identity from Zhang Shicheng, so after Zhang Shicheng Yangshen goes out, he will definitely tell my affairs. If Zhang Qingyan knows my methods, she is secretly helping me now and creating opportunities for me to grow stronger. If I have the opportunity to kill Zhang Xiaohua, or cause some trouble for Pingbian Palace, she will definitely be happy to see it." No one wants to be a puppet and become someone else's shadow.

"As expected, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. Zhang Qing is stunningly beautiful and looks like a fairy, but who would have thought that she is so deep-minded. No woman should mess with her!"

Zhang Chen muttered to himself, then went into the cave to get the slingshot stand, took out the dragon tendon and tied it up. A slingshot appeared in Zhang Chen's hand.

This is the tendon of a real dragon, not the fake dragon of Zhang Shicheng.

Zhang Chen waited in the cave for half a day. As the sky gradually darkened, the vixen came back excitedly: "I found it."

"So fast?" Zhang Chen was a little surprised.

"After all, Chen Sanliang is also a celebrity in the north." The vixen said proudly.

"There is no time for visiting today. Let's go back first, so that the little kid won't notice anything unusual and come out to work at night." Zhang Chen looked at the sky. The moon had already come out from the sky. The next moment, Zhang Chen flapped his wings and turned into a vampire bat, disappearing among the mountains.

The vampire bat transformed by Zhang Chen was inconspicuous among the mountains, and bats had very few natural enemies, especially in the air, which were almost non-existent.

Apart from eagles, no other animal in the sky would catch bats for food.

The moonlight sprinkled down and landed on the wings of the thirty-six bats that Zhang Chen had transformed into. It was like a sponge that absorbed water, directly absorbing the moonlight and flowing into the crystal cores in the bats' bodies.

Not only did Zhang Chen transform into thirty-six bats, but the crystal core also split into thirty-six pieces, one each in the bodies of the thirty-six bats.

With the nourishment of the moonlight, Zhang Chen seemed to feel no longer tired. Finally, when it was completely dark, he returned to the Taoist temple.

There were too many disciples in the Taoist temple. Apart from practicing martial arts on weekdays, they had almost no other interactions. No one noticed that Zhang Chen had been away for most of the day, except for the little kid.

Zhang Chen appeared in front of the statue, opened his Dharma eyes and looked at the sculpture, but could not see anything unusual, nor any mysterious air flow. It was just an ordinary clay sculpture.

In the temple that Zhang Chen was cleaning, there was only a sculpture of a woman. The sculpture's face was hazy, and one could only see that she had a slender and beautiful figure.

Zhang Chen took a look at the sculpture, then closed his Dharma Eyes, walked out of the hall and headed towards his bedroom.

From a distance, I saw a candle flickering in the yard, and a little kid was walking back and forth in the yard anxiously with a lantern in his hand.

After seeing Zhang Chen's figure, the little kid immediately walked forward unhappily, with a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Zhang Chen, you've been gone all afternoon and didn't wake me up, delaying my practice and causing me to oversleep. You're such a bastard."

"Tell me, what did you do this afternoon? Why did you come back so late?" The little boy looked at Zhang Chen with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Zhang Chen did not answer Xiao Douding's words, but reached out and touched Xiao Douding's head: "Senior sister, are you worried about me? I'm in the Taoist temple, what can happen?"

"I'm afraid you might run away and lose your life." The little boy rolled his eyes in annoyance and warned: "Zhang Chen, if you don't want to stay here, don't think about running away privately. You know the secret of the Taoist temple, and the Taoist temple will never let you go down the mountain alive. Wait until I take power in the future, and then I will let you go down the mountain. This is the safest way."

Xiao Douding's voice was full of worry. She was afraid that Zhang Chen was a fool and would secretly run away because of depression.

"I'm not a fool. There's food and drink in the temple. Who would run away?" Zhang Chen patted the little kid's head, picked him up, and walked into the house: "Go to sleep quickly. Maybe there will be meat to eat when you wake up."

"Really?" The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard that, but he was also worried and said, "Zhang Chen, you stole meat twice in a row. The people in the kitchen must be on high alert and will never give you another chance. You'd better not take risks. If you get caught, your bones will be broken. We'd rather not eat meat. The worst that can happen is that we'll go hungry. It's no big deal."

"I know what's going on." Zhang Chen touched the little kid's head.

After much persuasion, he coaxed the little kid upstairs, and then Zhang Chen started to act like a vixen again: "Be gentle this time, don't hurt him."

But Zhang Chen knew that this vixen would not hold back when she attacked.

The vixen said angrily, "I'm doing this for you. If I don't knock him out and let him sleep until dawn, what if he breaks in to search while you're eating? How will you explain it?"

What the vixen said made a lot of sense, and Zhang Chen had no reason to refute it, so he could only let the vixen go.

Not long after, the vixen came back excitedly, and this time she brought a stewed pig's head. The rich aroma spread in the air.

"I returned just in time. The Taoist priest in the kitchen was cooking in secret and I happened to run into them. I knocked them out one by one with a stick. That was enough time for them to sleep until dawn. This pig head meat is enough for you to eat for several days." The vixen said with a burning gaze.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen took the pig's head, then subdued the fox spirit, took a stick and poked the roof upstairs. The next moment, he heard a series of footsteps, and then saw Cheng Yu running down barefoot, and saw the steaming pig's head at a glance.

"Zhang Chen! How did you do it?" After seeing the pig's head, Cheng Yu immediately closed the door, ran in excitedly, and tore the pig's face apart and stuffed it into his mouth.

This girl has no manners when eating.

"Just eat it!" Zhang Chen retorted unhappily, then tore off the pig's ear and started chewing it without any manners.

The two of them ate with gusto. This time they finished the battle in an hour and there was still half a pig's head left.

"Hide it and eat it at noon tomorrow." Zhang Chen sent the fox spirit to carry the pig's head and hide it outside the Taoist temple.

(End of this chapter)