It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

From that day on, Shangqing Temple would hear different roars every day.

“Four hundred plus four hundred equals eight hundred, how come eight hundred plus eight hundred equals sixteen hundred!

Isn’t it one thousand six? "

"Soldiers who, deception also.

It's a conspiracy, not a ghost!

What does it have to do with ghosts?

Do you think our military strategists are great at dancing? "

"What I'm teaching you is water fighting, water fighting!

Why are you dancing like a god? "

Chu Xuan listened to the angry roars coming from the classroom.

It feels like seeing parents helping primary school students with their homework on short video platforms.

Feel comfortable.

These guys are just too idle.

When I had nothing to do, I played chess and competed in martial arts, and even started to go shopping in Goulan.

Now find something for them to do and see if they have anything else in mind.

. . .

the second year.

The results of the competition are finally out.

Under Chu Xuan's examination and judgment, Wu Zixu was given the important task of cleaning toilets.

Surprisingly, the second to last person responsible for cleaning the kitchen was Mo Zhai.

Even though Confucius was deliberately lowered by Chu Xuan due to his rich teaching experience, he still won the first place with an overwhelming advantage.

"Hmph, how can a firefly compete with the bright moon?"

Putting down these offensive words, Confucius left the classroom with his head held high.

Only Sun Wu and the others were left there, looking at each other.

Wu Zixu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Fu Ru, hum!

Master Chu, next time you change the content of the competition, we will definitely beat him! "

In the following time, the days returned to normal.

Sweep the floor when it's time to sweep, sweep the toilet when it's time to sweep the toilet.

His clones are also increasing at a rate of one per week.

Among them were three more people that Chu Xuan cared about more.

The first one is to lay a strong foundation for the Qin State. Shang Yang is a famous representative of Legalism in history.

[Clone name: Gongsun Yang (Shang Yang)]

[Race: Human Race]

【Birthplace: Weiguo】

【Age: 0】

[Mastering Skills: None]

[Vitality value: 0]

[Clone data:]

[Physique: High]

[Talent: High]

[Comprehension: communicating with the gods]

The second one is Zhang Yi, the most outstanding strategist during the Warring States Period.

[Clone’s name: Zhang Yi]

[Race: Human Race]

[Birthplace: Wei State]

【Age: 0】

[Mastering Skills: None]

[Innate skill: eloquent tongue]

[Vitality value: 0]

[Clone data:]

[Physique: Normal]

[Talent: High]

[Comprehension: communicating with the gods]

As for the last one.

[Clone’s name: Sun Bin]

[Race: Human Race]

【Birthplace: Qi】

【Age: 0】

[Mastering Skills: None]

[Vitality value: 0]

[Clone data:]

[Physique: High]

[Talent: extremely high]

[Comprehension: extremely high]

. . .

Fifteen years later.

The two teenagers supported each other and trudged hard on the rugged mountain road.

Neither of these two people have strong Qi and blood.

Physical fitness is also average.

After a long journey to get here and marching for dozens of miles in the mountains, it is inevitable to feel a little tired.

But none of them gave up. They encouraged each other and worked hard to climb up the mountain.

Finally, after climbing over a towering mountain, an inconspicuous temple-like building appeared in front of them.

The two teenagers were immediately overjoyed and rushed there with all their strength regardless of their physical fatigue.

When I came to the door of the temple, I saw a plaque above the door.

There are three big characters written on it - Shangqingguan.

Inside the gate, a middle-aged man in plain clothes was sweeping the yard.

Feeling them approaching, the man stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and spoke gently.

"Are the two little friends lost in the mountains?"

"No, senior."

One of them tried his best to adjust his breathing and said excitedly.

"My name is Su Qin, and the one who came with me is Zhang Yi.

The two of us heard rumors from the outside that a great sage of the time lived in seclusion here and came here to visit. "

"A great sage in this world?"

The man was stunned, thought for a moment and said.

"There are many great sages here, which one are you looking for?"

The young man became even more excited when he heard this, and even stuttered a little when he spoke.

"The two of us are here to visit Mr. Guiguzi."

"what?"

The man sweeping the floor looked inside the door doubtfully.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't remember that there was a person like Gui Guzi in Shangqing Temple.

"Guiguzi?

You two couldn't have made a mistake. "

"what?"

The eyes of the teenagers became a little panicked.

“But we asked the villagers and they said this is the Ghost Valley.

Mr. Guiguzi also lives here in seclusion, how could he be wrong? "

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a loud shout came from the temple.

"Confucius, the ten years have come, let's compete again!"