The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

As the first high-achieving student in the history of Baishuizhai to be admitted to 985 colleges, I did not live up to my grandfather's ardent expectations, nor did I disappoint my parents and fellow villagers who cared about me.

During my four-year study career, I not only learned my chosen computer science major very thoroughly, but even took martial arts in my spare time.

Sanda, routines, gambo, nunchucks, everything is well learned.

Since I entered college, every summer vacation, my grandfather began to deliberately teach me some blessing spells, saying that he wanted to lay a good foundation for me in the future.

Usually at home during holidays, I will also learn traditional martial arts routines from some villagers who know kung fu.

Although it is said that I only started to learn martial arts routines at my age, it is indeed a little too late.

In addition, I am not a tall person, so I can learn so-so, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, but it is of considerable help to strengthen the body.

In the past four years, I followed my grandfather to learn the Qi Hope Technique in Zhu Youshu, which was the housekeeping skill of the three elders of the Wang family.

After that, I learned some witch doctor knowledge from my grandfather, although I was not proficient in it, but I could also call it a master of others.

In fact, witchcraft is the origin of traditional Chinese medicine, so I indirectly learned a lot of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge from my grandfather, including pharmacological argumentation and syndrome differentiation treatment.

In addition, Zhou Yi gossip and face-to-face fortune-telling skills, my grandfather also taught me.

The wild knowledge opened my eyes, and I was like a child who had opened the door of God, enjoying the joy and sense of accomplishment that the secret art had brought me.

In the past few years, my uncle has often taken time to come back to visit us, and every time he comes back, he will bring a considerable amount of money to fund my tuition and living expenses.

Although he is not my father, I am very grateful for what he has done for me far beyond what a father should do.

However, I grew up living a poor life with my grandparents, so I didn't have much interest in these things outside my body.

Every time I go to school, I only bring some living expenses that are enough for me to spend, and I never extravagant, although I have the solid backing of my uncle, I have the capital to extravagant and profligate.

I remember when I was in college, a history teacher surnamed Wu said something like this, he said: "A gentleman loves money, and he takes it in the right way, and if he is good, he will help the world, and if he is poor, he will be good to himself." ”

This sentence has always been regarded as a wise saying, and it has become a philosophy that I have never overcome.

Speaking of this history teacher, he also seems to have some weirdness.

The first is his surname, and the second is his origin.

When he taught us for the first time, I had a faint feeling that he had a trace of the temperament of a cultivator, but since I had only been practicing the Qi Technique for a short time, I was not prepared to capture more information.

But this happens to a university professor, which is obviously unusual.

Curious, I went to the school archives to check his origins.

The result is a very shocking fact.

He is actually from Xiangxi, and his surname is Wu!

In other words, he is very likely to be the descendant of the Wu family among the four major families in Xiangxi.

It may even be a relative of Uncle Wu Mingming!

But as time went on, he didn't show anything extraordinary, so I gradually forgot about it.

Until the eve of graduation, when everyone was busy with their graduation thesis, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and planned to write a thesis related to the development history of Xiangxi.

However, since I am not a history student, and I have not spent much time at home over the years, it is still quite difficult to write a qualified Xiangxi theory.

Fortunately, I found out that Professor Wu is from Xiangxi, and as a professor of history, I believe he must have a different view of Xiangxi's past, right?

Why not ask him for advice?

After making up my mind, I deliberately found a weekend to visit Professor Wu's house.

His family lives in a newly built staff building southwest of the school, not particularly far from my dormitory.

In fact, it is said to be a staff building, but it is not much different from a villa.

So much so that walking in this green community, I have to sigh that the treatment of teachers is really good now.

Knock knock.

I plucked up the courage to knock on the door of Professor Wu's house.

He didn't have to wait long before the door of his house creaked open.

The person who opened the door was none other than Professor Wu.

Today, he still wears a black suit and a blue tie, and even the outline of his muscles can be faintly seen under the white shirt, obviously as a history professor, but his usual amount of exercise is comparable to that of a physical education teacher.

With well-rounded short hair and gold-rimmed glasses, the overall outfit gives people a sense of being old-fashioned.

I may have felt a little strange when I suddenly visited his house, so when I opened the door, he looked at me with a slightly stunned look.

I smiled at him and said aloud, "Professor Wu, I have a few academic questions I would like to ask you, I wonder if I can disturb you for a few minutes?" ”

Professor Wu nodded casually and responded softly: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a computer science student, it seems to be called Bai Yiyang, right?" ”

"The first time I gave you a lesson, you watched me from the audience for a long time, hahaha."

It turned out that last time I looked at him in the classroom, I was actually noticed by him.

It's embarrassing.

If you don't know, you probably think I have something unsavory about him, Khan!

At the moment, he replied weakly: "Professor, I was completely infected by your demeanor last time, so I took a few more looks, but don't mind?" ”

"Of course, how can I mind with my students, come, come into the house and talk!"

Professor Wu said as he let me into the room.

After entering, he looked around his room for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He is worthy of being a history professor, and even the decoration of the room is extremely stylish.

As far as the eye can see, the furniture in the house is almost all mahogany.

Even the floor is a relatively high-grade strength plank, so that there is not even a sound when you walk on it.

The dining table in the main hall is made of two-meter-long curved willow wood, which is very smooth and cold.

Not to mention how strong this wood is, just from the outside, it is already very pleasing to the eye.

But there is one thing that makes me very puzzled, the location of the main hall of his house, there is a tablet, black and black.

Looking at the material, it is very likely to be made of gloomy wood.