So Zhou Xun held a lantern in one hand and a soft ladder in the other, and stepped on the ladder woven with his legs, and slowly went down.

The lantern is yellow, but after a long time, the color has faded. It is now a little white, and the light yellow light shines on the well wall.

The well walls have no moss or aquatic plants. Obviously, they were also dry wells before, without any water at all. The dry well walls feel very rough.

"Strange, even a dry well in this well shouldn't be so dry? It's too clean and there's no water vapor at all! Logically speaking, such darker places are usually a little wet, and a little water vapor gathers, so why is it so dry?"

Zhou Xun felt a little upset, and all kinds of undescribable stories were recalling in his mind.

However, he was halfway down, and he hesitated, looked down, and continued to climb down.

The bottom of the well was not too deep, just as he had just guessed.

At this time, the light of the lanterns also shines on the bottom of the well.

Is this texture sand on the feet?

When I looked down, I saw that it was full of yellow sand.

Looking around, there was nothing except an iron chain on the well wall.

Zhou Xun walked up to take a look.

A small silver-white fish was lying on the sand and dyingly, with thin iron chains piercing through its gills, wearing it and locking it at the bottom of the well.

Zhou Xun looked at the silver-white fish with a close look.

The fish is silver-white all over and has a very short beard, but it is the size of a palm. It is a little longer than Zhou Xun's right palm.

This may be a special loach.

Strangely, there is no water here, and the fish is slightly ups and downs, and it doesn't look like it's thirsty.

"Isn't this my father brought back from the Dragon Palace? A little fish?"

Zhou Xun thought in his heart.

He didn't plan to reach out, but who knows if this fish has become a zombie fish?

After looking at it for a while, the fish did not change much. It still opened its lips slightly, looking half dead.

"This fish is very strange. I'd better go back and ask my father what he said. This is right next to the ancestral hall. This time he can't shirk it anymore and say he doesn't know."

The candles in the lanterns are just a small part of the matter, and now they have melted half.

Seeing that it was not too short, Zhou Xun quickly grabbed the soft ladder and climbed up.

After a while, someone will find out that he is not here, and it will be difficult to explain.

He slowly climbed up with a lantern, accidentally dropped the fire stick, landed at the bottom of the well, making a little noise.

Behind the wilted silver fish quietly opened its eyes...

After coming up, the candles in the lantern melted away. The small piece of candle that I had used to throw away was finally over.

Zhou Xun pulled out the wellbore, landed it on the ground, patted his body, and turned his head to pat the back.

"You can't get this dress dirty. Oh, where is my fire note?"

There is fluff in his fire fold, which is stained with special grease. It will ignite with a gentle wipe. It can be put back after it is finished. It is designed ingeniously and cannot be easily destroyed.

Zhou Xun likes this gadget very much. Usually, a few kids make fire outside, grill sweet potatoes and potatoes, and use a slingshot to bake birds and eat them. Not to mention that it is so delicious.

"Oh no, this is falling. It must be in the well. I have to go down again when I look back."

At this time, Zhou Xun had no time to go down again, and he vaguely heard someone calling him.

He quickly ran into the warehouse, put the lantern back to its original place, ran to the ancestral hall, took out a piece of incense, and lit it with the candlelight in the main house of the ancestral hall.

Then, for the sake of reality, Zhou Xun leaned over again, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard, making the cigarette curl up, filling the ancestral hall.

"Ahem, that's about it!"

Unpredictably choked the smoke twice. Zhou Xun saw the incense head burning with satisfaction, and it seemed that it had been burning for a while.

Then, insert it on the large incense burner and make it look like you worship your ancestors.

Soon, footsteps came from outside.

A servant ran over and was overjoyed when he saw Zhou Xun.

"Young Master, hurry up, Master is here, are you waiting for you?"

Zhou Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the visitor.

This person is his servant whom he usually calls. The servant who follows him is named Liu San. Three generations of his family are in the Zhou family. He is a typical family child. His grandfather originally signed a slave to sell his body contract.

"Which master?"

Liu San replied.

"It is Xun or Master Xun who teaches the meaning of the scriptures!"

The Zhou family has a very prosperous literary style. Some of their ancestors also passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. By the time of Zhou Gui, they had a great reputation and had long been regarded as a local scholarly family. In addition, Zhou Gui has always had a wide range of friends and found many teachers for his son.

Some teach poetry, some teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and some teach the Four Books and Five Classics...

Anyway, as long as the literati’s things are touched, Zhou Xun will basically learn them.

According to Zhou Gui's words, it is "I don't ask you to be proficient in everything. At least others are talking about this, and you cannot know nothing and lose the face of my Zhou family!"

However, those teachers taught some basic things. After all, nine-year-old children are still nurturing interest and cannot be taken seriously as this. The imperial examination is the most important thing.

As for practicing martial arts... This is a teacher that Zhou Xun himself pestered Zhou Gui to go to the mountains to practice Taoism, but he had no choice but to ask for it.

He was originally a veteran in the army. He had been a sergeant and had achieved success in practicing martial arts. He could raise a thousand-pound stone mill with both hands, and waved half a stick of incense as a weapon.

Of course, he taught Zhou Xun to practice martial arts, but he was just a deputy, and the head position was still a trainer and a nurse.

These days, I am still uneasy. I can’t sleep without thirty or fifty servants at home.

Xun or Master Xun, who teaches the meaning of the scriptures, are different. He has a deep study of the meaning of the scriptures, and he is also a juren. If it weren't for Zhou Gui's friendship, he would not have been able to work to give lectures to a young man and a half.

Master Xun is old and fifty years old. His best life is to study the classics. He is considered an old scholar. He usually likes to be stern, and Zhou Xun is most afraid of him getting angry.

Listening to Master Xun coming, Zhou Xun quickly trotted and went to the main hall.

"Young Master, be careful, Master is going to ask questions!"

When Zhou Xun arrived at the main hall where the guests were meeting, Zhou Gui was already having tea with Xun Or. The two talked and would chant two wrong poems from time to time...

Zhou Xun came out of the door panting and tidied up his appearance first to avoid being disrespectful to his teacher. This is an incredible crime.

Then, he held his head and chest up, and stepped into the hall with big steps.

"Disciple Zhou Xun pays homage to Master!"

When you start, you bow deeply. This teacher of Sutra is different from other things. It is not a miscellaneous study, but a serious imperial examination subject. Naturally, Master Xun's status is second only to his enlightenment teacher, and he deserves this great gift.
Chapter completed!