Global Throwback: Opening Throwback Zhang Sanfeng

Outside the classroom, Immortal Changmei pushed a wheelchair past.

Principal Sun Yuanpei sat in a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his legs.

"The principal is outside."

I don't know who reminded me, all the students in the classroom sat up straight, staring at the blackboard intently, as if they were serious about class.

The young teacher also subconsciously straightened his back, turned around and smiled at the two elderly people outside, then turned around and said solemnly, "Let's continue the lecture."

After a while, when the two old men left, the students started whispering again.

"Principal Sun looks much better."

"It's because of the big victory. People feel refreshed on happy occasions."

"Teacher Changmei is also here."

"Don't talk nonsense, use your honorific title, that lord is now Wenhuang Haotian, in charge of the Heavenly Court's Department of Plague."

"No matter who he is, I have taken his class, and he is my teacher."

"I really know how to put gold on my face."

"Don't talk about these things. I will go to the Red Romance Party on the first seven days of tomorrow. All my brothers will come."

Hearing these words, the face of the young professor on the podium turned black, and the young people nowadays will not stop even after they die.

outside.

In the lively campus.

Wenhuang with long eyebrows pushed Principal Sun and walked slowly. The students he met just nodded from a distance, and did not come to disturb the two old people.

"Old Sun, how long is it?" Long-browed Wenhuang suddenly asked.

Sun Yuanpei shook his head, "I don't know. I thought that after the big victory, I would have no worries, and I should let go of my worry. What I didn't expect is that the more I live, the more energetic I am these few days."

Wenhuang with long eyebrows said, "You still can't let go of these students."

Sun Yuanpei smiled, "Let it go, let it go, at Kyoto University, one-third of the teachers and students were killed on the front line, and almost everyone who came back was wounded."

The old man looked at the teachers and students coming and going, living people and ghosts together, going to and from get out of class, working, teaching, these dead teachers and students, as if they were still alive.

"Fortunately, the underworld has issued a new regulation, allowing the dead who died on the battlefield to have a three-year vacation to walk in the world."

Wenhuang with long eyebrows said, "I heard it was the order of that person."

Sun Yuanpei hummed, "That kid's identity is complicated now, he is both the Son of Heaven and the Grand Duke. I heard that the Temple of the God of War has already allowed him to enter the temple. The fourth-rank God of War, it sounds awkward."

Wenhuang with long eyebrows remained silent, not because he didn't know how to answer, but because he didn't dare.

Sun Yuanpei was barefoot and was not afraid of wearing shoes. He dared to call Li Xiang a boy, but he, a man in heaven, would not dare.

While the two were talking, a student couple was arguing under the willow tree by the lake in front of them.

"Liang Zhichao, let's break up!"

"Qianqian, don't do this, didn't you agree to get married?"

"I can't get married. I've become a ghost. Will your family agree with you marrying a ghost bride?"

"I'll convince my parents."

"Be realistic, your life is still very long, don't be delayed by me. For the past three years, I will go home to stay with my mother. When the time comes, I will go to reincarnate. If God opens his eyes, I will still be you in the next life." girlfriend."

The female ghost student covered her mouth and ran away crying.

Sun Yuanpei turned his head and looked at the long-browed Wenhuang who was helping him push the wheelchair.

"Don't look at me, this kind of matter is under Yuelao's care." Changmei Wenhuang said, "But Yuelao is also a priest of the heavenly court, and the grandpa has not yet appointed him."

Sun Yuanpei smiled faintly, "There's no rush, take your time, take your time, it's all trivial matters."

The old man looked at the bustling campus.

Under the shade of lush trees, students walk by holding books. In the classroom, teachers and students are in class. On the playground, someone is sweating. In the library, an old ceiling fan is slowly turning, blowing the pages of books on the table. Flip, rattle.

This is the campus he is familiar with, and it is also the atmosphere of the world he is familiar with.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning against the willow tree by the lake, and fell asleep with a smile on his face, without breathing.

Su Jinnian, who had just arrived, was stunned when he saw this scene, and the experiment report in his hand fell to the ground.

I saw the words on the cover:

The first phase of the Creation Project—creation of gods.

top secret.

A cloudy air blew past, and the figure of Judge Cui appeared next to the wheelchair, handing over a token engraved with ghost patterns with both hands, with four words engraved on it: Kyoto City God.

Judge Cui said respectfully: "Mr. Sun, Lord Yama is here to invite you."

at this time.

Above the sky, the sun shines.

The huge Nantian Gate floated above the clouds.

A beam of light projected in the unnamed lake of Kyoto University.

A majestic voice sounded.

"The Grand Duke has ordered that the Lord of the Plague Department, the long-browed Plague Huang Haotian Emperor return to his throne!"

"Your servant, take the decree."

Wenhuang with long eyebrows walked into the beam of light without looking back, but said softly, "Let's go."

Say goodbye from now on, I am a fairy in the sky, and you are a god among ghosts.

Tongzhou, Yangcheng, and Jiaheyuan Community.

"Sister Xu, are you back?"

Old man Zhang poked his head out, holding a super-sized space cup, and asked happily.

Xu Xiulian smiled and said, "I'm back, I bought pork knuckles, and I'll send you some when it's marinated."

"That's a good relationship." Old man Zhang smiled brightly, showing his few remaining teeth.

After Xu Xiulian entered Tongzilou, the owner of the tricycle food stall outside came over and asked, "Old Zhang, is there anything wrong?"

Old man Zhang grinned and said, "What's the matter? Inside and outside of this community, apart from the deacons of your God of War Temple, there are dozens of ghost kings. Even if the monster army comes, they won't get any benefit."

The stall owner said with a straight face, "Don't be careless. There is news from above that the man is about to enter the Temple of War God. As his only relative, Ms. Xu can't make any mistakes."

Old man Zhang was not surprised either. With Li Xiang's strength and contributions, not to mention entering the Temple of War God, even if Zhou God of War gave up the top spot, Li Xiang could sit still.

Of course, this kind of thinking can only be kept in the heart, and it is impossible for the deacon of the Temple of War to know.

Old man Zhang suddenly said: "When the heavenly court is rebuilt, I'm afraid the security team in my community will add a few more heavenly gods?"

The stall owner was taken aback and nodded.

Old man Zhang put down the plastic cup, "As the security captain, those immortals will not give me the elixir as a snack?"

As the security guard of Li Xiang's community, old man Zhang is very inflated.

Just as he was fantasizing happily, a flame fell on the gate of the community, startling the two of them.

Xiao Kun made a silent gesture, ignored the horror of the two, and walked into the community.

Xu Xiulian went back to the house, heated up the iron pan, and pressed the pig's trotters on it. The pig's skin was heated and curled, giving off a slightly burnt smell.

dong dong dong.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xu Xiulian yelled "Come here", put down her trotters, wiped her hands on the apron, and went to open the door.

In front of me is a stranger.

Xiao Kun stood at the door, bowed and said: "Xiao Kun, Huode Xingjun, I have met Mrs. Xu."

Xu Xiulian froze in place.

Xiao Kun continued, "Grandpa has rebuilt the Heavenly Court, I was ordered to come to bring a message, he is all well, and will return to Yangcheng soon, Madam Xu, please don't read."

Xu Xiulian couldn't understand the other party's words, and nervously wiped her hands on the apron, "Well, come in and sit down first."

Xiao Kun shook his head, "The little god has to go to the Heavenly Court to return to his life, so he won't disturb Mrs. Xu's tranquility."

Then he turned around and walked downstairs.

Xu Xiulian looked bewildered, closed the door, came to the window, and watched this strange man who called himself Huode Xingjun walk out of the community.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light descended from the sky, covering the man.

Xu Xiulian looked up and saw a huge gate of heaven on the other side of the beam of light, and only heard a majestic voice:

"The Taigong has an order, the Ministry of Fire is righteous, Lord Huode Xing will return to his throne immediately!"

at the same time.

On the top of Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, Canglan, the god of Huashan Mountain, walked into the beam of light.

In the White Crane Immortal Palace, the White Crane Immortal walked into the beam of light, and behind him thousands of disciples knelt down and worshiped.

In Qinghe Mansion, Cui Chengwang walked into the beam of light, and everyone in the Cui family wept with joy.

On the land of Kyushu, every city, every fortress, has beams of light cast down.

Under the witness of countless people, one hundred and eight priests flew into the gate of heaven.

People know that a new era has come.