Popularizing science is the strength of expatriates. Everyone has a science popularization project in their pre-deployment training courses. As for popular science textbooks, they are basically taken from popular science books of the old time and space. Most of them were compiled in the 1950s and 1960s. Researchers at the Grand Library believe that the level of popular science in that era was limited compared to the level of the people of the Ming Dynasty. , should be the most applicable. As for "One Hundred Thousand Whys" and the like, only readers at the primary school level can understand it.
He immediately started talking about why it rains, talked about the evaporation of water, the formation of clouds, the condensation of water, then talked about the positive and negative charges in clouds, and finally talked about the formation of lightning.
This rhetoric is easy to understand, which makes Zhuang Yongling and others who have never been exposed to natural sciences fascinated. Rain, thunder, and clouds in the sky are the most common things in daily life. Few people usually think of "Why does this happen?" "Like this", when young people are eager for knowledge, these principles cannot be found in books. There is a folk saying that thunder is the male and lightning is the female, but scholars generally do not believe this theory.
This was the first time they heard Zhang Yingchen's statement, and they found it very novel, although there were many things they couldn't understand or even doubt.
As soon as he finished, Zhuang Yongling and others quickly asked many questions: Why does water evaporate? How can matter change form? Where does the "charge" in the cloud come from?
Min Zhanlian thought to himself, what a good guy, this time he has gone deep into the microscopic world, which is worthy of being a future Jinshi. Fortunately, the researchers discussed how to answer similar questions and finally decided to quote some ancient Chinese scholarship, especially the Mohist theory. Of course, there is controversy in the academic circles as to whether Mozi's so-called "end" is atomism. Researchers at the Grand Library just borrowed it for "localization".
After all, this theory is too profound, and it is really difficult to understand for children who are only in their teens and have only been exposed to the "Thirteen Classics".
But it can be seen that this theory has opened their eyes. Zhuang Yongling's face is full of excitement: "A real talent!" He said with an expression of admiration, "It's a blessing for a real person to be in our village! The students want to work day and night. Ask real people for advice.”
"Why not?" Zhang Yingchen thought that it would be better if he "poisoned" you. Poisoning your father and uncle is difficult, but poisoning you is quite confident. He agreed with a smile on his face.
Zhang Yingchen took out another popular science booklet from his arms. This was a newly compiled "Little Knowledge of Objects" recently sent to the Great Library by Qiweizhan in Linqing. Most of it was about astronomy, physics, chemistry, biology, and geography. Little knowledge. It is useful for distributing books as a kind of popular science enlightenment.
A batch was recently printed in Hangzhou.
"This is a rare book from overseas. You should keep it carefully and read it."
"Thank you, Master!" As soon as Zhuang Yongling took it, the three teenagers couldn't wait to get together and look at it.
In the farmhouse outside Yizhou City, all the main local leaders of the Nanwuliang Sect gathered together - everyone had a look of sadness on their faces, or rather an expression of impending disaster. They were like fairies descending to the earth when they first came to Yizhou. The guardian of the sub-altar has disappeared. It is said that she has been taken back to the main altar in Jinan for disposal because she "lost her chance": you can imagine what will happen to her when she arrives in Jinan.
The several direct-controlled incense masters of the Yizhou branch who cooperated with her actions were still in the crowd, and they all looked frightened. Others don't want to get too close to them.
The middle-aged man who once received Min Zhanlian with extraordinary magnanimity was still trying to keep his composure and said with a sneer: "What does his little Taoism mean? Not to mention the leader, even the little finger of the four guardians strangled him to death. "
Everyone was silent - whatever abilities the leader and protector had, it had little to do with them at the moment. When something goes wrong, the key is to find out how to deal with it. This Taoist Zhang is so powerful, what if he refuses to give up and comes knocking on his door? They had already heard about Zhang Yingchen's "Thunder Bathing" spell, and they thought that if anything happened, he would use the Five Thunder Technique to strike down with a thunder. They didn't have semi-immortal bodies, so they would immediately turn into charcoal.
"Everyone, don't mess up!" The middle-aged man kept cheering everyone up. "He is alone, so what if he is really a semi-immortal? What's more, he must be an evil heretic with some magic to bluff people."
He pointed at an incense owner: "Isn't the incense owner of Dadianzhuang one of your subordinates? Why didn't he come? How many other incense masters are there?"
The other party said with a sad face: "Report to the superior: Dadianzhuang, as well as the owner of the incense in the dealer's house, Si Xiang, are black! They have joined the heretics! They have sold all our people inside. The dealer now sells the Dadianzhuang and the house. They were all cleaned up, and except for a few who would rather die than be evil, they all now became Taoist Zhang's subordinates..."
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?!" The middle-aged man was furious.
"The villain just found out about it." The incense owner was trembling with fear.
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Forget it! Hurry up and pass my order to the few people who ran out: Ask them to try to figure out the movements of the heretics!"
"Yes, yes, I will do it now!"
"Where are Min Zhanlian and his men now?"
"Reporting to the chief, they packed their bags and left for Linqing early this morning..." The shopkeeper of Wang's old shop is also a "Sixiang", "The younger one advised them not to leave, but they didn't listen."
"So you let them go?" The altar owner's expression suddenly became very gloomy.
"Yes, yes, the villain can't stop it." Shopkeeper Wang was frightened, "But the villain gave their horses medicine... If they didn't use the antidote at noon, the horses would collapse in the afternoon... "
"Haha, okay!" The altar owner's eyebrows suddenly widened, "Well done!" He turned around and ordered: "Immediately pass the letter to all the altars along the way and try to cut off their food. Send someone to 'persuade' them. You want to run away before you get the money? No way!" The altar owner sneered, "I think they can run away!"
The meeting is over. The altar owner paced back to the back room.
In the back room, sitting on the Kang against the wall, was the guardian messenger who everyone thought was going back to the main altar.
The girl in red is no longer wearing red, but is wearing green cloth, just like an ordinary farm girl. He looked pale and restless.
"Sou Hún Jian ran away, he moved really fast." The altar leader sighed, "I'm afraid we are in big trouble."
The guardian frowned: "You are in big trouble. Didn't you propose to kill that Taoist priest?"
"Huh huh, don't act like you're okay. Sou Hún Jian ran away, and you have nothing to do here anymore. Why don't you go back to Jinan Mansion?" The altar owner sneered, "We are grasshoppers on the same rope. Stop telling each other apart!”
The messenger's face turned green and white, just as the altar leader said: She did not dare to return to the main altar. Now she has lost: she must try to win back some of her original rights before she can go back and face the leader and protector of the main altar. "What do you say?" What to do?" Her tone had slowed down.
"The only way is to kill Taoist Zhang..."
"Kill him?" the girl lost her voice. "He didn't even die when dozens of thunderbolts hit him. How did we kill him?"
"Since he doesn't want to be eliminated by thunder, he will be eliminated by force." The altar leader said harshly, "I don't believe it. He has the ability to be invulnerable?"
The spell of invulnerability was very popular at the time, but everyone within their sect knew that it could only be regarded as a "color" and should not be taken seriously.
The messenger pondered for a moment. Although she had no bottom in her heart, she still wanted to take a gamble.
If this Taoist priest could be killed or seriously injured, at least he would be able to give an explanation to his superiors.
"Okay! He is nothing more than some evil heretic. Let's prepare some filth to break him!" She nodded.
"Well, I'll have to trouble you to teach you about this. The Hún sword is unreliable. In terms of martial arts, yours is the best here." The middle-aged man said, "Of course, I will send out all the local masters to help you. "He said harshly, "At worst, we'll all swarm him. I'll see how many five thunder spells he can cast!"
"Sou Hún Jian wants to force him to come back to help." The girl said, "His men are very strong, so let them take the lead! Otherwise, we will suffer too many casualties and it will be difficult to explain." She stood up in excitement, "Here I'll prepare my horse and I'll go after them immediately!"
"It has been less than two hours since they set out. The weather is too hot and the horses cannot run very fast. They should not have left Yizhou yet!"
When Min Zhanlian realized that his horse had hit the road, it was already too late. When the last horse fell down and died on the official road, and then turned into a bloody horse rack under the siege of a group of hungry people, he realized that he had been too careless this time.
Although he was careful, he still didn't expect that the other party would tamper with his horse. Even if Uncle He and others were left to take care of him at the inn, it was still impossible to always pay attention to the situation in the stable.
Now, a group of them are trapped on the road from Yizhou to Linqing, without their horses, trudging on the official road that turned into a muddy river after heavy rain, with the scorching sun and water vapor above and around them. Even though they are all strong, I soon became exhausted from the trek. What's worse is that they didn't bring much dry food.
It is almost impossible to buy food in the disaster area. Moreover, things were in a hurry, and I didn’t bring much dry food with me when I set off from Wang’s old inn. I thought I’d hurry up and reach Linqing in a few days, but I didn’t expect something would happen to the horse.
Min Zhanlian cursed secretly: These monsters. Of course he understood that the other party was unwilling to let him run away, but he really had no intention of dealing with the weird Taoist Zhang anymore.
Even though he had been struck by lightning dozens of times and still remained unharmed, Min Zhanlian already felt that he did not have the courage to face him.
Even so, I still feel uneasy in my heart. This time I suffered a big loss. Not only did he fail to kill someone, but his behavior of escaping in a hurry would make him lose face if word spread. ! .
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