In the Tang Zheng era, many teachers played the game of Time Capsule with students.

Tang Zheng was lying on the bed at night, thinking of some regrets in his previous life, and decided to use them to harm the children of Xingyao Continent.

"Ten years... interesting." The children of Tangjiabao, big and small, were all in thought.

Some people keep picking up the pen and putting it down.

What kind of person do they want to be in ten years?

What kind of person can they really become in ten years?

Some people are looking out the window and some are bowing their heads.

Tang Zixie was the first to lift his pen and began to write on paper.

Tang Xiaotang raised her head, looked at Tang Zheng quickly, moved her flying ponytail, and picked up her pen to join the writing ranks...

Tang Zheng didn't look at what they wrote, but just reminded him: "Ten years is actually not a long time! What you wrote on this piece of paper today is not the promise you gave to anyone... Ten years later, when you dig out this piece of paper, you only need to explain yourself."

Just like the small line of words he carved on the game warehouse.

Time Capsules have no meaning to others.

Only you will always remember!

Rush rust...

In the lecture hall, pens were held up.

Soon, only the sound of writing was left.

From the first lesson "Study for the rise of Tangjiabao" to the month later "What you need to explain is yourself", the children of Tangjiabao have completed an indescribable and wonderful transformation.

So, they wrote very seriously.

Whether it is an adult in his twenties or thirties or a child in his four or five years old, there are too many things to write.

They want to bury their mood today in the ground, and they are even more looking forward to seeing whether they have fulfilled their promises to themselves by digging out this piece of paper ten years later.

The entire lecture hall has moved...

The only thing that hasn't moved for a long time is Azhi.

Azhi was a little dazed.

"It's not a promise to anyone, but an explanation to myself..." The pen in his hand raised slightly, and a little ink fell on the paper.

He was identified as one of Kageyama's heirs just after his fifth birthday.

From that time on, there were many things in his life, but he did not have himself.

Better, stronger, stronger, stronger, seem to be the only pursuit...

Apart from making themselves stronger, they don’t know anything and never think about anything extra.

The future? What is that thing?

Not to mention the future, even "tomorrow" is a very luxurious word.

The second drop of ink in Azhi's pen in his hand fell down...

He suddenly laughed.

Ten years later, what kind of future is the perfect explanation for himself?

"The final assessment cannot be lost!" Azhi took a deep breath, picked up the pen quickly, and landed it on the paper!

It’s not about making promises to anyone, nor is it a life-threatening exam. Today, what he wrote here is his first time writing for his future!

Rust, rust...

There are only eight words on the white paper!

It seems that there is no careful consideration and it is natural to write eight words in one breath: "Ten years later, I will be the King of Shadows!"

...

When everyone finished writing, Tang Zheng asked them to fold the paper and wrap it in another piece of white paper and hand it over to him.

"Teacher, you won't dig it out to peek at night, are you?" Tang Xiaotang shook his ponytail and covered his mouth and smiled.

Tang Zheng's face suddenly turned red.

He thought he was already very smart, and using this method to trick the children into thinking is the most reliable. Who knew that these children who grew up in a chaotic place were not a good-looking lamp!

Not to mention others, he had seen the paper that Azhi had folded, but was hidden behind him.

Except for those four or five-year-old little radish heads, the other children remained cunningly alert.

"I'll just be reluctant to let you guys do it." Tang Zheng smiled happily and took out a box with a lock in advance.

Tang Zixie took a deep breath: "This is..."

"Tiger Lock!" Azhi's eyelids twitched again. Not to mention the material of the box, he didn't even recognize the lock, but at least fifteen taels of purple gold, "Are you sick?"

"Do you have medicine?" Tang Zheng pinched the joint meaningfully.

"..." Azhi turned his head and handed over what he had in his hand.

"I'll clean up you in the afternoon." Tang Zheng took it and put it in the box.

A secret symbol lock is a one-time lock consisting of six cipher texts.

If you try three times the ciphertext error, the locked formation will directly destroy the things in the box.

Even if the ciphertext is correct, the lock will never be restored once!

Therefore, as long as you close it, you will eliminate any possibility of peeking.

"Teacher, where are you?" Little Lingdang climbed onto the table.

"..." Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, "I want to write too?"

"Write! Write! Write!" A group of children began to cheer.

"Okay, okay, write." Tang Zheng pulled them all away speechlessly, "Don't peek."

"Absolutely no peek!" They said that, their hands covering their eyes always spread a crack.

Tang Zhengsheng was angry and laughed: "Turn all!"

Crazy.

A group of children of all sizes turned around.

Tang Zheng looked at the paper in front of him, and the smile in his eyes slowly sank...

He picked up his pen, wrote a line of words, dried it, wrapped it with another piece of white paper, and asked them to turn it back.

After Tang Zheng put all the papers written by everyone into the box, he said, "I'll set the first two digits, Xiaotang set the middle two digits, as for the last two digits..."

Azhi felt aroused in his heart and looked up at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng smiled: "Okay, it's all for you."

"Who cares?" Azhi looked reluctant, but he still slipped over.

The three of them didn't know each other's cipher text set by the other two.

Therefore, only three people will be allowed to open the box ten years later.

Tang Zheng and Tang Xiaotang were set up soon.

When it was Azhi's turn, he had just reached out to prepare for setting up, but he immediately shrank back...

"Azhi, what's wrong?" Tang Xiaotang asked.

"Ten years..." Azhi suddenly lowered his head, "In ten years, I may not be alive."

"Then try harder and don't kill yourself!" Tang Zhengdao.

"Trip, just to remove the box?" Azhi gave him a blank look.

"That's right!" Tang Zheng slapped his head and pointed at the box, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

"..." Azhi snorted unhappily, and without saying anything, he directly set the last two.

When Tang Zheng and the others were out, he suddenly remembered that Tang Zheng slapped his head just now, and he seemed to be without any precaution!

"Damn it!" Azhi hurriedly chased out.

The spring in Tangjiabao is bright and the sun is shining.

A group of children of all sizes looked for places suitable for burying boxes in Tangjiabao.

The children in the chaotic land were all precocious. Many of them, when they were taken to Wulong Town, were glaring at characters that could make the streets dare not speak, but in front of Tang Zheng, most of them were just middle-aged teenagers.

"Master, Master, how about burying it under this banyan tree?"

"The banyan tree is not good. There is a magnolia tree at the entrance of my yard that has just bloomed..."

"You want to open the box in the middle of the night to peek!"

"I don't know the cipher text, how do I disassemble it?"
To be continued...