It's my turn to cook!"

Then she looked at the children with rice bowls in front of the broken house, and said with round eyes: "My turn is my house, whoever dares to rob me, I will go and burn his house at night!"

There were more than a dozen children who came to deliver rice with rice bowls, some of whom were obviously older than her, but when they heard this, they were afraid and subconsciously retreated.

The girl her age was not afraid of her, and took two steps forward.

The reason why this is so is because there are five thick pieces of braised pork in her rice bowl, so her face is shining with pride, like braised pork, and she says: "Just these few rotten vegetable leaves in your house, how can you let the teacher eat enough? If the teacher is not full, how can he have the spirit to teach us?"

The girl's younger brother whispered next to her, "Yes, sister, why don't you let the teacher eat braised pork, let's divide this bowl of white rice, okay?"

The girl squeezed the boy away with a crutch of elbows and walked over to the girl with the braised pork.

She usually couldn't get used to this proud companion who relied on the seventh sister to marry the rice shop, and at this time, looking at the cheap flower belt tied on her head, she was even more annoyed, and said: "Zheng Lili, you shameless fox, are you sending food to the teacher or seducing a man?"

Zheng Lili was so angry that her little face was red, and she was not good at scolding, her hands began to tremble, but she was afraid that the braised pork in the bowl would fall to the ground, so she didn't dare to tear the girl's mouth.

The girl snorted coldly at her, raised her head and raised her small breasts, which were obviously not fully developed, like a victorious hen, and walked towards the broken house with green vegetables and rice. Walking to the dilapidated house, her expression suddenly became extremely deferential, and she said softly, "Teacher, the meal is here." ”

I could only hear a creaking sound, and the broken door of the broken house was pushed open from the inside, and the sound gave people the feeling that the door panel could fall at any moment.

A man came out of the dilapidated house.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are extremely clear, he is wearing a thin cloth shirt without a collar, his black hair is casually combed into a bun, and a chopstick is inserted on it, and his expression is quiet and natural.

He looked at the children outside the house with rice bowls, looked at the hopeful expressions on the children's faces, couldn't help but smile slightly, and said: "Go back and tell your parents, I said in advance that the family will eat in turn, if you still insist on this, then I have to leave here." ”

Hearing the man say that he was going to leave here, the children seemed to have heard the most terrible thing, and quickly took the rice bowl that they had held high in their arms, not knowing what to do next. Naturally, all the children looked at Zheng Lili because of the food sent by her family...... There is braised pork.

The man smiled slightly, took the green vegetable rice from the girl in front of the door, picked up chopsticks by the window separated by the waste bricks, squatted at the door and began to eat.

The girl stood proudly beside him, her little hands behind her back, and she looked very proud.

The man looked at the children and refused to go home, and said with a wry smile: "What are you still doing in a daze? Eat the food in your bowl quickly, and then the class will start in a while." ”

Hearing this, the children looked at each other, and then let out a burst of cheers, knowing that the food in their hands was much better than usual, and they had been hungry for a long time.

Only Zheng Lili didn't eat the rice in her bowl, she walked up to the man, looked at him with teary eyes, and said, "Teacher, you can eat a piece of meat, you can eat a piece." ”

The man smiled helplessly, stretched out his chopsticks and put a piece of braised pork in her bowl.

Zheng Lili suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and ran to the house with a rice bowl, she also has a younger brother at home, and she didn't dare to eat it secretly by herself if she ate such a good meal as braised pork.

The man smiled and said, "Class is going to be in a while." ”

"I won't forget it. Zheng Lili said with a smile, bouncing away, the red hairband tied in her hair was so cute and cute.

The girl standing behind the man was clutching the corner of her clothes and pouting, a little envious, but she had seen it when she went to the market, and the red headband cost two pennies, which she could not afford.

The man glanced at her and whispered, "The teacher secretly bought it for you." ”

The girl smiled happily and nodded.

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Ning Que stood outside the crowd.

He looked at the dilapidated house, at the children who came to deliver food, at the man who came out of the dilapidated house, and his heart was extremely shocked.

He had seen this man, and at that time, the cold wind in the Hulan Sea was howling, and countless strong people gathered, even the senior brother could not completely hide the brilliance of this man.

Whether this man appeared in the Xiling Shrine or the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, the Worldly Palace or the Ranke Ancient Temple, he was so proud, because he was the Taoist Sect and the world's walking Ye Su.

However, now he is hiding in the dilapidated house in Linkang East City, but he is so calm, so ordinary, as if he has lived here for many years.

What's going on?

At this moment, violent shouting and whipping suddenly came from outside the crowd.

A priest, protected by more than a dozen guards, walked to the front of the old house. The priest looked at Ye Su, who was holding a rice bowl, and asked in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to teach here?"

Chapter 16: In the Market, There Are Saints (I)

The priest had a fat head and big ears, and wore a robe made of silk, and when he spoke, his fingers were slightly curled in front of his nose, and he was obviously very unaccustomed to the smell of sewage in the streets.

Ye Su said: "Do I need approval to teach in Linkang City?"

The priest said in a cold voice: "You want to teach these children to work, and no one will pay attention to you, but it is said that at the end of your daily teaching, you will preach a piece of Haotian teaching?"

Ye Su said: "Not bad. ”

The priest looked at him and rebuked: "It is an unforgivable crime for non-priests to interpret the doctrine in vain. ”

Ye Su thought for a while, put the rice bowl in his hand on the windowsill, and said, "If you want to ask me about my sin, I will go with you." ”

The priest looked at the serene expression on his face, and felt greatly humiliated, because what he wanted to see was a penitent who wept bitterly, and he was used to getting pleasure from the role of the redeemer, so he felt angry, took the whip from the guard, and whipped it down on Ye Su's face.

No one dared to stop him, even those children who were holding their jobs were very respectful to the teacher, and they only dared to stand aside at this time, because he was a priest representing Haotian's will.

Ning Que stood outside the crowd, watching that this low-level priest was going to teach Ye Su a lesson for such a reason, and naturally felt a little ridiculous, thinking that this was really looking for death.

However, when the leather whip was pulled out, Ye Su still did not react, he stood in front of the broken house with his head down, as if waiting for the leather whip to leave a blood mark on his face.

Ning Que then remembered that in the Battle of Qingxia, Ye Su was defeated by the sword of the second senior brother, and the snow mountain and sea of qi were completely destroyed, and now he is just an ordinary person, and he can even be said to be a wasted person, and he is no longer the Daomen powerhouse who walked proudly in the world with a wooden sword on his back.

Now he has no way to escape this leather whip, so naturally he can't escape the many leather whips that may fall later, a generation of Taoist wizards, maybe he will die quietly in the hands of that mediocre man.

Ning Que was not ready to make a move, because he had no reason to make a move.

Although a character like Ye Su died in such a humble way, even he felt a little regretful, but he was unwilling to expose his whereabouts because of the other party. And when he saw the blind man holding the sword outside the crowd, he knew that the regret should not happen.

The whip broke in the foul air and landed in the sewage in front of the ruined house, and the priest looked at the handle of the whip in his right hand with some bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.

Then the five fingers of his right hand were also broken, and the blood flowed down with the handle of the whip, and the cross-section of Bai Sensen's bones was like five full stops painted with white paint, announcing his end.

The priest's face was pale, looking at his right hand, looking at the blood flowing from his hand, he trembled with pain, but he bit his lip and refused to make a sound of pain.

He is not the kind of person who is pious to the Tao and resolute, and the reason why he can endure the pain of a broken finger is because he, like Ning Que, also saw the blind man holding a sword outside the crowd.

From the moment he saw the blind man, the priest knew why the whip broke, why his fingers left his body, and knew that if he didn't want his head to fall off, he had to endure it.

Xiling Temple has an extremely respectable status in any country other than the Tang Kingdom, and ordinary princes and nobles dare not offend low-level priests, but there is a place in the country of the Southern Jin Dynasty, where Xiling Temple must maintain respect, and low-level priests are similar to pigs and dogs in the eyes of those people.

There is the Sword Pavilion.

The priest did not dare to linger in front of the leather house for a moment, and with a dozen guards, he walked out of the alley with his head bowed, and when he walked past the blind man with the sword, he wanted to hide his head in the crotch of his trousers.

It is rumored that His Majesty the Emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty died under the sword of this blind man, and he did not think that the lives of himself and these guards were as valuable as His Majesty's life.

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Liu Yiqing walked to the dilapidated house and saluted Ye Su as a junior. He is now a powerhouse in the realm of knowing his fate, and Ye Su is just an ordinary person who has been abolished in the snow mountain and the sea of qi, but his etiquette is still so respectful.

"The master will invite you to retreat in the pavilion again. Liu Yiqing said gently: "You are a pearl, why bother to be dusty? The family teacher thinks that there are always those ignorant and arrogant people in the world who want to do something ridiculous." ”

Ye Su looked at the blind swordsman in front of him and smiled slightly, this was the third time that the Sword Pavilion had sent someone to invite him, and he also knew what Liu Baichuan's words meant.

Daomen and the academy were both defeated, the situation has undergone subtle changes, and the concept of knowledge and guarding, which has been hidden for countless years, is no longer an unknowable place for everyone to worship and awe, whether it is in the cultivation world or inside the Xiling Temple, there are many people who want to kill or bully him to gain some kind of spiritual strength or self-recognition.

He looked at Liu Yiqing and said: "I'm just an ordinary person, and those who are still looking at me now can't go too far, since that's the case, you don't need to pay attention to it." ”

Liu Yiqing said: "Mr. lives in a bad alley, how to ensure safety?"

Ye Su said: "There are many ordinary people living in this street and alley, I hope to be able to live like them, if not, then it is probably Haotian's meaning, thank you for your kindness on my behalf." ”

Liu Yiqing knew that it was impossible to convince him easily, so he shook his head helplessly, thinking that even if the realm was completely destroyed and Ci Feng was not as proud as in previous years, Ye Su was still Ye Su after all.

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Liu Yiqing left with a sword as a staff, and the front of the broken house returned to quiet, and the eyes of those children looking at Ye Su became more and more enthusiastic. They were accustomed to bloody clashes in the streets, so they were able to turn a blind eye to the five fingers that fell into the sewage, but they understood that the teacher was really not an ordinary person.

The children of poor families are in charge of the house early, this sentence makes sense after all, otherwise how could Sangsang become the current Sangsang, the children in front of the broken house used the wisdom of the market to see Ye Su's extraordinary, and they were not scared away, but took out the cuteness of a clumsy little citizen and wrapped around him.

Ye Su didn't care about the excitement around him, and after the children finished eating, he took out a small blackboard from the broken house and began to teach the children, and the room suddenly became a lot quieter.

Ning Que stood on the periphery, listening to Ye Su's calm and gentle voice, watching him patiently explain the problem to the children, and suddenly felt that he saw the shadow of the senior brother in this person.

The content of Ye Su's lecture surprised him a little, it had nothing to do with cultivation, at first, he was talking about a way of weaving head flowers, and then he began to draw pictures and teach those boys to do carpentry work, until the end of the class, he gave a simple teaching.

Ning Que was a little puzzled.

As twilight approaches, the voices of parents shouting for their children can be heard in the depths of the streets, poor people only eat two meals a day, and the time of dinner will always be slightly earlier, if you are hungry, you can go to bed and endure it.

Ye Su waved his hand, signaling that today's lesson was over, and walked into the broken house with a small blackboard. The children respectfully saluted the broken house, and then dispersed with a noisy chatter.

Ning Que walked to the dilapidated house, looked at the wooden door that couldn't even stop the wind, and was silent.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have walked in, but this time he repeated the red dust, looking for an opportunity, in the streets and alleys of Linkang City, where the sewage flowed, he suddenly saw Ye Su, this is the chance, he was going to Xiling to die, and seeing him before he died was a great opportunity, and he believed that he could kill the other party at any time now.

He took two steps forward and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in. Ye Su said in the dilapidated house.

Ning Que pushed the door and walked in, only to see that there was only a small bed and a water tank in the broken house, and the felt skin on the roof was broken with many holes, and the twilight leaked down, but it was very bright.

Ye Su was a little surprised when he saw that it was him, and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Ning Que said: "Feel free to wander around, but I didn't expect to meet you." ”

Ye Su invited him to sit down on the bed and said, "When you encounter this kind of thing, it has always happened randomly. ”

Ning Que said: "Who would have thought that you would now be hiding in the alley as a teacher. ”

Ye Su filled a bowl of water from the jar, handed it to him, and said, "After the First Battle of Qingxia, I first went to the Song Kingdom, and then came here, I lived here for a while many years ago. ”

Ning Que took the water bowl, thanked him, and asked, "The rumored trip to break the life and death barrier?"

Ye Su smiled and said: "Life and death, as long as you look at it, you can't see through it, those prides back then, now it seems, it's really a bit ridiculous." ”

Ning Que's current realm was not enough to fully understand this sentence, but he vaguely felt that although Ye Su's realm was completely destroyed, in some aspects it seemed to have surpassed that year.

Ye Su asked, "What are you doing in the Southern Jin Dynasty?"

Ning Que said: "It's just a pass, I'm going to go to the Xiling Temple." ”

After the First World War in Qingxia, Ye Su became a wasted person, no longer a cultivator, and naturally he didn't care about the affairs of the cultivation world, he didn't know that the Xiling Temple was going to open a light sacrifice, and he didn't care much.

Ning Que thought about the picture when he saw him teaching before, and asked puzzledly: "With your realm knowledge, as long as you are willing, it will take you a few years at most, whether you want to teach the champion of the Southern Jin Dynasty Imperial Examination or the cultivation powerhouse, it is not a difficult matter, why did you talk about those contents before?"

Ye Su said: "If you want to cultivate the Tao, you need talent, there are not many students in Linkang City who have this kind of talent, even if they do, they must have entered the Sword Pavilion a long time ago, as for why I taught those children to weave their heads and do carpentry, it is because these skills can help them earn money in the shortest time, and then they can eat a few more bowls of rice." ”

Ning Que thought for a long time, and finally said two words: "Admire." ”

Ye Su said: "If you want to say admiration, it is better to admire your senior brother, he taught in the market many years ago, and what I am doing now is not new." ”

Ning Que said: "Senior brother is that kind of person, but you are on the road halfway, so it is even more worthy of admiration." ”

Ye Su said: "I'm on the trail of Chang'an City