Chapter Seventy-Two: Mr. Teaching
Ning Zhiyuan died, Chen Er didn't know. The battle between the criminal vein and the human network officially began, and Chen Er didn't know it.
Everything outside has nothing to do with Chen Er.
At this time, Chen Er was already in a somewhat strange space.
In order to escape for his life, Chen Er turned around in the woods and finally found an enchantment.
Before he had time to think about what kind of barrier it was, he crashed into it. Where it crashed in, there was a gap in the shape of a human.
After coming in, Chen Er fell down before he took a few steps, and his first reaction before he fell was that there was a completely untouchable poison on the dart.
When Chen Er woke up, he found himself in a delicate wooden house, and all the furnishings in the house should be freshly made, because there was still a faint woody fragrance.
Looking at the bandaging of his abdomen, Chen Er wanted to cry without tears, so he directly tore it up with three strokes and five divisions.
At this time, the abdomen was intact and there were no scars.
Jumping out of bed and going out of the door, I heard a faint sound of reading in the distance.
Following the sound, he saw a school that was also made of wood.
In the school, dozens of children who were about the same age as Chen Er, or older than Chen Er, were holding a book and reading aloud.
Outside the school, Chen Er wanted to hear what the people inside were reading, but whenever he was concentrating, the sound of those readings was like long legs, hiding far away.
But when he was still distracted, the sound of reading came again.
"Huh~ What's the situation?" Chen Er possessed the body again, and tried several times in a row as if he found a new continent.
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and was about to push the door of the new school hall.
"Squeak~" Before Chen Er could open the door, the wooden door let out a piercing scream.
An elegant middle-aged man in a cyan robe with a slender and straight figure pushed the door out.
"Go in and have a look?" the elegant middle-aged man asked as he looked at Chen Er.
Chen Er frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hahahaha!" The elegant middle-aged man laughed a few times: "Coming here, I don't know who I am?"
Chen Er said speechlessly, "Why do you have to know who you are when you come here?"
The elegant middle-aged man asked rhetorically: "I don't know who I am, so what are you doing here?"
Chen Er was a little annoyed by the question, and said angrily: "You are so unreasonable, I am here, why do I have to know you? It's a big deal that I'll go back." ”
After speaking, Chen Er turned his head and left, looking at the elegant middle-aged man who was stunned for a moment.
"You're leaving like this?" the elegant middle-aged man opened his mouth and asked anyway.
"Ao!" Chen Er looked suddenly enlightened, turned around, and bowed to the elegant man.
"You saved me, thank you!"
After saying that, he left with small and firm steps.
"What's the situation?" Before the elegant middle-aged man could react, Chen Er had already disappeared from view.
Chen'er spared for a long time, and he didn't find the big hole he hit when he came, so he was about to hit another one, but a suction force came from behind him, and Chen Er was instantly pulled back to the front of the school by this force.
The people in the school were still reciting aloud, unaffected by the outside in the slightest.
"What do you want to do?" said two underworlds on the head of the elegant middle-aged man.
"Get out!" Chen Er was right!
"So, you made that hole in the barrier?"
Hearing this, Chen Er scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "That, I was in a hurry when I came, I didn't see it." ”
The elegant middle-aged man let out a heavy breath in his nose and asked, "Say, what is your relationship with the Martial Saint?"
As soon as Chen Er was about to speak, he remembered the instructions given to him by the sturdy old man.
"Don't show the ring to others easily!
"What martial saint? I don't know, I haven't seen it!"
Chen Er, who said this, was actually a little empty and a little nervous, but he still showed that he didn't know.
The elegant man seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, and took out a ring.
Then Chen'er felt that her arm was uncontrollable, and she lifted it automatically, and the ring on her hand was revealed.
Two rings, one gold and one silver, the unevenness of the rim of the ring is just right to complement each other.
"This, what is this?" Chen Er's heart was already surging, and the surface was still light.
"Now you can tell me, what is your relationship with the Martial Saint, right?" the elegant man took back the ring, looked at Chen Er and asked.
Chen Er thought about it for a while and decided to "confess"
"I picked up this ring by accident, and I don't know any martial saints. ”
"Hahahaha!" The elegant middle-aged man laughed as if he had heard a joke, and looked at Chen Er's eyes, a little doting.
"If the inheritance token of the Martial Saint lineage is picked up casually, then the senior brother's lineage is a bit miserable!"
"Senior brother, are you?" Chen Er had some speculation in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.
The elegant middle-aged man stopped laughing, looked at Chen Er and said solemnly, "I am Wen Sheng!"
"Are you Wen Sheng?" Chen Er grew his mouth.
"Otherwise, do you think everyone has this ring?" The elegant middle-aged man looked at Chen Er's expression and became playful.
"Wen, Wensheng, is actually a teacher?" Chen Er said incredulously.
The elegant middle-aged man who claimed to be a saint of literature was told by Chen Er in a word, and he didn't know how to pick it up.
Wen Sheng, who had recovered from his recovery, said softly: "The world should read first, and then educate people, only in this way can the human race prosper." There's nothing wrong with saying I'm a teacher. ”
Chen Er began to look at Wen Sheng carefully, and after a long time, he smacked his lips and said, "Isn't this the same as ordinary people? ”
Wen Sheng, who heard this kind of evaluation for the first time, wanted to laugh again.
"Let's talk about it now. Wen Sheng walked to the nearby steps, dusted off his sleeve, and sat directly on it.
Chen Er scratched his head, in the eyes of this elegant man who seemed to be able to see through everything, he really didn't know how to make it up. What's more, if this person wants to harm himself, there is no need to make up an excuse that he is a literary saint.
"This ring was passed on to me by my second grandfather, who was a registered disciple of the Martial Saint. Chen Er finally told the truth.
"It turned out to be that little guy! In the blink of an eye, he became a grandfather. ”
"Do you know my second grandfather?" Chen Er was a little puzzled, he hadn't said who his second grandfather was, how did he know?
Wen Sheng patted the steps next to him and motioned for Chen'er to sit there, before he said, "Although your second grandfather is a registered disciple of Senior Brother, he is also the only disciple of Senior Brother!"
Chen Er asked with curiosity on his face, "The only disciple is a registered person, is it because he is afraid of danger?"
Chen Er quickly thought of his second grandfather's decision to try not to show his ring in front of others.
The sturdy old man said, "This ring will hardly bring you trouble, but as long as it is brought once, it will be equivalent to a catastrophe for you." ”
Wen Sheng nodded, and said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "The ancestors have two saints, Wenzhi internal troubles, and martial arts against foreign enemies. While preserving the Terrans, he also offended many other races. ”
"We've searched a few times, but we're sure there's still a remnant of it. If you do, it's going to be a never-ending situation!"
When Wen Sheng looked at Chen Er's brows frowning slightly, he explained: "Maybe you will be disgusted by this, but in the troubled times, if my human race wants to survive, we have to do this! If you don't kill people, then it will be your own race that will face death!"
After speaking, Wen Sheng glanced at the child next to him again, and found that his brows were even more wrinkled, and he was about to explain again, when he heard the child say: "It's over, the steamed buns didn't come in!"
It turned out that from the beginning, Chen Er didn't listen to Wen Sheng's speech at all, but figured out the big bag of steamed buns that fell when the masked man was fighting!
"You kid!" Wen Shengqi smiled.
"By the way, can someone else come in here, someone is going to kill me!" Chen Er thought of the masked man, and his heart suddenly struck.
Wen Cheng felt that his thinking couldn't keep up with this child, but he still said with great pride: "Don't worry! I'm here, as long as I don't want people to come in, then no one can get in!"
Chen Erda's eyes flashed and stared at Wen Sheng.
Wen Sheng was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly added: "Of course, you are an accident, no one can enter except you!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of children's laughter resounding throughout the enchantment.
"Hehehehe......"
For a while, Wen Sheng's face turned green!