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"One by one, one by two, one by two, two by two......"

"Ah, Wo, Hungry, Yi, Bo......"

The voices of young children echo in the air, and if you hear them in the modern city, you will have in your mind the scene of a brightly lit classroom, led by a teacher, reading a textbook in unison.

But now the sound of these children reading aloud is not in the classroom with a clear window, nor in the leafy school lanes, but in an unsheltered wasteland, with the neighing of livestock as the soundtrack.

A dozen children sat on three carts pulled by male reindeer, or in small groups of two or three, flipped through the coarse pieces of paper that each group possessed, and read aloud in unison, even though the carts vibrated from time to time on the uneven wasteland.

From time to time, the children were surrounded by ragged adults, most of whom were women, the rest were mostly elderly, and there were almost no men in the prime of life, each of whom looked exhausted and exhausted, but when they saw the children who were learning, their eyes flashed brightly—they knew that as long as the children were alive, there was hope for their community.

Pombo was the teacher of these children, and the only teacher, and there was no one else in this refugee team who could teach these children cultural, especially processed knowledge that was different from the original culture of this world.

Ever since he began to escape the migration of the beasts, Pang Ban has been following Chen Peng's instructions to teach the children the elementary lessons of Chinese elementary school students as he travels. The content of the whole cultural curriculum is mainly based on Chinese and mathematics. The rest is the faith education for Chen Peng.

What makes Chen Peng happy is that these children are very good, probably from the bitter relationship, so that they can understand how cherished the qiē they have now, and they study very hard. In addition to this, these children are after completing any of the daily cultural studies. You also have to learn combat skills from adults. In the evening, when the team rests, they also have to help Pang Ban count the various materials and personnel in the team, and it can be said that their workload is not much less than that of adults.

In this difficult environment, none of the children chose to back down, gritted their teeth and persevered, and they did a good job. This was also what made Chen Peng feel happiest after they began to migrate.

Education determines social development, this is a truth that modern people on the earth understand, and Chen Peng noticed this when he planned for the future of this group of believers, although the conditions are simple, but the education of children must not stop. Chen Peng believes that as long as these children grow up, then they will definitely bring him satisfactory returns.

"Okay, that's the end of today's cultural class, let's start the long-distance run, goodbye students." After the children finished their homework for the day, Pomban announced that the lesson was over.

"Goodbye, Bishop."

Hearing Pang Ban's words, the children did not disperse in a hurry, and first saluted Pang Ban. Then they handed the books in their hands to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, who seemed to be their leader, and then the child carefully folded all the books neatly. Put it in a rough wooden box on the board car, and then jump off the board with the other children, line up in a neat two-way column, and run behind the board car.

"One, one, one, two, one......"

This is an exercise program that Chen Peng focused on letting Pang Ban arrange for the children, not to mention how good it will be for the body, at least if you can run faster when danger comes. That's a little more life.

Pang Ban straightened up and stretched. The body stiffened a little under the movement, and then strode towards the back of the migration team.

Along the way, the refugees saluted the Pang Ban who passed by.

When you get to the back of the line. An eagle roar came through the air, and Pang Ban looked up and saw that between the blue sky and white clouds, an eagle falcon was circling above, drawing circular patterns.

Soon, a puff of smoke and dust rose from a distance, stretching towards the side of the team, until it came to a slow stop in front of Pang Ban.

The smoke fell, revealing the figure of Goku riding on the back of a big golden bull.

"Mentor, something is wrong." When Goku saw Pomban, he immediately shouted loudly and threw something over.

Pang Ban grabbed the black shadow thrown by Wukong with one hand, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a hideous black wolf. The wolf's neck was broken, still dripping with blood, and Pang Ban was stained with a few drops, and there was still a little heat, it should have been cut down not long ago.

Based on this wolf alone, Pang Ban could estimate that the owner of this head should be the size of a calf, and although it was now only a corpse, it could still recall from this head the majesty of its life.

"The number three dire wolves have their eyes on us, they have passed through the Bukhazar Collar and are coming directly at us, this is their sentinel." Wukong rolled over and got off the back of the ox, his heavy body falling to the ground with a muffled sound, and then strode up to Pang Bian.

"The Bukhazar was breached so quickly?" Pang Ban looked at the wolf head in his hand and frowned.

"I don't know, but Gojo has already sent Gallio out, and soon we'll know what happened." Wukong said angrily, although the expression on his face was covered by the thick beard, but the strong worry could still be seen in his eyes.

"There are still three days to go......" Pang Ban looked down at the wolf in his hand, then looked up at the end of the direction where the refugee team was heading, and then turned to look at Wukong, patted him on the shoulder, and said in relief: "Don't worry, it'll be fine, the Lord is bless us from above." ”

Wukong nodded, and although the gloomy color was still there, he didn't say anything more.

Soon the two separated again, with Pang Ban going to the front to urge the team to speed up the progress, while Goku went to the back to prepare for the battle.

Fortunately, the Dire Wolves didn't catch up as Pang Ban feared, at least when the team camped at night, the Dire Wolves were still within a safe range of them, but Wujing also brought a not-so-good news.

"Didn't attack the Bukhazar?" Listening to Wujing's report, Pang Ban's eyes froze, reflecting the blazing light of the bonfire in front of him, "And the route is directly towards us, Wujing, did anyone deliberately drive these beasts towards us?" ”

"So far, there is no sign of that." Wujing scratched his head, thought about it for a while, and finally shook his head.

"But this is so strange, every time the beast tide starts, these beasts will attack any place where there are humans, they don't care about casualties at all, they have never heard of them abandoning their immediate targets and attacking distant targets, unless they have completely destroyed the immediate target." Gono muttered a few times.

"What Wu Neng said makes sense." Pang Ban nodded in agreement and said, "There must be something in it that we don't know." ”

"So what should we do? Mentor, are you sure you can disperse such a large herd? Goku asked.

"It's hard, we can only speed up, hoping to get to the spot the Lord has indicated us before we are caught up by the beasts." Pang Ban said.

"So, Mentor, can we ask the Lord for help?" Wujing asked Pang Ban tentatively.

"The Lord has given us strength and wisdom not to make us dependent on Him for everything, to be a maggot that is only fatal and thus completely useless, but so that we can live on our own, create a history that belongs to us, and become the darling of the Lord's pride, Wujing, your idea is wrong." Hearing Wujing's words, Pang Ban sternly admonished Wujing: "The Lord's endowment is not endless, until the last resort, don't rely on the Lord's strength to tide over the difficulties, but think more about what we can do, if we are completely useless like vines parasitic on the Lord's body, then sooner or later we will be abandoned by the Lord, then we are not qualified to be favored by the Lord." ”

"I'm sorry, mentor, I was wrong." Wujing said with a ashamed face.

Pang Ban turned his head to look at Wukong and said, "We will be out early tomorrow morning, you and Wuneng will drag behind with the militia, if the dire wolves catch up, you must block their vanguard and never let them rush into the middle of the ranks." ”

"Don't worry, mentor, as long as I have a breath, I will never let those brutes come!" Wukong's face was solemn and he made a promise.

"Me too!" Wu Neng followed.

"Wujing, you are our eyes, and everything depends on you." Pang Ban looked at Wujing again.

"Leave it all to me!"

……

Chen Peng didn't expect that the moment he and Pan Luyao just got on the train, he sensed the call of the believers on the Fragment Plane to him, and what it contained was completely information about the crisis.

However, now is not the time to contact there, so Chen Pengqiang resisted his thoughts and walked into the train under the leadership of a Russian aunt conductor.

Before getting on the train, he had already learned from the platform staff that he and Pan Luyao got on the train at Beijing Station, so there are only two passengers in this carriage now, Chen Peng and Pan Luyao, which are extremely empty, the lights are not turned on, it is dark, there is no light source, and the sense of loneliness and fear suddenly hit, so that Pan Luyao couldn't help but reach out and grab Chen Peng's hand, and stick to his side tightly, but Chen Peng's mind is not on the car now, so he has not been affected.

The Russian aunt led the two to their first-class cabin, and after quickly saying a few words of Russian that Chen Peng didn't understand, she threw the two down and left.

After entering the relatively small room, because she was in the same room with Chen Peng, Pan Luyao's nervousness was slightly reduced, and she let go of Chen Peng's hand with some embarrassment and began to pack up her things. (To be continued)

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