Jiang Muyin stood at the corner of the street, and Liu Yu had been gone for a long time. After taking him out of the already chaotic Seventy-seventh Block, Liu Yu asked him to wait here.

He also believed in his teacher and knew that he had some concerns about not letting him go.

But what kind of person is the teacher?

Jiang Muyin's enlightenment teacher of theology and literature was Liu Yu, and he still remembered the scene when the man came to the classroom.

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It was the first class of all the freshmen, the least talked about literature in the seminary, but it was taught by the dean of academic affairs of considerable standing in the college. Many of the students are wealthy, but they don't want to embarrass the teacher in the first class.

Jiang Muyin was a little transparent, sitting in the corner of the class, tugging at the hem of his skirt, and his eyes were looking at the desktop. At that time, Jiang Muyin was far from being quiet now, only quiet.

He is like the most inconspicuous of the stars in the sky, with no bright light or frequent flickering, only a faint light, and the purpose of his existence is to set off the beauty of the other stars.

"This young lady, will you keep your head up?" A hand knocked on the table in front of him, and Jiang Muyin raised his head and saw a man with an extremely mediocre face, completely the kind of existence that could not be found when thrown into the crowd.

The man looked at him and said, "If you don't look up, you won't learn what I'm going to talk about next." I won't be at your table, so please keep your head up. ”

Jiang Muyin blinked, thinking that this man was the director of academic affairs? Shouldn't it be the legendary menopausal old woman and the old-fashioned old man?

"Good." The man nodded, then returned to the podium.

Jiang Muyin suddenly saw that he was still holding a green-skinned physical book in his hand, which was very rare in this era.

"My name is Liu Yu, and I'm a Han Chinese." He introduced himself in a way that was nothing distinctive, just a formulaic narrative, "You can dislike me, because I'm just an unlikable person." You don't have to go out of your way to please me, because every sentence I write in your final review is your usual performance. ”

Liu Yu looked around the whole class, the eyes blocked by glasses were so unremarkable, but everyone felt a lot of pressure after seeing those eyes, and everyone felt that the old-fashioned old man was looking at them.

"Start class now." The man turned around and wrote a row of words on the blackboard with an electric light pen, which was not elegant, but had a very serious feeling, a total of eleven words.

"Words are the most hurtful sword in the world." Liu Yu picked up a short stick from the lectern and pointed to the sentence he had written.

"You may not understand the meaning of this sentence," Liu said, "and every word a person says will have some impact on others, which can be a good influence or a bad influence." Of course, it depends on how the person concerned understands it. ”

"Words are the most hurtful sword, and when you speak ill of others, you may think that you are following the crowd, or you may just want to joke." Liu Yu suddenly turned right, and his mediocre face became not angry and arrogant at this moment, "But others don't think like this!" ”

Liu Yu shook the blackboard with the long stick, and the sound of the stick breaking through the air was very intimidating, "Every evil word you say will leave wounds on others, and these wounds will not fade over time." What are these wounds? It's the seed of evil! Your first bad speech sows the seeds of evil thoughts, and all your actions in the future are the nourishment for watering the evil seeds. ”

"You all come from big families, and you have a prominent background, and I don't think those civilians dare to do anything to you. But it would be a mistake to think so! Liu Yu suddenly rebuked angrily, "When the evil seed blossoms and bears fruit, the person who was stabbed by your words will no longer endure such pain. Some people may go to extreme lengths to end their own lives in order to end this suffering. And the other part of the people will go into madness, and if they are determined to take revenge, then they will ignore all of them, regardless of morality, the law, and even life, just to be able to take revenge on you. ”

"People who think they are powerful don't think they need to be afraid, but you are wrong, you are just 'powerful people', and those who ignore everything can still be called human? Grief and anger are the most powerful and terrifying forces in the world, and when grief overwhelms a person, when anger fills a person, then that person becomes something like a monster...... Even scarier than monsters. ”

Liu Yu finally said, "Words are the most hurtful sword in the world, and there is no one. I hope you will use good words and not turn it into a sword that hurts people. Language is the spark of human civilization, and a society without language is nothing more than a tribe of primitive people. ”

The class ended quickly, but it was full of educational value. The children listened more or less, but more often than not. Liu Yu didn't say anything, just announced self-study, and then sat down and opened his book.

Jiang Muyin looked at the man, in fact, he was secretly reading, he wanted to know what kind of books could make this man feel interested. He could see at a glance the character of this man, the kind of serious educator who did not smile.

This man must have no interest in everything, one can even say that he has no desires, and he must be almost not interested in anything.

But what kind of books could he be interested in?

"The book is called "The Lights of the Rhine", are you interested?" Liu Yu raised his head and looked at Jiang Muyin in the back row.

Jiang Muyin blushed and hurriedly lowered his head.

"What are you ashamed of," Liu Yu smiled, "This book is written about the Rhine, and it is said that the author was suddenly inspired to write this book when he was playing on the banks of the Rhine." I feel pretty good, but of course it might be a bit boring for kids your age. Want to see it? ”

Jiang Muyin nodded lightly, stood up and walked in front of Liu Yu, and took the book under the gaze of the whole class, and he also saw this man for the first time.

On that mediocre face without any appearance, Jiang Mu vaguely saw the edge of the sword, which stinged his eyes a little.

It was the first time they had met the master and apprentice.

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The roaring sound of a motorcycle interrupted his thoughts, and he turned his head to look, only to see a man riding a wild motorcycle speeding from a street corner in a position close to the ground, and rushed in front of him in just a few seconds.

"Hello Miss, have you seen an old man? Probably seventy or eighty years old, maybe older. The man said. But the voice was extremely cold, and it was a polite greeting, but it was said to be like a command.

Jiang Muyin thought about it and shook his head, he had only seen this person after standing here for so long.

"Really? Don't you really see it? The cold aura on the man's body was a little heavier.

"There really isn't a ......" Jiang Muyin whispered, this man had put too much pressure on him, it was like an angry dragon.

The man pursed his lips, "Okay, thank you!" ”

As he spoke, he activated the heavy machine, accelerated in a frantic manner, and roared into the distance.

Jiang Muyin looked at the man's back, he saw some different colors from his dark pupils, that is not what a middle-aged man in his forties should have, Jiang Muyin seemed to see a child in a trance, a stubborn child, frantically looking for what he lost, but he never got it back.

On the roof of the building directly above Jiang Muyin, a wisp of fire suddenly appeared, and then wisps of white smoke loomed in the dark night, and a sigh also sounded, "Have you grown up too?" That's fast. ”