There was no herald sign, and there was no identity token, so early in the morning, the little boy was called up by the old man and drove to a small town called Guanyin Mountain under Tongcheng.

Outside the car,

It is a gate, and the dormitory building of the old factory has been renovated and replaced with a sign that reads: "Zhang's Sinology Education and Research Base".

Left and right,

Hanging a couplet:

Shanglian: Ten thousand volumes of ancient and modern eras

Downlink: A window of dawn sends the passing year

It's a shabby place, but if you pick up and dress up, you have the feeling of being the top brand in the secret prostitution field;

hehe

It's just that no matter how vassally elegant, it still can't get rid of an atmosphere of East Shi imitation.

It's still early,

Lao Dao went to buy some steamed buns and soy milk, and sat in the car and ate it by himself.

The little boy didn't eat, he just opened the window and said very calmly:

"Yesterday, you overstepped it."

"What? What are you doing with this kind of word to me inexplicably. ”

Lao Dao took a sip of soy milk and pretended not to understand.

"The boss doesn't want to be nosy."

"It's not an idle matter, it's all about human life."

"It's an idle business." The little boy said very seriously.

Lao Dao shook his head, thought about it, then smiled, and said:

"Let me tell you this, I've lived so old and eaten ............ poor road."

The old man choked,

For it occurred to him that

This little boy in front of you,

Much older than me!

Do you rely on the old and sell the old in front of him?

The little boy was unimpressed.

Lao Dao bit his lip and continued:

"It's not easy for poor Dao to live so big."

The little boy nodded,

According to his knowledge of the old way's previous events,

I really think so.

"Accumulating virtue and doing good deeds is not just talking, do you think you rely on this?"

Saying,

Lao Dao took out a stack of dead money and shook it,

"This thing works, but it doesn't all work, the boss just came back from hell this time, and he killed so many ghosts in that club in Shanghai, tsk."

"Let's just say it."

"Well, to put it directly, I feel a little unsteady in my heart."

"Huh."

"You don't believe it, do you?"

The little boy did not speak.

"Forget it, let's take it as a poor virgin, what's wrong, isn't his boss the same, he wants to live an easy life, but he can't pretend to be stupid when he is said a few words, didn't he send you out?"

The little boy opened the car door and got out of the car.

Lao Dao also hurriedly got out of the car with him and advised:

"The boss said, don't kill people."

This command,

I have to repeat,

Lao Dao is really worried that after the little boy goes in,

This training course was bloody.

The little boy nodded, turned around, and walked over to the wall.

"If you don't like it, don't kill it, it's still okay to be disabled."

Lao Dao added.

The little boy shook his head,

incomprehensible,

His view of right and wrong,

It's definitely different from the old way.

"Then you'll try to put my perspective into it?"

Lao Dao suggested.

"Let's go together."

The little boy said.

"No, no, no, I won't go, I won't."

The old way waved his hand,

Don't dare to go.

The little boy said no more,

Walk over,

One jump,

Jumped over the fence,

I can't see it.

Lao Dao sat back in the car,

Pick up the steamed buns that are a little cold and continue to nibble.

Nibbled on several bites,

Finally the nose is a little sour,

"Mom,

I couldn't help but play the game when I went back,

Mom and Dad directly said that they would send you back for transformation,

You just committed suicide by taking sleeping pills,

Baby,

Why should you bother? ”

Talking and talking,

Lao Dao continued to gnaw on the bun again,

Chew hard.

…………

"Parents call, don't delay.

Parents, don't be lazy.

Parents must listen to what they teach.

Parental responsibilities must be ............"

It's only eight o'clock,

In the classroom inside, there was already the sound of books.

The little boy's cultural literacy is not low, after all, he has lived for so many years, and he knows that what is recited here is "Disciple Rules".

Through the window,

You can see the students standing against the wall one by one.

Wearing only thin clothes,

While trembling,

While reciting aloud.

At this time, it was already winter in Tongcheng, the weather was quite cold, and the streets were already full of down jackets.

"High point!"

A man's voice came,

The man is dressed in a robe,

It is estimated that it is the same paragraph of Kong Yiji,

Sneakers at the feet,

With the whip in his hand,

Wearing sunglasses,

As nondescript as possible.

"High point!"

"Higher!"

"Use the inside back, shout hard, put in, you don't feel cold, don't hear it!"

recitation voice,

Begin to increase.

The little boy tilted his head slightly,

I don't think there's anything.

As he said before outside and Lao Dao,

His view of right and wrong, good and evil is different from that of ordinary people, so he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong or special about what is happening in the classroom.

Keep going inside,

went up to the second floor,

There are far fewer people here,

It seems that there are not many people in this training class, and there are only three classrooms downstairs, and there may be about 100 students.

In fact

That's a lot,

Over here

After all, it is not a serious school, nor is it a serious training class.

And

The tuition fee here is not low.

The little boy found it boring and boring, and he just subconsciously began to look for what the old Taoist called the "electric shock room".

seem

That place,

That's the crux of the problem.

The little boy found it,

But there are people inside.

His body jumped up, and the whole person was pressed against the ceiling, looking through the window in the door.

The boss said that you can't kill people, and the old way said that if you encounter someone who is not happy with it, you can be disabled.

He needs to think,

Who should be disabled.

The arrangement of the inside,

Empty,

But there are quite a few people.

Three men in long robes,

There were also two young men, who looked to be seventeen years old.

Two young men are being reprimanded,

One of his eyes flickered, and from time to time he secretly looked at the electric shock chair in front of him, fearful, and kept shouting "the truth is", "I was wrong", "I was wrong", "I was wrong".

another

Glancing at the eye,

I'm hanging,

I'm too lazy to care about your appearance.

The little boy suddenly thought of the boy he had seen when he went back to the bookstore last night, the boy huddled in the corner shivering.

Suddenly,

In his mind, he began to make up the boy's previous appearance.

But

The man who hangs,

It was not how it was,

The boy who was very scared was caught by two long shirts,

Directly sat on the electric shock chair.

The chair is locked and has straps, which are directly tied, and can struggle, but cannot be separated.

Next

It's just a very boring scene.

Energized,

shouted,

And also urinary incontinence.

It's boring,

It's really boring,

At least

In the eyes of the little boy, it is like this,

This punishment,

He couldn't get on the stage, and he was angry, he had seen more punishments than this.

It seems to be to kill chickens and set an example for monkeys,

The boy who was hanging before didn't see the meaning of hanging on his face at this time,

Instead, he looked horrified.

The three caftan continued to yell at him,

It seems to give him enough time to digest the effect of the chicken's "killing".

subsequently

The boy who was hanging was also brought up by three long shirts,

Have him sit in an electric shock chair.

The boy began to struggle and began to abuse,

There were still a lot of urine stains left on the chair.

At this point,

It's even smoother.

And then

Another scream came,

Burst after burst.

The little boy pursed his lips,

His heart,

Still unmoved.

Of course

Neither of them died,

It is also impossible to kill people here.

The three caftan kicked a few times at the two people who were electrocuted,

The two boys got up tremblingly,

Almost on his knees,

What the curse swears,

Admit your mistakes first,

Reassurance,

in a word

It's still boring.

The little boy felt that he might as well go to Lori's house to watch her get up, watch her wash, and watch her water the flowers and plants in his yard.

yawned,

But

Since the boss asked him to come, he must have come to be a thug, and he can't kill people, he can only be disabled.

That's it,

Who will cripple you?

You have to beat a few people and send them back, right?

A "teacher" in a long shirt?

Student?

Looking at the attitude of the students prostrate on the ground and admitting their mistakes,

The little boy suddenly felt as if he had no reason to go in and beat someone.

"Teacher", the little boy felt that those punishments were not on the table, they were not punishments, they were just tickling.

He was a little bored,

Jumped down,

Going down,

He felt that he still had to shout the old way,

Let him tell himself who to hit,

Which one to hit,

He shot again.

Finish early,

Go home early.

The employees in the bookstore, as long as they come in, are unconsciously infected with the atmosphere of salted fish, especially in the face of work and tasks, which is more and more obvious.

When he walked to the first floor,

I saw a group of middle-aged men and women pouring in from the gate.

Today

It was the day when the basically closed training class was open to the public, and a large number of parents who sent their children here for education and reform appeared here.

"Serve tea!"

A man in a long shirt shouted.

Present

Dozens of students holding tea in their hands,

found their parents,

and knelt directly in front of his parents,

Respectfully handed the tea over,

And he said solemnly: "The son (daughter) invites the mother (father) to tea." ”

The parents present immediately helped their children up,

One by one,

Weeping with joy,

Some began to thank the "teacher" again and again,

Speaking words of gratitude,

Without the guidance of the teachers, their children really don't know what to do.

Some old tears are crisscrossed,

Seeing that his child is finally sensible,

Very gratifying.

A happy one,

A touching scene of father's kindness and filial piety.

Parents holding their children while laughing and wiping tears,

The children, on the other hand, were emotionally infected and began to cry loudly.

It's just that

The emotions of children and parents crying,

It's different.

The little boy thinks it's noisy,

This crowd of silent cries,

Let him feel so upset,

than the cry when I listened to the electric shock before,

More upset.

He frowned slightly,

Looking at the group of middle-aged parents crying and laughing below,

Silently raised his hand,

Slightly clenched into a fist,

It's so noisy,

I want to cripple them all............

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