When Qiu Ping heard Cao Wuyang say this, his old face turned red.

He has always talked like a fart, and he has bragged so much that sometimes he forgets it.

Vaguely, it seems that there is such a thing.

"Oh, then you're busy, I have to take a step beforehand."

The little loach fled in the wilderness, he originally didn't want to see this Cao Wuyang, but now he is still despised by him, which makes him feel that he has lost a lot of face.

"Don't forget to find Changyang-kun."

Cao Wuyang looked at the little loach's reckless appearance and shouted again in the back.

I don't know if this kid heard it.

The little loaches slid around the area.

Before he knew it, he had come to a low hill.

Although the peaks here are low, the surrounding scenery is beautiful, and the east side is the vast weir lake, which is a rare scenery.

Qiu Ping looked familiar here, and when he saw a Wenxinjing temple in the mountain, he remembered that there was also a temple of his own.

He remembered that when the temple was newly built, when he came to inspect it, he met a very terrible black-robed man.

Fortunately, he relied on the Tianqi axe to kill it to the limit, and thus obtained the method of [Taiyuan Dao].

After a while, there is a sense that things are not people.

Although the little loach is still too young at the moment, he feels that he often deals with those old foxes, and his mentality has become vicissitudes.

When people get old, they always like to reminisce about the past.

Qiu Ping walked up the mountain road, and the grass and trees here gave him a sense of familiarity and strangeness, and a trace of apprehension suddenly rose in his heart.

As the saying goes, the nostalgia is more timid...... What a.

Well, he's only been here once, and he doesn't have any affection for it.

Ever since he was attacked and killed by the black-robed man here, he had PTSD here, and if it weren't for the fact that he was strong now, he would have turned around and ran away when he saw this mountain.

Even now, he was wary of the place.

There's no way, loaches, they're always sensitive and suspicious, and there are always people who want to harm me.

He came halfway up the mountain and heard the sound of Lang Lang reading coming from the temple.

Zi said: "Those who are not benevolent cannot be married for a long time, and they cannot be happy." The benevolent are benevolent, and the knower is benevolent......"

In one of the classrooms of the temple, nearly a hundred "students" were seated.

It's just that if there are outsiders here, they will definitely be scared half to death by the scene here.

Because in the temple, the students sitting in the temple are not human beings at all, but beasts of different shapes.

In the front row are small beasts such as rabbits, rats, and shrews, in the middle are medium-sized beasts such as muntjacs, sika deer, and goats, and in the last row are large beasts such as buffaloes, hippos, and rhinoceros.

On the beams, there are also several bats hanging upside down.

On the edge of the window, there are several small snakes with black and white seals.

It's just that these beasts are all sitting in the classroom, spitting out human words, and the voices of immature children echo throughout the school.

"Let me tell you, my boss has been promoted again, and he will be able to redeem us all soon, and our hard days are coming to an end."

In the front row, a small shrew pulled a few mice and rabbits next to it, muttering quietly.

"You've said this hundreds of times, is Boss Ling reliable?"

A rabbit next to him looked at the shrew with suspicious eyes.

"Bold!"

"Who gave you the audacity to question my boss? Have you eaten bear's heart leopard gall? ”

The little shrew raised his voice, looking indignant.

The rabbit pouted his three-petal mouth, I especially think you are unreliable.

"What do you know about our official affairs?"

Xu felt that he was being despised and the little shrew's face turned red.

"Tell me, what is benevolence?"

Just as the little shrew wanted to say a few more words to argue, a voice that made his legs go limp.

"Ren...... Yes...... Ren ......"

"I think benevolence is a ...... A flattened thing, or a round thing...... It can also be said to be a fragrant thing. None of us can lack it, and without benevolence, we won't be able to live in winter. ”

The little shrew stood up and stumbled.

"Huh? What is a flat, round, fragrant thing? ”

The teacher wanted to punish the shrew, but when he heard what he said, it seemed to make sense, so he became interested.

If everyone is gone, they will indeed not be able to live.

But why is it winter? You can't live without Ren in the summer.

"The melon seed kernel is flat, the peanut kernel is round, and all the nuts are fragrant."

When the little shrew heard that the teacher seemed to agree with his words, he immediately became happy, straightened his chest, and said loudly and firmly.

"Hahahahaha."

The whole school hall erupted in laughter.

Those tiger spirits leaned forward and backward desperately, and slapped the table wildly with their paws.

"Silence! Quiet! ”

The master's face suddenly darkened, and he picked up the ring ruler and patted it vigorously on the table, and it took a while to calm down the scene.

"You, stand behind me to listen to the class, and go back in the evening to copy the scriptures I studied today a hundred times, and if there is any untidy handwriting or omission, copy it another hundred times."

The master was furious, and his beard shook up and down, choking on the anger of the little shrew.

"Smack!"

The little shrew sat on the ground like a wooden stake, with a dead face, and let him copy it a hundred times, and let him die.

"Boss, when are you going to save me?"

The little shrew was sad and indignant in his heart.

"Hey, what class are you in? How do you hang out during class time? ”

At this moment, there was a reprimand outside.

The little shrew looked up, but saw a black-faced boy being blocked in the corner by the mountain chief, and reprimanded with raised eyebrows.

"BIG gall! Do you know who I am? ”

The little loach's eyebrows furrowed, okay, don't look at the name of this temple.

This is my family's temple, I am the director of this school, how dare you, a little mortal, speak so loudly to the school director?

Believe it or not, raise your rent?

"This stance! This sound! This spirit! ”

"It's the eldest of my family who is here!"

At this moment, the little shrew only felt that his blood was boiling, and the small black-faced figure became so tall in his eyes.

"Hmph, this old thing actually talked to my boss like this, it's already the way to die!"

Half of the little shrew's face was buried in the shadows, and a sharp light flashed in the corners of its eyes.

And the little monsters in the school also opened their mouths slightly.

Within the scope of this academy, no one has ever dared to carry it with the mountain chief, no! To be precise, there is no one who dares to blow up his hair with the master.

"Smack."

At the next moment, the mountain chief took out a ring ruler in his hand and knocked it down, falling directly on Qiu Ping's head.

Originally, Qiu Ping still wanted to have an iron on his head, but when he was knocked by this, he immediately had gold stars in his eyes and fell to the ground with a "plop".

His spirit was in a trance, and then he looked at the mountain chief dressed by the old man in front of him, but he only felt that the other party had turned into a young man in a crimson robe, with a half-golden mask on his face.

"Choi ......"

"Smack."

The ring ruler fell again, and the little loach fell over again, but it was paralyzed and no longer had the strength to get up.

The mountain chief lifted his back and placed him in an empty seat in the front row.

The whole classroom was silent, all the little monsters' mouths were slightly open, and the little shrew's legs and stomachs were constantly trembling, and their eyes were full of dead ashes.

At this moment, all his hopes were cut off.

"Why are you dumb? Keep reading! ”

The mountain chief put his hand back and glared at the little demons.

"Zi said, learn and learn."

"No, ah...... Exhilaration. ”

As if a floodgate had been opened, all the little monsters began to read it, regardless of whether it was right or not.

"Hmm."

The mountain chief nodded and left the place slowly.

The little loach crawled up dizzily on the desk, looking at the textbook in front of him and the little monsters around him like toads chanting scriptures with a sad and angry face.

"Old ...... Boss, why did they even arrest you? ”

The little shrew secretly approached Qiu Ping and asked in a low voice.

"Damn, why are you?"

"I just thought it was your brother, why are you here?"

Qiu Ping saw this familiar swishing tone, and then recognized that this was Qu Jingjing.

"Haven't you been promoted to an eighth-rank god? Why do you still come to class? ”

Qiu Ping was also confused, the original intention of this classroom setting was to use those little monsters to enlighten their minds, and by the way, select Shinto reserves.

But now this kind of behavior, it's like I've become a civil servant, and I have to go back to studying for the public examination?

I had to study when I wasn't admitted, and I had to study when I got in, so didn't I take the exam in vain?

"Boss, I heard that you are all four-rank gods, don't you come to study the same?"

The little shrew looked sad and angry, and spoke.

The little loach was choked suddenly, and he was really unhappy today.

There must be too many people who are jealous of me, cursing me every day, and causing me to break my luck.

Qiu Ping thought with malice in his heart.

"It's not because Shinto thinks that the knowledge of our monsters is too low, so let's go back to the furnace and rebuild. If you want me to say, we monsters all rely on our bodies and supernatural powers to eat, what's the use of reading?"

"Study, learn a fart!"

The little shrew and the little loach shouted at the same time.

At this moment, the two suddenly felt like confidants.

"Ahem, this newcomer seems to have some ideas, why don't you tell me, what is Ren?"

The old master saw the little loach muttering below, and a sneer flashed in his heart.

When the little shrew heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

The weight of this sentence in his heart is tantamount to Tang Seng's mantra.

"Boss, you think twice before answering, and your worst attitude should be better."

The little shrew couldn't bear it after all, and still passed on some small tricks to Qiu Ping on how to reduce the punishment.

These are the lessons he has learned from countless rounds of scolding and punishment.

"This benevolence, let's first look at this word, a person, add a two, this shows that benevolence, is an art that divides people into two."

"Poof...... Ahem, ahem. ”

The little shrew almost didn't cough to death,, boss, your arguments are even more outrageous than my melon seeds.

Sure enough, the master's face darkened in an instant.

There's no one else to take care of, these monsters are so lawless.

"You, go back and copy the whole book for me, a hundred times!"

"Hey, hey, as the saying goes, I note the Six Classics, and the Six Classics note me, and countless Confucians in later generations can expound their own thoughts with the pre-biblical meaning, why did they become heretics when they came to me?"

Little Loach threw his head up, and he would rather be dragged to jail than go to school here.

The master's beard trembled with anger, although he felt that the little loach's words of "the Six Classics note me, I note the Six Classics" sounded a little reasonable, but these six classics, which family's six classics?

"And you see, in this article, it is said everywhere how the ancestors practiced the craft of dividing people into two."

"Look at this sentence, Zi said: If a gentleman is not heavy, he is not powerful."

"This means that if a gentleman is not heavy enough, he will not be able to establish his authority."

Qiu Ping casually flipped a page and pointed to a sentence on it.

"You...... You, how unreasonable! How could the ancestors have such intentions! ”

The master almost had a heart attack, this bastard, where does this mean.

But the little monsters below nodded their heads again and again.

It's a bit of an exaggeration for you to let them, the little monsters who have just escaped from their animal nature, understand what "benevolence loves" are.

Not to mention, there are many species in this room that have recipes for each other.

"Zi said, if you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand."

"The meaning of this sentence is that if you don't learn the rules of the way, I will beat you until you can't stand."

The little loach continued to speak solemnly.

"There is also this sentence, Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night."

"If I knew the way to your house, you would have died at night."

"And ......"

The little loach pointed to the book and talked crookedly.

The master told them the classics for several months, and none of these little monsters had them on their backs, but the little loach only talked about these crooked theories once, and they understood.

What does this mean?

Whether it is knowledge or art, it comes from life.

Out of life, these things of yours are bullshit.

The little monsters kept nodding their heads, and they didn't look like they couldn't wake up on weekdays.

I just said, I thought we were rotten wood, and the old thing said that we didn't carve rotten wood, and I didn't know what it had to do with carving.

The big bird of the Eagle Clan sitting in the last row didn't learn either.

It turns out that there is something wrong with this old thing's teachings, and if you said that, wouldn't I be able to understand it?

"And this sentence, what does it mean that a friend comes from afar, although he is far away, he will be punished?"

"Old ...... Boss ......"

"The Master fainted."

The little loach was about to say a few more words, when suddenly the little shrew next to him tugged at his arm.

"Huh? How do you sleep in class? ”

"Slaughter to sleep, rotten wood can not be carved."

Qiu Ping put his hand back, sighed, and said in a somewhat old-fashioned manner.

The monsters looked at the little loach with extremely admiring eyes, and they were able to make the master faint, what a profound knowledge.

You see, the Master always said that we can't carve anything, and he can't carve it himself.

(End of chapter)