The man in white proposed to kneel for a long time, and a group of people responded.

They knelt right before the door.

Li Banfeng is not afraid of the wicked, but he must stay away from the sluts, who are more hateful than the wicked and more difficult than the wicked.

But the key question now is where to go from here?

It's definitely not okay to go north, and if you can't get it, you have to go back again.

The direction of due north can be determined, and other directions can also be determined, Li Banfeng chose to go east.

There are a few hills in the east, unlike due north, a wasteland, Li Banfeng looked at the mountains and walked, after all, he would not go wrong.

On the way down the mountain, Li Banfeng kept thinking about what these sages on the mountain usually ate, and after turning around the mountain for a long time, Li Banfeng didn't see the farmland or the farmers.

Halfway up the hill, Li Banfeng saw a seventy-year-old man walking up the mountain with a cart of white rice, and two people following behind to push the cart, one was his son in his early thirties, and the other was his ten-year-old grandson.

The white rice was very heavy, and the three of them pushed it very hard, and when they reached the middle of the hill, the old man stopped the car, and with a pot of white water, the three of them nibbled on the multigrain cakes.

Seeing that these three were honest people, Li Banfeng stepped forward and asked for directions: "How to get to the nearest train station?" ”

The old man's son looked up and said, "Are you looking for a station?" That's a long way off. ”

The old man smiled: "You are a student who went to the mountain to study, right?" Didn't see the saint today? Young man, don't be anxious, sincerity has arrived, and the saint will definitely see you. ”

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not here to study, I'm just passing by." ”

Hearing this, the old man's son looked disdainful and didn't want to pay much attention to Li Banfeng.

The old man seemed to see the hidden situation, and persuaded Li Banfeng: "It is not easy to study, the sage is talking about the world's unique learning, how can you teach it to others casually,

Our family sent rice to the saint for 16 years, and we originally expected the saint to accept my son, but now that my son is old, the saint refuses to accept it, so it depends on whether my grandson has this creation. ”

"Send rice?" Li Banfeng looked at a cart full of white rice, and then looked at the multigrain cakes in the hands of the three grandparents, and asked, "How much is this rice a catty?" ”

The old man glanced at Li Banfeng: "What money do you want?" It is a sincerity to see, the saint is willing to eat my family's rice, this is the fate of our family. ”

The white rice that my own family is reluctant to eat is given to the saint for nothing?

Li Banfeng couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "What kind of mastery does this saint have?" ”

The old man lost his smile and collected the multigrain cakes.

The old man's son was also very nervous, looked around, and said to Li Banfeng: "On the sage's mountain, you have to know how to speak, you don't even understand the etiquette, no wonder the sage doesn't see you." ”

The old man waved his hand and motioned for the two to hurry up and stop talking to Li Banfeng.

The son hurriedly straightened the car and let the old man pull the car in front.

Li Banfeng said: "You are stronger than your father, it is better for you to go to the front to pull the car." ”

The son snorted and said, "This is called sincerity, do you understand?" ”

The septuagenarian man pulls the cart to deliver rice, and the sincerity is indeed extraordinary.

The ten-year-old child was eating bread the whole time, without raising his head.

At this age, when a child can eat, a piece of multigrain cake is obviously not enough for him.

Li Banfeng asked the child: "Have you ever eaten white rice?" ”

The child glanced at Li Banfeng and trotted to follow his father's cart.

Li Banfeng then walked down the mountain, and along the way, he met a lot of students who were studying, and also met people who delivered grain, vegetables, and livestock.

Compared with the people on the mountain, they were more talkative, and when they saw Li Banfeng, they didn't turn around and leave, so they could say a few words.

But when they asked where the train station was, everyone avoided talking about it, they didn't believe that Li Banfeng was passing by, they all thought that Li Banfeng was rejected to go up the mountain to study, and they were disheartened and wanted to leave.

Everyone advised Li Banfeng to stay longer, as long as the sincerity arrived, he would definitely be able to impress the saint.

After being unable to communicate with this group of people, Li Banfeng no longer asked for directions, and when he met people who went up the mountain, Li Banfeng all detoured, he just wanted to go down the mountain as soon as possible.

Everyone on this mountain, along with the grass and trees, and even the air on the mountain, made Li Banfeng extremely disgusted, even in Kucaizhuang, Li Banfeng did not feel so uncomfortable as today.

At the foot of the mountain, Li Banfeng continued to travel eastward, and after walking for more than 100 miles, Li Banfeng finally saw hope.

There is a mountain in front of you blocking the way, but it is not the same as the previous mountain.

It was a hill, noticeably much lower, and there was a village at the foot of the hill.

Li Banfeng entered the village, saw the eye-catching fertile fields, and also saw the farmers working.

The disgusting air seemed to disappear, and Li Banfeng's nerves gradually eased.

But the nerves of the villagers were not soothed, and the arrival of Li Banfeng made them extremely nervous and even a little frightened.

Li Banfeng's clothes frightened them, his demeanor frightened them, and even the tone of his speech frightened them.

For such a reaction, Li Banfeng can understand.

The village is so remote, and the villagers have never seen outsiders very much, so it is very normal to be wary.

When asked about the train station, a small number of villagers replied that they didn't know, and most of the villagers looked at Li Banfeng blankly, as if the train station did not exist in their world.

Li Banfeng can also understand this.

Many villagers may not have taken a train before, let alone the villagers here, Qin Tianjiu, who grew up in Yaowanggou, has never taken a train when he is so big, which is a very normal thing.

Walking from the head of the village to the end of the village, Li Banfeng heard Lang Lang's reading.

The students' childish and energetic voices convinced Li Banfeng that he had left the realm of the Sage Peak.

No matter how remote the place is, there is a school here, and learning serious things can make people see vitality and hope.

What they learned.

"The root of heaven and earth begins in the heart of a saint,

The changes of heaven and earth began with the thoughts of saints,

The foundation of heaven and earth begins with the virtue of saints,

The source of heaven and earth begins with the wish of a saint. ”

As soon as he heard the word sage, Li Banfeng's scalp exploded.

Is this something serious?

You can't make a presumptuous comment, people learn this is traditional knowledge, Li Banfeng has been in Puzhou for less than a year, and some traditions may not be understood.

Looking closer, the sound of reading does not come from the school, but from a rice field.

A group of children under the age of ten recited the Sutra of the Saints while planting rice in the rice field.

This is a very normal thing, and children learn both cultural knowledge and the ability to survive.

A child planted a row of seedlings seriously, and a middle-aged man next to him walked into the paddy field and trampled the seedlings to pieces.

"Reinsert." The man gave the order.

The child, not knowing what he had done wrong, looked up at the man.

The man slapped the child over in the paddy field, and before the child could get up, he stepped forward and made up for it.

The child struggled for a long time and couldn't get up, so the man carried the child to the edge of the field, broke a willow branch, and beat the child.

The child's parents watched from the side, and the child's mother was distressed, and she shivered in pain.

The child's father was standing by, his mouth was upside down, and he said a few words: "This is for his good, all for his good......"

The man twitched a few times, and scolded angrily: "Don't cry, it's a little out of breath, you can't bear the pain at all, what qualifications do you have to learn the principles of a saint?" ”

Is this normal?

Li Banfeng stood on the edge of the field, and the green tendons jumped up.

During his childhood, some not-so-good memories came to Li Banfeng's heart.

The man looked at the child and said, "Do you know why I hit you?" Do you know why you were asked to replant the seedlings? ”

The child shook his head blankly.

The man reprimanded angrily: "If you have doubts, you are not sincere, I will let you replant the seedlings, you replant it, why do you have doubts in your heart, the real rotten wood cannot be carved." ”

Seeing that the child was covered with injuries, the man said indifferently, "I'll give you some medicine." ”

After saying that, he grabbed a handful of salt noodles and wanted to rub them on the child.

The child was so frightened that he trembled, and the child's father and mother trembled with him, and his mouth was still chanting: "Baby, this is for your good, it's all for your good." ”

The middle-aged man grabbed the salt noodles and said: "Endure the pain, reflect on it here, and dare to shout more, you won't have to study tomorrow, you don't deserve ......"

Bang!

Li Banfeng kicked the man in the face.

The man took a few steps back and fell into the paddy field, his nose was kicked crooked by Li Banfeng, and blood flowed.

The man looked at Li Banfeng in astonishment.

Everyone around looked at Li Banfeng.

The man's voice was muffled, "Who are you?" ”

Li Banfeng's hat brim was low, he had his back to the sun, and the man couldn't see his face.

"Don't ask me who I am, do you know why I hit you?"

The man looked dazed.

Bang!

Li Banfeng kicked him again at his blank face.

The man lay on his back in the paddy field, drank a mouthful of mud and sand, and it took him half a day to get up and sit up.

"You, why are you beating someone?"

Two teeth were kicked out by Li Banfeng, and the man's speech was a little leaky.

Bang!

Li Banfeng kicked him again.

"If you have doubts, you are not sincere, I beat you, you are honestly beaten, where is the doubt in your heart? The real rotten wood cannot be carved. ”

After speaking, Li Banfeng grabbed the man's hair and kicked it several times.

The man hissed and cried, and Li Banfeng pinched his mouth: "Don't cry, it's a little out of breath, I can't bear the pain at all, what else do you talk about the principles of saints?"

I'll give you some medicine, you endure the pain, reflect here, dare to shout more, just find a rope to hang, you are reluctant to hang, I will help you, do you understand? ”

After speaking, Li Banfeng grabbed a handful of salty salt and wiped it on the man's face.

The man hissed and cried: "He hit me, hit me......"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "You really didn't understand, okay, I'll take you to find a place to hang." ”

The surrounding villagers were frightened, and a man shouted: "He hit the saint disciple, stop him quickly, don't let him escape." ”

Saint disciple?

This is the disciple taught by the saint?

Stop me?

What's wrong with these people?

Let your child be tortured by this birdman, but you are still willing?

"What's wrong with hitting him?" Li Banfeng carried the middle-aged man, and with a flip of his wrist, he directly broke his neck.

He killed the saint's disciples!

Yes, killed.

This kind of birdman, if it remains in the world, is a scourge.

The villagers stepped forward to stop Li Banfeng and shouted, "Can't let him go!" ”

"Escort him to the Sage Peak and let him be cut by a thousand knives!"

Li Banfeng threw away the body of the middle-aged man, walked straight out of the paddy field, looked at the villagers and said, "Tell your family saint, I killed this person, I see who can stop me today!" ”

The words landed, and everyone was silent.

Li Banfeng strode away, and no one dared to follow behind him.

One of the villagers whispered, "We don't have to stop him, he has committed a great crime, and the saint will not let him out!" ”

Li Banfeng sneered, he wanted to see how capable this saint was.

At dusk, Li Banfeng returned to the village.

He didn't really go out, and after walking for half a day, he returned to the village.

Seeing Li Banfeng appear, all the villagers returned to their homes and closed the door.

Li Banfeng sat at the entrance of the village and patted the wine gourd: "Sister, do you remember it, what the hell is this?" ”

Hulu groaned and said, "Sister has been thinking about it, but I really haven't been here." ”

"What about you?" Li Banfeng asked the old teapot.

The old teapot coughed twice and said, "This place is so fresh, I haven't been here before......"

Forget it, go back to the portable house and ask the lady.

Li Banfeng was about to take out the key when he suddenly heard someone approaching in the distance.

He got up and asked in a low voice, "Who?" ”

A weak female voice came: "Engong, it's me, how did you get here." ”

PS: Who is this person?

(End of chapter)