Chapter 111: Please stop talking
Qin Yifan's idea is to use storytelling to divert the children's attention and make them forget what happened just now, so that they don't keep thinking about it.
"Sir wants to tell a story, that's great!" the children immediately cheered, and sure enough, they instantly forgot what had just happened.
Mr. Qin wants to tell the story of ghosts, and the villagers who wanted to leave also stopped. There are many monsters and ghosts in this immortal cultivation world, so everyone is very concerned. Moreover, Mr. Qin is highly educated, and the stories he tells must be different from those told by others.
Wulu and Fuyun are even more reluctant to miss the stories told by the immortals. Immortals tell stories, just like preaching, and they must have a deep meaning!
So, the crowd listened at the base of the wall, as if they were in a class with the children.
"When Song Dingbo in Nanyang was young, he walked at night and met ghosts. Asked: Who? Ghost Words: Ghost also. The ghost asked: Who are you Fu? The ghost asked, "Where do you want to go?" and replied, "You want to go to Wan City." Ghost words: "I also want to go to Wan City." "Walk for a few ......miles," Qin Yifan said.
After reading the ancient text, I translated it again for everyone: "There is a man named Song Dingbo in Nanyang, when he was young, he went out at night and met a ghost. Song Dingbo asked, who are you? The ghost said, I am a ghost. The ghost asked him who you are, and Song Dingbo lied to him and said that I am also a ghost. ”
The ghost asked Song Dingbo where he was going, Song Dingbo said that I was going to Wanshi, and the ghost said that I was going there too, so the two walked a few miles together. ”
"The ghost said: Walking is too tiring, you can take turns to walk on each other's backs, Song Dingbo said that it was very good. The ghost walked a few miles on his back first, and the ghost said that you are too heavy, I'm afraid you are not a ghost, right? Song Dingbo said that I had just died, so my body was heavy. When it was Song Dingbo's turn to carry the ghost, he found that the ghost had almost no weight, and they took turns to carry it several times like this. ”
Song Dingbo also said: I am a new ghost, I don't know what ghosts are afraid of? The ghost replied: I just don't like human spit. So we walked together. Encountering the river on the way, Song Dingbo asked the ghost to cross it first, and there was no sound at all when he heard it. Song Dingbo crossed by himself, and the water made a loud noise. The ghost said, "Why is there a voice?" Song Dingbo said: I have just died, and I am not familiar with crossing the water, so don't be surprised. ”
Along the way, when he was about to arrive in Wanshi, Song Dingbo put the ghost on his shoulder and grabbed it tightly. The ghost screamed loudly and begged to let him down, but Song Dingbo stopped listening to him. carried the ghost all the way to Wanshi, and then put the ghost on the ground, and the ghost turned into a sheep, and Song Dingbo sold it. Song Dingbo was worried that it would change again, so he spat on the ghost. Sold it for 1,500 yuan, so he left the market in Wanxian County. ”
After a short ghost story, the children listened to it with relish and could not get enough of it. When the villagers outside heard this, there were many question marks in their hearts.
Can people sell ghosts as animals?
What happens to the person who bought the sheep after eating the ghost?
"Sir, let's talk about one more, we still want to hear it. One of the children said.
"No, you can only tell one story a day. Qin Yifan said, "After class, we will rest for a while, and we will read the thousand-character essay again." ”
Whew! The children were disappointed.
"Sir, why is Song Dingbo not afraid of ghosts, is he an immortal cultivator?" asked Hua Xiaofluttershy, "I heard that only powerful immortal cultivators are not afraid of ghosts. ”
"No, Song Dingbo is just an ordinary person. In fact, ordinary people don't need to be afraid of ghosts, because ghosts are not as terrifying as you imagined. Qin Yifan said: "As the old saying goes: The ghost returns, and the dead return to the people! All living beings will die, and the dead will return to the earth, which is called a ghost." ”
When the crowd listened, they didn't think there was anything, and some didn't even understand it. However, when these words were heard in the ears of the two cultivators, Wulu and Fuyun, there was a sharp shock in their hearts: All living beings will die, and death will return to the earth, what is this called a ghost?
Qin Immortal, is this talking to everyone about ghosts?
The few words he just said are simply the truth of the ghost!
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, surging towards Yifan Academy.
Wulu's expression froze, opened his eyes to the sky, and instantly saw that in the yin wind, there were countless ghosts hidden. Among them, there are old and young, some are resentful, and some have confused expressions......
What Mr. Qin said was really the ghost way, and he attracted all the nearby ghosts, lonely souls and wild ghosts!
"Get out of here!"
Fuyun pulled out the fairy sword and swung it, and a fairy power was released, and immediately all those ghosts were dispersed, but they still hovered in the distant sky, refusing to leave.
"So, the goblins weren't fierce in the first place. The ghosts stranded in the Yang World just can't find their way back...... "I just listened to Qin Yifan's words in the school......
Hearing this, the ghosts in the sky couldn't care much anymore, and rushed down to the school together. They don't want to stay in the yang world and harm people, they just can't find a way back. And now, the immortal inside seems to be pointing them home!
Mr. Qin, we have known for a long time that you are a scholar of heaven and man, and you can even talk about the truth of ghosts. It's just that I beg you to stop talking, if you continue to talk about it, your school will become a ghost nest!
Even if you want to preach, don't preach ghosts, how about preaching the way of immortals to us immortal cultivators?
Sword Hoop!
A golden sword qi talisman appeared in the sky. Countless sword lights emanated from the sword urn, defeating all the ghosts in the sky.
Mr. Qin, it's very easy for us to deal with these little ghosts. If you talk about ghosts again, and attract 10,000-year-old ghosts or demons from the underworld to listen to it, then it will be troublesome. Do you want to turn Maple Town into a ghost, a misery?, Wulu and Fuyun thought to themselves.
"It's a little cold, the weather is getting colder?" Qin Yifan felt a cold breeze, couldn't help but tighten his clothes, and said to the children: "Have you brought your clothes? Beware of catching a cold." ”
But I thought about it immediately, my worries seemed to be a little redundant, the children of the immortal cultivation world had a very good physique. They eat leftovers that have been separated by three days, and they don't have diarrhea. If you are shirtless outside in winter, you will definitely not catch a cold except for feeling cold.
It seems that in this world of cultivating immortals, only an outsider, an ordinary person without any spiritual root, is at risk of getting sick and catching a cold.
However, Qin Yifan rarely catches a cold, and the air in the world of cultivating immortals is very fresh, and there is also aura. Although he can't absorb the aura in the air, at least he won't be infected by any germs. And he also lived a quiet life, had a peaceful temperament, and paid attention to the quality of life.
So, even if he didn't have a spiritual root, he didn't have any illness.
"Alright, alright, that's all for this lesson. Qin Yifan said, "Take a quarter of an hour off after class." ”