Li Jing and the others unexpectedly didn't hear Nezha's screams when he was beaten, but heard Mao Xiaowei say:

"Nezha's opinion is very practical, deodorizing Nezha for the teacher is indeed not conducive to the healthy growth of teenagers, and this problem has to be changed. ”

Mao Xiaowei discharged the smell against the hot-tempered Nezha along the way to gain some hatred points, but Nezha didn't get angry and didn't receive the hatred points, so Mao Xiaowei was ready to change his mind sincerely.

Nezha listened to Mao Xiaowei's words, and glanced at the crowd triumphantly, his eyes were full of ridicule for everyone, he was mocking everyone's timidity.

Li Jing, Yang Jian, Zhu Gangguan, as well as a fox and a monkey were all dumbfounded, and they all said secretly in their hearts:

"Doesn't Shizun like to kick people? This is not like Shizun's style!"

When everyone was just impressed by Mao Xiaowei, Mao Xiaowei said to Nezha again:

"Nezha, although your suggestion is very pertinent, what is the matter with your attitude of talking to the teacher? Didn't the teacher tell you what it means to respect the teacher? ”

Nezha was stunned, he thought that Shizun took the initiative to solicit opinions because Shizun wanted to be people-oriented, but he didn't expect Shizun to still kick people!

"Master, I still have an opinion, can you not kick my head in the future. ”

Nezha said quickly, but before he could finish speaking, his head was tightly sucked by a strong suction, and the whole person flew up and hit Mao Xiaowei's donkey hooves.

Then, the crowd who couldn't bear to look directly heard Nezha let out a miserable scream:

"Oh, don't. ”

Then there was a heavy sound of hitting the wall, Nezha's whole person had been kicked away by the donkey's hooves, and he fell to the ground after hitting the wall, which was still less than one layer of strength for Mao Xiaowei, otherwise even if Nezha's skin was rough and thick, and his ability to resist blows was ten times that of ordinary people, he would still hurt his muscles and bones.

Li Jing and the others nodded when they saw Nezha sliding down the wall, and secretly said in their hearts:

"Shizun really hasn't changed his style. ”

As for Nezha, everyone felt that he was completely to blame, no one comforted him with a sad face, and Li Jing wanted to call Nezha to the guest room where he lived and scolded him.

And Mao Xiaowei heard the electronic synthesis sound of the system:

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has a hundred points added to it. “

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has a hundred points added to it. “

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has fifty points added to his hatred value. “

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has fifty points added to his hatred value. “

Mao Xiaowei only gained 300 hatred points this time, and there are still 200 points left to draw the lottery, Mao Xiaowei feels that this is not good, the so-called one thing does not bother the two masters, so Mao Xiaowei stopped and covered his head, and Nezha, who looked indignant, asked:

"Nezha, for the teacher to kick you, are you convinced?"

Nezha was naturally unconvinced, obviously the master asked him to give advice, he just obeyed the teacher's orders, but he was beaten, but he didn't dare to go straight because his brain hurt, so he could only cover his head with his hands and lower his head, but a pair of big eyes with a little dark circles were about to erupt fire.

So Mao Xiaowei heard the electronic synthesis sound again:

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has a hundred points added to it. “

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has fifty points added to his hatred value. “

"Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society from the future, has fifty points added to his hatred value. “

"Finally a lottery. ”

Mao Xiaowei sighed.

But before the lottery, Mao Xiaowei felt that he should comfort Nezha, bullying this bear child out of a mental illness or something, how to let him be a gold medal fighter in the future!

Thinking of this, Mao Xiaowei walked up to Nezha and said to Nezha:

"Don't be annoyed, it's good for you to beat you for the teacher, because you can't be too arrogant, and people who are too arrogant will suffer. ”

Nezha finally couldn't control it, raised his head and retorted:

"Isn't the master also very arrogant? Isn't the master afraid of suffering?"

Mao Xiaowei was not annoyed when he heard Nezha's words, and said slowly:

"Being a teacher is naturally not afraid, because a teacher is not a person, but a donkey. ”

Nezha felt unable to argue when he heard this, and after being persuaded by Mao Xiaowei again, he returned to his father to be trained.

Mao Xiaowei let his stunned apprentices walk out of the room, and he started the lottery.

And Li Jing, Yang Jian and other apprentices also understood why the master was not very reasonable, the original truth applicable to human beings did not apply to the master who showed people in the body of a donkey

Mao Xiaowei's previous draws were all spiritual fruits, so this time he successfully drew a jar of donkey meat with sauce.

"Gross. ”

Mao Xiaowei retched for a while, and a black porcelain jar with donkey saliva spit out of Mao Xiaowei's mouth, this black jar contained ten catties of sauce donkey meat, according to one or two sauce donkey meat and ten catties of spirit stones, this jar of sauce donkey meat can be sold for a thousand catties of spirit stones.

Mao Xiaowei felt that he could train his apprentices to become the world's top martial artists by selling sauce and donkey meat, and as for breaking the void and becoming immortals, it was up to them.

Mao Xiaowei thought excitedly, just wanting to offend many people by smoking so much sauce donkey meat, Mao Xiaowei couldn't think about it.

"Li Jing came in. ”

After drawing a can of sauced beef, Mao Xiaowei called Li Jing into the room and said:

"Take out this jar of sauce donkey meat, give the shopkeeper a taste, and then let the shopkeeper sell it, if someone wants to eat, let them bring the spirit stone, and pay the money to eat the meat, and one or two pieces of meat cost ten catties of spirit stones, not a pound less, whether you can become stronger depends on the spirit stones exchanged for these sauce donkey meat, so you must be careful, rest for the teacher for a while." ”

Mao Xiaowei has not rested since he came to this end world, either kicking people or running away, he feels that his legs are sore.

Li Jing solemnly picked up more than ten catties of jars with both hands and walked out of the guest room where Mao Xiaowei was, and called Yang Jian, Zhu Gangguan and Nezha out in the corridor, and asked them to take machetes and sticks to prepare for possible snatching, although they couldn't beat the martial artists in the sect, but as long as they resisted for a while, the master who never suffered a loss would kill them and save them.

After all, Shizun values these donkey meat very much.

Li Jing solemnly held a jar of donkey meat with sauce in front of the shopkeeper and said:

"Shopkeeper, although this good thing is not easy to come by, the Patronus Lord has decided to reward you with a piece for you to taste. ”

When the shopkeeper saw that Li Jing, a man in his thirties, was so solemn, he knew the preciousness of this sauce of donkey meat, and his face became solemn, and he said to Li Jing:

"Let's talk in my room. ”

The shopkeeper said, led the way first, brought Li Jing and the others into his room, and then opened a locked drawer, and took out a pair of silver chopsticks with a brocade bag from the drawer.

Li Jing put the jar on the wooden table and opened it, and a smell of sauce mixed with the smell of meat wafted out of the jar, making everyone present drool.