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"Hey, why didn't you see Zhuangzi yesterday?"

Ning Feng looked left and right, and calculated in his heart, "According to the footsteps, this Zhuangzi should be near the left side of the city, on the edge of the river embankment, but unfortunately the sky is too bad, otherwise you can see the truth." (Please search, update the fastest fiction website!)"

The footsteps did not stop, and with this little bit of kung fu that flashed through all kinds of thoughts in Ning Feng's heart, the three of them entered the Zhuangzi.

"Boom~~~"

The thunder that had been accumulated for an unknown amount of time finally burst out heartily, and the electric whip whipped the night sky, and the thunder shook the earth, and for a moment, it was as bright as day.

With this glimmer of light, Ning Feng took in the scene of the village.

Zhuangzi is really not small, the houses are scattered, there should be flower beds, wells and so on.

"Uh~"

"Weird ......"

Ning Feng muttered.

From that shocking glance, the layout of this Zhuangzi is really strange, it does not look like the Zhuangzi of the people by the water, but more like the northern caves that the footprints have been to are arranged.

"It's weird, isn't it ugly?"

Are caves the same thing as houses?!

Su Laomou trembled when the thunder fell, as if he was frightened, and at this time he pressed his chest, his breath was uneven, and he didn't forget Hao Ran and said, "Let Mr. see and laugh." Although the old man has also walked some places, he has little reading and no knowledge, what is that, he is smiling and generous, hahaha~~~"

Ning Feng nodded silently, he heard it.

The atmosphere in the manor was really a bit strange, but one old and one young were undiminishedly enthusiastic, and they didn't want to delay at all, so they led Ning Feng to the private school.

As in the general countryside, the private school is located in the ancestral hall, with several rows of tables and chairs. I don't know how to inform it, but after Ning Feng came in, dozens of little hairy girls rushed in front and back, and each sat down in his place.

"Stand up!"

"Don't meet Mr. yet!"

The round-faced girl has always been demure and well-behaved except for the sneer at the beginning, and as soon as she stood in front of the children at this time, the eldest sister's bearing immediately came out, bluffing the children to stand up one by one and shout Mr.

Ning Feng glanced at those children, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a little.

What kind of children are these?

"Before Old Man Su didn't come back, what kind of life did they live, look at the desolate ...... of these children"

Ning Feng just glanced at it, and he had a full view of the children's appearances. These children are all small-faced, skinny, and not as puffy, round and ruddy as other children of the same age, and they don't look like the kind that people love.

The more prominent ones may be the big and bright eyes, like two big beads.

The only exception is that after releasing the majesty of the eldest sister, she honestly moved a chair and sat on the round-faced girl at the front.

After meeting Mr., the children announced their names one by one, and their milky voices were filled with gossip, and Ning Feng's head was swollen when he heard it, and he remembered a round-faced girl.

Well, she called Listen to the Rain.

Su listens to the rain, a nice name.

Patiently waiting for the children to be introduced, Ning Feng glanced at it, and saw that Old Man Su also moved a small stool, resting half of his butt aggrievedly, and even sat down in the corner.

"What's going on?"

Ning Feng couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, ignored the old man, put down the book that had been carrying it behind him, uncovered the cloth on it, and reached inside.

"Is this a book?"

Yishui's children suddenly focused their eyes, and the kind of thirst for learning could make all the gentlemen cry bitterly, shouting that they were worthy of being "other people's students".

"Bang~"

A muffled sound came from the corner of the private school, Ning Feng followed the prestige, only to see Su Lao Mou get up from the ground in a wolf manner, he could see that his neck was stretched too long, and he fell off the stool in a daze.

Except for Ning Feng, no one looked over.

All the children opened their mouths wide and looked at Ning Feng in disbelief, no, it was the thing he was carrying in his hand.

"Crunch", Ning Feng opened the thing as if no one was around, put it on the ground, adjusted the direction, and sat down with Shi Shiran.

Ahem, what Ning Feng took out was a folding stool and sat in front of the children closest to him.

"Words ......"

Ning Feng clapped his hands, his voice was like a shocking wood, and he said, it was the demon and the monster, the immortal Buddha. The story full of dreamy colors attracted all the children at the first time, and they listened to it with relish one by one.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

There seemed to be a coughing sound coming from the corner, regardless of him.

Ning Fengzheng talked about the rise, how a monk held the scriptures and recited mantras, sacrificed the magic power of King Kong to subdue demons, and how the Taoist priest did not let a cent, and the sword pill flew out of his mouth thousands of miles away to hit each other......

In the middle, I didn't forget to take out a pen and paper, write out "monk", "Taoist", "flying sword" and other words, and spread them to the disciples.

"cough cough cough ~~ cough ~~~"

The coughing sound became louder and louder, and the sky was pitiful, and the coughing one, the ashes on the roof came down.

Ning Feng reluctantly stopped and looked at the cough: "What does the old gentleman have to say?"

I can't stop, I'm always worried that if I cough again, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys will come out.

Su Laomou's face was strange, and he asked, "Sir, why don't you talk about the Four Books and Five Classics?"

"Four Books and Five Classics?"

Ning Feng shook his head and smiled, "In this world where gods and ghosts are everywhere, the Four Books and Five Classics are only used to wipe your butt, why do you learn it?"

"Lang Lang Qiankun, where did the demons and monsters come from? Who has seen it with their own eyes?"

As if to express great disagreement with Su Laomou's words, the "boom" sound, the thunder seemed to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and then the "boom" torrential rain poured down, dense as hundreds of millions of pearls rolling down the jade plate.

Su Laomou shrunk his neck and looked at Ning Feng waiting for him to answer.

Because of the sky, his face was in shadow at this moment, and it was a little difficult to see clearly.

"I've seen it!"

Ning Feng did not hesitate, and the three words were loud.

The electric light pierced through the door, illuminating the private school brightly for a moment, and Ning Feng clearly saw that Su Laomou's face was strange, and the disciples present were silent.

"When I was seven years old, I saw a great monk who was furious......

Ning Feng is really good at telling stories, telling stories eloquently, painting and coloring, whether it is Su Laomou or Su Tingyu, or those children can listen to it:

"The monk knows what the doll is thinking?"

"I don't believe it. "Xiao Ningfeng is not easy to deceive at all.

"You're thinking that the monk's head is bare, like the donkey next door. ”

The furious Zen master said with a smile, Xiao Ningfeng's eyes blinked, he really thought so.

......

"Do you want to eat Chen Ji buns in the county?"

"......" Xiao Ningfeng didn't answer, he was busy wiping his saliva.

"Wait for the monk to come down. ”

As soon as the angry Zen master turned around and walked out of the courtyard, Xiao Ningfeng hadn't dried his saliva, and was still annoyed that he didn't have time to say that he wanted two, so the angry Zen master walked in again, holding two hot buns in his hands.

The fragrance must be Chen Ji, Chen Ji, the county seat hundreds of miles away, and the big buns that have just been baked.

......

Later, Ning Feng knew that the Great Anger Zen Master was performing in front of him with the magic power of Buddhism: "He has a heart" and "Shenzutong"!

"Didn't you have an apprenticeship, sir?"

A little kid below asked with excitement on his face.

Under curiosity, the eldest sister's stern gaze or something, ignored it.

Ning Feng spread his hands, shook his head and said, "The monk doesn't accept it, he just wants me to knock on the wooden fish ......"

He gestured the size, and then said: "Such a big iron-wood fish, the monk said: As long as I am willing to follow him to chant for ten years and break the wooden fish, no matter what prosperity the world is, his great monk will bring it over and put it in front of me." ”

"The great monk performs supernatural spells, just to sue me that he has the ability to do it. ”

"Provoke him, hide from him, scold him, and the monk is not angry. ”

"He, just want me to knock on the wooden fish~"

When Ning Feng said this, he seemed to have endless emotion, which was very different from the eyebrows that he had told various stories before.

A monk with great magical powers like the angry Zen master went up to the pole to find him to show his magical powers, but he didn't want to accept apprentices to teach, so he just wanted him to knock on the wooden fish......

How many years have passed, Ning Feng thought of that entanglement, and a breath of air was still held in his chest.

Su Laomou was speechless, let alone him, even the stupid descendants below in his mouth, it was not difficult to hear that what Ning Feng was talking about must be a true experience.

He had really seen fairies and ghosts.

"Okay, let's move on to the story. ”

Ning Feng casually wrote down the word "great anger" and passed it on, and said: "After talking about immortals and Buddhas, let's talk about ghosts, it is also my personal experience. ”

"That year, sir, I climbed Peach Mountain, and when I went up the mountain, I met a ghost......"

In the private school, only the sound of breathing comes and goes, or it is held for a long time without sound, or it rises and falls rapidly like tension.

In the story, Ning Feng climbed Peach Mountain and saw a tree in the distance with a slender woman hanging from it. As for the face, you can't see it, can you see the face of the hanged man?

He didn't want to look at it, the problem was that no matter where he went, as soon as he looked up, he would see the female ghost hanging in front of him.

"Girl, Xiaosheng is polite. ”

Ning Feng was helpless, saluted, and said straightforwardly: "Girl, what do you want, just say it." ”

He said it casually, who knew that the female ghost really should.

"Well, it's a ribbon. ”

Like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, a bunch of ribbons fell from the sky, almost burying Ning Feng.

"I want you to tie a ribbon to every tree on the entire Peach Mountain......

......

Ning Feng pursed his lips, his feelings were so complicated that he couldn't say it, and said to the children who could listen attentively in the private school: "Tossing for a long time, that female ghost actually wants me to do that, and then, she can change places every day and continue to hang and sway." ”

"Ah~!"

The children's mouths below are wide enough to fit small fists, but they didn't expect that the female ghost would not rob money or sex, and it would be this purpose to follow her husband for a long time.

Their little brains are not enough, and they don't think much about it, but they just feel that there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity, just like something.

Before the children turned the corner, Ning Feng continued to tell the second half of the story.

He naturally rejected the female ghost's non-dividing request. There are not 100,000 peach trees on Peach Mountain, but also 80,000, if you really want to do that, it is better to pick a pleasing tree yourself, and hang it with both legs, and it will be easy to break yourself.

You can't help with it, but this doesn't prevent Ning Feng from chatting with the female ghost.

Ning Feng enthusiastically described to the children how the female ghost was an official lady, and how she met a strongman, and hanged herself after being humiliated.

Miss Guanjia loved swinging the most before her death, and there were either peaches or monkeys on Peach Mountain, and she was tired of seeing it, so she thought about changing a tree to hang it every day, and it was a swing to play.

"Sir, what does a female ghost look like?

The excited child once again violated the majesty of the eldest sister, didn't he see that Su Tingyu's girl's face was even more angry?

"If you don't look at your face, it's not scary at all. ”

Ning Feng replied very seriously, and began to talk about how messy the clothes on the female ghost's body were, and how it was broken into wisps that couldn't hide anything......

"Ahem, cough, cough~~~, cough~~"

Su Laomou coughed hard.

"Uh~"

Ning Feng opened his mouth, slightly embarrassed, thinking of this at this time, it was really not suitable to say it to the child.

"Let's change the story. ”

Ning Feng was about to talk about something else, but it was raining even more outside the house, and the raindrops hit the roof and splashed in the yard, making a hail-like sound.

"When is it going to rain?"

Ning Feng subconsciously raised his head, looked out of the door, and his eyes suddenly shook.

"Water light?"

As soon as his eyes widened, everyone in the private school looked out in unison.

"Rumble ~~~"

The sound of the water rumbled, and a big wave came overwhelmingly.

"Flooded ~~~"

Su Lao Mou screamed, rolled on the spot, and with a "snap", his outer clothes fell off, and a big gray rat man stood up and screamed.

In the blink of an eye, the tables, chairs and benches fell to the ground, dozens of large and small rats scurried back and forth, and the private school was chaotic into a pot of porridge.

"Scared~"

"What's going on?"

Ning Feng felt that his mind was also stuffed with rats, all kinds of scurrying, what kind of Su family Zhuangzi, it was clearly a litter of rats.