Nightfall

The priest had fat ears and wore a silk robe. When he was talking, his fingers were slightly covered in front of his nose, obviously not very suitable for the smell of sewage in the streets. m

Ye Su said: "Do you need to approve the teaching in Linkang City?"

Shen Guan said in a cold voice: "You want to teach these children to work, no one will ignore you, but it is said that at the end of every day you teach, you will teach a Haotian doctrine?

Ye Su said: "Not bad."

The priest looked at him sharply and reprimanded: "It is an unforgivable crime for a non-priest to misunderstand the teachings.

Ye Su thought for a while, put the rice bowl in his hand on the window sill, and said, "If you want to ask my sin, I will go with you."

Looking at the serene look on his face, the priest felt extremely humiliated, because what he wanted to see was a weeping and repentant sinner. He used to get pleasure from the role of redeemer, so he Feeling very angry, he took the whip from the guard and pulled it to Ye Su's face.

No one dared to stop him. Even the children who held the rice bowl were very respectful to the teacher, and they only dared to stand aside at this time, because he was the priest representing Haotian's will.

Ning Que stood outside the crowd and watched this low-level priest have to teach Ye Su for such a reason. Naturally, she felt a little ridiculous, thinking she was really looking for death.

However, when the leather whip broke out, Ye Su still didn't respond. He stood with his head down in front of the broken house and seemed to be waiting for the leather whip to leave blood marks on his face.

Ning Que thought of this. In the Battle of the Qingxia, Ye Su was defeated by the sword of the Second Brother, and the snowy mountains and seas were destroyed. Now it is just an ordinary person, even a waste person. Daomen who walk proudly in the world.

Now, he can't escape this whip, so naturally he can't escape many whips that might fall later. A generation of Daomen Wizards may die silently in the hands of the mediocre.

Ning Que is not ready to shoot because he has no reason to shoot.

Although a character like Ye Su died in such a humble manner, even though he also felt a bit regretful, he was unwilling to expose his whereabouts because of the other party. When he saw the blind man holding the sword in the crowd, he knew that regret should not happen.

The leather whip broke inch by inch in the dirty air and landed in the sewage in front of the broken house. The priest looked at the whip handle in his right hand with some regret, not knowing what happened.

Then the five fingers of his right hand were also broken, the whip handle fell, the blood was flowing, and the cross-section of Bai Sensen's bones, like five periods painted in white paint, declared his ending.

The priest looked pale, looked at his right hand, and looked at the blood dripping between his hands. The painful body was trembling, but he bit his lip and refused to make a crying cry.

He is not the kind of pious and persevering person, the reason why he can bear the pain of breaking his finger is because like Ning Que, he also saw the blind man holding the sword outside the crowd.

From the moment he saw the blind man, the priest knew why the whip would break, why his fingers would leave his body, and if he did n’t want his head to fall, he had to endure it.

The Xiling Temple has a respected status in any country other than the Tang Dynasty. The general princes and nobles dare not offend the lower-level priests. However, there is a place in the country of the Southern Jin Dynasty. The Xiling Temple must maintain respect. The eyes of those people are similar to pigs and dogs.

There is a sword pavilion.

The priest did n’t dare to stay in front of the leather house for a moment, took a dozen guards, and walked down the street with his head down. When he walked in front of the blind man with a sword, he even wished to hide his head in his crotch. .

According to rumors, His Majesty the Nanjin Emperor died under the blind man's sword. He did not think that the life of His Majesty was precious when he and his guards were added together.

Liu Yiqing walked to the broken house and saluted Ye Su as a junior. He is now a strong man who knows his destiny, Ye Su is just an ordinary person whose snow mountains and seas have been abandoned, but his courtesy is still so respectful.

"Family teacher invites you to retreat in the pavilion again." Liu Yiqing said softly: "You are a pearl, why should you be dusted? The family teacher thinks that there are always those foolish and arrogant people in the world who want to do something ridiculous."

Ye Su looked at the blind swordsman in front of him and smiled slightly. This was the third time Jiangge had sent someone to invite himself. He also knew what Liu Baichuan's sentence meant.

Daomen and the academy both suffered defeats, and the situation has undergone a subtle-change, hiding countless years of awareness, no longer an unknowable place where everyone worships awe. Whether in the spiritual world or inside the Xiling Temple, many people want to gain some kind of spiritual strength or self-approval by killing or bullying him.

He looked at Liu Yiqing and said, "I'm just an ordinary person. Those people who still look at me now can't go too far. Since this is the case, they don't need to bother."

Liu Yiqing said: "Mr. Hu is living in an alley, how can I ensure safety?"

Ye Su said: "There are many ordinary people living in this street. I hope to be able to live like them. If not, it probably means Haotian. Thank you for your kindness."

Knowing that it was impossible to persuade him easily, Liu Yiqing shook his head helplessly, thinking that even if the realm was ruined, Ci Feng was not as proud as in previous years, but Ye Su was still Ye Su after all.

Liu Yijian left with the sword as a stick, and returned to quiet before breaking the house. The eyes of the children looking at Ye Su became more and more enthusiastic. They are used to seeing **** conflicts in this street, so they can turn a blind eye to the five fingers that fell in the sewage, but they understand that the teacher really is not an ordinary person.

The children of the poor family have been in charge for a long time, this sentence makes sense after all, otherwise how could Sang Sang become the current Sang Sang. The children in the house before the house used the wisdom in the city to see Ye Su ’s extraordinary and not scared Instead, he took out the cuteness of the naive little citizen and wrapped around him.

Ye Su didn't care about the excitement around him. After the children finished their meal, he took out a small blackboard from the broken house and began to teach the children. The room suddenly became a lot quieter.

Ning Que stood on the periphery, listening to Ye Su's calm and gentle voice, watching him explain the problems to the children patiently, and suddenly felt that he saw the shadow of the master on his body.

The content of Ye Su ’s teaching made him a little surprised, and had nothing to do with his practice. At the beginning, he was talking about a kind of knitting method. Then he began to draw pictures and taught the boys to do carpentry work until the end of the class. Only when he taught a simple doctrine.

Ning Que did not understand.

As the twilight approached, the voices of parents shouting children came from deep in the streets. Poor people only eat two meals a day. The time for dinner will always be earlier. If you are hungry, go to bed and sleep.

Ye Su waved his hand, beckoning the end of today's lecture, and walked into the broken house with a small blackboard. The children walked respectfully to the broken house, and then whispered away.

Ning Que walked to the broken house, looked at the wooden door that could not be stopped by the wind, and said nothing.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have walked in. However, this time he repeats the red dust, he is looking for opportunities. In this street in the city where Kangcheng sewage flows, suddenly see Ye Su, this is opportunity. He was going to Xiling to die, seeing him before his death was a great opportunity, and he believed that he could kill each other now.

He walked two steps forward and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in." Ye Su said in the broken house.

Ning Que pushed the door and walked in. I saw the walls of the house in the broken house. There was only a small bed and a water tank. The felt felt on the roof had many holes. The twilight leaked and it was very bright.

Ye Su saw him and was surprised, and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Ning Que said: "Wander around at random, but did not expect to meet you."

Ye Su invited him to sit down on the bed and said, "It has always happened at random to meet this kind of thing."

Ning Que said: "Who can think of you as a teacher in a hidden alley?"

Ye Su filled a bowl of water from the tank and handed it to him, saying: "After the Qingxia War, I first went to Song Kingdom and then came here. I lived here for a while many years ago."

Ning Que took the water bowl and thanked her and asked, "The rumor that the life-and-death pass was ruined?"

Ye Su smiled and said: "This kind of life and death, as long as you look at it, you can't see through it. The pride of those years now looks really ridiculous."

Ning Que's current state is not enough to fully understand this sentence, but he vaguely feels that although Ye Su's state is completely destroyed, in some respects it seems to have surpassed that year.

Ye Su asked: "Why are you coming to Nanjin?"

Ning Que said: "Just crossing the road, I am going to the Xiling Temple."

After World War I, Ye Su became a waste person, no longer a practitioner, and naturally did not care about things in the spiritual world. He did not know that the Xiling Temple was going to open a light offering, and he did not care too much.

Ning Que thought about the pictures he had seen when he taught, and did not ask: "With your realm knowledge, as long as you want, you can spend at most a few years, no matter if you want to teach the South Jin Imperial Examination champion or a strong practitioner. What is so difficult, why did you talk about those contents before? "

Ye Su said: "If you want to practice, you need talent. There are not many students with this kind of talent in Linkang City. Even if there are, I must have entered the sword pavilion. As for why I would teach those children to make heads and do woodworking, That's because these skills can help them earn money in the shortest time and then eat more bowls of rice. "

Ning Que thought for a long time, and finally said two words: "Admire."

Ye Su said: "If you want to admire ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ it is better to admire your brother, he taught in the city many years ago, what I am doing is not new."

Ning Que said: "Senior brother is such a person, but you are on the way, so it is more admirable."

Ye Su said: "I lived in Chang'an Chengdao Temple for a while, and I really like the feeling of true meaning in the market, and now I am still seeking my own peace. Where is it worth admiring?"

Listening to the true meaning in the market, Ning Que's hand holding the water bowl stiffened slightly. He looked at Ye Su's eyes and asked very seriously, "Can you teach me these?"

(It should have been two chapters, but there is an unexpected situation to report to everyone: I am going to participate in an event of Shanda Literature on the 11th. I try to end as early as possible. If I do n’t do it in two days, I will definitely come back, because I do n’t want to interrupt , So you must save some manuscripts, there will be only one chapter today.

Then I recommend a book to everyone, title: Dingxian. The author recruits an old gun, the book number is 2466815, the word count has exceeded one million, and it is very full. The writing attitude is very serious. Please support me a lot. ) (To be continued