Weird past in the countryside

Chapter 17 Teacher Xiao Enters the Classroom for the First Time

Chapter 17 Teacher Xiao Enters the Classroom for the First Time

It happened that the master was collecting medicine in the back mountain at that time, so he survived.Seeing that Qingxuan was attacked, the master wanted to go down the mountain to seek revenge, but was stopped by Qingxuan, saying: karma, good and evil, follow each other like a shadow.Good cause and happy fruit, evil cause and bitter fruit, all have definite numbers together.Enmity can be formed in one day, but cannot be resolved in a thousand days.He is resentful because of you, and you are desperate because of him.From now on, I will not teach you any more skills, here is a book on profound arts, you can comprehend it by yourself.If there is a door in the future, you and I can see the treasure of the teacher's door if you find it; if there is no door, you and I can follow our heart, fate, and nature.

I interjected and asked, "Master means to ask you to look for Ruyi. If you find it, you can meet Master. If you can't find it all the time, you won't see you. Is that what you mean?"

Master nodded: "Almost, but in the end, Master finally said to follow one's heart, follow fate, and follow one's inclinations. It seems that the words have not been dead. I have been walking around all these years since I left Master, looking for clues about Xiaosan and Xue Ruyi, but I found nothing. I never went back to see Master again. Until I passed by Shanggou Village a few years ago, I built a wooden house in the back mountain and lived there."

I then asked: "Master, your skills were not taught by your master?"

The master replied: "Your master only taught me some basic things during those ten years, and later gave me a book, and I learned everything from the book."

I said contemptuously: "This master is partial enough."

Master's face darkened, and he scolded me: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't hate Master at all, but I am very grateful to him. In fact, Master is not a god, nor has he escaped from the world of desire in the Three Realms. It is normal for Master to be biased."

The master paused at this point, and then said sadly: "Actually, I found out later that after I ran away that day, the Wu family came to my house to question the teacher. His family had a lot of people, so they surrounded my house and asked my parents to hand over people. Parents Originally, I felt guilty about exchanging me, but I was relieved when I heard that I ran away. Seeing the famine, it was difficult to live, so they both hit the wall and died. My two younger brothers..."

Master didn't go on to say more, but in those famine years, in order to survive, it is conceivable that anything against human nature would happen.

I saw that Master was moved by what he said, and I couldn't bear it, so I stepped forward to support Master to show comfort.Master patted my hand, straightened his back, took a long breath, and recovered his usual appearance: "Master is fine, it has been so many years, if I say resentment, I should resent Xiaosan's family even more, but the cycle of cause and effect, resentment repeats." Plus, when will it end again?"

Seeing Master like this, I wanted to change the subject.I suddenly remembered the dream I had and the ghost bumping into the wall, so I talked about it with Master.Master thought for a while after hearing this, and said to me: "You dream of a scene every year. I guess it must be related to your previous life, and all I can think of is limited to this. As for Xiagou Village, I am very confused. Interested, I have a hunch that it must be directly related to their big action."

I was chatting with the master while guarding the wooden stick until dawn, the wooden stick opened his eyes, looked at me and the master, looked around, recalled it, patted his head and asked me in surprise: "Yang Zi , let's go find Master Yuan, how did we find it? How did we get back here? How, why can't I remember at all?"

I patted him: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. I will tell you when you have time. The most important thing for you is to rest more, and sleep for a while."

Stick tilted his head and fell back into a deep sleep.After tossing and tossing all night, I saw the wooden stick falling asleep, and I even dozed off, and was about to fall asleep too, when the door opened, and the principal Gao Qingguo walked in.

The principal was very happy to see that Master Yuan and I were there.He tentatively asked me: "Mr. Xiao, what happened to the haunting in our school and village?"

I replied: "I'm going to inform the village chief, it should be fine for the time being."

Upon hearing this, the principal said, "Ah, that's good. There is one more thing, Mr. Xiao, you were too tired to run around the village these days, and it's still summer, so I shouldn't mention it. But our village These children have been suspended for a long time since Mr. Lin's accident, you see, either, or..."

I slapped my head, thinking that I was here to support teaching, and I have been delaying my business by catching ghosts these days.I quickly said to the principal: "Principal Gao, how about this? We are special here, so don't pay attention to summer vacations. I will teach the children when I have time and make up for the missed courses. If I catch up with something, Just suspend class again. Do you think it's okay?"

The headmaster was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay. I'll tell the village head right away." After speaking, the headmaster trotted out of the room.

I glanced at Master, and Master nodded: "This is the best way. You go to class during the day and go out with me at night. We need to do things at night."

I made a bitter face: "Master, I'm not an iron man, I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it."

The master laughed and said, "With Master here, it's nothing to worry about. I'll teach you a method of meditation to adjust your breath. As long as you set aside three hours to meditate, I'll guarantee your hearing, eyesight and energy. It's definitely more effective than sleeping."

Only then did I feel relieved.At this time, the village chief's voice was heard from the tweeter in the village: "Villagers, please pay attention, villagers, please pay attention. The village primary school will start tomorrow, and the village primary school will start tomorrow. Every household will take care of the girls and boys." We all gather together and send them to school tomorrow. Broadcast it again, broadcast it again..."

On the second day, I finished washing and walked out of the room.I heard firecrackers blare at the gate, crackling for a while.I hurried over and saw the village chief Jin Fu and the principal Gao Qingguo standing there looking at the firecrackers with silly joy.After the sound of firecrackers stopped for a while, I asked, "What's the matter? But what kind of firecrackers are you setting off during the Chinese New Year?"

When the village head saw that it was me, he hurriedly stopped me: "Mr. Xiao, isn't class starting today? Let's set off a few whips to celebrate the opening of our primary school, and secondly, it's also for the bad luck of the school a few days ago before Bengbeng."

I nodded, and there were sporadic children walking towards the school at this time. I immediately felt a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, and I made up my mind to work hard to lead these children well.

When the children were almost here, the three of us walked to the door of the classroom.I looked at the familiar classroom, and the scene when I saw Lin Tong for the first time emerged in my mind, wearing a flowing white dress, graceful dancing posture, and petals all over the sky, everything is so beautiful, if the petals do not If it becomes paper money.

I glanced at the white jade ring on my wrist, showing an imperceptible smile, thinking that what happened in the past few days was bizarre enough, a few days ago, ghost shadows were shaking, but today I am going to attend class here.

The principal pointed to this classroom and said: "Mr. Xiao, there are only a few students in our elementary school. There are less than 100 students in total. There are still some who are absent from class from time to time. You are the only teacher for the time being, so I divided it into two classrooms. This one is For the lower grades, one to three years, and the one next door is for the upper grades, four to six years. How to teach it is up to Mr. Xiao. And we don’t have any textbooks, and this set was brought by Mr. Lin at that time.” The principal handed me a stack of textbooks.

I took it and opened the upper one casually, and saw that many places in the book were marked with notes in detail, and the rows of elegant fonts showed that Lin Tong had put a lot of effort into it.

I nodded and said to the principal: "Don't worry, I will do my best to teach the children well." As I spoke, I walked into the classroom and stepped onto the podium where Lin Tong had stood.

I stood still on the podium, facing the classroom, and heard a childish cry: "Stand up!" The children stood up: "Hello, teacher!"

Shouting very neatly, everything is no different from the elementary school in my impression.I replied: "Hello, students. Please sit down!"

I cleared my throat: "The class will start next."

I have never attended class, but I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs running. I tried my best to recall the scene when I was in school, and said to the children: "My name is Henry Zhang, and you can call me Mr. Xiao. Teacher Xiao doesn't know what the name is, how about this, you guys introduce yourself one by one first."

Watching the children standing up one by one and introducing their names, I glanced at the warm sunshine outside the window. The sunlight shone on the window lattice and reflected in the classroom, reflecting the children's bright red faces.At that moment, I suddenly wanted to freeze this scene. The world is so beautiful, and it would be a blessing if I could dedicate myself in this place.

After I teach the lower grades, I will leave some homework for them to do, and I will transfer to the upper grades.Every day, I shuttle between the two classrooms. After class, I will play games with the children on the playground.

In the evening, I learned Master's breathing method and meditated, and the effect was surprisingly good, and I was indeed full of energy during the day.

After a week of such ordinary days, everything seemed to return to normal, so normal that people almost forgot that they had just experienced ghosts and ghosts not long ago, and that there had been ghosts in the school.

The days of peace and tranquility almost made me forget a lot of things outside of me.Until that night, Master came to me: "Apprentice, meditate well in the first half of the night, and go out with me in the second half of the night."

I asked, "Where are we going?"

Master said softly, "Xiagou Village."

This sentence scared me a lot: "Xia, Xiagou Village? The village head said that this village has long since ceased to exist. Someone has seen it, and it is full of graves." I recalled that the village head told me I couldn't help but shiver with my tone and expression when I spoke.

Master nodded: "I've thought about it for the past few days. At present, the only clue we have is Xiagou Village, and I think it's definitely not simple here. Let's explore it first."

I asked again: "Do you want to call Mugu'er and Wei Meng?"

Master shook his head: "Don't use it for now, it's inconvenient to move when there are too many people, so it's just the two of us tonight."

As soon as I heard it, my disappointing legs began to tremble again.Then I thought about it, no matter what, I have experienced so many things that I would never have dared to think about before, so I have come here too.

Back in the dormitory, I started to meditate with my legs crossed, and I had already gotten used to it, so I went to bed early in the morning.In the past few days, I also persuaded him to leave the village, but he refused desperately, saying that he wanted to share our troubles, so I had no choice but to let him go.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the chime of the old-fashioned wall clock "Dang Dang" seemed particularly resounding in the night. At this time, I heard two light rings from the outside window.

(End of this chapter)

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