I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 459 About the fact that I became a school director and inspected, but was forced to become a student

Qiu Ping blushed when he heard what Cao Wuyang said.

He always talked like farting, and he boasted so much that sometimes he even forgot about it.

Vaguely, it seems that there really is such a thing.

"Oh, then you are busy, I have to take a step in advance."

The little loach ran away. Originally, he disliked Cao Wuyang, but now he was despised by him, which made him feel that he had lost a lot of face.

"Don't forget to find Lord Changyang."

Cao Wuyang looked at the little loach's reckless appearance and shouted again from behind.

I don’t know if this kid heard it.

The little loach wandered around in this area.

Unconsciously, he came to a low hill.

Although the peaks here are low, the surrounding scenery is beautiful. To the east is the vast weir lake, which is a rare scenery.

Qiu Ping looked familiar to this place. When he saw the Wenxinjing Temple in the mountains, he remembered that there was a temple of his own here.

He remembered that when the temple was newly built and he came to inspect it, he encountered a very scary man in black robes.

Fortunately, I relied on the Tianqi Ax to kill him to the limit, and he also learned the method of "Taiyuan Dao".

As time goes by, I feel like things are right and people are different.

Although Little Loach is still too young at the moment, he feels that he often deals with those old foxes, and his mentality has become vicissitudes of life.

When people get old, they always like to recall the past.

Qiu Ping walked up the mountain road. The plants and trees here gave him a feeling of familiarity and strangeness, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

As the saying goes, being close to home is even more timid... what the heck.

Well, he's only been here once and has no feelings for it.

Ever since he was attacked and killed by men in black robes here, he had developed PTSD from this place. If he hadn't become stronger now, he would have turned around and ran away when he saw this mountain.

Even now, he remains wary of this place.

I can't help it, I'm a loach, I'm always sensitive and suspicious, and there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me.

He arrived halfway up the mountain and heard the sound of reading loudly coming from the temple.

"Confucius said: "Those who are unkind cannot make appointments for a long time, nor can they enjoy each other for long periods of time. A benevolent person is kind, a wise person is kind..."

There were nearly a hundred "students" sitting in a classroom in the temple.

But if there are outsiders here, they will definitely be scared to death by the scene here.

Because in the temple, the students sitting there are not humans at all, but beasts with different appearances.

In the front row are small mammals such as rabbits, mice, and shrews; in the middle are medium-sized mammals such as muntjacs, sika deer, and goats; in the last row are large mammals such as buffalo, hippopotamus, and rhinos.

There were several bats hanging upside down on the rafters.

Beside the window sill, there are several small snakes with black texture and white markings.

However, these beasts all sat imitating others, speaking human words, and their childlike voices echoed throughout the school.

"I'm telling you, my boss has been promoted again and will be able to redeem us all soon. Our hard days are almost over."

In the front row, a little shrew pulled a few mice and rabbits next to it, muttering quietly.

"You've said this hundreds of times, are you trustworthy?"

A rabbit next to him looked at the shrew suspiciously.

"Be bold!"

"Who gave you the courage to question my boss? Are you too brave?"

The little shrew raised his voice, appearing to be filled with indignation.

The rabbit curled his lips, I really think you are unreliable.

"What do you, a little monster, know about our official affairs?"

Perhaps feeling slighted, the little shrew's face turned red.

"Tell me, what is benevolence?"

Just when the little shrew wanted to say a few more words to argue, a voice that made his legs and feet weak sounded in his ears.

"Ren...ah...Ren..."

"I think benevolence is... a flat thing, or a round thing... it can also be said to be a fragrant thing. None of us can lack it. Without benevolence, we can't survive in the winter. ”

The little shrew stood up and said stumblingly.

"Huh? What do you mean by something flat, round, and fragrant?"

The teacher originally wanted to punish the shrew, but after hearing what he said seemed to make sense, he became interested.

It is true that we cannot live without benevolence.

Just why is it winter? You can't live without Ren in the summer.

"Melon seed kernels are flat, peanut kernels are round, and all nuts are fragrant."

When the little shrew heard that the teacher seemed to agree with what he said, he immediately became happy, puffed up his chest, and spoke loudly and firmly.

"Hahahahahaha."

The whole school burst into laughter.

Those tiger spirits were leaning forward and backward desperately, and they were slapping the table wildly with their paws.

"Silence! Silence!"

The master's face suddenly darkened. He picked up the ruler and patted it hard on the table. It took a while for the scene to calm down.

"You, stand behind me and listen to the class. Go back in the evening and copy the meaning of the scriptures you studied today for me a hundred times. If there are any irregularities in handwriting or omissions, copy them a hundred times again."

The master was so angry that his beard twitched up and down. He was so angry at the little shrew.

"Snapped!"

The little shrew sat heavily on the ground like a wooden stake, with a dead look on his face. If he were asked to copy it a hundred times, it would be better to let him die.

"Boss, when will you come to save me?"

The little shrew was filled with grief and anger that was difficult to understand.

"Hey, which class are you in? Why are you hanging out during class time?"

At this moment, a sound of reprimanding came from outside.

The little shrew looked up and saw a black-faced boy being blocked in a corner by the mountain chief, scolding him with raised eyebrows.

"BIG! Do you know who I am?"

Little Loach's brows rose, okay, I don't even want to know what the name of this temple is.

This is my family's temple, and I am the director of this school. How dare you, a little mortal, speak so loudly to the director?

Do you believe your rent will be increased?

"This posture! This voice! This courage!"

"It's my boss who's here!"

At this moment, the little shrew felt his blood boiling, and that small black-faced figure became so tall in his eyes.

"Hmph, this old guy actually talks to my boss like that, it's already a recipe for death!"

Half of the little shrew's face was buried in the shadows, and a sharp light flashed from the corner of its eyes.

All the little monsters in the school also opened their mouths slightly.

Within the scope of this school, no one has ever dared to challenge the mountain leader, no! To be precise, no one even dared to argue with the Master.

"Snapped."

At the next moment, the mountain chief took out a ruler from his hand, knocked it down hard, and landed directly on Qiu Ping's head.

Originally, Qiu Ping wanted to be stunned, but after being hit by this blow, stars appeared in his eyes and he fell to the ground with a plop.

He was in a trance, and when he looked at the mountain leader dressed as an old man, he felt that he had transformed into a young man wearing a crimson robe, with half a golden mask on his face.     "Cui..."

"Snapped."

The ruler fell again, and the little loach fell over again, but his whole body was limp and he no longer had the strength to get up.

The mountain leader lifted his back and placed him on an empty seat in the front row.

There was silence in the whole classroom, all the little monsters' mouths were slightly opened, and the little shrew's legs were trembling, and his eyes were full of death.

At this moment all his hope was lost.

"Why are you mute? Keep reading!"

The mountain chief put his hands back and glared at the little monsters.

"The Master said, learn and practice from time to time."

"It's so wonderful, ah... I'm so happy."

As if a certain floodgate had been opened, all the little monsters began to recite it in a hurry, regardless of whether it was correct or not.

"Ah."

The mountain leader nodded and slowly left the place.

The little loach got up from the desk in a daze, looking at the textbooks in front of it and the little monsters around it like toads chanting sutras with a sad and angry look.

"Boss...Boss, why did they even arrest you?"

The little shrew sneaked closer to Qiu Ping and asked in a low voice.

"Damn it, why is it you?"

"I thought he was your brother just now, why are you here too?"

When Qiu Ping saw the familiar swish tone, he recognized that this was Qu Jingjing.

"Haven't you already been promoted to the eighth-level god? Why are you still here in class?"

Qiu Ping was also confused. The original intention of setting up this classroom was to enlighten those little monsters and select Shinto reserve personnel.

But now this kind of behavior is like I have become a civil servant, and I have to go back and study for the civil service exam?

I had to study when I didn't pass the exam, and I still had to study when I passed the exam. Didn't I pass the exam for nothing?

"Boss, I heard that you are already a fourth-grade god. Aren't you here to learn the same thing?"

The little shrew said with a look of sadness and anger.

The little loach was choked immediately. Everything was going wrong for him today.

There must be too many people who are jealous of me and curse me every day, which makes me lose my luck.

Qiu Ping thought with malice in his heart.

"It's not because Shinto thinks that the knowledge of us monsters is too low, so we should reinvent ourselves. Let me tell you, we monsters all rely on our bodies and supernatural powers to make a living. What's the use of studying?"

"Study, learn shit!"

Little Shrew and Little Loach shouted at the same time.

At this moment, the two suddenly felt like they were close friends.

"Ahem, this new classmate seems to have some ideas. Why don't you tell me, what is benevolence?"

When the old master saw the two little loaches muttering below, a sneer flashed in his heart.

The little shrew couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.

The weight of these words in his heart was no different from Tang Seng's curse.

"Boss, think twice before answering, and at the worst, have a better attitude."

After all, the little shrew couldn't bear it anymore and passed on some tricks to Qiu Ping on how to reduce the punishment.

These are the experiences he gained from countless harsh words and penalty charges.

"This is benevolence. Let's first look at this word. One is to establish a person, and the other is two. This means that benevolence is the art of dividing a person into two."

"Pfft...cough cough cough."

The little shrew almost coughed to death. Damn it, boss, your argument is even more outrageous than my melon seeds.

Sure enough, Master's face darkened in an instant.

Is there anyone here to take care of it? These monsters are so lawless.

"Go back and copy the entire book for me a hundred times!"

"Hey, hey, as the saying goes, I annotated the Six Classics, and the Six Classics annotated me. Countless great Confucians in later generations were able to explain their own thoughts based on pre-biblical principles. Why did they become heretics when they came to me?"

Little Loach raised his head. He would rather be taken to jail than go to school here.

The Master's beard was trembling with anger. Although he felt that Xiao Niyi's words of "Six Classics annotate me and I annotate Six Classics" sounded reasonable, but which Six Classics were these Six Classics from?

"And you see, this article is full of references to how the sages practiced the art of cutting a person in two."

"Look at this sentence, Confucius said: If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful."

"It means that if a gentleman does not strike hard enough, he will not be able to establish prestige."

Qiu Ping opened a page at random, pointed to the sentence on it and said.

"You...you are really unreasonable! How could the sage have such intention!"

Master almost had a heart attack from anger, this bastard, what does this sentence mean?

But the little monsters below nodded their heads.

It would be a bit exaggerated for you to ask them, little monsters who have just escaped from their animal nature, to understand what "a benevolent person loves others" means.

If nothing else, there are many species in this room that share each other's recipes.

"The Master said, if you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand up."

"The meaning of this sentence is that if you don't learn the rules of the road, I will beat you until you can't stand."

Little Loach continued to speak seriously.

"There is also this saying, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"If I knew the way to your house, you could die tonight."

"besides……"

The little loach pointed at the book and chatted for a while.

The Master had been telling them about the classics for several months, and none of these little monsters had memorized them. But Little Loach only told them these fallacies once, and they understood them.

What does this mean?

Whether it is knowledge or art, they all come from life.

Without life, these things of yours are bullshit.

The little monsters kept nodding their heads, not looking as sleepy as usual.

Let me just say, I thought we were just rotten wood. That old guy said we were just rotten wood and not carvings, and he didn’t know what it had to do with carvings.

The big bird of the Eagle Clan sitting in the last row has also not learned it.

It turns out there is something wrong with this old guy’s teachings. If you had said this earlier, wouldn’t I have understood it?

"Also, what does it mean that if a friend comes from afar, he will be killed even though he is far away?"

"Old...boss..."

"The master has fainted."

The little loach was about to say a few more words, when suddenly the little shrew next to him tugged his arm.

"Huh? Why do you, sir, sleep in class?"

"Zaiyu sleeps during the day, and rotten wood cannot be carved."

Qiu Ping put his hands back, sighed, and said in a somewhat old-fashioned way.

The monsters looked at the little loach with great admiration. They were able to make the master faint. This was such a profound knowledge.

You see, Master always says that if we cannot carve anything, he himself cannot carve it.

(End of this chapter)