Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 91
Xue Wen contacted Ji Mingzhao immediately after receiving the news: Have you received the new mission?

Ji Mingzhao quickly replied: I have also received it, but Xu Guangbai has not yet integrated into Fu Mo Sect, and I cannot leave yet.

When Xue Wen saw this sentence posted by Ji Mingzhao, no matter how he looked at it, he felt like a parent who sent his child to kindergarten, because he was worried about the child's first day of school, and waited outside the kindergarten for the child to leave school...

but……

He looked back at Agu, and he himself was not much better.

Agu is too young, and he is really too attached to him. After all, Xu Guangbai is sixteen, and Ji Mingzhao may still leave. He is afraid that he will not be able to leave Agu in a short time.

Xue Wen: I brought Agu into Wanyanzong. In Wanyanzong, there are only me, Agu and her master, and I can't leave now.

Looking at the message from Xue Wen, Ji Mingzhao took out the "Bound Edition" from his backpack and found the chapter on Wanyanzong: Isn't Wanyanzong a big sect? How could there be only these few people... demons?

Xue Wen: It seems that most of the demons were killed by Xiao Zhe and trained as Zhu Fang Yin. Now there are only about a hundred people in the entire Wan Yanzong, and they all went out to find Xiao Zhe's whereabouts after the explosion in Yucheng.

Ji Mingzhao: I have a question.

Xue Wen: Please tell me.

Ji Mingzhao: Then how did they manage to keep such a big sect with so few people left?
Xue Wen: What secret treasure might there be?
Xue Wen looked at Song Weng, who was happily dreaming about the future with Agu, and felt that no matter how high the old man was, he alone would not be able to hold such a large territory.

Song Weng slowly lowered the palm-leaf fan to the entrance of the main hall, stretched out his hand in the direction of the palm-leaf fan, aimed at Agu, and wanted to hug Agu down.

Agu glanced at the direction of the command post, and seeing that Xue Wen did not object, he jumped off the cattail fan with Song Weng's hand.

"Good baby, good baby." Song Weng saw that Agu was getting closer to him, and smiled blindly.

In fact, looking carefully, this Song Weng was a handsome man when he was young. Although his personality was a bit weird, he was definitely handsome.

But this old man doesn't care about space, and in Xue Wen's impression, the immortals, demons, ghosts, and demons all look young and live forever, and this is the first time he has seen the image of an old man.

Song Weng took Agu into the main hall.

Wan Yan Zongxu is a bit dilapidated. There are only five walls of formations in the main hall. There is a jade statue standing in the formation. The jade statue looks like a man, wearing a multicolored vestment and holding a long knife. He is extremely kind-hearted.

This is also different from Xue Wen's cognition of the image of the devil in recent years. Standing under the jade statue, he raised his head to look into the eyes of the jade statue, and didn't feel any difference between it and Venerable Xuantian.

Suddenly, Xue Wen faintly felt that the jade statue's eyes seemed to move.

Xue Wen took a step back in shock, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and then looked carefully at the jade statue.

He was not mistaken, the sight of the jade statue was indeed gradually focusing in his direction.

This kind of movement is very slow. If Xue Wen hadn't been staring at the eyes of the jade statue, he would not have noticed it at all. The sight of the jade statue gradually met Xue Wen's. The pores spewed out, soaking the combat uniform on his body in an instant, and faintly dripped to the ground, gathering the momentum of a stream on the ground.

That line of sight quickly shifted away again, and everything seemed to be Xue Wen's hallucination.

Song Weng didn't notice any changes in the jade statue at all, but brought Agu to the jade statue: "Little baby, this is our Venerable Wan Yan, give him a knock."

Looking at the jade statue in front of him, Agu slowly knelt down on the futon, and firmly kowtowed three times to the jade statue.

In fact, Song Weng doesn't know why he likes Agu so much. It can be said that it is a close eye, or it can be said that it is destined in the dark. People who practice Taoism value fate and karma, or maybe the devil has lived for too long. Lonely, I want to find a small thing to keep as a companion, or this is a rare opportunity in the world to defeat Xiao Zhe, and he wants to witness this opportunity to grow up with his own eyes.

In any case, Song Weng accepted Agu. He lived for too long, even sharper than the Tongming Stone, so long that he forgot what the Wan Yanzong looked like before, so long that only Wan Yanzong was left. They are the old things that survived under Zhu Fang's seal. If they don't beat Xiao Zhe to death for the rest of their lives, their demons will not disappear, and it will be difficult to soar.

All creatures have feelings, so what is the difference between humans and demons?

"Good boy," Song Weng picked up Agu and led him to the library.

Xue Wen took one last look at the jade statue of Venerable Wan Yan, and followed Song Weng to the library.

Half an hour later, Song Weng met Mo Sheng for the first time in Waterloo after living all these years.

"Why is she illiterate? How many characters does she know?" Agu, who sat at the table and couldn't read a word, spent only an hour cooling Song Weng's feverish mind with facts. He knew that Agu couldn't speak. I can't read, but I don't know why she can't speak and can't read. He is still too optimistic, "I can't speak, and I don't know how to read! Then how did she get her cultivation? Wu Shi Autonomy?!"

Sitting in front of the sky-high bookshelf, Agu looked at Song Weng to the left and the command post to the right, his face was full of bewilderment.

Facts have proved that Song Weng is indeed very accurate in seeing people, and this is indeed a silly boy.

"You haven't even taught her?!" Every time Agu looked at Song Weng with blank eyes, Song Weng felt the hair on his head blowing up uncontrollably, "Aren't you her father!"

Xue Wenxin said that I am not her real father... But he still wanted to make up the lie he told in the morning: "Agu was too young when I became like this, and later she was adopted by a deaf-mute old woman, so both Can't speak or write."

Song Weng raised his hand, patted his buzzing head hard, and told him intuitively that Xue Wen said that Agu was self-taught and it was not a lie, but Agu didn't know any characters or language, and even what they said Both require monkey translation.

Song Weng glanced at the monkey translator on Agu's shoulder. The monkey translator showed a standard smile with eight teeth to Song Weng. Song Weng couldn't bear to look directly and turned his face away.

"From today onwards, you will live and eat in this library, I want you," Song Weng pointed to Xue Wen, "I will let her understand most of the text within a month."

"No."

"Why?"

"It took me four months to teach and understand single words so far."

"..." Song Weng looked at Agu, Agu smiled ignorantly at Song Weng, and the monkey translator on Agu's shoulder also smiled ignorantly at Song Weng, Song Weng endured it again and again, "Can I let this apprentice go? "

"No."

"..."

Song Weng took a deep breath to calm down his ups and downs, and finally smiled at Agu that was uglier than crying: "Agu, good boy, let's learn quickly, shall we?"

"From today onwards, let's start practicing calligraphy and martial arts in the afternoon. I don't believe it anymore. Just teach a little doll, how difficult it can be!"

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Ji Mingzhao is actually facing the same situation as Xue Wen, but the situation is much better. If Xue Wen starts in hell, Ji Mingzhao can only be regarded as a hard mode. The good thing is that although Xu Guangbai is a bear, he is also rebellious. Can talk, and can write a boring word "nothing" in class.

Generally speaking, Ji Mingzhao is already very satisfied, at least he can talk.

At this time, Xu Guangbai, who could speak, said, "I don't want to go to class."

"No, you are going."

"Don't go."

Ji Mingzhao looked at Xu Guangbai with a headache. No matter where the students are, they don't like to go to school, especially those who have not been trained under high pressure when they were young. It will only be more uncomfortable to enter the school when they grow up: "You lay a good foundation now. , your master can teach you more advanced things, right?"

Xu Guangbai understands the truth, but it doesn’t mean that if he understands the truth, he must want to learn: "...I can learn the difficult ones without learning these simple ones."

At this moment, Ji Mingzhao finally understood how her junior high school head teacher felt when she saw the students sleeping in the back row: "Do you think why your master threw you into the school? Is it because he is idle and bored?"

Xu Guangbai stopped talking immediately, stuffed the handwriting stickers arranged by his senior brother yesterday into the cloth bag issued by the school, frowned, and walked out with his mouth pursed: "Go quickly."

Ji Mingzhao sighed, knowing that she should have left earlier and could not spoil Xu Guangbai so much. Ji Mingzhao always told himself that Xu Guangbai needed to be independent, but he always told himself that it was not now.

He wants to learn to grow up alone, but he doesn't want to grow up alone.

Ji Mingzhao could only wait until Xu Guangbai made one or two friends before he dared to leave for a while.

Soon, the two arrived at the school in a flying boat.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the teaching brother sitting on the wooden chair at the door, stretching out his hand to Xu Guangbai: "Where is the word that I told you to go back to study yesterday?"

Xu Guangbai frowned and opened his cloth bag, took out a stack of papers and stuffed them into his senior brother's hand.

The senior brother looked up at Xu Guangbai, then looked down at the few sheets of writing written by Xu Guangbai.

"You wrote these words. Have you ever seen chicken feet? The chicken feet look better than what you wrote." The senior brother was so angry that he was almost out of breath after reading the first page. High and low, you need to punch Xu Guangbai with the hammer, "Attitude, I want your attitude! You are so perfunctory?! Who did you learn it for? Did you learn it for me!"

"If you don't study hard, you won't be able to understand the scriptures. What will you do when you practice in the future! Do you not want to practice anymore! You have to be responsible for your future future, and you have to learn by yourself, do you want me to ask you to learn!"

This feeling is quite like Ji Mingzhao's every class teacher since he was a child. If they can meet each other, they will be able to cherish each other and talk about meeting Xiong students in those years all night long.

The brother was holding the paper in his hand, and his hands were shaking with anger. Xu Guangbai just lowered his head and stared at his feet without saying a word, and let Xu Guangbai go back to his seat after the brother finished scolding.

"Well, scholar." It was still early at this time, and Liang Tian, ​​who was dressed as a scholar during the test, was the only one in the school. Hearing his brother calling him, Liang Tian quickly raised his head, "Scholar, go and sit with Xu Guangbai, if he doesn't behave well Learn, just watch him."

After speaking, the senior brother returned to the small wooden chair at the door, calmed down his emotions, put on his smile again and waited for the next student to come.

Hearing what his senior brother said, Liang Tian raised his head to look at Xu Guangbai. At this time, Xu Guangbai was also looking at him. Liang Tian immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Xu Guangbai.

He was still afraid of Xu Guangbai, not only because Xu Guangbai was so scared that Huang Huai peed his pants on the first day when he went to the preselection yard, but also Xu Guangbai's attitude that strangers should not enter, and because he was the only one brought by the senior sister, At that time, he felt that this child was not simple, but also a thigh, which could be hugged.

But then he called Xu Guangbai behind him, but Xu Guangbai ignored him, and his little courage to hug his thigh disappeared with Xu Guangbai's departure.

Although it was a good time, he was still a little afraid of Xu Guangbai, so he didn't dare to come here.

The brother at the door saw that Liang Tian hadn't moved yet: "Go quickly and watch him write."

"Yes, brother."

Only then did Liang Tian slowly move to Xu Guangbai's side, picked the farthest distance the long table could move, and sat down.

Xu Guangbai turned his head to look at Liang Tian who was shrinking in the corner, and his brows furrowed even deeper. Seeing that Xu Guangbai seemed unhappy, Liang Tian shrank back to the corner again.

"Why are you so far away?" Xu Guangbai looked at Liang Tian, ​​very dissatisfied with Liang Tian's fear of him, "I don't eat people."

After Xu Guangbai spoke, Liang Tian moved over from the corner: "Brother Xu..."

"what?"

Liang Tian thought for a while, and he might not be able to leave here for a short time, so he still wanted to get closer to Xu Guangbai, so he had nothing to say, "Who is Senior Brother Xu?"

Xu Guangbai didn't want to answer, but was patted by Ji Mingzhao: "Master Qingyuan."

"Ah..." Liang Tian is quite a pedantic scholar, which is mainly reflected in the fact that he is not very good at chatting, "Then why did you come here, you are the master..."

Liang Tian was halfway through the conversation, but when he saw Xu Guangbai's face change, he quickly changed the subject: "Senior brother Xu, yesterday they said that you were talking to something invisible, is it a ghost?"

……

I've seen people chatting to death, but I've never seen someone chatting so deadly...

Ji Mingzhao and Xu Guangbai looked at Liang Tian together, Liang Tian realized what he said, and wished he could slap himself a few times.

After much deliberation, Liang Tian still planned to save his image: "Senior brother, I'm not very good at talking, senior brother, please take care of me, I will definitely teach my brother to practice calligraphy well..."

"...Let's practice calligraphy." Finally, Xu Guangbai couldn't stand Liang Tian, ​​so he turned his attention to the copybook sent by his senior brother.

Ji Mingzhao covered his mouth with both hands, and forcibly stopped the laughter that was about to protrude from his mouth. God is a good reincarnation, and he, Xu Guangbai, can also have today!
Soon, the students in the school came in one after another and entered the school gate. When everyone saw Liang Tian and Xu Guangbai sitting together, their expressions were full of doubts.

After all, Xu Guangbai is a lone ranger. It seems that there is an unwritten rule in this school. Xu Guangbai is a strange person. He is both terrifying and out of gregarious. Because of fear, no one dares to approach Xu Guangbai. Instead, he is isolated from Xu Guangbai virtually.

　small theater:

　　Song Weng: Appearing in a small theater for the first time, I was a little nervous.

　　Ji Mingzhao: Don't be afraid, if you show up a few more times, you will find out...

　　Song Weng: What did you find?
　　Ji Mingzhao: It's better not to show up.

　　Another: Thank you, Mr. Rice Cooker, for your tip!
　　Thank you so much!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)