First lady's personal tutor

White rose and others in the car are secretly worried about how to go back in this weather. They didn't expect to receive the invitation from Xi RI ahong immediately.

This is like sending charcoal in the snow, because white rose just found a serious problem, they lost their way.

They are not natives. They were brought by Wang Daquan and wolf master before. Now wolf master and Wang Daquan and others have already left. They are scattered. They don't know life or death. But where else is there to lead them?

I should have gone back the same way, but I missed it. Instead, I yearned for the Gobi desert.

If Xiri ahong didn't stop them in time, I'm afraid that Bai Meigui and others would plunge into the Gobi sooner or later and be trapped in a desolate and uninhabited situation.

"Thank you, thank you!" White rose closed her hands and drove to the dilapidated village.

"Go ahead. There's a school playground in front. You can park." Xiri ahong pointed out.

According to his words, not far ahead, I saw a small school. It's a school. In fact, there is only one classroom. The playground is quite big, because it was originally surrounded by wasteland, and there is no capital.

When the car was parked, small heads came out of the classroom and looked out at the uninvited guests.

It's rare to see a stranger here, but white rose and others have become rare animals in children's eyes. Seven or eight children look out of the old window lattice, just like watching a giant panda.

But they were just watching, but they forgot that it was Hailing now.

Just listen to ouch, a child suddenly shrunk back, but was hit by a hail in the head, immediately up a big bag.

This is not in exchange for the laughter of other children.

Sitting on the platform, a girl with glasses came quickly to help the child knead and asked softly, "does it hurt?"

The child shook his head strongly and gave a smile.

Glasses girl again check, see no bleeding, this just let go, and then to the outside white rose waved: "come in to hide, wait for hail stopped and then go."

The tone is the same as Xiri ahong, full of kindness and intimacy rarely seen in the city.

White rose nodded, with Tang set up Wang Yong, protect Wang Yong into the old classroom.

"Is he ill?" The glasses girl looked at Wang Yong and asked in surprise.

White rose nodded and shook her head.

To tell the truth, he doesn't know what happened to Wang Yong. Just listen to Tang describe the situation at that time, but Tang said it was so mysterious that white rose couldn't believe it. Now he can't figure out what happened to Wang Yong.

Seeing that white rose couldn't answer, glasses girl was stunned. Then she ran forward and touched Wang Yong's forehead. Then she turned Wang Yong's eyelids and said to herself, "it seems that she is not ill."

However, she quickly pulled the two tables together and motioned white rose to put Wang Yong on the table.

After the busy work, white rose had a chance to say to the girl: "thank you."

Through the conversation, I learned that the girl was not a local, but a teacher who came to help teach. And it's the kind of teacher who doesn't have a system.

At the beginning, the girl came here with a cavity of blood. All she wanted was to draw a meaningful ending for the youth tail, and she would be able to show off some capital in the future.

I didn't expect to be shocked by the environment after I came here. Lack of water, power, classroom dilapidation, even teaching materials are unable to normal distribution, need children to use a common, and then hand copied.

In the face of this reality, the girl also wanted to retreat. But when she heard that Xiri ahong, the most prestigious teacher in the village, said that she was the eighth supporting teacher this year. The first seven came and left, and no one left.

The girl suddenly felt inexplicable and sad, so she decided to stay for a while and support the teaching for six months according to the original plan.

Unexpectedly, she has been revised by herself for six months. Up to now, she has been in this place for two years.

Next year, she doesn't need to stay any more. Because desertification has seriously threatened the village, people here are moving away. Schools are no exception.

As for whether there will be schools to accept these children, no one knows.

After listening to the girl's narration, white rose and others could not help admiring. Sometimes we always complain about social impetuosity, but we can't see in some corners, and we don't find the persistence.

Small but great.

Pa Pa Pa Pa, the classroom roof suddenly sounded into a sound. It seems that the hail is falling more and more densely, hitting the roof, shaking the soil on the beams, and even some tiles are smashed, falling directly into the classroom.

"Miss Lu, your classroom is dangerous. How about moving to another place? " White rose frowned at the roof and asked.

With the intensity of the hail, I'm afraid that the roof of the whole classroom will soon be broken through and become full of holes.

Mr. Lu said with some embarrassment: "when you come here, you should also see that the nearest villager's home to the school is kilometers away. As soon as they leave the house, I'm afraid these children will have to be hit by hail within a few steps... "

White rose a Leng, but he did not think of this problem. The hail and white rose outside can stand it, but teacher Lu and these students can't stand it.

But you can't let the roof break, can you? At that time, it will cause the collapse of the whole roof, and there is no place to escape.

Just as he hesitated, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps in the overwhelming crackle.

I saw a rickety figure running fast between heaven and earth, he held an umbrella, but the surface of the umbrella had been smashed, leaving only the skeleton.

A few hailstones hit his bent back and made him fall suddenly, almost to the ground. Fortunately, I used an umbrella to lean on it for a while, so I barely stopped.

But there is still a distance from the classroom, whether it can run safely is still unknown.

"It's Xiri shaman!" The sharp eyed child recognized the old man in the wind and rain.

Look at Xiri ahong's back, dragging a large piece of cowhide felt. It was the heavy felt that hindered his running speed.

"I'll get him!" As soon as Miss Lu clenched her teeth, she would open the door and rush out.

Only when the door opened, he saw a figure faster than Mr. Lu and ran out.

Even the white rose that was preparing to go out was left behind.

The shadow of a swimming fish in the rain, quickly swing legs, instantly arrived at Xi RI ahong side.

Holding Xi RI ahong's waist in one hand and holding the cowhide felt in the other hand, he turned and ran towards the classroom.

Hundreds of Jin of things in his hands, if nothing, did not drag him how much speed. None of the hail from the sky hit him. It was like a trick.

A group of students can't help but stare at each other.

"Wang Yong?" White rose, Tang and others were also stunned.

It was Wang Yong who rushed out first!

Just now everyone was paying attention to Xiri ahong in the rain, but no one noticed when Wang Yong woke up.

With a click, Wang Yong pushed the door in and put Xiri ahong down. Before he could speak, he pushed the door out again.

"What are you going to do?" White rose can't help shouting.

"This!" Wang yongyang raised the big roll of cowhide felt in his hand and said.

Then he saw Wang Yong jump forward with cowhide felt, climb up the eaves and quickly get on the roof.

Just listen to the clattering sound, the original crack of the hole is all covered by a layer of black leather felt.

The roll of cowhide felt that Xi ri a Hong brought is very thick. The hail can only make a cracking sound when it hits it, but it can't get through the cowhide completely.

The classroom is finally safe for the time being.

Everyone took a long breath, and then rang up to guard the classroom.

Squeak, the door was pushed open, Wang Yong wiped the rain on his face and came in.

As soon as he came in, he asked, "what's the matter? Wasn't it a sandstorm just now? Why did it turn into hail all of a sudden? "

White rose shrugged: "it's the first time I've met this strange weather, too. It's the devil."

While Xiri ahong stared at Wang Yong for a long time.

After hearing Wang Yong ask about the weather, he said: "it's all retribution. Tengger is taking revenge on our selfish behavior. In the future, this kind of weather will only be more and more, and it will not stop until we make up all the debts we owe. "

Wang Yong looked at ahong, frowning, and then asked, "Tengger? Are you from the frontier SA religion? "

Xiri ahong nodded: "exactly. I'm the last local shaman and the only one. It's hard to see that there are still young people until Sasaki. "

Wang Yong said with a smile: "it seems that sasanism is something unique to some ethnic minorities, but it is not. In ancient China, there were the same names, but the names were different. The ancient Chinese historiographers did not use the term "Shaman", but only called it "Wu" in writing, and called shaman religious ceremony "Da Duan" or "Shao fan". In the Xiongnu era, shaman played a certain role in politics and military affairs. Any war or other hesitant events ultimately depended on shaman. Shaman must have a lot of common sense or knowledge, can observe the development of things, predict the future, dare to predict good or bad. Rouran is also like this, but his biography has not covered the narration. The shaman of the Northern Nationality is different from the Witch of the Han nationality in the Central Plains, but the basic process of the ritual is the same. After the Five Dynasties, because the Northern Song Dynasty banned "Da Duan", the witches in the central plains were basically replaced by Taoist legalism or temple fair social drama. Occasionally, a small number of remains were handed down among the people and evolved into today's "Nuo drama" after several centuries

Xiri ahong's eyes brightened, and he looked at Wang Yong with admiration: "awesome, even I learned about these things later. You young people know so much about them. Is it difficult for you to study Sakyamuni as well? "

Seeing the misunderstanding of ahong in Xiri, Wang Yong waved his hand: "it's not about research, but as a part of ancient Chinese culture, he once read some materials. In fact, I have nothing to do with you religious people. "

Xiri ahong heard the speech, but he didn't believe it. He shook his head and said, "no, I see something in you."

"See something? What is it? " Wang Yong can't help asking curiously.

"It's similar to what I felt in the sky outside, but Tengger shows anger and sadness. On the contrary, you're a bit confused and fatalistic. This kind of feeling generally appears in people who have great magic power. You are not religious people, but you also have it. It's really strange... "Xiri ahong said with great doubts.