Before I could respond, Xu Mo had already shaken his head like a rattle and begged: "Master, I will definitely learn my skills hard, but can you teach me slowly? Isn't it good for us to keep flowing?"
Zhi'an whispered as hard as he could: "If you were my disciple, the ruler would have already hit you by now."
"Let me tell you, this is your master, and he was right in letting you die today."
After saying that, Zhi'an whispered on Zhi'an's head gently: "If you don't respect teachers, why are you talking about rules?"
Xu Mo rubbed his head and pursed his lips reluctantly: "I understand, master."
Zhi'an pulled me aside again: "After all, don't be too harsh."
I couldn't help but laugh: "You are a typical person with a sharp mouth and a soft heart. You can't do anything cruel, but you still have to say some tough words."
Seeing that he was still going to argue, I blocked his mouth first: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
The place the old man left for me was next to Niuyan Village in Monan.
From the moment we entered the village, the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.
Xu Mo covered his mouth and retched several times and almost vomited.
I immediately came up with a plan and said, "Xu Mo, go pick up all the horse dung along the way."
Xu Mo suddenly froze on the spot: "Master, what do you want this thing for?"
"You care about me? Hurry up!"
My arrogance made Xu Mo want to cry. He looked down and said, "I don't have any gloves. What should I do?"
"With your hands."
"Then pick it up and put it where?"
"Put it in your pocket."
Xu Mo looked at Zhi'an, who simply turned his head away and didn't respond to him at all.
In desperation, Xu Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and start collecting dung on the roadside.
Xu Mo was lucky. There was very little horse manure on the roadside. He managed to see a few, and they were already dried.
Looking at Xu Mo's constipated expression, I reminded him again: "Dried horse manure has no smell. If you treat it like bricks and tiles, you won't feel sick."
After walking all the way, Xu Mo stuffed the horse dung he picked up into his pocket and looked at me aggrievedly.
"Master, they are all here, have you seen enough?"
I nodded with some satisfaction: "Okay, throw it away."
Not to mention Xu Mo, even Zhi'an looked surprised.
"Aren't you kidding me?"
Xu Moteng's face turned red: "You are a master, you can't bully others like this!"
"Hey! I just bullied you, what happened?"
Xu Mo gasped, smashed the horse dung aside one after another, and strode forward angrily.
Zhi'an looked at me with a complicated face: "You are still too cruel."
"This is just the beginning."
After saying that, I ran after Xu Mo leisurely.
In a sense, I was deliberately disgusting him.
When I got to him, I tentatively asked, "What's wrong? Are you really angry?"
Xu Mo glared at me fiercely, put his finger in front of my eyes, and roared: "Smell how stinky it is for yourself!"
I stuffed his fingers into my mouth without caring and asked, "So what?"
Xu Mo covered his mouth and spit it out with a cry.
A long time passed before he stood up, clutching his chest: "Master, you, you..."
"vomit!"
I just looked at him calmly. The moment Xu Mo finally recovered, he looked at me with a face full of discomfort.
After a long while, he said: "Master, don't look at me like that, I was wrong."
"you are right."
I responded firmly: "Everyone has annoying things, and I am no exception. It's just that I can overcome it."
After a pause, I asked again: "Have you ever seen a dead person?"
"I've seen it."
"Are you afraid?"
Xu Mo pursed his lips and thought for a while: "I'm not afraid when grandpa is here."
"Have you ever seen the master who died violently?"
Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head vigorously: "I've never seen anyone die so tragically without sewing up the corpse."
I chuckled a few times, shook my head and said, "If I put a drowned corpse in front of you now, it would have been soaked in water for four days in the dog days of summer, and it would look like there was a watermelon in its belly."
I patted my head and said, "Yes, this is called Giant Viewing."
"Now I ask you to be saved, do you dare?"
Xu Mo's expression suddenly changed, he shook his head vigorously, and then nodded slowly.
"Should I shake my head or nod?"
It could be seen that he almost held his breath before spitting out: "I am indeed afraid, but I am a Taoist priest, so I shouldn't be afraid."
"Well done."
I slapped him heavily on the shoulder: "Let me tell you, not only did I perform a super lift for the Giant Temple, I also carried it on my back."
"I remember it was the summer before last. The body had been soaked in the water for at least seven days. When it was picked up, it was no longer human. I carried it to the shore for him."
As I said that, I turned around and faced him with my back: "His stomach exploded on my back."
"It took me at least half a year to wash off the smell."
Xu Mo frowned and didn't speak for a long time.
I put my arms around his neck and said with a smile, "You're right, you can be afraid, but you can't be afraid."
"If you are afraid, what will you do to those who suffer?"
After saying that, I looked back and saw that Zhi'an and Mao Ye were almost catching up, so I walked ahead and told Xu Mo about the history of Mr. Yin Yang of the Northern School.
Northerners are rough and bold by nature. Whether they are teaching children or taking care of apprentices, they basically don't use any gentle policies.
The important thing is to roll in the mud, choke in the blood, and still stand up again, that's a real man!
