(God's perspective)
The children's laughter surrounded the scholar.
The scholar was a failed candidate. He could have been in high school but was forced to fail due to some official pressure.
The scholar's original ambition was destroyed, and he lived a life of a walking dead for five years.
The life of a poor scholar became more and more difficult until a girl who looked like a beggar changed him.
The girl is only seven years old, but she is very talkative and can always beg for more food than others.
At the same time, girls also envy other children who can read and write.
It was such a coincidence that the girl and the scholar met.
"They said you can read and write! Can you teach me?
I have some little money! "
The scholar at that time was not gentle. He pushed the girl away in disgust and wanted to leave.
"Why do I, the top pick in high school, teach you? Don't block the way!"
The scholar looked slovenly. He stumbled around and drank too much.
The wine bottle was given to him by his lover who was a scholar at the time. Unexpectedly, after he failed the examination, his lover actually married someone else.
The glory and wealth he originally deserved have all become illusory.
The beggar girl did not give up. She held the scholar's sleeve and still begged.
"I can help with anything. I want to study! Please teach me to read!"
Seeing that the girl was like this, the scholar happened to have some things that needed to be sorted out, so he asked the girl to clean his house on the condition of teaching.
The girl naturally agreed.
The scholar thought that the house that had not been cleaned for five years would scare the girl away. Unexpectedly, the girl called some children who also wanted to read and write to help clean the house.
There is strength in numbers, and the house was cleaned in less than a day.
"I'm so hungry."
"I just cleaned today and haven't gone begging yet..."
"Xiao Lizi, did you get anything from begging?"
"I'm not going today either. I'll go to the restaurant later and ask if there are any leftovers."
Children of beggars become sensible earlier than children from normal families of the same age.
They didn't ask the scholar for anything other than knowledge, which made the scholar feel a little sorry.
That was the first time in five years that the scholar felt that he was needed, and these beggar children did not force him to teach.
The scholar smelled of alcohol, but he had sobered up.
"Don't go begging today. Let's go to a restaurant to eat."
The scholar's words shocked the beggar children.
After sitting in the restaurant and facing those rich dishes, they just felt it was too incredible.
"We can't eat here."
"It will disturb other people..."
"They are looking at us again..."
"They are still laughing..."
The children were uncomfortable, and the girl was also a little unhappy at this time. She felt that the scholar was laughing at them.
Unexpectedly, the scholar said something that shocked all the children.
The scholar deliberately spoke loudly so that other guests could hear.
"We are all living beings, no one should look down on anyone else.
These foods were all exchanged for the same price, neither stealing nor robbing.
When we come here, we are guests, so we just need to eat. "
We don’t steal or rob, we just eat.
Such words inspired the children, and everyone was no longer restrained. They started to fight over each other to eat.
Others did not understand why the scholar treated these beggar children so well.
After the children finished eating and left, the scholar paid the money himself. He even paid off the wine money he had previously borrowed on credit.
The shopkeeper asked the scholar why out of curiosity.
The scholar looked at the children with full bellies and gave a rare smile.
“They allowed me to see myself when I was a student.”
The scholar then sighed, "I understand now that if I don't have any ambition, I can change my ambition to another one.
I want to teach these children to read and write so that they can live a life without having to beg. "
From then on, the scholar began to develop in a good way. He dressed himself up and became more and more gentle.
The children grew up with the scholar, and the scholar's house gradually became too small to accommodate the number of children that increased every year.
"There is a temple at the top of the mountain, and there are no monks there anymore. Why don't Master take everyone to teach there?"
"Yes, Master, it's cleaner over there."
The children all recommended going to the temple, and the scholar agreed.
The next day they went to the temple to make arrangements with their cases and books.
After that, the scholar came to the temple very early every day. Before waiting for the children to come, the scholar would also clean the dust on the Buddha statue in the temple.
As time passed, some children stopped begging and went to work elsewhere.
On that day, all the children reunited again. They made an appointment with the scholar at the temple to listen to the scholar's class again.
The result was this day, this unfortunate day.
The temple collapsed.
Those kids.
The group of scholars watched the students grow up.
The group of children who give scholars meaning in their lives.
All dead.
The scholar once again locked himself in the room and stopped going out.
"Blood... under the feet..."
"The children...are all looking at me..."
"If only I had had more hands..."
"I could have pushed the rubble away, and I could have pulled the kids out."
"One...two...children asked me for help."
"It would be nice to have more hands. Holding a child with one hand can definitely save them."
"It would be nice if..."
The scholar kept mumbling.
About three months later, someone opened the door of the scholar's house.
They found the scholar who had become a living corpse.
It was a purple color that looked like a corpse, but the scholar was still breathing.
That’s why it’s called a living corpse.
Another month later, people discovered that some dense bulges had grown on the scholar's back. Within two days, these bulges sprouted out of his hands.
Those hands were like baby's hands, small and fleshy.
Another month passed, and those hands were fully grown.
The scholar turned into a thousand-armed monster.
People invited Taoist priests to cast spells, but they couldn't get rid of the scholars.
It wasn't until a god reincarnated that he subdued the Thousand-Handed Scholar with a copper coin.
The scholar had never harmed anyone before he was subdued. He would even protect children who were bullied or about to be abducted.
But after the thousand-year seal of the copper coin, the scholar's evil thoughts also emerged.
If he wants to live, he will kill all the adults and those who bully the children.
In order to survive, he can only use the magic power of copper coins to lift the seal.
In this way, he met Nan Sunshuo and this group of people.
Yun Qishen learned about the Thousand-Handed Scholar through Nan Sunshuo.
Yun Qishen also sighed.
"It's the same sentence, live on. No matter what method you use, you must live on... It's really in line with your philosophy, Ritsuto..."
The story of the Thousand-Hand Monster is over, and Yun Qishen returns to his reality.
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