The gentleman sighed leisurely: "It's hard for you."
Compared with those Daguanxiang students from well-off families, Zhao Chan is more pious towards knowledge.
It was because of this piety that Mr. Zhao Chan was allowed to attend the school without charging him a penny.
"Now, it's time for you to tell me why you haven't come to the school to observe in the past two days?"
Zhao Chan was immediately overjoyed and told him briefly and concisely how he had followed Wang Huan to Shanniu Village to deal with the monster problem and joined the Demon Slayer Division, while hiding the things about the mountain ghost, the Bai Youjun sisters, and what happened with the business travelers at the Xizhao Inn.
The gentleman has a thick beard, which he grooms delicately and does not look messy: "You have become a demon slayer of the Demon Slayer Division?"
"Yes, sir." Zhao Chan said respectfully.
"Did you know that demon-slayers often face the danger of almost death?"
The husband sighed heavily. Of course he understood that the young man in front of him, who had lost his parents long ago, wanted to make a career and stand up as a man in Youju Town.
"Know."
"So you still decide to become a demon slayer who faces demons head-on?"
"Yes. My husband once said, 'If a gentleman lives in the lower class, all the evil in the world will return there.' Killing demons and demons is a matter of increasing morality and can protect the environment and the people." Zhao Chan explained calmly.
The teacher pointed at him and laughed: "Young boy, you know how to be so quibbling. I also said that 'a gentleman can be deceived', so you used 'hate to live in low places' to excuse me!"
Zhao Chan worshiped sincerely: "The students are frightened, but in the hearts of the students, sir, he is indeed a gentleman."
"Beautiful words." The gentleman patted him on the shoulder gently, "Take back the money. You don't need to borrow and copy the book "Qiong Lin". I have already copied it. I wanted to give it to you when you came to listen yesterday. "
"gentlemen……"
"If you really want to thank me, just study hard and practice calligraphy hard."
He picked up a book with the fragrance of ink from the teaching desk and handed it to Zhao Chan seriously: "The sage said, learning without thinking will lead to indifference, and thinking without learning will lead to peril. It is also said that you are not tired of learning. You are extremely smart. , I shouldn’t have warned you originally, but you have to understand that if you think you are smart and think quickly but neglect studying, the final outcome will be that you will be lost to everyone.”
Zhao Chan held the book with excited hands. He could clearly smell the faint fragrance of ink. On the cover were the two big characters "Qiong Lin" written by the teacher. "Students should keep this in mind and never dare to live up to the teacher's expectations."
"If you have any questions you don't understand, feel free to come to the private school and ask me. When you memorize "Qiong Lin" and understand it thoroughly, I will teach you "The Analects of Confucius".
The study of saints is like the vast expanse of the Milky Way. Only by laying a solid foundation can we explore and conquer.
I hope you will be down-to-earth and travel far and wide. "
Zhao Chan bowed to the ground.
The gentleman said: "It's noon, stay for dinner."
"It is extremely presumptuous for a student to disturb my husband during his lunch break. How can he continue to have the audacity to stay for dinner?"
Zhao Chan bowed again, carefully put away "Qionglin", and left.
The gentleman laughed and scolded: "Yu! Although knowledge is good, money is also important. Don't you want the money on the desk?"
Putting away the copper coins, Zhao Chan walked out of the private school respectfully.
The husband stood outside the door with his hands folded, watching Zhao Chan disappear into Daguan Lane.
The young man with a peach branch on his waist is incompatible with Daguan Lane.
"What a lovely young man."
"There are too many words..."
…
Zhang Cuicui has a pair of charming eyes, and her appearance is at best average among women. However, her eyes have a wonderful taste of provoking the heart.
Coupled with her heavy and material breasts, her round and wide hips that squirmed when she walked, her soft and boneless waist, and her slender and provocative long legs, she has become the object of comparison among the women in the town since she arrived in Youju Town. , has also become the dream lover of men.
Those gossipy women in Youju Town who have nothing to do secretly love to arrange for the two of them.
One person is Xie Wan, the proprietress of Xizhao Inn, and the second person is the widowed Zhang Cuicui.
The long-tongued woman said that Xie Wan was a temptress who only wanted to be dissatisfied. The reason why she opened the inn was to have sex with the men who traveled all over the country.
Despite the fact that Xie Wan usually stays close to home, she is actually obsessed with men. She is just worried about her identity as a fairy, so she stays in the inn to prevent exposure.
For Zhang Cuicui, the long-tongued woman arranged it even more harshly, making it as unpleasant as possible.
Why is Zhang Cuicui a dishonest widow who keeps having sex with men every night? Why is she so serious about saying that she saw Sun Mazi from the north end of the town sneaking into Zhang Cuicui's house at night...
Zhang Cuicui is not someone to be trifled with either.
Whenever I hear gossip, I stand on the street with my waist in my hands and curse.
No, the two women passed by the wonton stall together and glanced at Zhang Cuicui.
One person whispered: "Don't tell anyone. I heard from Third Sister that Zhang Cuicui left the door half open last night. Guess what? Yang Yun, the leprous man who is disliked by everyone in our town, sneaked in."
By coincidence, Zhang Cuicui heard these words.
She calmly served the wontons to the guest. The guest reached out to take it with a smile, and seemed to accidentally touch the back of her hand.
It's so smooth and moist.
Zhang Cuicui glared at him: "I'll chop off your hand."
"Hehe..." This lazy guy from Youju Town laughed, "Cui Cui, I want to marry you."
"Marry me? Humph!" Zhang Cuicui pinched her waist and yelled at the two women, "Look who touched my hand. Oops, isn't this Liang You, the man from Wang Lushui of Xiaohua Lane? What? You don't like Sister Wang? You look good, why are you here to touch my hand? If Sister Wang knows about it, it will definitely be worse than eating maggots."
Wang Lushui turned around with a livid face. She was the woman who had just arranged for Zhang Cuicui. She took a closer look and saw that her delicious and lazy man was indeed at the wonton stall. He was holding a bowl of hot wontons. He was not standing, sitting, or walking.
Just now he was sitting behind the wonton stall, and Wang Lushui glanced at him but didn't see him.
Zhang Cuicui was unforgiving: "Brother Liang You wants to marry me? No, no, if you want to marry me, you must divorce Sister Wang first. How could Sister Wang, a proud person like you, endure your divorce letter?" You have to hang yourself! Let me give you an idea. When Sister Wang is asleep at night, you can secretly come to my house and I will be good to you. "
Wang Lv was so angry that she jumped up and down: "Liang You! What kind of wontons are you eating?! It's not dirty! Why are you standing there stupidly? Get over here!"
Liang You argued, "Madam, why don't you try the wontons cooked by Cuicui? They are indeed delicious."
When Wang Lushui heard this, she became dizzy with anger. The woman next to her ran to Liang You in two or three steps, grabbed the hot bowl of chaos and placed it heavily on the table. The soup splashed around, and she pulled Liang You who turned around three times. Go to Wang Lushui.
Wang Lushui didn't care about his face and beat his own man head and face in public.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Cuicui sneered: "Yang Yun is handsome and honest. He studies hard behind closed doors all day long. Brother Yang just has a little leprosy, so he was arranged by you. Hum, you can slander me, but don't spread rumors." Honest man."
Liang You and his wife were fighting together, but the other woman couldn't stand it anymore and dragged them towards Xiaohua Lane.
As he walked, he also cursed at Zhang Cuicui: "You vixen who seduces men! Bah! Despicable! Your body will rot sooner or later!"
Zhang Cuicui didn't take it seriously and turned a deaf ear.
She suddenly waved to the young man on the street: "Zhao Chan!"
"Hello, Sister Cuicui."
"Didn't you have lunch?"
Zhao Chan nodded honestly. This time he took the initiative to approach the wonton stall, sat on the wooden stool made by Zhang Cuicui, looked at the bowl of wontons that should have belonged to Liang You, and asked: "Sister Cuicui, can I eat it?" ?”
"You don't mind it being dirty?" she asked with a sweet smile.
He took out "Qiong Lin" in his arms: "Sister Cuicui, can you help me keep the book temporarily? I'm afraid that the soup will splash on the book when I eat wontons."
Zhang Cuicui was stunned for a long time, then cautiously picked up the book: "Eat it, don't give me money, or I'll get really angry."
"Okay." Zhao Chan responded.
The wontons were still stuffed with chives, and the boy ate them very slowly.
Zhang Cuicui brought a wooden bench and wiped it vigorously with her own clothes. After making sure it was clean, she gently placed the copy of "Qiong Lin" copied by the private school teacher on the wooden bench.
She turned her back.
Panting rapidly.
She doesn't get angry, doesn't care, it's a lie, what people say is terrible, she is still a mortal body, how can she face the heinous rumors and deal with them calmly?
Sometimes, she really wanted to kill all the people in Youju Town and end it all in one fell swoop.
Fortunately, there is a kind-hearted young man.
After eating wontons, Zhao Chan picked up "Qiong Lin" and said, "Sister Cuicui, I'm full."
"Go home and rest." She turned around and said with a bright smile.
The young man picked up the dishes and chopsticks he had used, walked to the bucket behind the wonton stall, washed them clean, and returned the favor.
"Smelly boy..."
Zhao Chan ran a few steps, turned around and shouted, "Sister Cuicui is a good person."
"Huh? What are you talking about, silly boy? Your sister Cuicui is really not a good person!"
Looking at the back of the young man with a peach branch on his waist, Zhang Cuicui smiled very beautifully.
As charming as a fox.
She knew clearly in her heart that Zhao Chan comforted her in his own way.
It just so happened that Zhang Cuicui also needed such plain comfort the most.
…
Wang Huan, who was looking for the sisters Bai Yuqing and Bai Youjun, stood on the street corner, looking at this scene, and said to himself: "You are worthy of being the demon slayer chosen by me. This kindness is the great luck of the people of Youju Town."
Perhaps feeling that he had a successor, his tired body was suddenly filled with energy.
Even if he was in the high-level body-forging realm, facing the ghosts in the village yesterday, he had exhausted all his strength. What's more, during this period, he used his sword to kill the mountain ghost disguised as Song Er with a sword that shook the gods.
Although that sword was powerful, the pressure on the body was also intense.
Enter Xi Zhao Inn.
Wang Huan glanced around.
The troupe actors were packing up the props for the shadow puppet show in the hall, and the troupe leader who had talked with him last night was bored and drinking tea.
"A distinguished guest is coming, a distinguished guest is coming. Wang Lishi, why are you free to come to Xizhao Inn?" The proprietress Xie Wan raised her head from behind the counter, straightened her proud chest, moved lightly, and came to Wang Huan's side, smiling. abundant.
"Thank you, shopkeeper, how is the business of the inn recently?"
"Oh, don't mention it. It's raining continuously in autumn, and business has been too bad these days. But there were a lot of customers yesterday, so my small business wouldn't have to close down."
Wang Huan asked smoothly: "Is there anyone suspicious in the shop or staying in the hotel?"
"Yes!" Xie Wan said seriously, "A group of businessmen have moved in. They don't look like good people!"
"oh?"
"Wang Lishi doesn't know something. If Zhao Chan hadn't acted righteously last night, I...I wouldn't have the face to see anyone!"
"What happened?" Wang Huan asked anxiously when he heard that Zhao Chan was involved.
Xie Wan exaggerated the conflict between Zhao Chan and the merchants. Naturally, the merchants were full of evil, and Zhao Chan was a good man who eliminated harm for the people.
Hearing that Zhao Chan was using the banner as a tiger skin and using the reputation of the Demon Slayer Division to scare away the group of businessmen, Wang Huan was relieved and thought to himself, although the little toad is young, his skills are not bad.
Recalling that on that hill, Zhao Chan bravely cut off the monster's body with a peach branch when faced with the monster that knocked away his iron sword.
It is really a blessing for the people that such a young man joins the Youju Town Demon Slayer Division.
"I will go and warn the merchants later."
"Ah? Is it possible that there is only a warning?" Xie Wan asked unwillingly.
Wang Huan asked: "How about I beat them up?"
"No, let me see, this group of people must be criminals who used their identities as businessmen to hide themselves. Why not put them in the Demon Slayer Prison and make them confess!"
He laughed angrily: "Thanks to the shopkeeper's suggestion, it's a good idea, but I can't do it."
"Why?"
"Where's the evidence?"
"Do you, the Demon Slayer Division, still need evidence?"
"certainly!"
A Ping watched the little book walking from the backyard to the hall.
Wang Huan looked at the strange man who walked in. He had a sword mark on his forehead, which must have touched his forehead when he was injured. He knew it and asked, "Is this hero a foreigner?"
Xie Wan smiled and said: "Wang Lishi, his name is A Ping, he is my cousin, and he came to see me from a foreign country."
"Oh, that's it." Wang Huan seemed to believe it, "Besides A Ping, who else is in the inn?"
"Gone."
"No more? Are you sure?"
"What Wang Lishi said, can I still lie to you?"
Wang Huan probed: "Didn't a pair of sisters stay at the inn last night?"
Xie Wan's eyes moved slightly, and she instantly realized that he was talking about the woman in white and the girl in green: "It is true that a pair of sisters and a troupe came to the inn, but they did not stay at the inn."
She emphasized the word troupe.
Wang Huan's attention was attracted, and he gave up asking about A Ping's identity for the time being, and walked to the class leader who was drinking tea: "Class leader."
The class leader quickly stood up and invited him to sit down.
Say a few words.
Wang Huan asked: "Where are the two women in your theater troupe?"
"Women? Wang Lishi, all the women in the troupe are here. Look who it is..."
"They are called Bai Yuqing and Bai Youjun."
"Ha, Wang Lishi was joking, there has never been anyone named Bai Yuqing or Bai Youjun in the troupe."
"really?"
"It's absolutely true. If you lend me a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare lie to the Demon Slayer Division."
Wang Huan turned around and looked at Xie Wan.
She listened to their conversation attentively and saw Wang Huan looking at her and shaking his head, indicating that he did not know anything else.
This theater troupe comes to Youju Town every autumn equinox, and the troupe leader and Wang Huan also know each other.
"Teacher, if you think about it carefully, could it be that she is a new actor in the troupe?"
The class leader affirmed: "There are absolutely no actors in the troupe named Bai Yuqing or Bai Youjun. This is even the first time I have heard these two names."
"okay, I get it."
"Is there a demon trouble? Are these the names of the two demons?" the class leader asked in panic.
"No."
Wang Huan didn't find any relevant information at Xizhao Inn, so he decided to look around in Youju Town.
The town is so big, if the two sisters were still here, he would definitely encounter them.
After Wang Huan left, Xie Wan whispered to A Ping: "It's starting to get troublesome."
A Ping sighed: "The girl in green followed Zhao Chan last night, and then Zhao Chan found the woman in white.
The woman in white used magic to isolate their conversation. "
Xie Wan sneered: "There is a mountain ghost living outside the town that everyone is jealous of. What else could it be? They are interested in mountain ghosts."
"Zhao Chan has the aura of the mountain ghost on his body. It's because I didn't think carefully." A Ping said, "I should have quietly washed away the aura of the mountain ghost on him."
