Song Ciwan felt a chill in his heart when his name was called.
Everyone's eyes fell on her, and the children in front were even more focused, staring at her closely.
One of the child's hands is behind his back, but the other hand is bent in front of him, and his fingers are moving gently, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.
The sky was very bright, and the white goose in front tilted its head, opened its mouth, and made a "coo, coo, coo" sound.
Referring to a goose as a chicken, one has to recite a poem to the "chicken".
Of course it wasn't that Song Ciwan couldn't recite a poem about chickens, but she suddenly had a doubt in her mind: At this moment, following the children's wishes and referring to geese as chickens, was this necessarily the correct response?
This strange place is very special, and everything in it is strangely upside down.
An eighty-year-old man is called a young student, while a small child is called a school master. A good cat wants to bark like a dog, but the children say the torn off ears are eyes!
The white goose thinks he is a chicken, cooing, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, out out out out out of reach.
Zhang You, who failed to recite the poem before, was punished by copying the poem a hundred times. To be honest, this punishment seemed okay and it seemed that it was the kind that ordinary people could bear.
Song Ciwan saw Zhang You sweating all over his face.
As the sweat continued, the thin white hair on the top of his head fell off as the sweat grew.
A gust of breeze blew, and strands of white hair floated away with the wind.
Visible to the naked eye, Zhang You's head has become bald, and the wrinkles on his face have deepened.
If Xie Yunxiang succeeds in reciting poems and is ten years younger, then Zhang You fails to recite poems and is ten years older.
The punishment Zhang You received was not just copying the poem a hundred times!
Seeing the child in front of him tilting his head slightly, as if he was wondering why Song Ciwan didn't respond yet, Song Ciwan immediately took a step forward and said slowly: "Reply to Master, student Xin Mian, I have met Master, I have seen him before." Dear classmates."
The corners of the child's mouth were raised, and his eyes were dark and innocent, yet seemed to be staring at Song Ciwan very deeply.
An indescribable feeling of horror arose from Song Ciwan's back. Thoughts were running through her mind. At the same time, she divided her thoughts into half and searched quickly into the scales of heaven and earth.
She wanted to see if there was anything appropriate in the scales of heaven and earth that could cope with this situation.
Time passed bit by bit. It all sounds like a long story, but in fact it just happened in a blink of an eye, only about one or two breaths.
Seeing that the corners of the smiling mouth of the child opposite seemed to be flattening, the half of Song Ciwan's mind that was sinking into the scales of heaven and earth happened to glance at something, and her mind moved——
At this moment, something suddenly rushed out from the entrance to the village ahead.
Bang, bang, bang, the thing was on all fours, and it was like a strong wind that brought up smoke and dust, and rushed towards the road here.
Behind, there were several teenage villagers holding rakes and hoes, chasing each other and yelling: "Stop, evil beast! If you run again, if you run again, I will report it to the village chief immediately and skin you!"
"You bastard, instead of being a good donkey, you actually imitate that mad dog and bite people! And you dare to overturn the mill. You are really tired of living..."
"Stop! Beast, stop!"
Amidst the shouts and curses, the running thing got closer and closer to Song Ciwan and others.
Song Ciwan finally saw clearly, what kind of donkey was that running wildly? This is obviously a person!
A man wearing silver armor with a face covered in dust.
He was lying on all fours, his back was bent, and his running posture did not look like a human, but had an obvious look like a donkey.
But the look on his face was full of madness and unyielding. He responded loudly to the curses from behind: "I am Jiao Zuo, the Demon-Slaying General of the Hanging Deng Division of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have killed countless villains on my own, and I have made a mission to protect the peace of my people. Thanks for all the hard work, I am a human being, not a donkey!”
"You are so weird. Although you can force my body, you can never make my will surrender. I am a human, not a donkey!"
He shouted that he was a human being, not a donkey.
Following these shouts, pieces of the armor on his body began to weather and fall off. With bang, bang, bang, he ran all the way, and the fallen armor parts also fell to the ground.
On the road ahead, a big goose blocked the road. The child master and a group of gray-haired students stood behind, forming another roadblock, blocking Jiao Zuo's escape route.
Jiao Zuo's crazy face showed distortion and unwillingness. He laughed wildly and shouted: "I am a human, not a donkey! Here in front, it is a goose, not a chicken. Referring to a goose is a chicken, referring to a human being is a donkey, referring to an old person is a young person. , referring to the young as the old... Do you think you can be liberated by reversing all this?"
"No! You can't get rid of it! Do you think you are doing it for yourself? Hahaha..."
"A group of low-level weirdos who are blinded. When you are human, you are low-level people. Even if you are a cheat... you are all just low-level weirdos! Lackeys and beasts, how have you ever turned around and been yourselves?"
"I'm not willing to give in. I'm not a donkey, I'm a human...ah!"
Jiao Zuo, who was running wildly and screaming, suddenly screamed.
In front of him, he saw that the white goose that he had named was a goose, not a chicken, suddenly raised its neck and exploded on the spot with a "quacking" sound.
Yes, the goose blew itself up on the spot.
Just hear a bang!
"Ah!" Jiao Zuo screamed.
Countless bits of flesh and blood were splashed at the moment of the explosion, and part of it splashed onto Jiao Zuo, who was rushing towards him, instantly burning countless tiny holes in his body.
Jiao Zuo's face was suddenly pockmarked, and at the same time, blood oozed from many places on his body. His arms suddenly bent, and his whole body suddenly jumped forward.
Bang bang bang!
He was like a donkey that had lost its front hoof, screaming and falling to the ground on the spot.
The current situation was so tragic that the white-haired students behind the children were all frightened and frightened. The scene was eerily silent for a moment, and everyone was as silent as a cicada.
This is what happens to those who resist!
It should be noted that this Jiao Zuo was not an ordinary monk when he was in this world.
The Xuan Deng Division, the Demon-Slaying General, and the seventh-rank official rank, that's all.
The point is, Jiao Zuo, a veteran demon-slaying general, was originally famous throughout Pinglan City.
He is even as famous as Ye Sheng.
In fact, every one of these white-haired students present is a monk from Pinglan City. Although their bodies are bound by the strange environment, it is obvious that everyone has not lost their memory. Therefore, everyone present knows Jiao Zuo. .
Even Song Ciwan recognized Jiao Zuo.
Back on the floating platform of Huan Ming City, Jiao Zuo was the first person to step out of the wooden formation and take the initiative to push the door open. Although Jiao Zuo tried, he failed to push the door open, but Song Ciwan still Remember him deeply.
Now the demon-slaying general fell in front of everyone in this posture. Even if everyone was not sad, they could not help but feel a sense of sympathy for each other.
