The morning bell rang one after another.
Peiyu got up suddenly, her eyes were clear, and after she put on her clothes, she saw the person on the bed sleeping soundly, hesitated for a moment, reached out and pushed gently, "Senior?"
Huai Bo lazily replied, and buried his head in the quilt.
"Class begins."
Attend class? What class do you have
Huai Bai's mind was chaotic, and after thinking for a long time, he finally realized what the current situation was.
Peiyu had left long ago, and the room was empty. Huai Bo jumped up, threw the quilt aside, hurriedly put on some clothes and rushed to Liudaoyuan.
The daytime has risen to half, the morning mist on the lonely mountain has dissipated, and the warm sunlight splashes through the window gap, forming spots of light on the desk.
Mixed with a light floral fragrance, it makes people drowsy.
The teenagers leaned on the table, no longer have the energy to start, the heads of chickens pecking rice, almost hanging down on the desk.
A figure at the back door, hunched over, tiptoed, sneaked into the classroom quietly, and sat in the last row of seats.
"Peiyu?" Huai Bai set up the scroll and whispered, "Why are you in the last row? Are you waiting for me?"
Peiyu silently glanced at the person with good self-awareness, and continued to take notes seriously.
Huaibai cat leaned over, "Hey, your handwriting is so beautiful."
"Lend me a copy of the notes after class."
"What did the elder just say? Is the exam difficult in this class?"
The elder who was teaching opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and coughed lightly.
Huai Bo hurriedly sat down and smiled at the elder.
In this lesson, you learned how to draw the breath into the body.
Peiyu has already built her foundation, so she doesn't need to study this class again. But thinking of Master's hard work to cover up her cultivation, she obediently sat on the seat.
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the disciples cheered happily.
Peiyu lowered her eyes and flipped through the Taoist book in her hand, feeling out of tune with the noise around her.
The newly-acquainted disciples chatted quickly, and laughter filled the classroom, but no one approached Peiyu. She seemed to be kept away intentionally or unintentionally.
Huai Bai stood at the back door, glanced in quietly, and took out the Shuiyun snail in his hand.
The Shuiyun snail in Peiyu's arms suddenly trembled. She picked up the snail and put it to her ear, her eyes lit up in an instant, "Master, Master..."
Huai Bo chuckled and said, "Zai Zai, miss me?"
A faint blush appeared on Peiyu's face, and she said in a low voice, "Thinking about it, Master."
"Are you still used to it in Six Paths?"
"I'm used to it." Peiyu relaxed her body a little, put her head on her hands, and leaned on the table, afraid that her Shuiyun snail would be seen by others, "Master, don't worry."
Huai Bai stood under the shade of the tree, looking at her with a smile, "Ah, I remember the senior brother sent someone to protect you, you saw her, right?"
Peiyu frowned subconsciously, "Does Master know her too?"
"Yes, how is she?"
Peiyu thought for a while, "It's a bit noisy. Master, I don't need protection."
Huai Bo coughed, "Anyway, she is a good person, don't bully... no, you and her should get along well."
Peiyu was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I listen to Master."
"She can't get up in the morning, you are responsible for waking her up."
Peiyu froze for a moment, "Are you also responsible for waking her up?"
Huai Bo covered his lips and held back the smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, it's best that I can borrow her to copy my homework."
Peiyu blinked, could that person be friends with Master? She whispered, "Okay."
"Zai Zai," Huai Bo looked at her and said with a smile, "I miss you."
Peiyu froze, clutching the Shuiyun snail tightly, her face burning.
"Cub?"
"I miss you too, Master."
When the class bell was about to ring, Huai Bai took Shui Yunluo back in time, sat beside Peiyu, tilted his head and smiled at her.
Peiyu's ear tips were a little red, and she slowly moved her book over, "Do you want to copy it?"
Huai Bai thought with a smile, how cute.
She leaned over a little and asked, "Peiyu, why did you choose the last seat when you came so early?"
Peiyu's body was a little stiff, avoiding her warm breath, "I'm used to it."
Huai Bo rested his head on his hands and looked at her without blinking.
The little apprentice takes the first place in everything, but always seems to be suppressing himself, trying to hide in the crowd and not attract attention.
There was noise outside the window.
The troublemaker got up and looked out the window, shouting, "It's Sheng Ji!"
"Tian Shengji in the early days? That genius?" The people by the window scrambled to look out, "I heard that he has reached more than 800 heaven ranks, which is amazing."
Some people also left their seats, rushed to the window, huddled together, chattering about Sheng Ji's power.
Huai Bo smiled and said, "More than eight hundred? What is it compared to you?"
Peiyu said: "That's also very good."
In her previous life, she tried her best, but she only reached six hundred. In this life, I can get the opportunity in the heavenly ranks, but also because of the relationship of rebirth. She doesn't feel entitled to be complacent.
Sheng Ji was pushed into the dormitory.
His hands were wrapped in a white cloth, which seemed to be wounded, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and he silently looked at the ground.
The man behind him is wearing the attire of Taichutian, with arrow robes with narrow sleeves, dragon patterns embroidered on the bottom, and silver buttons on the waist.
He pushed hard, and Sheng Ji stumbled forward a few steps.
"Kneel down!"
The teaching elder was stunned, and stepped forward to comfort him gently: "What's the matter?"
There was no sound in the school house, everyone didn't know what happened, and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.
"I'll let you kneel down!" The man clapped his big hands on Shengji's shoulders.
Sheng Ji clenched his teeth, blood slowly trickling down the corner of his mouth. The whole body collapsed extremely tightly, like a fully drawn bow, sweat the size of a carob bean dripped down one by one, and the person tried to stand up, but under the tremendous pressure, his knees bent down involuntarily.
The teaching elder stood there bewildered.
He is an old man who is about to live. He usually only goes to class to bask in the sun. He has never seen such a vicious person.
"You, don't do this, don't do it casually."
Several clever disciples ran out quickly to call Yu Qingshu.
The moment Yu Qingshu entered the door, Sheng Ji's knee hit the ground with a bang, and several cracks appeared on the bluestone board.
Seeing this, Yu Qingshu was stunned for a moment, "Sheng Xin's Immortal Elder?"
A few who were not afraid of death whispered, "Sheng Xinzhi, isn't that the Patriarch of Taichu, Sheng Ji's father?"
"Dare to say that this is my father beating my son."
Sheng Ji lowered his head, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, dripping with sweat.
Sheng Xin's eyes softened slightly, and he leaned forward and said, "The dog is incompetent, it's causing trouble to Gushan."
Yu Qingshu asked: "Shengji and his future yesterday, is it..."
Sheng Xinzhi gave the kneeling young man a hard look, "This trash! Sneak back to the early days!"
Huai Bo secretly supported his forehead.
Did the rebellious teenager sneak away home tired of studying, and was dragged to school by his old father
It seems that such things happen everywhere.
However, this is too depressing for self-esteem. As a parent, you have to think more about how to educate your children. In her opinion, this father was a bit extreme.
It was already time for class, Sheng Xinzhi was still cursing, Yu Qingshu couldn't persuade him, so he stood there helplessly.
The teaching elder rubbed his ears, and quietly walked outside to bask in the sun.
The disciples whispered.
"I said why I didn't see Sheng Ji yesterday, so he sneaked back."
"Let me tell you, I didn't see him the day before yesterday. I think he left after washing the dust."
"Crooked," Huai Bai saw Pei Yu looking down at the book, and asked closer, "Do you want to listen to the lecture or watch the excitement?"
Peiyu said lightly: "There is no excitement."
Huai Bo smiled, "Believe it or not, I can impress him."
Peiyu was silent for a moment, "It's up to you."
"You still said you don't want to come to Gushan! Trash! Is this how I taught you?" Sheng Xinzhi became more angry as he spoke, and kicked him, "Trash! Shame on Taichutian!"
"The Immortal Elder is wrong," Huai Bai stood up, Shi Shiran said: "Shengji has climbed up to 800 steps, and all our classmates are proud of him. How can he embarrass Taichu?" In her eyes It turned out that it was this self-righteous father who was ashamed.
Sheng Xin's anger still persisted, "Who are you?"
Huai Bai smiled slightly, "Lonely Mountain, Qin Jiangzhu."
Yu Qingshu said: "Jiang Zhu, sit down and read by yourself first."
Huai Bai ignored it, walked up, stepped on the stool, and looked at Sheng Xinzhi, "Senior, can you make Sheng Ji stand up?"
Sheng Xinzhi forcibly suppressed his anger, "Son, why not kneel down to father?"
Huai Bo sighed and pressed his forehead, the thinking of feudal parents is really terrible.
Peiyu put down the book and looked at her leisurely. She wanted to see how this noisy senior could impress Sheng Xinzhi.
Even if he is eloquent, so what if Sheng Xin doesn't come to Taiwan? Can it change Shengji's situation? Maybe it will get him into more trouble.
This senior is too nosy.
Huai Bo said: "Anyway, it's class time now, can you go outside for a while? I have something to talk to you about."
Sheng Xinzhi sneered, "What can you do, you little brat?" He looked at the onlookers, and kicked Sheng Ji again, "Trash! Get back to class! If you dare to sneak away, I will chop off your feet!"
Sheng Ji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and walked down the podium step by step.
Huai Bo thought, Tsk, dear father.
Sheng Xinzhi walked out angrily, took a few steps, and found that the little girl in the classroom was still following behind her
He frowned, "What are you following me for?"
Huai Bai narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I promised people that if they want to impress you, it must count. Patriarch Sheng, you just let your son kneel in front of people, without considering whether it will cause any shadow to him, uh, what's wrong with him in the future okay?"
Sheng Xinzhi's face was gloomy, "What's wrong with that? It's only natural for me to beat my son. Does he still dare to complain?"
Huai Bo said: "As far as I know, you only have one son, Sheng Ji. Why are you so harsh on him?" Sheng Xin's infatuation, only married an ordinary woman, and only had one son, Sheng Ji, which is also true in Xianmen. famous.
Sheng Xinzhi snorted coldly, "How do you understand, you little brat?"
He didn't want to get entangled with the child, so he turned around and left. After a while, a helpless sigh sounded behind him.
"If I say that family education is extremely important to children, you definitely don't understand it. Why don't you convince yourself to be reasonable first."
A gust of cold wind hit, Sheng Xinzhi dodged sideways and drew out his sword, "You..." His momentum dropped instantly, and he said in surprise, "Senior Huaibai?"
Huai Bai, who had recovered to his original body, smiled and kicked him down, "Little brat, how dare you call me a brat?"
Sheng Xinzhi didn't even have the heart to fight, so he quickly said, "Don't dare."
When Huai Bai was still the sword master of Gushan, countless young talents wanted to join her school, and this one in front of him was no exception.
At that time, by chance, she taught Sheng Xin a trick, and he pestered him for more than half a year, crying and insisting on being her apprentice.
In the blink of an eye, the little kid from back then actually had cubs and used domestic violence.
Huai Bai was quite emotional in his heart, and he was even more merciless, "You are capable, dare to come to Gushan to make trouble!"
When Sheng Xinzhi saw her, he gave up the idea of resisting, and ran away with his head in his arms, shouting: "Senior, I was wrong, I shouldn't have delayed your class."
Here is on the mountain road, I don't know when someone will come up.
Sheng Xinzhi pleaded: "Senior, if you are in a bad mood, go to another place to call, don't stay here, it's not good for others to see."
Huai Bo slapped him hard on the head, "I have taught you a few tricks, and you can be called your master. It is only natural for a master to beat his apprentice, why not?"
Sheng Xin's skin is rough and fleshy, so he is not afraid of beating him, but he just feels ashamed, so he mutters aggrievedly: "Anyway, I am also the Patriarch of Taichutian..."
"Now you know it's embarrassing. When you hit your son in front of people, why didn't you think whether he would be ashamed or not?"
Sheng Xinzhi was stunned, and he didn't dodge the oncoming fist, "Well, I'm just angry, he's so useless."
After Sheng Xinzhi was beaten violently, Huai Bo stepped on him, "Not good? Your son is now the first person in the younger generation, and you still think he is not good? I think he is much better than you, an old man who only knows how to use violence. "
Using violence... I seem to be using violence too
Huai Bo coughed, thinking, she is acting bravely, it's different.
Sheng Xinzhi stopped resisting after saying that, and now he collapsed on the ground motionless, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"But I'm only doing it for his own good."
"Why did your son run away?"
Sheng Xinzhi didn't even think about it, and said sadly: "It must be because of suffering and fear of being tired, lack of character! That's why I'm so angry!"
"It must be?" Huai Bo was surprised: "You don't know the real reason why he went back, don't ask him, just bring him here and make him kneel in front of his future classmates?"
She sarcastically said, "You are such a good father."
The fame and dignity that Sheng Ji had gained by practicing swords hard for ten years collapsed at this moment. The person he trusted the most hurt him in the name of love and broke his dignity in front of everyone. trample him into the dust. What will his classmates think of him in the future? What will the teacher think of him? And how would he see himself
Obviously it's just a small thing.
She can imagine that if there is no counseling, this matter will become a shadow of the boy's life.
"Hey, do you want to know the real reason why your son ran home?"
Before Sheng Xinzhi could react, a paper crane was thrown into his arms, "Senior, what is this?"
Huai Bai lowered his eyes and said, "Phone call."
"Telephone?"
"Stay at Feiyu Peak tonight, don't leave."
Huai Bai put on a ghost mask and turned into Qin Jiangzhu's appearance, "Also, don't tell me about me."
Sheng Xinzhi held the paper crane and nodded hastily.
Only then did Huai Bo let him go and walked to the school dormitory.
Sheng Xinzhi is infatuated with a mortal woman, who will be a couple for the rest of her life. She used to think that she was a good person, but she didn't expect that she would treat her children...
Alas, why are there so many parents in this world who hurt in the name of love.
I don't know which class it was, but she sneaked into the classroom with her waist down, and sat next to Peiyu.
Peiyu glanced this way from the corner of her eye, then immediately retracted, and asked coldly, "Is it moved?"
Huai Bai was stunned and laughed, "I'm moved, he's motionless now." She put her mouth next to Peiyu's ear, "Let me tell you, I'm the best at convincing people with virtue."