Without a message sign or any identity token, the little boy was woken up by the Taoist priest early in the morning and driven to a small town called Guanyin Mountain below Tongcheng.
Outside the car,
It is a big gate. The dormitory building of the old factory was renovated and a new sign was given which reads: "Zhang's National Studies Education and Research Base".
On both sides,
There is a couplet hanging on the wall:
First couplet: Ten thousand volumes of ancient and modern books can make the days pass
Second line: A window of dusk and dawn sends the passing years away
It's a rather shabby place, but after tidying it up, it feels like the top courtesan in a brothel.
hehe,
But no matter how pretentious one tries, one still cannot get rid of the air of being an imitator.
It's still early.
The Taoist priest went to buy some steamed buns and soy milk, then ate them in the car.
The little boy didn't eat. He just opened the car window and said calmly:
"Yesterday, you overstepped your bounds."
"What? Why are you talking to me about this for no apparent reason?"
The old Taoist took a sip of soy milk and pretended not to understand.
"The boss doesn't want to meddle in other people's business."
"This is not a trivial matter. It involves human lives."
"This is just a trivial matter." The little boy said seriously.
The old Taoist shook his head, thought for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Let me tell you this. I've lived to this age, and I've eaten..."
The old Taoist choked.
Because he suddenly thought,
The little boy in front of me,
He is much older than me!
Am I taking advantage of my age and seniority in front of him
The little boy didn't care.
The old Taoist bit his lip and continued:
"It's not easy for me to live this long."
The little boy nodded.
Based on his understanding of the old Taoist's past,
I really agree with that.
"Doing good deeds is not just talk. Do you think that's all you need to do?"
Saying,
The old Taoist took out a stack of ghost money and shook it.
"This thing is useful, but not completely. The boss just came back from hell and killed so many ghost messengers in that club in Shanghai. Tsk tsk."
"Just say it."
"Well, to be frank, I just feel a little uneasy."
"hehe."
"You don't believe it, do you?"
The little boy didn't speak.
"Forget it, forget it. Just think of this as my own fault. What's the matter? His boss is the same. He wants to live an easy life, but he can't play dumb after being scolded. Didn't he send you out anyway?"
The little boy opened the car door and got out.
The Taoist priest also hurriedly got off the car and said:
"The boss said that no killing is allowed."
This command,
I have to repeat myself.
The old Taoist was really worried about the little boy going in.
This training class was a bloodbath.
The little boy nodded, turned around and walked towards the wall.
"If you meet someone you don't like, you can cripple him or her even if you don't kill him or her."
The old Taoist added.
The little boy shook his head.
I can't understand.
His sense of right and wrong,
It’s definitely different from the old Taoist.
"Then why don't you try to put yourself in my perspective?"
The old Taoist suggested.
"Let's go together."
The little boy said.
"No, no, I won't go."
The old Taoist waved his hand.
Don’t dare to go.
The little boy said nothing more.
Go over there,
One jump,
Jumped over the wall,
You can't see it.
The old man got back into the car.
I picked up the slightly cold bun and continued to eat it.
I took several bites.
Finally, my nose felt a little sour.
"Oh my god,
I couldn't help but play a game when I got back.
Your parents directly said that they would send you back for reform.
You just took sleeping pills and committed suicide.
Oh, baby,
Why are you doing this?"
As they were talking,
The old Taoist continued to chew the bun.
Chew very hard.
… …
"When your parents call you, you should respond without delay.
Do not be lazy when your parents tell you to do something.
You must listen respectfully to your parents’ teachings.
Parents’ instructions must be obeyed...”
It's only eight o'clock.
In the classroom inside, the sound of reading could be heard.
The little boy has a high level of cultural literacy. After all, he has lived for so many years, and he knows that what is being recited here is "The Rules for Disciples".
Through the window,
You can see the students standing against the wall.
Wearing only thin clothes,
While shivering,
While reciting aloud.
It is winter in Tongcheng now. The weather is quite cold and people are wearing down jackets all over the streets.
“Higher!”
A man's voice came.
The man was wearing a robe.
It is probably the same style as Kong Yiji's.
There are sneakers under my feet.
With a pointer in hand,
Wearing sunglasses,
It can be as out of place as it can be.
“Higher!”
“Higher!”
"Use your back and shout as loudly as you can. Once you are into it, you won't feel the cold anymore. Did you hear me?"
Reciting sound,
Start to increase.
The little boy tilted his head slightly.
I don't think there is anything.
Just as he had said to the Taoist priest outside before,
His sense of right and wrong, good and evil is different from that of ordinary people, so he didn't think there was anything wrong or special about what was happening in the classroom.
Keep going inside.
Go up to the second floor,
There are fewer people here.
It seems that there are not many people in this training class. There are only three classrooms downstairs, and there are probably only about a hundred students.
actually,
This is already a lot.
here,
After all, it is not a formal school, nor is it a formal training class.
and,
The tuition here is not low.
The little boy found this place boring and uninteresting, so he subconsciously began to look for the "electric shock room" that the Taoist priest mentioned.
seem,
That place,
This is the crux of the problem.
The little boy found it.
But there was someone inside.
He jumped up, pressed his whole body against the ceiling, and looked inside through the window on the door.
The boss said that we cannot kill people, and the Taoist priest said that if we meet someone we don’t like, we can cripple them.
He needs to think.
Who should be crippled
The layout inside,
Empty,
But there are quite a few people.
Three men in long gowns,
There were also two young men who looked to be about seventeen years old.
The two young men were being scolded.
With his eyes flickering, he would secretly glance at the electric shock chair in front of him from time to time. With fear in his heart, he kept shouting "The fact is," "I was wrong," and "I was wrong" amid the scolding.
another,
A glance,
One is that I am very arrogant.
I don't bother to deal with you guys.
The little boy suddenly thought of the boy he saw when he returned to the bookstore last night, the boy who was curled up in the corner and shivering.
Suddenly,
In his mind, he began to imagine how the boy looked in the past.
but,
A hanging man,
Nothing happened.
The boy who was very scared was caught by two men in long gowns.
He was directly pressed down and made to sit on the electric shock chair.
There were buckles and straps on the chair, which tied me up directly. I could struggle but couldn't get away.
Next,
It's just a boring scene.
The power is on.
Shouted,
And I also have urinary incontinence.
Very boring,
It's really boring.
At least,
This is how it looks in the little boy's eyes.
This kind of punishment,
It was not worthy of being shown to the public, and it was too petty. He had seen many more horrible punishments than this.
It seems to be to make an example of others.
The arrogant boy before no longer had an arrogant look on his face.
Then he showed a look of horror.
The three men in long gowns continued to yell at him.
It seemed to give him enough time to digest the effect of the chicken being "killed".
Then,
This dangling boy was also escorted up by three long-sleeved men.
Have him sit in the electric shock chair.
The boy began to struggle and curse.
There was still a large puddle of urine on the chair.
at this time,
Even smoother.
Then,
There was another scream.
One wave after another.
The little boy pursed his lips.
His heart,
Still no movement.
certainly,
Both of them are not dead.
It's impossible to kill people here.
The three men in long gowns kicked the two men who had been electrocuted.
The two boys got up tremblingly.
Almost kneeling on the ground,
Cursing and swearing something,
Admit your mistakes first.
Reassurance,
In conclusion,
Still boring.
The little boy thought that if he had this free time, he might as well run to the little girl's house, watch her get up, watch her wash, and watch her water the flowers and plants in her yard.
Yawning,
but,
Since the boss asked him to come, he must be here to be a thug. He can't kill people, he can only cripple them.
Well,
Who will be crippled
You have to beat up a few people and then report back, right
A "teacher" wearing a long gown
student
Looking at the students crawling on the ground to admit their mistakes,
The little boy suddenly felt that he had no reason to go in and beat the guy up.
The little boy felt that those punishments were not worthy of being called punishments because of the "teacher's" words. They were not even punishments, but just tickles.
He was a little upset.
Jumped down,
Go down,
He felt that he still had to call the Taoist priest to come.
Let him tell me who to beat.
Which one should I hit
He attacked again.
Finish early.
Go home early.
As soon as the employees come into the bookstore, they are unconsciously infected by the lazy culture, which becomes more and more obvious especially when facing work and tasks.
When he reached the first floor,
I saw a group of middle-aged men and women rushing in from the gate.
today,
It was the day when the basically fully closed training class was opened to the public, and a large number of parents who sent their children here to receive education and reform showed up here.
"Tea!"
A man in a long gown shouted.
At the moment,
Dozens of students held tea in their hands.
Found their parents.
He knelt down in front of his parents.
Hand over the tea respectfully.
And he said seriously: "The son (daughter) invites the mother (father) to have tea."
The parents present immediately helped their children up.
One by one,
Crying with joy,
Some began to thank the "teacher" again and again.
Saying words of gratitude,
Without the teachers' guidance, they really don't know what to do with their own children.
Some of them shed tears,
Seeing that my child has finally grown up,
Very relieved.
A happy and harmonious scene,
A touching scene of a loving father and a filial son.
Parents hugged their children, smiling and wiping tears.
The children were infected by the emotions and started crying loudly.
only,
The emotions of children and parents crying,
are different.
The little boy thought it was too noisy.
This group of chaotic and silent cries,
It made him feel very upset.
Compared to the crying sound I heard when I was shocked,
More upset.
He frowned slightly.
Looking at the group of middle-aged parents below who were crying and laughing,
Silently raised my hand,
Slightly clench your fist.
It's so noisy.
I really want to beat them all up...