Chapter forty-ninth teaching stick
The man was very burly, with big hands, like a washbasin. The bowl looked particularly small in his hand, which looked a little funny. His right hand looked a little clumsy and inconvenient, as if he was a little disabled. He was trembling slightly with the edge of the bowl, and looked a little sad and pitiful.
Luoluo walked around the Shanzai Jiantan and walked behind the man. For some reason, her little face was full of anger. Chen Changsheng followed her over and saw the man's side face, and found that he was very naive and very young, so he finally confirmed his identity.
The one who squatted in the corner to wash dishes was the young man from the demon clan who was seriously injured by Tianhaiya at the Qingteng Banquet, Xuanyuan Po.
Xuanyuan Po looked at the shadows on the wall and looked back and found that he was raising his thick eyebrows to the young man and woman in confusion. He found that he didn't know the other person, so he lowered his head to continue washing dishes. A simple thing like washing dishes is also very difficult for him now, and he has no time to pay attention to other people.
"Walking out of the Red River, traveling thousands of miles to the world of mankind, going through thousands of hardships, but finally washing dishes in the streets and alleys of Kyoto. Is this your life goal?
Xuanyuan Po's hand holding the bowl froze slightly. He looked back again and looked at this little girl who was like jade. He felt a tide in his heart, thinking to himself who you are, why did you know that you are from Honghe and that you do not belong to the world of humanity?
Looking at his stupid and stupid look, Luo Luo felt a little angry for some reason, and his voice was slightly cold and shouted in a low voice: "If the people in your tribe saw what you are now, would they regret paying you so much for the trip?"
Xuanyuan Po looked burly and strong, but real
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At this moment, listening to Luo Luo's reprimand, his face flushed and he said angrily: "Who are you? You don't have to worry about my affairs."
Luo Luo was silent for a moment and said, "My name is Luo Luo, I am a student of the National Education College."
Xuanyuan Po was stunned again, this time he was shocked even more. He could no longer hold the oily and smooth bowl with his right hand.
With a bang, the bowl in his hand fell into the sewage in the basin. Although it did not break and splashed, it also caused the owner of the Shanzai Frying Stand to curse: "You useless thing! You are so big, can't you even wash the bowl?"
The night market was extremely lively, with pedestrians everywhere, and the business of clams fried was very good. The boss was very busy, and he waved the shovel desperately and flipped the food on the iron plate. He had no time to care about anything else. Even if he cursed, he didn't turn around and glanced at Xuanyuan Po.
Xuanyuan Po had no reaction. It seemed that he had been used to being scolded by the boss these days when working at the Shanzai Frying Stage. He just looked at Luo Luo in front of him in shock. Qingzhi's eyes became very enthusiastic, full of admiration and admiration.
After being seriously injured by Tianhaiya at the Qingteng Banquet, he was carried back to Zhaixing Academy by his classmates and did not see what happened later. The next day through his classmates' narration, he realized that Tianhaiyaya had been deposed and the person who deposed Tianhaiyaya... was a little girl.
I heard that the little girl is named Luoluo, and she is a student of the National Education College.
That's what this little girl said just now.
Xuanyuan Po always wanted to see that little girl, not only because she helped him avenge him, but also because the demon clan respected the strong. He wanted to see what the little girl looked like and expressed his respect to the other party.
"So it's you..."
Xuanyuan Po wiped his thick hands on his old clothes, looking a little nervous and said, "Then no matter how you say it, I'll do it, it's all right."
Luo Luo wanted to rekindle the fighting spirit of this person, but she didn't expect to get such a reaction and couldn't help feeling helpless.
Chen Changsheng thought about other questions, was puzzled, and asked, "Have you... left Zhaixing Academy?"
He thought that even if this demon boy was deposed by Tianhaiya Kindergarten, it would be difficult for him to continue his cultivation, let alone restore his former strength, but at Qingteng Banquet, he fought as a student of Zhaixing Academy. Could it be that Zhaixing Academy fired him because of his disability? This is too unreasonable.
Xuanyuan Po didn't know who this human boy was. He knew what he had misunderstood according to his expression. He was a little panicked and swung his hands as big as a palm fan and explained: "The college did not expel me, but... I was injured so seriously and could no longer practice. I didn't want to stay in the college for free, so I came out."
Seeing Chen Changsheng and Luoluo refused to believe it, he was a little anxious and said, "It's true. The dean and the instructor have come to persuade me, but I am a little stupid and refuse to listen to them. I ran out secretly. You can't blame them wrongly."
He is so honest and cute - Chen Changsheng and Luoluo thought this way, whether it was the reason for insisting on leaving Zhaixing Academy or the panic he showed when others were worried about misunderstanding Zhaixing Academy, it proved that this demon boy had a very clean heart.
Luo Luo looked slightly gentle and asked, "So that's it, what are you going to do in the future?"
Xuanyuan Pohan smiled and said, "I'm going to save some money and get enough travel expenses to go home. Since I can't practice, I'd better go home and help my family do more work... By the way, don't blame the boss. Although he likes to scold people, he is actually very good. I've broken many dishes these days, but he didn't ask me to compensate."
The boss who was sweating and flirting with food in front of the iron plate listened to this, but did not turn around and smiled and cursed.
Looking at the honest smile of the demon boy, he found that there was no resentment on his tender face. Luo Luo felt very sad for some reason and looked at him and asked, "Are you willing to go back like this?"
Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while and said, "Just as you said just now, for me to come to Kyoto to practice, the people in the tribe have raised a lot of money. It is not easy. Of course, they are unwilling to accept it when they go back like this... But the instructors in the academy said, the physique of our demon clan and\u
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He said again: "The instructor asked me to stay at Zhaixing Academy to do some rough work, but I may be even more unwilling to see my former classmates move forward step by step."
Luoluo said: "There will always be a solution to stay in Kyoto, so why bother to rush to leave Zhaixing Academy?"
Xuanyuan Po said: "The elderly in the tribe have taught us since childhood and should not accept any sympathy, especially humans."
Luo Luo looked at his eyes quietly, feeling more and more admiring him, and said, "Come with me."
The three simple words are not commands, but they naturally reveal the meaning of being unrejected, and are inviolable.
Xuanyuan Po felt a little strange, and was stunned for a moment, but didn't know how to refuse. After talking to the boss, he followed her to the street.
It was not until I was about to walk out of the long street and saw the well at the entrance of Baihua Lane that Luoluo remembered something and looked at Chen Changsheng, feeling a little embarrassed.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said nothing.
Luo Luo has never opposed what he wants to do, so he naturally won't object to what Luo Luo wants to do. As for what Xuanyuan Po will bring, he is not worried. He knows that Luo Luo's tribe members have always been far away and protected her.
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The National Education College was quiet under the night. Because of the second night of the Qingteng Banquet, the peeping eyes in Baihua Lane were much less, which made Chen Changsheng feel even more relaxed. However, he did not expect that Xuanyuan Po, who came to the National Education College for the first time, was actually more relaxed than himself.
The boy from the demon clan held his waist thicker than a tree and looked around, and from time to time he touched the old statue. His eyes were full of curiosity and he could not see any tension.
Taking out the key and opening the door of the library, Chen Changsheng did not go in, but looked at Luo Luo who was about to speak but stopped and said, "What do you want to say?"
Luo Luo pulled his sleeves a little embarrassedly and said, "Sir, can you help him? You know... he is my tribe member."
Chen Changsheng said: "It's okay to help. I'm just curious. The instructors at Zhaixing Academy think that the injury cannot be cured. Why do you think I can definitely cure it?"
"Sir, aren't those ordinary people."
Luoluo opened her eyes and looked at him and said, "On the first day of your resignation as a teacher, you just took the pulse and knew my problem, and immediately knew how to solve my problem. Compared with this, what is the point of curing that guy's injury?"
The little girl said it for granted, as if there was nothing in the world that he wouldn't be able to do. Facing her absolute trust, Chen Changsheng felt that the pressure was really great, and scratched his head and said, "Look at it first, I can't guarantee it."
Luo Luo nodded happily, jumped and ran towards the lake. How could he believe what he said was the four words he couldn't guarantee?
Chen Changsheng looked at her back and couldn't help but shake his head.
Luoluo ran to the lake and said a few words to Xuanyuan Po, who was competing with the big banyan tree with his left hand. Xuanyuan Po was surprised and shook his head repeatedly, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. Then he didn't know what Luoluo said again. Xuanyuan Po was even more shocked. If it weren't for Luoluo's stopping, he would be afraid that he would kneel down.
Xuanyuan Po was still a little dizzy when he followed her to the library. It was obvious that Luoluo's words brought him too much shock. Chen Changsheng guessed that Luoluo probably revealed her identity to the boy of the demon clan, and signaled the two to follow him into the library, lit the oil lamp, and then sat down on the floor.
Xuanyuan Po didn't even look at him, but kept staring at Luo Luo, very nervous and unable to suppress his excitement.
Luo Luo didn't even look at him and said to Chen Changsheng: "Thank you for your hard work."
At this time, in Xuanyuan Po's heart, Luo Luo was more important than his family and more respectful than the elders of the tribe. However, she respected such a human being, and the human beings could not help but feel very ridiculous. Then she was angry and wanted to tear that person.
Chen Changsheng looked at Xuanyuan Po's eyes, which seemed to be on fire, and was a little puzzled, and signaled him to stretch out his right arm.
Xuanyuan Po was puzzled, and he was buzzing, and asked with a very bad tone: "What are you going to do?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I'll show you the injury."
"You? Human? How old are you?"
Xuanyuan Po felt more and more that Chen Changsheng was not a good person, he must be a liar, otherwise how could his highness respect him so much, and said angrily: "Don't think that everyone from our tribe is honest and easy to bully. I have seen many liars!"
Because of the common enemy, the demon race, humans and the demon race are natural alliances. Moreover, in the thousands of years of history, the degree of solidity of this alliance has been proven countless times. There are many exchanges between the two sides. At least, the appearance of the demon race in Kyoto will definitely not attract onlookers.
However, there is still an indelible barrier between the human race and the demon race, mainly because of the relationship between temperament and style of conduct. Humans always feel that the demon race is too straightforward and ignorant, there are too few differences with wild beasts, and it is too violent. The demon race always feels that humans are too cunning and fickle, and it is really bad to be friends.
In Xuanyuan Po's opinion, Chen Changsheng was obviously an ordinary boy. I was afraid that even the human marrow cleaning realm had not been broken through. He dared to say that he could cure his wounds that even the instructors were desperate. What was this not a liar?
There was a dull sound.
Luo Luo held the teaching stick and looked at him and shouted, "What's your attitude!"
The National Education College has teaching sticks.
It was a straight branch made by Chen Changsheng himself that had stripped the bark.
The main function of this teaching stick is the practice that Chen Changsheng used to guide Luoluo.
Now it seems that this teaching stick may really play its original role.
Teaching sticks is used to teach and hit people.
The teaching stick is very hard, and it hurts to hit the forehead.
Xuanyuan Po covered his forehead and his eyes were slightly red because it was really painful. Of course, it was more important because he felt wronged and thought that His Highness actually hit me because of a human?
"Stretch your hand out." Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
Xuanyuan Po stubbornly raised his head and refused to pay attention to him.
Luoluo raised the teaching stick in his hand, looked at him and said, "Touch out your hand."
Xuanyuan Po lowered his head sadly and stretched out his hand.
Chen Changsheng lowered his smile, gently landed his fingers on his pulse, and then closed his eyes.
Without Luoluo pleading, he would also try to see if he could cure the wounds of the demon teenager, because at the Qingteng Banquet that day, when Hague arrogantly humiliated the National Education Academy, everyone was silent, and only this demon teenager laughed out loud.
That laugh is a roar, and this demon boy speaks out for the National Education College, so the National Education College will naturally have to submit something.
Of course, everything is based on his certain confidence in curing the wounds of the demon teenager.
His master Ji Dao Ren, or is unknown in the world of practice, but he is definitely one of the strongest people in the mainland in terms of medical treatment. The engagement between him and Xu Yourong was precisely because Ji Dao Ren cured him and even the Pope could not cure him.
Chen Changsheng has been studying Taoist sect since he was a child and studied medicine with his teacher. What's more important is that he has always been sick.
Although he cannot cure his own illness, it does not mean that he will not cure other people's illnesses.
He really wanted to heal Xuanyuan Po's injuries.
Time passes slowly, and the stars in the night sky move with the clouds, sometimes bright and sometimes fade.
The library is quiet.
Chapter completed!