After school every day, Master Lin would still teach Zhan Feiyu alone for an hour.
"Therefore, a gentleman must be careful about what he does alone." After Master Lin finished speaking, Zhan Feiyu continued the next sentence fluently, "Zengzi said: What the ten eyes look at and what the ten hands point to are extremely severe... Therefore, a gentleman must be sincere in what he means.
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Master Lin spoke again: "Three schools of thought should be thoroughly understood by Yong."
"The Master said: The Prime Minister defends the Duke, the Emperor Mu Mu, how can he be ridiculed in the hall of three families?" Zhan Feiyu has memorized the Analects of Confucius by heart, and no matter which sentence Master Lin picks up, he always answers it fluently.
"Teacher, I will start explaining the meaning to you today." Master Lin's clear voice sounded in the study room, and he slowly explained the meaning to Zhan Feiyu. Even though "The Great Learning" is only a little over two thousand words, but about the annotations of this book, "
"Great Learning Chapters and Sentences" was the one that Zhu Xi worked hardest on, and he was still revising it the day before his death.
Outside the window, the sky was getting dark, and Zhan Feiyu was like a sponge, frantically absorbing the knowledge taught by Master Lin, asking questions from time to time, and then listening to Master Lin's explanation after breaking it down, he suddenly felt enlightened and happy.
"That's it for today." As soon as Mrs. Lin said these words, Zhan Feiyu was stunned, his face drooped, and his whole body was exuding disappointment.
Seeing this, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but laugh, pointed out the window and said, "The days are short in winter and the nights are long. From tomorrow on, you can come to the private school half an hour early."
His eyes suddenly lit up, Zhan Feiyu grinned, as if he had taken advantage, "Thank you, Master, I will definitely go to bed early and get up early."
The Lin Family Private School is not far from Jinlin Village, but it is not safe to walk at night. Master Lin planned to ask Mr. Dong to give him a ride, but Zhan Feiyu was a nimble little fat man.
"Master, I'm leaving, Dahuang will definitely come to pick me up!" Under the dusk, Zhan Feiyu ran away on short legs, with the cloth bag swaying diagonally. At first glance, she looked like a country girl.
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"Xiaoyu still has such a lively side?" Lin Xiuyuan looked at the figure running away in amazement. He knew that this was a diligent little junior sister who was smart and smart but also steady. She didn't look like a seven-year-old girl at all.
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"The words are like the person. Although Xiaoyu's words are neat and neat, they have hidden edge." Mrs. Lin hid a trace of uneasiness in her eyes. Extreme wisdom will be damaged, but too much strength will easily break!
From Zhan Feiyu's daily conversations, Master Lin could vaguely sense her sharp edge hidden under the rules. It would be fine if everything went smoothly. Master Lin was only worried about her showing off, but she was not a submissive person.
After entering October, it gets dark earlier and earlier. Zhan Feiyu hums a little tune and walks home. When a long and thin shadow suddenly appears behind him, Zhan Feiyu's heart skips a beat. Is there a ghost?
There was someone behind him! Zhan Feiyu suppressed his uneasiness and continued to walk forward without changing his footsteps. The black shadow was still there, but he couldn't hear the footsteps. This is a practitioner!
There was farmland on one side of the path, and mountains and forests on the other. Zhan Feiyu turned to the right, and suddenly his feet slipped, and his small body fell into the small ditch with a plop.
"She is alert." The clear male voice was full of ridicule and disdain. He walked slowly towards the place where Zhan Feiyu "slipped" in the moonlight, step by step like the death song of an evil ghost.
The ditch was specially dug by the villagers to prevent rocks and mud from rolling down during heavy rains and injuring people. The ditch was three feet high. In addition to the thorns and grass growing in disorder, the ditch was filled with gravel and dead branches.
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Where is the person? The expression of the man standing in front of the ditch suddenly changed. The original pride of being able to capture him turned into twisted and ferocious. His cold eyes searched the ditch carefully.
There were obvious traces of people slipping and there were trampled dead branches, but the Zhanfei fish that should have appeared in the ditch was missing.
The prey just disappeared before his eyes, which made the man's face become even more distorted. Is there a hidden ditch or tunnel?
Zhan Feiyu nestled on the branch of a tree, covering his mouth with his fat paws. It turned out to be? But why did he want to kill himself?
The man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly jumped down into the ditch. He glanced around with his cold eyes like a poisonous snake, but found no one or any secret passage.
In the dark night, the man looked up at the dark mountain forest in front of him and suddenly let out a clear and sweet laugh. However, the sound was mixed with the rustling wind, which made people's hair stand on end.
"She is indeed the child goddess praised by County Magistrate Chen." The man smiled, took out a fire stick from his body, slowly lit the dead leaves on the ground, and then picked up a dead branch and lit it.
However, on a tree branch that was as tall as one person, Zhan Feiyu held his breath. Although the man was disheveled, his eyes clearly belonged to a young man, but at this moment, they looked eerie and sickly against the firelight.
The man smiled with his lips curled up, and the burning branch in his hand moved towards the grass on the ground. In an instant, the withered grass suddenly burst into flames when it met the open flame.
Set the mountain on fire? Zhan Feiyu, who was hiding in a tree, was glad that he had such a useless golden finger just a moment ago. Although he was only invisible for half an hour, at least he saved his life.
But at this time, as the fire became more and more intense, Zhan Feiyu knew that if she continued to hide, she would only suffocate. But if she jumped down the tree and escaped, although she could become invisible, her footsteps could not deceive anyone.
Fight! Zhan Feiyu tightened his grip on the "murderous weapon" in his hand.
The murder weapon was nothing more than a gadget she had made with Zhan Laosan before. A finger-long piece of iron was sharpened and then mounted on wood. It looked like a crude dagger. Zhan Feiyu kept it in his schoolbag for self-defense.
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"Little girl, if you don't come out, you will be burned to death." The man's voice was cheerful but sickly, and his strange eyes looked at the mountain forest illuminated by the fire, just waiting for Zhan Feiyu to escape uncontrollably.
Zhan Feiyu looked down at the man under the tree. After visually measuring the distance, he clenched the "dagger" in his right hand and rushed towards the man like a wild monkey.
In the darkness, the moment he was alerted to danger, the man turned around quickly. There was nothing in front of him, but there was a heavy weight on his body.
When Zhan Feiyu jumped on the man, the dagger raised high in his right hand instantly slashed towards the artery in his neck, causing blood to fly. When the man reacted, he knocked the Zhan Feiyu away with his palm.
Hitting the tree trunk with a bang, Zhan Feiyu hunched over in pain, rolled on the spot, and disappeared again.
The man's eyes widened and he looked in disbelief at the person who had disappeared out of thin air. Blood gurgled out from between his fingers. The carotid artery had been cut. No matter how skilled the practitioner was, he would definitely die.