Chapter 589

There was no Herald sign and no identity token. In the morning, the little boy was shouted by the Taoist priest and drove to a small town called Guanyinshan under Tongcheng.

Outside the car,

It's a gate. The dormitory building of the old factory has been transformed with a new sign, which reads: "Zhang's Sinology education research base".

Left and right,

A couplet is hung:

Couplet: thousands of volumes, ancient and modern, disappear forever

Second line: a window with dim dawn sends fleeting years

It's a very shabby place, but it's quite a feeling of being the number one in the prostitution market to tidy up;

ha-ha,

But no matter how artful, still can not get rid of an atmosphere of imitation.

It's still early,

The Taoist priest went to buy some steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk, and ate it himself in the car.

The little boy didn't eat. He just opened the window and said calmly:

"Yesterday, you cheated."

"What? Why are you talking to me about this word for no reason?"

The old Taoist drank soy milk and pretended not to understand.

"The boss doesn't want to meddle."

"This is no business. It's all human life."

"This is nothing." The little boy said seriously.

The Taoist shook his head, thought for a while, then smiled and said:

"Let me tell you something, I've lived so old, and I've eaten it......"

The Taoist choked,

Because it suddenly occurred to him,

The little boy in front of me,

Much older than myself!

Rely on your old age and sell your old age in front of him?

The little boy didn't care.

The Taoist bit his lips and continued:

"It's not easy for me to live so big."

The little boy nodded,

According to his understanding of the old Taoist past,

I really think so.

"To accumulate virtue and do good deeds is not just talking. Do you think that's what you rely on?"

Say,

The Taoist priest took out a pile of ghost money and dumped it,

"This thing is useful, but not all of it works. The boss just came back from hell this time and killed so many ghosts in the club in Shanghai. Tut tut."

"Just say it."

"Well, directly speaking, I feel a little uneasy."

"Hehe."

"You don't believe it, do you?"

The little boy didn't talk.

"Forget it, just be a poor virgin. What's wrong? His boss doesn't want to live easily, but he can't pretend to be stupid after being said a few words. He sent you out?"

The little boy opened the door and got out of the car.

The old Taoist hurried to get off the bus together and told him:

"As the boss said, no killing."

This command,

I have to repeat,

The Taoist priest was really worried that after the little boy went in,

This training class is a river of blood.

The little boy nodded, turned around and walked towards the wall.

"If you don't like it, it's OK not to kill it or mutilate it."

The old Taoist added a sentence.

The little boy shook his head,

Can't understand,

His view of good and evil,

It must be different from the old way.

"Then try to put my perspective into it?"

The old man suggested.

"Let's go together."

Said the little boy.

"No, no, I'm not going, I'm not going."

The Taoist waved his hand,

Dare not go.

The little boy stopped talking,

Walk over,

Jump,

Jumped over the fence,

You can't see it.

The old Taoist sat back in the car,

Pick up some cool steamed buns and continue to chew them.

Chewed several bites,

Finally, my nose is a little sour,

"Mom,

I couldn't help playing the game when I went back,

Mom and dad directly said that they would send you back for transformation,

You just took sleeping pills and killed yourself,

Wow,

Why bother you? "

Saying,

The old Taoist continued to gnaw at the steamed stuffed bun,

Chew hard.

…………

"Parents call, don't slow down.

Parents tell you not to be lazy when you do something.

Parents should listen respectfully to what they teach.

Parents' responsibility must be borne smoothly............ "

It's only eight o'clock,

The classroom inside is already full of books.

The little boy's cultural literacy is not low. After all, he has lived for so many years and knows that what he recites here is "disciple rules".

Through the window,

You can see the students inside standing against the wall one by one,

Wearing only thin clothes,

Shivering on one side,

While reciting loudly.

At this time, it is winter in Tongcheng. The weather is very cold, and the streets are full of down jackets.

"High point!"

A man's voice came,

Men wear robes,

It is estimated that it is the same money of Kong Yiji,

There are sneakers under your feet,

With a pointer in his hand,

Wearing sunglasses,

As different as you want to be.

"High point!"

"Higher!"

"Use your back, shout hard, put in, don't feel cold, do you hear!"

Recitation sound,

Start to increase.

The little boy turned his head slightly,

I don't think there is anything.

As he said outside with the Taoist priest,

His view of right and wrong, good and evil is different from that of ordinary people, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong or special about what is happening in the classroom.

Keep going inside,

On 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 may be only a hundred students.

In fact,

This is already a lot,

here,

After all, it is not a serious school, nor is it a serious training class.

and,

The tuition here is not low.

The little boy thought it was boring and boring here. He just subconsciously began to look for the "electric shock room" as the old saying goes.

it seems that,

That place,

Is the crux of the problem.

The little boy found it,

But there is someone inside.

His body jumped up and he stuck to the ceiling and looked inside through the window on the door.

The boss said, you can't kill people. The old man said, you can beat those who don't like it.

He needs to think,

Who should be maimed.

The layout inside,

Empty,

But there are many people.

Three men in long shirts,

There are also two young people who look seventeen years old.

Two young people are being scolded,

One of his eyes flickered, glanced secretly at the electric chair in front of him from time to time, and was afraid. In the sound of scolding, he kept shouting "the fact is" "I'm wrong" "I'm wrong".

the other one,

Glancing slightly,

I'm very hung up,

I'm too lazy to talk to you.

The little boy suddenly thought of the boy he saw when he returned to the bookstore last night, the boy who was crouching in the corner shivering.

Suddenly,

In his mind, he began to make up for the boy's previous look of hanging.

however,

Hanging man,

Nothing happened,

The boy who was very afraid was caught by two long shirts,

He sat directly on the electric shock chair.

There is a buckle on the chair. There is a belt, which is directly tied. It can struggle, but it can't be separated.

next,

It's a boring scene.

Power on,

Shouting,

And also incontinence.

Very boring,

It's really boring,

At least,

In the eyes of the little boy,

Such punishment,

He was so mean that he had seen more and more terrible punishments than this.

It seems to be to make an example of others,

The boy who hung before didn't see the meaning of hanging on his face at this time,

Instead, he looked frightened.

Three long shirts continued to scold him,

It seems to give him enough time to digest the effect of the chicken being "killed".

Then,

The hanging boy was also brought up by three long shirts,

Let him sit on the electric chair.

The boys began to struggle and abuse,

A large pool of urine stains remained on the chair,

At this point,

It's even smoother.

then,

Another scream came,

One after another.

The little boy pursed his lips,

His heart,

Still nothing.

of course,

Neither of them died,

It's impossible to kill people here.

Three long shirts kicked the two people after being shocked,

The two boys got up trembling,

Almost kneeling on the ground,

Curses swear something,

Admit your mistake first,

Reassurance,

In short,

It's still boring.

The little boy felt that with this spare time, he might as well run to little Luoli's house, watch her get up, watch her wash, and watch her water the flowers and plants in his yard.

Yawned,

however,

Since the boss let him come, he must have come to be a thug. He can't kill people, but can only be disabled.

Well,

Who will be maimed?

How many people do you have to fight and go back on duty?

A "teacher" in a long shirt?

student?

Watching the students prostrate on the ground and admit their mistakes,

The little boy suddenly felt as if he had no reason to go in and beat someone up.

"Teacher" words, the little boy felt that those punishments are not on the table, are not punishments, just tickle.

He was a little bored,

Jumped down,

Go down,

He felt that he still had to shout the old way,

Let him tell himself who to hit,

Which one to call,

He did it again.

Finish early,

Go home early.

As long as the employees in the bookstore come in, they are unconsciously infected with the culture of salted fish, especially in the face of work and tasks.

When he came to the first floor,

I saw a group of middle-aged men and women pouring in from the gate.

today,

It is the day when the basically closed training class is open to the public. A large number of parents who send their children here for education and transformation appear here.

"Serve tea!"

A man in a long shirt shouted.

the moment,

Dozens of students were holding tea in their hands,

Found their parents,

And knelt directly in front of their parents,

Hand the tea respectfully,

And said solemnly, "son (daughter) invites mother (father) to have tea."

The parents present immediately picked up their children,

One by one,

Cry with joy,

Some began to thank the "teacher" again and again,

Say thank you,

Without the guidance of teachers, their children really don't know how to do well.

Some are full of tears,

Seeing that their children are finally sensible,

It's very gratifying.

A pair of happy,

Touching scenes of father's kindness and son's filial piety.

Parents hold their children and wipe their tears while laughing,

The children were infected by their emotions and began to cry loudly.

Just,

The crying mood of children and parents,

Is different.

The little boy felt so noisy,

This group of messy and silent cries,

Make him feel so upset,

Compared with the crying when I heard the electric shock before,

More upset.

He frowned slightly,

Looking at the group of middle-aged parents crying and laughing below,

Silently raise your hand,

Clench your fist slightly,

It's so noisy,

I really want to beat them up