It has to be said that the Monk is really powerful. Just by him being there, the number of little ghosts who came to harass them in the middle of the night decreased significantly.
Although RenDongâs homework efficiency has been improved, the amount of homework was astonishingly large. The next day, little RenDong had dark circles under his eyes and still had to go to school with unfinished homework.
The owner of the snack bar had a grudge against the Peking Opera Monk and initially refused to allow him to stay. But Lian Qiao said the Monk doesnât need to be paid, just provide food and sleep. The owner of the snack bar reluctantly agreed.
Although the Monk is a straight steel man who doesnât know how to say the right thing, he was handy as a cook. With the help of Lian Qiao and him in the snack bar, the boss no longer needs to do anything himself. After the rush hour, he can leisurely chat with the neighbors in the neighborhood.
Only Lian Qiao and the Monk were left in the store.
Lian Qiao was kneading the dough absent-mindedly, keeping his eyes on the school opposite him. He looked up at the wall clock every few minutes and realized that there was still a lot of time before school finished, so he sighed and continued kneading the dough.
The Monk moved a stool, sat in front of him and asked excitedly: âWhatâs the matter with the orphanage you mentioned yesterday? Tell me?â
Lian Qiao casually said something perfunctory. The Monk saw that he was not interested so he changed the subject and asked again: âWhat is your relationship with that key player? I think you two are very close.â
Hearing this, Lian Qiao felt very happy so he smiled a little to the Monk, said: âHe is my partner.â
The Monk calculated and was shocked: âYouâre a pedophile!â
Lian Qiao threw a handful of dough onto his face. He said coldly: âYouâre the pedophile! He just shrunk in the dungeon! Heâs already 28! Heâs three years older than me!â
ââŠBut heâs only 8 years old now.â The Monk turned his head and glanced at the school name of XX Elementary School and felt a chill, âDonât you feel uncomfortable holding him to sleep at nightâŠâ
Lian Qiao picked up the kitchen knife in an instant and his murderous aura surged. The Monk was taken aback and begged for mercy. Lian Qiao suddenly thought of something and his furious expression suddenly eased.
He gradually put down the kitchen knife, lowered his eyebrows and said, âIf I said that I donât have any evil thoughts about him right now, would you believe me?â
The Monk said, âI believe it!â
Of course I believe everything you say while youâre holding the kitchen knife!
Lian Qiao lowered his head, continued to knead his dough and said lightly: âHe suffered too much when he was a child. It is a rare opportunity for him to grow up again and I want to make it up to him.â
The Monk was stunned for a moment and gradually restrained a smile.
âAmitabha.â He clasped his hands together and finally there was a little compassion in his eyes and brows, âAll living beings suffer. Donât worry about it.â
Lian Qiao smiled, didnât speak, just turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall again. He curled his lips and said: âWhy is it only half past ten?â
âBy the way, this poor Monk learned a piece of gossip.â The Monk suddenly came over and said mysteriously, âThe lady boss and the principal of the stationery store next to the school are relatives.â
Lian Qiao: âSo?â
Monk: âThe school doesnât let students leave school halfway and doesnât allow students to bring snacks into the campusâŠâ
Lian Qiao: âSo?â
The Monk suddenly raised his palm with one hand, closed his eyes and recited compassionately: âAmitabhaâ. Lian Qiao was surprised but saw that his right hand pinched out the lotus print, and his index finger and middle finger were quickly exchanging back and forth.
Making a pose asking for money.
Lian Qiao rolled his eyes and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.
The Monk saw it through the cracks in his eyelids and immediately smiled and reached out to take it. With a bang, Lian Qiao smashed a kitchen knife between his hand and the money, causing the Monk to withdraw his hand in fright.
âTell me what the gossip is first.â Lian Qiao calmly said, âIâll decide whether to give you the money or chop you up.â
Monk: ââŠâ
Ten minutes later.
With his good looks and acting skills, Lian Qiao quickly won the trust of the proprietress of the stationery shop and entered the campus through the back door of the stationery shop.
It happened to be class time at this time and the campus was very empty. Lian Qiao felt extremely excited when he stepped into the campusâhe could finally go to peepâŠah no, he could go to secretly protect RenDong!
What does Little RenDong look like when listening to lectures in class? Do you put your little hands on your knees obediently?
Does he get along well with his classmates? Has he been bullied?
Itâs almost eleven oâclock. Is he hungry? Is the school lunch delicious?
With the mood of an old father, Lian Qiao sneaked through the campus and went straight to RenDongâs class. The second grade was located on the second floor of the teaching building and the district class is at the end of the corridor. At this time, there are young teachers in every classroom giving lectures, the windows are bright and clean and the corridors are empty.
Lian Qiao bent over and walked quickly through the classrooms. His heart was so excited that it was about to jump out of his chest.
Heâs almost there! Itâs almost there! He will see him soon!
Lian Qiao couldnât help showing a smile that was a little perverted with excitement. If the teaching director passed by now, he would definitely call the police and arrest him as a perverted pedophile.
Fortunately, years of stealth games are not for nothing. Lian Qiao came to the gate of the district class easily and, with his beating heartbeat echoing in his ears, a sharp curse pierced his eardrum like a steel needle.
âYou didnât do your homework again?! Xu RenDong, do you still want to learn?!â
Lian Qiao was shocked, as if his ears had been stabbed.
He crept under the window sill and poked his head out quietly. He saw dozens of primary school students sitting in the classroom, all of them sitting upright, their little hands obediently placed on the small table and their eyes staring at the podium without blinking.
The strange thing is that there are no facial features on the faces of those children.
A few people had their names written on their faces, while others had only a flat human skin with no eyes, nose or mouth. At first glance, they look like poor-quality dolls whose artist had forgotten to draw their facial features but, upon closer inspection, the chests of those faceless children rose and fell slightly, and they can breathe.
This scene is like a nightmareâdoes RenDong study in such an environment every day? !
The scolding from the podium continued. Lian Qiao forced himself to turn his eyes away with heartache and fear, and his eyes finally fell on the skinny child by the podium.
That was his RenDong. The little RenDong that kept his back straight at all times.
In front of RenDong stood a middle-aged woman with a fierce expression, not at all an amiable teacher. She cursed loudly and slapped the podium. Under this double noise even Lian Qiao, who was standing outside the classroom, felt his eardrums go numb. So what about Little RenDong who was so close at hand?
Lian Qiao immediately felt angry. He was about to rush in to rescue RenDong but he heard a childish and cold voice from the podium.
âHave you scolded enough?â
Lian Qiao was taken aback and then slowed down. He saw Little RenDong raise his head, with a slight mockery and indifference on his face. There was no fear in his eyes, and he stretched out his two small gloved hands and said lightly: âIf you want to punish, go ahead and punish, donât waste time.â
The female teacher was furious: âYou! How dare you contradict the teacher?! This uneducated little bastard, today I have to teach you a lesson and let you know what will happen if you contradict the teacher!â
She spoke and pulled off RenDongâs gloves.
Little RenDong frowned slightly. At the same time, the classroom darkened and a figure appeared at the door, blocking the sunlight from outside.
Little RenDong subconsciously turned his head and his expression changed instantly: âYou, youâŠâ
Lian Qiao narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on his little hand.
He saw that the delicate and soft little hand was red and swollen. The palm was swollen so much it was almost transparent.
The middle-aged female teacher held a pointer in her hand and the pointer had not yet fallen â obviously, the injury on Little RenDongâs hand had already occurred.
âŠâŠwhen?
Since when did he hide such a serious injury from me? !
Lian Qiaoâs face was full of clouds and his eyes quickly swept across the woolen gloves, and he understood everything within an instant.
Little RenDong, who had not been moved by the threat of the female teacher, saw Lian Qiao at this time but, as if he had seen a ghost, his expression flinched and he subconsciously hid back.
Lian Qiao approached step by step. RenDong was forced to step back step by step until he hit the podium.
Little RenDong felt panic from the bottom of his heart. Even he himself wondered â why should he be afraid?
Why was he so afraid of Lian Qiao?
The middle-aged female teacher said angrily: âWho are you? Who allowed you to come in?!â
Lian Qiao stopped, turned his head slightly and glanced at the female teacher condescendingly: âYou hit him?â
âI warn you, this is school! Itâs class time now!â The female teacher picked up the phone on the table and threatened, âIf you donât go out again, I willâŠâ
Before she finished speaking, Lian Qiao lifted his long leg and kicked her to the ground!
The female teacher screamed again and again, clutching her stomach and rolling on the ground, calling for help. Hearing her scream, Lian Qiao became even more gloomy. He stood condescendingly in front of the female teacher, put his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked the female teacher hard in the stomach!
âAhhh!â the female teacher cried, curling up with her stomach in her arms. Lian Qiao squinted her eyes, ignored the female teacherâs begging for mercy and instead kicked and beat her desperately again and again.
Under the podium, those faceless primary school students all watched silently, motionless. In the entire classroom, only the blunt and muffled sound of being kicked and beaten continued to circle.
Little RenDong was so dumbfounded that he forgot to go up to stop him.
Because he didnât finish his homework, he was physically punished by the teacher and his palm was hit. It was because he was worried about Lian Qiaoâs impulsiveness that he bought gloves to cover the wound on his hand but he didnât expect to be exposed.
He expected Lian Qiao to be angry, but he didnât expect Lian Qiao to really get so, so⊠angry.
He was so cruel!
It would be fine if he was dealing with ghosts, but the one screaming and begging for mercy at his feet was indeed an ordinary human NPC. Although corporal punishment of elementary school students has gone too far, it is not a crime that deserves death!
âright?! Lian Qiaoâs posture was simply intending to beat the teacher to death!
Thatâs why RenDong was terrified.
He was really killing people!
Thinking of this, Little RenDong trembled all over, but he came to his senses. He rushed to Lian Qiao and grabbed Lian Qiaoâs arm desperately.
âCalm down! Lian Qiao! Stop!â
Lian Qiao still kicked the female teacher expressionlessly as if he didnât hear him.
Lian Qiaoâs attack was extremely ruthless, not only kicking towards the weak abdomen and back, but also hitting the female teacherâs face several times. The female teacher screamed terribly but Lian Qiao remained unmoved. His eyes were cold and disgusted, like looking at a pool of rotten meat.
There are a large number of peripheral nerves gathered on the face. If the face is kicked, the person will experience unbearable pain and will faint instantly. At this time, the female teacher not only had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but blood was oozing from her lips and nose. Her eyesight had begun to blur, she was dying and she was afraid she would die on the spot if o one rescued her!
Xu RenDong couldnât hold Lian Qiao back at all. In desperation, he had no choice but to throw himself in front of the female teacher, trying to use himself to wake up Lian Qiaoâs reason.
âLian Qiao, stay your fucking hand!â Xu RenDong yelled, âDid you hear thatâhmm!â
Before he could finish speaking, Lian Qiao kicked him in the stomach, kicking him so completely that he flew out, viciously hitting the corner of the podium!
The abdomen was the most vulnerable part of the human body. At this time, he was in the shape of a child again, without the protection of his abdominal muscles, his delicate internal organs seemed to have been directly kicked to pieces. Whatâs more, the deadly spine directly hit the sharp corner of the podium, causing him a huge panic in an instant-he was about to be kicked to death!
Little RenDong slid down from the podium, the pain made his whole body convulse. He clutched his stomach and curled up, the severe pain had made him careless of other things, and the strong dizziness took away his sanity.
There was a gasping sound above his head. Then there was a sound of messy footsteps and something hit the blackboard backwards.
Little RenDong raised her head with difficulty, looking up into Lian Qiaoâs eyes.
Their eyes met, and he saw panic, shock, guilt, and⊠fear in Lian Qiaoâs eyes.
Why⊠fear?
Before losing consciousness and falling to the ground, Little RenDong thought in a daze: Is what Lian Qiao is afraid of, and what he is afraid of, the same thing?