Mutated Tao Chapter 810: Joining the World

"Cough! Cough cough! Shiro, Shiro! Zhuge Yuan!" Seeing the distracted disciples in the hall finally recovering, the master was so angry that the beard on his face trembled with anger.

"I ask you, what did you say to the teacher just now?"

"Therefore, to speak to the wise, rely on the knowledge; to speak to the wise, rely on discrimination; to speak to the discerning, rely on the essential; to speak to the noble, rely on the status; When speaking to the poor, rely on profit; when speaking to the humble, rely on modesty; when speaking to the brave, rely on courage; when speaking to the fool, rely on sharpness.”

Seeing that the Master's big face was blue from holding back, but he couldn't find a reason to attack, the young man held back a smile and sat down again.

Seeing that he didn't learn any lesson, the master sighed softly, "Silang, although you are smart, don't be complacent. Since you want to be the number one scholar, you can't be negligent in your studies." It’s not enough to memorize it, but to understand its meaning.”

"Yes, the students understand."

When the master turned around, Zhuge Yuan immediately made a strange face towards his back, which made the other students who looked like him burst out laughing.

"Huh?" The master picked up the ruler and turned around, and immediately sat upright, not daring to be presumptuous.

When school was over in the afternoon, Zhuge Yuan walked home with his classmates laughing and cursing while chatting about his wife's ugly behavior just now.

After several intersections, the people around Zhuge Yuan gradually decreased, and when he arrived at the gate of his small courtyard, he was already alone.

Taking out the key to open the far door, Zhuge Yuan walked in, saw that there was still water in the water tank, and started to make his own dinner.

The whole yard is not big, only a dozen paces in front, back, left, and right, and there is nothing but a pewter gun in the corner.

When the smoke in the kitchen chimney cleared, it was almost dark, and Zhuge Yuan picked out some wicks of an oil lamp in the house with chopsticks, and the small room suddenly became much brighter.

Zhuge Yuan took out a book of idle stories that his master forbade to read, and read it with relish while eating.

Suddenly Zhuge Yuan sensed someone in the room, and when he raised his head, he was face to face with a wrinkled and smiling face. She was holding a cane in her hand and wearing an embroidered headband on her head, completely dressed like an old country lady.

Seeing that Zhuge was looking at her, the black cat granny looked at the only dish on the table. "Why are you eating Sis again today? How can this work?"

She stretched out her sharp nails and scratched in the vegetable water, then put it into the mouth full of fangs and sucked it. "Not even oil, you kid."

"Santai, it's okay, I'm used to it." Zhuge Yuan quickly stood up, greeted her with a smile, and supported her to sit down on the bench. "San Tai Nai, you sit down first, I'll make you a bowl of Gao Sui."

"Don't worry about it, I'll be leaving in a while." Grandma Santai stretched out her hand out of her pocket, and a bowl of fragrant meat appeared in front of Zhuge Yuan.

The meat smells delicious, and it looks fresh and steaming.

"The daughter-in-law who has no eyesight made it. She knew it was hairy. I couldn't eat it, so she insisted on making it. Do you think she wants me to die?"

"I thought you probably don't have much meat, so I'll send you some."

Zhuge Yuan looked at the stewed mutton stuffed into his hands. "San Tai Nai, why is everything turning into hair in your mouth, you can't eat this or that, I'm afraid you can only drink dew."

Seeing Third Grandma raising her crutches, Zhuge Yuan quickly apologized with a smile.

"You eat, I'm leaving, and my grandson will come to get a bowl in the future."

After delivering the third wife's milk to the door, Zhuge Yuan sat back and ate his own dinner.

The stewed lamb is specially used to remove the fishy smell, the taste is tender and smooth, the mouth is fat but not greasy, and the fragrance is strong.

Just as he was enjoying this delicacy, the closed courtyard door was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind wrapped in paper money.

The ear-piercing suona sounded, and the high and low white spirit-calling banners floated over from left to right, followed by the mournful mourning cry.

Zhuge Yuan looked at this with his head sideways, picked up a piece of mutton, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing, "Yuhua, Mingke, the dog's nose is really good, why did you come to my house to grab a meal and pretend to be a ghost?" Scaring people."

The white soul banner on the courtyard wall quickly shrank down, and soon two heads with hippie smiles appeared in front of him.

"Look at what you said, we can't just stutter, we are here to give you a drink." The left hands of the two shook the pot of rice wine.

When he saw the mutton on the table, he immediately sat down. "Hey! It's a coincidence that the appetizers are all there."

They both went to a private school, and they were not polite to Zhuge Yuan, they brought three bowls from the kitchen, and started pouring wine with a pair of chopsticks. "Shiro, can you punch?"

"No." Zhuge Yuan put away the notebook on the table.

"It won't be all right, we will teach you, punching, it's actually very simple, let's shout the wine order, after the shout is over, let's make a number in our hand, and guess a number with our mouth at the same time."

"If one of the two of us calls out to count, and it happens to be drawn by the two hands, then we win! Then the loser drinks! How about it? Simple?"

Zhuge Yuan looked at the classmate in front of him with a slightly speechless expression, "How did you learn these things so quickly? Surely it wasn't your father who taught you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, now follow me and learn to sing, one dragon, two families, three knots, four happy fortunes, five leaders, six six six."

With a plate of Siong and this bowl of mutton, the two began to punch each other.

However, it didn't take long for the jug of rice wine, and just when Zhuge Yuan was slightly drunk, the jug was empty.

With a tinge of red on his cheeks, he picked up the empty jug, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Looking at the last drop falling into his mouth, Zhuge Yuan put it down with some inclination. "If you want me to say that the rules of boxing should be changed, the one who should win should drink."

Hearing this, Ding Yuhua laughed loudly, "Hahaha! If you win, you will be mistaken for your cleverness?"

Seeing the classmate next to him licking his tongue against the mutton bowl, Zhuge Yuan said, "Okay, Ming Ke, it's clean enough, don't lick it anymore, this is the bowl from Santai Nai's house, if you I can't do my job if I'm licked."

Hearing this, Lu Mingke put down the bowl, smashed it a few times and said with some regret, "I didn't enjoy myself, I didn't enjoy drinking, and I didn't enjoy eating. "

Ding Yuhua's big eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, "Shiro, let's go, I have a way,"

Hearing this, Zhuge Yuan shook his head, "What bad idea do you have? Aren't you afraid of eating fried pork with twigs? Forget it, eat and drink and go back quickly."

"Hey, look at your guts! Then just wait and eat, I'll be back in a while." After finishing speaking, Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

Zhuge Yuan shook his head helplessly, picked up the script again and read it.

However, after watching for a few breaths, he looked in the direction his classmate was leaving, and finally followed with concern, lest there would be a big disaster.

Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke walked in front, and Zhuge Yuan followed behind. Walking and walking, they came to the edge of the village.

Looking at the family next to him, Zhuge Yuan was startled. Could this guy really be brave enough to go to the master's house to steal bacon?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhuge Yuan hurriedly quickened his pace and was about to rush over to stop it.

But when he first arrived at their side, he saw the other party lying on the wall without moving. Zhuge Yuan reacted quickly, and immediately stopped, and followed the other party's line of sight, and saw the bamboo forest in the distance. Something seems to be rolling.

Soon under the moonlight, Zhuge Yuan finally saw what it was, it was three **** pottery pots with a lucky charm on them.

When the three of them lined up neatly at the entrance of the village at the same time, three heads with watermelon hats slowly protruded from the mouth of the black pottery pot.

The faces of these three heads are pale, with small cherry mouths and big blush, but where there should be eyes, there are only two **** holes.

"What are these?" Just when Zhuge Yuan's eyes widened, trying to guess what it was, the teacher saw the three heads tilted suddenly, looking at him with those dark eyes at the same time. .

"Go! You go first! Go and call Master!" Zhuge Yuan stood in front of his classmates with a solemn expression.

It's okay if Zhuge Yuan didn't say anything, as soon as he opened his mouth here, the three head gangsters shrank back into the black clay pot, and quickly rolled towards them.

Seeing that the three things were about to roll in front of Zhuge Yuan, the master descended from the sky with his hands behind his back, and stepped on a black pottery pot with one foot, directly smashing the big red Fufu into pieces.

Following a vigorous flick of the long sleeve in his hand, he threw the other two black pottery pots directly onto the wall, turning them into two rough strokes of black charcoal.

The situation that was extremely critical just now was resolved so easily by the master.

And this scene made Zhuge Yuan's eyes light up, "Master, I want to learn this! This is amazing!"

With a "snap", the master took out a ruler from somewhere and slammed on the three heads. "Smelling of alcohol! What are you guys doing at night?"

Covering his head with his hands, Zhuge Yuan, who was gasping for breath from the pain, was not scared off and came forward again. "Master, teach me this! I really didn't know you could have such supernatural powers!"

"Study hard! The right way is to be admitted to the No. 1 Scholar, don't think about what you have every day!" The master walked towards his yard with a straight face and hands behind his back.

"Master! You can't say that. You see, if that's the case just now, what's the use of me reading more books?"

"Hmph! Don't mess around, reading is for you to understand the truth! If you don't know a single word, no matter how many supernatural powers you learn, you won't be able to find the right direction to use them."

"Why is it sensible?"

"Sensibility is self-cultivation."

"What is self-cultivation?"

"Self-cultivation is to be a man! Establish morality, resolve, and establish words!"

After saying the last word, the master suddenly turned around and glared at Zhuge Yuan with his snake pupils, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Feeling the classmate behind him pull him secretly, Zhuge Yuan took half a step back unwillingly, and stopped talking.

However, this time the master did not leave, "Shiro, don't you always think that you are smarter than others? How about we have a bet?"

"Gambling?" A look of surprise appeared on Zhuge Yuan's face.

"You said that no matter how many books you read, it will be useless when you encounter the situation just now, but you are wrong, and it will be useful."

"There are Zhang Liangji in the book, and there are wall ladders in the book. There are many methods in it. You just need to find one, and I will teach you all the magic powers."

"Really?" Zhuge Yuan's eyes lit up immediately.

"A gentleman's words are hard to follow!" After the master finished speaking, he took out a brush and quickly drew on the black clay pot on the wall.

After a few breaths, the master stretched out his hand to pick it up, and a black pottery pot bound by an iron cage was picked up in front of Zhuge Yuan. "The period is six days. If you can find a way to return this thing, you will win."

The master left, leaving Zhuge Yuan, Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke standing in place looking at the black clay pot in the cage.

The students on the side are still gloating. "Bet with the master, you are really good at it, if you win the bet and lose, you will be unlucky."

"No, master is not such a stingy person." Zhuge Yuan also became interested at this moment, and ran to the private school excitedly, holding the oil lamp and looking for countermeasures from the book.

At first, Zhuge Yuan felt that he had found a way, so he kept trying on the black clay pot. But no matter how hard he tried, it didn't work. If it wasn't for the iron cage covering him, he would have smashed towards Zhuge Yuan long ago.

In order to obtain the supernatural powers of his master, Zhuge Yuan forgot to sleep and eat, and put his whole body and mind into the book, and his face became very haggard within two days.

Holding a new book in his hand, the happy Zhuge Yuan staggered towards the iron cage.

Soon a bubble of boy's urine was splashed on the black clay pot, but there was no other reaction except for getting the poured water wet.

"The things written in this book are actually fake." Zhuge Yuan was very discouraged and threw the book in his hand on the ground.

However, he took a quick look at the direction of the master's house, and quickly reached out to pick it up again. "Just look for it from the book, is there really a way? Master is not lying to me, is it?"

There were big and small laughter from the side, and Zhuge Yuan waved the book over there with a little bit of enthusiasm. "I just ran over to see my jokes, and I didn't know how to help."

"That can't be done, this is a matter between the master and you. We dare not interfere."

"Shiro, if you really beat the master, I will recognize you as a brother!"

Zhuge Yuan is not such a person who gives up lightly, he continues to devote himself wholeheartedly to it, and the sky gradually darkens unknowingly.

He simply hugged all the books to the side of the iron cage, reading and trying. Fortunately, the moon is very big today, so there is no need to light extra oil lamps.

I don't know how long it has passed, when the sleepy Zhuge Yuan rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist, the surroundings were already quiet, and he was the only one left.

"These animals really don't help at all." Zhuge Yuan sighed helplessly, and prepared to continue searching, but after today, there were only three days left.

But at this moment, Zhuge Yuan seemed to feel something was wrong, he frowned slightly and thought about it, then raised his head again and looked around.

Suddenly he noticed that the black pottery pot thrown by the master to the wall was gone.

Soon Zhuge Yuan noticed the shallow mud marks pressed by the black pottery pots on the ground, and rolled all the way to the outside of the village.

"Run away?" Just when Zhuge Yuan was thinking about what to do, there was a new movement from the bamboo forest in the distance.

Zhuge Yuan stared wide-eyed and saw the black pottery pot slowly rolling back following the leaving marks.

It didn't just come back, it also brought back something, which was a row of sallow paper figurines holding white lanterns in their hands and touching the ground with their toes!

In the white of the left eye of all the paper figurines is written the word Sera, while in the white of the right eye of all the paper figurines is written the word Kaijing.

These paper figurines walked over slowly and lightly, passing in front of Zhuge Yuan.

As the paper people brushed past the cage that trapped the black clay pot one by one, the color of the cage became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely, allowing the black clay pot inside to regain its freedom.

And the black pottery pot that came out didn't run away, it just followed behind the paper figurine and walked towards a nearby yard.

"There... seems to be... the master's yard, right?" Zhuge Yuan suddenly thought of something, and rushed over there anxiously.

But when he was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, all the walls of the courtyard fell outwards, and with a "boom", a big head and a small body were thrown inside. The lion of the ruler appeared instantly.

The big mouth with the big door opened and closed, biting a paper figurine to a **** mess.

Three white lanterns smashed on its mane, and a ball of flame shot up into the sky immediately.

Under the light of the fire, everything around began to notice changes. The faces of the remaining paper figurines were no longer so pale, but began to turn rosy, and the lion gradually began to grow horns, and moved towards a more terrifying direction. The direction of the person changes.

Just as the ferocious monster bit a paper figurine fiercely, Zhuge Yuan rushed over from the side, threw the paper figurine to the ground and saved it.

When he saw the giant beast chasing other paper figurines, Zhuge Yuan helped the paper figurines on the ground up, "Why did you come here?"

"Here to get rid of the demons! In recent years, there has been a severe drought in Nanzhi County, and there are rumors that there are evil spirits acting as demons! As a member of the Tiansi Supervisor, we will naturally do justice for the heavens!" As he kept talking, the paper man was in Zhugeyuan. The front becomes more and more lifelike.

"The drought is not under Master's control! You should go to the Dragon King Temple! Go away! Master is angry!"

The paper man shook his head, "Then I don't care, I just listen to my master. When my master starts to practice, he will be able to restrain this evil beast."

As soon as the words fell, the two black pottery pots jumped into the air and exploded, and various pennants were connected with a red net to completely cover the giant beast.

Zhuge Yuan stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, and muttered to himself: "But... the master is Lingxi"

The next moment, the huge red net burned into ashes in an instant, and the stalactites above the head continued to fall with a louder roar, shaking everyone's shadows.

"Where is your master?" Zhuge Yuan pulled the paper figurine and rushed towards a paper figurine who was one point taller in the distance.

The paper figurine with hatred in his eyes was doing it, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal, and the rows of cut out paper figurines gradually stood up under the waving of the wooden sword in his hand.

"Stop quickly, if this continues, all of your people will die here!" Zhuge Yuan rushed in front of him.

"Hmph! If the old man stops, you don't have to die? Look at what that man-eating thing is!"

"I can't die! Listen to me! I definitely can't die! And you can't win! There are not only masters in the cave!!"

Following Zhuge Yuan's pointing, the other paper figurines saw the big and small eyes around them, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes.

"I'll fight with these evil spirits!" A paper figurine who rushed out was hugged tightly by Zhuge Yuan.

"Everyone! Listen to me! I have a way to get you out!!" Zhuge Yuan said as he snatched the weapon from the Taoist paper figurine.

As soon as all the remaining paper figurines moved closer to Zhuge Yuan, they naturally attracted the giant beast's attention.

Its ever-growing ferocious mouth connected to the roof of the cave and the ground below, just like this aggressive car came over.

Seeing that the huge mouth was about to swallow everyone, Zhuge Yuan stood in front of them and shouted loudly at the huge mouth: "Master! I won!"

Jukou stopped, just in front of Zhuge Yuan.

Zhuge Yuan let out a long breath, walked in front of the others, took away their various weapons and magic weapons and threw them on the ground, and said to the giant mouth next to him: "Master, as you said, let me go from here I found the solution in the book, and I found it!"

"How?"

"Turn hostility into friendship, Master, this is what you taught! This kind of misunderstanding can be resolved with a few words, there is no need to make it like this."

"You also said that reckless people only do things if they only want to be reckless! Those who can move their mouths will never do it!"

"And master, they didn't come to catch you, they came to solve the drought, but they just went in the wrong direction."

Hearing Zhuge Yuan's words, that big mouth gradually retracted into the darkness behind. The dignified atmosphere in the air disappeared without a trace.

Zhuge Yuan turned around and looked at the Taoist priests behind him, "Let's all go, go back and tell the county magistrate that the drought and natural disasters were not caused by this side, you are looking for the wrong one."

Recovering a life, the little Taoist priest hastily cupped his hands at Zhuge Yuan, "Thank you benefactor, dare to ask me your name?"

"It's not a benefactor, my name is Zhuge Yuan."

Master Xiao Dao was about to say something, but was forcibly pulled away by the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest naturally knew that Zhuge Yuan had saved their lives, but he didn't say anything because of his face.

Just as Zhuge Yuan watched them go further and further away, the master with his hands behind his back came out from behind.

"See? You don't read books, you only know how to practice supernatural powers, just like these people, the direction is wrong, and you can't find what you want if you hit your head."

"Remember from now on, supernatural powers can be learned, but books can't be left behind for a day."

Zhuge Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Master, have you really taught me supernatural powers?"

"Well, since you won, of course you have to teach, but I can only be your teacher, not your professional teacher. I have an old friend, who is a person, and is more suitable to be your professional teacher. Go find him."

Hearing this, Zhuge Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at the village where he had been staying for so long.

"Leave?"

"You can't stay here forever, and the Daqi Children's Examination is about to start, so it's time for you to rush for the exam. It just so happens that the two things should be done at the same time."

Zhuge Yuan knew that one day he would leave, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, and he felt mixed feelings for a while.

"It's almost dawn, go clean up." A big hand covered Zhuge Yuan's head and patted it lightly.

Zhuge Yuan has nothing to pack, a package is all his belongings. When he came to the village, it was already dawn, and everyone else was waiting for him.

Zhuge Yuan looked at his classmate with two heads, and couldn't hold back his tears for a while.

For a while, he felt like he didn't want to leave, and wanted to stay here with them.

"Why are you crying? I'll give you two jugs of rice wine, and save them for the road. It's definitely enough for you to drink alone." Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke stuffed the two jugs of wine into each other's arms.

Others also sent all kinds of parting gifts one after another. If it weren't for the last third grandma to send a bamboo basket, I really couldn't let it go.

After bidding farewell to his friends and fellow villagers one by one, Zhuge Yuan walked into the bamboo forest, stepped on the little morning light shining through the bamboo leaves, and set off for the road.

At this moment, the Master's words came from behind. "Shiro! Don't forget! What should a gentleman do in the world?"

The pace under Zhuge Yuan's feet became faster. He wiped away his tears vigorously, and began to rush towards the next new journey in his life.

"Establish morality! Establish will! Establish words! Cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, govern one's country, and bring peace to the world!"