On the way to Yunjiazhai.

Inside the carriage.

Yun Xiao stared at some place outside the car window for a long time, and outsiders looked at a melancholy literary style. Just by looking at his scattered and unfocused pupils, you know that his mind is not looking at the scenery outside the window. His mouth keeps opening and closing. Once he pauses, he will lower his head and look down and then stare at the scenery outside the window with fluttering eyes. .

This action is repeated over and over again.

If you get closer, you can hear him reciting something in a low voice: "Everyone knows that beauty is beautiful, but it is evil; everyone knows that good is good, but it is not good. Therefore, there is no coexistence, difficulty and easy cohesion... "

If the amount of knowledge is sufficient.

It can be known that what he recited was the second chapter of the Tao Te Ching.

Yun Xiao didn't want to recite it either.

Suddenly that day, I heard that the new learning content was that when he was writing a thousand-character essay every day, he spilled all the water when he was excited. When he thought of the content of punishment, his brain was greatly stimulated and fainted. Immediately after being awakened by the sword seal with a glass of cold water, he still planned to continue to pretend to be dead to escape, but...

The person he faced was his sister.

But she is also a terrifying devil at the same time!

In the beginning, the sword seal asked him to recite English words in a horse-stepping manner and he obeyed because of the threat of force. He was a little reluctant in his heart, but he was still acceptable in his heart. After all, these two are also closely related to the entertainment industry. Zamabu can exercise your body, and the workload of the entertainment industry is so busy that you almost have no time to sleep. As for memorizing English vocabulary, it is a necessary skill to reluctantly comfort oneself in the domestic circle and want to go abroad to develop.

For composition.

Yun Xiao, who had been holding back for two hours before writing two characters, broke out.

Yun Xiao angrily threw the notebook into the trash can, and said emotionally: "I am a star. What I want to learn is how to act, how to control facial expressions, how to move, how to look at the camera, how... what I am going to do now It is to take the next announcement to increase the exposure rate, and continue to increase the exposure rate while the reality show is not disappearing, instead of writing **** and peace-themed essays at home!"

Give a vent.

He felt very happy at the time.

However, Yun Xiao was still a little vacant in his heart, and he planned to go out for a while to avoid it. Then contact the rich woman to find him a chance to be able to Lulian, and Zhang Qi has become his sister's licking dog and doesn't listen to him. If he wants to find a way to find a reliable agent, he doesn't want to waste time every day. What kind of **** essay to write.

Nobel Peace Prize?

joke!

Even Xiaojinren, the ultimate award in the entertainment industry, did not dare to think of it when he was dreaming.

His biggest wish is to be a movie emperor in the country, it doesn't matter if he is the most influential. I just want to make a fortune when I'm young so that I can live more comfortably in the future. I can walk my head and stand up and don't fawn on others. It would be perfect if I could trick a rich young woman into marrying him.

He can endure everything before getting these.

The only things that have nothing to do with these shit.

No time to waste!

Yun Xiao walked past Dao Xi in fear.

Then I heard a cold voice.

after that.

After that, he was beaten violently.

At that time, there was only a feeling of pain, and I didn't know what Devil Sister did to make him unable to make a sound. Howling and crying is also a way to vent the pain, but he can't scream, the pain seems to be all over every nerve ending in the body. The atrocities lasted only a few minutes but he felt it was a century old.

Finally, he was grabbed by his hair and pushed his entire head into the trash can.

The trash can where the notebook was thrown out.

The most terrifying thing is.

When Yun Xiao was forced to look up at Devil's Sister by her hair, her expression was not the anger when he beat him, nor the majestic peace. Instead, she had a very kind smile on her face.

He is definitely not an illusion caused by a bad brain.

It is really clear that I can feel the kindness from the smile of Devil Sister, and there is even a little concern in her eyes. If he hadn't just been beaten up, he would really think she was a good sister who cared about her brother.

Very strange and harmonious.

With that kind and caring smile on her face, the words she uttered from her mouth made him feel trembling and urinating: "Trash, you should stay in the trash can. Are you, do you want to be trash?"

Then she smiled and stuck a knife around his neck.

And then.

Then Yun Xiao slowly came over and silently picked up the notebook from the trash can, thinking hard to write a small composition. Without even urging, he himself downloaded and printed a copy of the Tao Te Ching from the Internet to recite silently.

He can bear everything until his dream comes true.

The prerequisite for realizing the dream is: to be alive.

"get off."

The devil's whispers came in his ears, and Yun Xiao shivered in a conditioned reflex. He still feels a dull pain in his whole body until now. I don't know what kind of hands and feet the Devil Sister moved. She obviously hit him so hard and so painful, but she couldn't find a scar or bruise on her body, and the death of her pain would not affect her daily actions.

Yun Xiao followed behind with the suitcase.

Dao Xi proposed to go back to the village today to explain something to Mother Yun. Naturally, it is impossible for her to make her debut in a small village, and she had promised to come back before she came out, so she couldn't say nothing.

Yun Xiao refused in his heart.

However, she did not dare to disobey the devil's sister's orders.

They got off the bus and transferred to a private motorcycle. Even if they could get in, the taxis on the country trails were reluctant to run. The bumpy road is bumpy and wears out the tires. If you are not careful, you will be scratched by the wild thorns on the side of the road. The money you can get is not enough to repair the paint.

Only these three-wheeled motorcycles are not afraid.

However, they can only be sent to the vicinity of the village, and they will have to climb the mountain to get there. The artificial mountain trails are relatively narrow and uneven, but any bumps can easily overturn the car, and there is a 90% chance of falling down with a dog.

After walking along Dao Xi for a while, Yun Xiao was a little puzzled.

The road they are walking now is not the way home. There are shortcuts, but they are all natural mountain roads. Generally, no one will risk their lives to take shortcuts.

Yun Xiao: "Yaomei, we are going to..."

No need to ask.

Dao Xi stopped at the door of a ruined temple.

This temple has a history of hundreds of years, and many places are badly damaged. The local area is very poor, so it is not easy for the people to eat and wear warmth, and there is no energy for other projects. However, at present, the presiding monk in the temple is doing his best to maintain it by his own strength. Broken is broken, not too stubborn inside. On the contrary, because the monk was diligent and hygienic cleaning was very clean, after entering, it gave people a very strong mood of ancient charm.

Entered the hall.

Dao Xi bowed down and bowed.

Then turned his head to look at Yun Xiao: "Kneel here and wait for me."

Yun Xiao knelt on the futon in the hall subconsciously and obediently. He didn't realize until the seal of the sword was gone. Why did he kneel? It's just that the residual pain in his body made him afraid to get up. The charity smile of the Buddha statue reminded him of the fear of being dominated by the smile of the sword seal. Finally, he closed his eyes and recited the Taoist Sutra in front of the Buddha.