Chapter 198 Daxia’s Culture of Death

"Feudal superstition..."

Gu Shaoxuan looked back in the direction of the school and suddenly smiled.

"As expected, you didn't admit it directly."

He saw with his own eyes yesterday what Ji Ruo had offered up as a sacrifice, and Gu Shaoxuan was so excited that he almost jumped out on the spot.

But he held back.

In fact, he also knows that he is not popular, but for his dream...

In short, he tried various methods afterwards, but the statue in the coffin did not respond at all.

Gu Shaoxuan did not sleep all night. Finally, he was at his wit's end. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to go to Ji Ruo to ask in person.

But it seemed that Ji Ruo didn't want to say anything more to him.

"Are you doubting me? Come to think of it, how could such a thing be publicized..." Gu Shaoxuan shook his head slightly, and was a little confused: "But why did he summon a cat?"

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"Shouldn't knowledge be divided into noble and humble..." After listening to Ji Ruo's explanation, Liang Shixian pondered for a moment: "What you said makes sense. Let alone these children, even I don't know much about such things, and I even have prejudices... Ji Ruo, you are right."

"I will listen along then. If he dares to tell horror stories to scare the children, I will kick him out."

Liang Shixian: "...You don't have to be so excessive. After all, he has good intentions. Besides, when talking about that kind of knowledge, how can we not mention horror stories?"

Ji Ruo thought for a moment and said, "That's true."

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No one in Wuxiang Malatuan had any teaching experience. Although Liang Shixian stayed up all night to prepare the courseware, it was also his first time as a teacher!

On the first day of class, except for Ji Ruo, everyone else's lectures were just like reading from a textbook.

Fortunately, the children got new textbooks, and their enthusiasm for learning is still high today. I just don’t know how long this enthusiasm can last…

The reason why Ji Ruo did not follow the textbook was that when he was arranging the class schedule, he arranged a physical education class for himself - the physical education teacher did not have a textbook! He just took the students out to play.

It fits Ji Ruo's character very well, he is good at this.

Liang Shixian attended other people's classes throughout the morning in addition to his own.

It's not about listening to lectures, but about recording some problems that arise in class, recalling what the teacher said in the class, writing down the problems, and then calling everyone to a meeting after school in the evening to discuss and think about how to change.

Even with Liang Shixian's physical condition at the Qi level, there was a deep sense of fatigue between his brows.

"Sergeant, why don't you take a rest? You haven't slept for almost a day and a night." Xu Dong couldn't help but say when he saw this.

"No!" Liang Shixian said seriously: "We are teachers now. If even we have problems, then the knowledge that children learn must also have problems.

We may not need to teach for a long time, but the impact is on the children's lives, so we can't be careless."

Ji Ruo smiled helplessly.

Although he felt a little distressed, Ji Ruo did not intend to persuade Liang Shixian - this guy was willing to give so much blood and effort that he was forcibly detained by the hospital, who could persuade him?

Xu Dong smacked his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment, and said dryly: "Then monitor, let me help you too. Speaking of which, when I was in class just now..."

Those who had no classes at the moment squatted outside the fence and started discussing in low voices.

Inside the fence, the children are studying attentively, and outside the fence, the teachers are also studying.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Gu Shaoxuan came to school carrying a black coffin.

Before entering the "classroom", Gu Shaoxuan hesitated for a moment, then took off the black coffin behind him and placed it next to the classroom, then stepped onto the simple podium.

When the children saw Gu Shaoxuan walk into the classroom, they subconsciously shrank their necks with a hint of fear in their eyes.

They didn't know what they were afraid of, but the adults in the family had already told them that the big box that Gu Shaoxuan had been carrying on his back was used to hold the dead.

"Hello, classmates."

Gu Shaoxuan didn't care about the children's slightly frightened looks and greeted everyone with a smile: "My name is Gu Shaoxuan. I think you all know me. From today on, I will be your teacher."

Afterwards, Gu Shaoxuan didn't say any more nonsense, but inexplicably took out a withered flower from his pocket.

"Does anyone know what this is?"

Niu Li whispered: "A dead flower..."

"Yes, dead flowers."

Gu Shaoxuan smiled and nodded, then said, "This classmate, your name is Niu Li, right? I remember you, um, you were the first to answer the question, very good, I remember you."

Niu Li was so scared that he almost cried and said, "Can you please not remember me? I was wrong. Next time I won't dare to answer again..."

Before Gu Shaoxuan came to Babao Village, the adults in the village used to scare the children by saying, "If you don't listen, the demons will catch you and eat you!" But after Gu Shaoxuan came, it became, "If you don't listen, that weird uncle will lock you in a coffin!"

Gu Shaoxuan actually knew about these things, but he didn't care.

He's used to it.

"Wrong? That's right, your answer is very standard. However, you can't not answer the question..."

Gu Shaoxuan said with a smile: "Student Niu Li, do you want to be locked in a coffin by the teacher?"

"No, don't!"

"Haha, teacher, I'm just joking."

Thinking he had made a good joke, Gu Shaoxuan ignored the frightened faces of the children and continued teaching.

"Dear students, please take a good look at the flower in the teacher's hand. Do you think this flower is ugly?"

"Ugly..."

With Niu Li’s previous experience as a lesson, the children did not dare to ignore Gu Shaoxuan and spoke the truth carefully.

“Yeah, it’s ugly.”

Gu Shaoxuan placed the withered flowers on the podium and said with emotion: "A large part of the world's fear and prejudice against death is because death is 'ugly'. After seeing the 'ugliness' of death, people start to be afraid when they think that they will become like that in the future."

He glanced at Ji Ruo who was lying on the fence and listening, and continued, "Is death scary? Actually, it's not scary.

When death comes, you can't touch, smell or feel it... everything returns to nothingness, you can't perceive, you can't move, you can't imagine, that is actually the most terrifying aspect of death.

But at that time, will people really still feel afraid?

Once you are dead, you are dead. There will be nothing left, not even thoughts. Fear is actually just an illusion of us living people.

The dead can do nothing."

Gu Shaoxuan's voice seemed to have some kind of magic, and the children began to think subconsciously.

They were imagining the feeling that Gu Shaoxuan described.

Arya suddenly whispered, "But Master Gu, even if the Martial Saints become like that, they will still protect us..."

“Yes, they will protect us.”

Gu Shaoxuan looked at Erya with approval and said, "It is precisely because they will protect us even after their death that we worship them during festivals.

Students, in this class, the teacher wants to tell you a story, a story about death. "

I don't know why, but even though the sun was at its zenith and blazing high in the sky, everyone inexplicably felt a slight chill.

Xu Dong moved and almost rushed in.

Ji Ruo held him down.

"Don't be impatient. Wait a little longer and see what he wants to say."

Gu Shaoxuan smiled and said softly, "A long time ago, our ancestors of Daxia came up with the concept of 'soul'. People at that time believed that after a person died, the 'soul' would not die with him, but could still interfere with the affairs and fortune of the living..."

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