chapter 2 close the door

"Controlling the air flow is the basis, and the cycle of life and death is the key. The yin and yang are the bottlenecks, which hinders thousands of ascetics, alas!" The white-faced scholar shook his head slightly, with an unnatural look on his face.

Control airflow? Reincarnation? Yin and Yang? Is this what practitioners should experience? It sounds scary. What is the airflow? How can we achieve the reincarnation of life and death? Are the two poles of Yin and Yang the sun and the moon? What is the bottleneck? Damian thought silently in his heart.

The young man often came to the book school to eavesdrop. He knew the meaning of some words, but for most of them, he could only figure out and analyze the meaning based on the pronunciation of the words.

Perhaps because he was too focused, he kept his head down thinking about the problems he encountered. He didn't even notice that the door outside the school was about to be closed.

"Haha! Little Damian, you're eavesdropping here again, and I caught you this time, hehe!" Xianhan closed the courtyard door, turned around, crossed his arms, and looked at him with a smirk.

In the past, he had escaped many times because he did not close the courtyard door, or he happened to be seen by the boy, or he accidentally made a noise. This time, the idle man was careful and closed the courtyard door first, and the boy escaped. Can't run anymore.

Damian heard the sound and looked up suddenly. When he saw Angelo Amos, he was very panicked. He knew that the person in front of him was not a kind person.

Although the earthen wall in the courtyard of the school was not as high as the courtyard gate, it was not something that a ten-year-old boy like him could climb up. He probably had to ride on the shoulders of an idle man before he could barely climb out.

The young man didn't hesitate for a moment and rushed towards the courtyard gate as fast as he could.

Angelo Amos stood at the door with open arms and his feet were as wide as the courtyard door, trapping him in the small courtyard. He kept shouting: "Come here! Come quickly, I caught little Damian, come and see." ah."

Along with a burst of rapid, indistinct sounds, people stood outside the door of the school, most of them children as big as teenagers, staring at him with strange eyes.

The young man looked back and felt that something was wrong. He rushed towards Angelo Amos desperately, but was caught by the idle man with both hands.

After Damian was arrested, he quickly begged for mercy: "Uncle, you are a good person, please let me go."

The idle man smiled evilly and said: "Little Damian, it's not right for you to study secretly here. If you do something wrong, you will be punished."

Before the boy could reply, he pushed hard with both hands. The boy stepped back a few steps, tripped over a raised stone on the ground, and lay on the ground, with his left hand filled with small stones as big as grains of rice.

The young man turned his eyes slightly to the back and saw a group of apprentices holding clods of earth and stones. He was about to stretch out his arms to protect his head.

boom!

I don't know who was the first to throw a stone and hit him on the forehead. After a short period of pain, a slightly swollen green bump appeared.

"Fight! Fight the monster."

"Fight the little monster, fight!"

After that, there was a storm-like attack. The apprentices kept picking up stones from under the eaves and throwing them at the boy. Only one fellow scholar stood under the door frame of the school. The girl in white with twin ponytails did not make a move.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but grasp the corner of the scholar's clothes tightly with her little hands, raised her immature face, and looked at Iker with longing eyes.

The scholar rubbed her little head and smiled helplessly.

Damian protected his head with his hands, lay on the ground, and tried his best to shout: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I know it was wrong, and I will never dare to fight again."

His weak voice was instantly drowned by the shouts of all the apprentices.

The corner of Xianhan's mouth was slightly curled up, his head rested on the earth wall of the courtyard with his arms, and his left foot rested on the side of his right foot. He looked very "innocent", as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Please don't hit me again. I really know I was wrong." Called a "monster" by his apprentices, he did not resist, but just lay on the ground and kept admitting his mistake.

Bang!

At this moment, the courtyard door was kicked open and he fell down. Charles stepped on a courtyard door with both feet.

The scholar raised his eyes slightly.

The idle man's mouth opened wide and his eyes moved rapidly.

The apprentices looked at the young man stepping on the courtyard door, their faces full of shock, and the movements of their hands stopped one after another.

Charles stood there, his legs shaking a little. He put his hands on his knees, trying to keep himself balanced, and said sternly: "Damian! Stand up."

The young man slowly raised his eyes. After seeing him, tears welled up in his eyes. He ran towards him with a sobbing voice and cried in his arms. His tears and snot covered him.

Charles patted the dirt on his body and comforted him: "Okay, it's okay. Raise your head and let me take a look."

Damian raised his forehead and sniffed his nose to prevent the mucus from flowing out.

The young man chuckled and lightly touched the green bump on Damian forehead with one finger. The latter grinned and hurriedly slapped his hand away.

Iker winked at the girl in white. She nodded, turned around and ran into the house. Just as the girl started to move, Charles knelt on his knees and put his arms on the ground, but did not lie down.

Damian face changed with fright, and he hurriedly stretched out his two little hands. Just as he was about to help him, he heard something he would never forget.

"Damian, as long as a man still has breath, he can never fall."

After Charles finished speaking, he used his hands and waist at the same time to turn over and sit on the ground.

The idle man looked at the unyielding young man with an unnatural expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Charles relied on the power of his two arms to drag his body closer to the earth wall.

When he successfully put his back against the earth wall, he left with Angelo Amos without looking back.

Iker waved to the apprentices, who returned to the house in an orderly manner, leaving him alone standing under the door frame, staring at him intently.

Damian walked to the young man's side and kicked his foot. Charles's pupils were wide open and he gritted his teeth and persisted. He held his breath and did not shout out. His next words made the young man even more angry.

"Broken?"Damian opened his mouth, a little confused.

An urge suddenly arose in Charles heart to pull him over and give him a good beating. Fortunately, he finally held back and closed his eyes helplessly.

After a while, he joked: "You may have to carry me back later."

After a long time, there was still no reply.

"Why don't you speak?!" He opened his eyes, became furious, punched the ground with his fist, and said angrily: "Damian! Who told you to kneel down, stand up!"

Damian put his forehead close to the ground, knelt at the feet of the scholar, and said sincerely: "Please sir, please save him. As long as you are willing to save him, I will never take a step closer to the school in the future."

Because he was called a "monster" by the people in the town, he was not qualified to sit on the bench in the school like his peers and study. He could only hide outside the window and eavesdrop.

It is common for him to be discovered by apprentices. If he is lucky, he can escape smoothly. If he is not lucky, he will inevitably be beaten severely.

Even if he was beaten, he would come to the school window on time the next day. He couldn't remember how many times he had persuaded Damian, but the latter never changed. Damian pursuit of knowledge was noticed by his brother.

The fact that he can take the initiative to stay away from the school shows the status of this eldest brother in his mind.

Charles looked at him blankly, his eyes already moist.

The girl walked out with a medicine bottle in hand, and the scholar stopped her behind her.

Iker stood on the steps, quickly stretched out his arms, grabbed Damian's right wrist with one hand, and was untying the strong black cloth with the other hand. The young man raised his head suddenly, trying to pull his hand away with all his strength. "return.

Unexpectedly, the scholar's palms were like iron pliers, gripping his wrist tightly, making it difficult for him to escape.

"No! Stop! Stop! Don't untie it."

Charles eyes were blood red, his body was lying on the ground, his arms dragging his two broken feet, crawling forward, approaching as fast as he could, trying to stop the scholar.

He knew very well that the black cloth was the boy's last "fig leaf". Once it was untied, the terrifying beast's claws would be revealed as they were.

This is why Damian is called a "monster".

As soon as Charles climbed halfway, the animal's snow-white hair and claws as wide as a tiger's claws were clearly revealed.

His tears fell quietly, and he slapped the ground with both hands to vent the anger in his heart, shouting: "Why? Why did you do this? He is innocent."

Damian turned to him and smiled: "They all know it. No matter how much I hide it, I can't get rid of the title of monster. There is nothing wrong with being the truest self."

The girl looked at the snow-white claws of the beast, holding the medicine bottle tightly with her two small hands.

The scholar knelt down, stroked the soft hair, and asked, "How long have you been with this beast's paw?"

He looked at Charles, who had raised him since childhood, with confusion. In his memory, he had no idea when the beast's palm "grew".

Charles turned his head, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "It's been almost ten years."

Iker nodded slowly, took the medicinal wine from the girl's hand and put it into Damian hand.

He first bowed deeply to the scholar, then turned around and ran towards Charles with joy.

He had just taken a few steps when the scholar's words made him stop immediately.

"Phoebe can teach you whatever you want to learn, provided that you don't block that beast's palm."

He turned around excitedly, pointed to the side of the scholar, the petite and cute girl in white clothes who was the same height as himself, and asked doubtfully: "Her name is Phoebe?"

The scholar smiled and nodded.

The girl hid behind the scholar, stuck out her little head, and looked at him timidly.

Perhaps he saw through the girl's mind, he hurriedly put away the medicine bottle, put his two palms on his chest, waved it, and said nervously: "Although I have an animal paw, I have never hurt anyone with it, nor have I ever used it to hurt anyone. I won’t hurt you, please trust me.”

The girl did not dare to answer him. She only dared to look directly at him with her two dazzling jade eyes.

Iker patted the girl's back gently to ease her uneasy mood. Finally, she mustered up the courage and reluctantly smiled at the boy.