On the Importance of Finishing Work

"Go down!"

After a long while, Mo Feizhu's face was tense, and he uttered these two words with difficulty.

After saying these words, the guards hidden in the dark retreated quietly.

When the last person left the room, Mo Feizhu could no longer hold back his expression, and in the blink of an eye, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks...

Shi Yue put down the things in his hands, and sighed: "I've grown up, why do you still cry so much?"

"Wow...wow..."

It's okay if he didn't speak, but when he said this, Mo Feizhu, who was just crying silently, choked up, ran forward a few steps, and plunged into Shi Yue's arms...

— howling.

"Teacher...Master!!...Woooo..."

Shi Yue sighed, his expression softened a little bit, he raised his hand and pressed gently on Mo Feizhu's hair.

The little girl's hair is not like it used to be loose, or casually tied up, but is meticulously rolled up high, just like her current temperament - high above, unapproachable...

but……

She smiled more and more over time, but she was still a little crying bag.

He lightened his strength, patted her head with a force that would not mess up her hair, and waited patiently for the "little girl" to finish crying.

……

…………

When Guo Jin came back after eating, the room was the same as when he left, and he didn't notice anything wrong, and then he struggled with the classical Chinese version of the ledger...

After a while, looking at Shi Yue for help with a pair of mosquito-repellent eyes.

"Brother Shi..."

He paused, turned his gaze to Shi Yue's front, and blinked suspiciously, "Brother Shi...your clothes..."

...how wet?

A little flying dust fell on the beams of the house.

Mo Feizhu subconsciously hid when he heard people coming:! ! !

Recalling what she did just now, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear in place.

——How could you be so rude in front of the leader? ! !

Shi Yue glanced up as if aware of it, and smiled, "...the tea has been spilled."

Guo Jin didn't know the news of Aunt Mo's return until the next day.

But when he really saw someone, he just stood there dumbfounded.

"Aunt... Aunt...?"

The shock was so great that the tone of his voice was a bit strange, like the "cuckoo" of a bird.

Guo Jin has always been very sure that Aunt Mo was a great beauty when she was young, but now...he knows that he is wrong, what is the difference between when she was young, she is a great beauty now! ! !

The clothes on his body are not the old-fashioned dark purple and dark blue before, but more lively and lively light green, a thin layer of makeup powder is applied on his face, and his hair is loosely tied behind his head...

Suddenly ten years younger... No, more than 20 years old! !

Guo Jin's mind flashed several appearances of the young actresses in ancient costumes, and finally only the face in front of him was left...

——Auntie, I can do it! ! !

Ah, he used to be himself without leading role treatment, but now...

——This can no longer be the protagonist!

However, before Guo Jin had time to fantasize, Aunt Mo raised his hand.

A group of people filed in behind, carrying several boxes.The box was lowered and opened, revealing the... booklet inside? !

Guo Jin woke up in an instant, his face paled in shock, and he pointed tremblingly, "This... these... are all ledgers?!"

"No."

--so far so good……

Hearing Aunt Mo's denial, Guo Jin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Teacher..." Mo Feizhu paused for a moment, glanced at Shi Yue, and then lightly pursed his lower lip, "...During this period of time, you have read the account books, and you have some understanding of the property in the teaching .”

She lowered her eyes slightly, her body was tense, she grabbed her sleeves a little uneasily, and continued in a low voice: "After the leader left, all the elders in the church left one after another. The people we left behind are really weak, and most of them Not good at this... In the past few decades, the education industry...has declined...a lot..."

...In fact, when the leader "died", the hearts of the people in the church were scattered.

Although at the beginning, everyone thought that the leader was a genius and a master of the world, and it was absolutely impossible for something to happen.

But year after year, everyone's heart has cooled down a little bit, and they have long given up hope.

The protectors and elders from that year left one by one.

Although she is still guarding this "devil sect", she just thinks that this is after all the painstaking effort of the leader... No matter what, it cannot let it down...

I don't know Aunt Mo's complicated mood, Guo Jin just subconsciously raised his chest and straightened up when he heard the title "Master", and then realized that Aunt Mo was not talking about him, it should be... "The former leader ".

But after the meaning of this sentence turned around in his mind, Guo Jin couldn't help opening his mouth slightly, and his eyes were also in a trance——

This is called "failure"? !

What was it like when it was brilliant? !

It is indeed an awesome sect with "Demon Cult" on its signboard, and its strength interprets the four characters of "rich and self-willed"!

Guo Jina was feeling emotional, but Mo Feizhu's focus was not on him.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Shi Yue nervously.

——That expression is not much different from that of Guo Jin who was randomly checked for "homework".

Shi Yue didn't show any dissatisfaction, instead he smiled reassuringly.

Mo Feizhu breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Seeing that Shi Yue's eyes fell on the booklet in the box, she quickly explained, "This is the Jianghu information collected by the church in recent years."

Guo Jin was dumbfounded: "So many...I..."

Want to watch? !

This reminded him of the scene when the college entrance examination was over and the test papers in the exercise book were packed.

Mo Feizhu turned his head to him, changed his soft voice just now, and said stiffly: "As the leader of my religion...how can I know nothing about the affairs of the world?!...These things...the leader must memorize In the heart is."

Guo Jin:? ? ?

-Is it an illusion?

For a moment, he saw in the opponent's eyes... the threat of "If you don't do well, you will die".

Obviously, before... it was still a stocking attitude? !

Seeing Aunt Mo's new image that day, Guo Jin was so shocked that he forgot to ask about Shi Yue.

But before he could think about it, Aunt Mo quickly appointed him a "fellow" with the post of "Dharma Guardian", and she didn't mention the "altar" at all.

Guo Jin: They all suddenly appeared from the altar, so why are they being treated differently?

However, he soon had no time to worry about that.

Facts have proved that what Guo Jin felt that day was indeed not an illusion.

He guessed that Aunt Mo must have been stimulated by something when she went out this time, and she suddenly became strict with him.

What is a "teacher"? !

This is simply Professor Y from the Internet Addiction Rehabilitation School...

After several hours of striding under the sun, Guo Jin felt that his legs were not his own.

Trembling, he almost crawled back into the house, collapsed at the door, and shouted in a trembling tone: "...water."

Just when a water jug ​​was handed to him, Guo Jin didn't even have time to thank him, so he snatched it with his hands, and after filling half of the jug, he felt alive again.

Only then did he open his eyes and see clearly the person who brought the water, "Shi-Brother Shi?!"

I don't know what's going on, but I'm obviously a fellow... We've been together for such a long time, even if we're not "friends", we can still be called "acquaintances".

But in front of Shi Yue, he was very restrained... On the contrary, he might as well let go in the first few days when we first met.

Guo Jin once again confirmed that this guy was definitely a boss when he didn't time travel... Under normal circumstances, he definitely couldn't get in touch with the boss.

Guo Jin was flattered and thanked, even his paralyzed posture was not as unruly as before, and he restrained a little.

Shi Yue smiled and asked, "Would you like something to eat?"

"No, no need."

Guo Jin quickly waved his hand and said, "Let me paralyze for a while... I'll be fine for a while..."

As he was talking, he felt cold.

This familiar feeling...

Guo Jin looked in one direction stiffly.

really……

Aunt Mo was standing on the porch, staring at this place steadfastly.

Her hibiscus noodles, which had been covered with a thin layer of powder, were tense, and there was distinct anger in her eyes——

"How decent!!"

Actually lying in front of...? !Even if it is the successor approved by the leader, this, this is... too...

Mo Feizhu was gnashing his teeth, but suddenly his eyes widened——

!!!

The leader actually helped him with his own hands? !

Gritting her silver teeth tightly, she involuntarily pressed her hand on the soft sword at her waist.

She followed the leader for 11 years, two months, five days and three hours, and the leader helped her up with his own hands, only... 39 times!

This person... this person! !

Guo Jin was stared into a cold sweat, and he said cautiously: "Auntie, I... I will, I will go to endorse..."

Under Shi Yue's soothing eyes, Mo Feizhu finally suppressed his anger.

——Worthy of being the leader, you really have a broad mind...to forgive such rude people.

She turned to Guo Jin and nodded expressionlessly.

Guo Jin felt as if he had received an amnesty, and he was about to slip away regardless of the pain in his body.

"and many more!"

Mo Feizhu stopped him suddenly.

Guo Jin turned his head stiffly, and said cautiously, "What orders does Auntie have?"

Mo Feizhu looked at Guo Jin who arched his shoulders and shrank his back, and couldn't help frowning: As the successor of the leader, how could he be so cowering? !

Shi Yue shook his head at Mo Feizhu, signaling her not to push him too hard.

Mo Feizhu bit his red lip, temporarily giving up on the investigation.

"Get ready, half a month later, the succession ceremony... At that time, the elders of the church will all be Muslim to observe the ceremony... I will let someone teach you the etiquette at the ceremony."

Guo Jin:? ? ?

!!!

Because of the upcoming succession ceremony, Guo Jin is not well.

In the past few days, he has memorized by rote, and he has memorized a lot of information about the elders of the church.

Just looking at the property, he can still hypnotize himself that this is a multinational consortium, but the behavior of these elders... is simply a proper "demon cult"!

Even ordinary people will feel repulsed when they treat airborne leaders.

He didn't think that these powerful characters would be willing to work under him, a little Xiami who had just found a sense of style, but whose martial arts were still in a mess.

Thinking about it, I feel that the future is not bright.

"What kind of a genius is the former leader?!" Guo Jin couldn't help but uttered such a soul torture.

When Shi Yue heard the words, he recalled his character design in his previous life, pondered for a while, and said: "No, I'm just an ordinary person... Martial arts should be higher..."

Guo Jin: ...

Brother, Brother Shi, I think you may have a little misunderstanding of ordinary people.

but--

The more he looked...

Assuming it was an "ordinary person" like "Brother Shi", he seemed to understand a little bit.

but……

but! !

After seeing the "heroic deeds" of so many elders, he had another kind of worry——

The general behavior of excluding leaders in the company is...overhead, but this group of people is obviously not in the category of "ordinary"! !

If they are unhappy, what will they do...

Don't dare to think, dare not think.

I dare not think at all! !

Even so, Guo Jin couldn't help but shift his gaze to the half-open window.

——If someone suddenly came in at this moment, ready to assassinate...

He wasn't surprised at all.

Turning my thoughts, I only heard a "clang".

A man appeared at some point before. The silver mask covered most of his face, only the thin lips under the nose and the sharp-edged chin were exposed. His skin color was pale and pale.

Guo Jin's eyes moved down stiffly, a sharp dagger was held in his pale hand, and it was directed towards his throat, but was blocked by an inkstone.

The ink in the inkstone was splattered and scattered on the sleeves of the inkstone holder.

Guo Jin looked up the inkstone, and for a while...

……

"...Brother Shi?!"

You... know martial arts? !