I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

After Shao Zhengbai recovered from his injury, the two continued on the road.

After being tempered by blindness and paralysis, their relationship has taken a step closer. Although Duan Wuji is still cold, he doesn't dislike this person as much as before. Sometimes considering that there is not enough money, he needs to sleep in the same room, and he doesn't hesitate. of.

Perhaps their journey was relatively peaceful, and they didn't encounter any ghosts or monsters until the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Shao Mobai still had a bit of chivalry in his heart, so even if there were no ghosts and monsters, he would still meet with injustices on the way. He drew his sword to help.

For example, that day, they passed a village.

While walking on the road, his attention was attracted by a pair of mother and son approaching him.

The daughter was only seven or eight years old, and she kept crying. The mother got angry for some reason, and instead of cursing, she actually walked and slapped her daughter.

The child's face was originally fair, but after being punched like this, there were many fingerprints on his face.Pedestrians passing by couldn't see it, so they gathered around to persuade them.The woman saw too many people, and she was too embarrassed to do it again. She cried and told her own experience, and at the same time, she was so angry that she pushed her daughter.

The kind-hearted old woman couldn't see it, and stopped her: "The child is still so young, if he does something wrong, he can be taught a few times, and he can't be beaten like this."

The woman may have been wronged herself, sobbed, and squatted down immediately, "Who wants to beat her like this? I don't want to! She lost the money for food, and our mother and I have been hungry all day. Can I Are you angry with me?"

The old woman was anxious after hearing this, "How much did you lose?"

The woman choked and replied, "Twenty Wen."

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh...that's not too much, just save two days."

The woman wiped away two handfuls of tears. Her hands were very rough, like dried orange peels, and there were many white dry skins turned up at the bent knuckles, which may have fallen from long-term work.

"Old mother, you don't know. This girl and her father have left, and I am the only one in the family to earn some money. Besides raising her, I also have to support my mother-in-law who is constantly suffering from illness. I have no other skills. From morning to night, Sha earns every penny. A family with three mouths can’t support them at all!”

Huansha really has low wages.The twenty coins lost by the little girl can only be earned back by the woman if she does not eat or drink for three days.

The old woman rubbed her hands straight after hearing this, "It's so difficult, you don't think about remarrying?"

When the woman talked about her sadness, she shed tears more frequently. "Why did you remarry! I'm an old man, and I'm not a young girl. There are old and young in the family. Which man has nothing to do to carry such a heavy burden?"

The onlookers sighed again and again, originally wanting to scold the woman for beating her daughter too cruelly, but thinking that twenty Wen is really not a small amount for this family, they could only sigh helplessly.

The daughter burst into tears, and while apologizing to the woman, she said that she would never dare next time.

Life is really miserable, but the heart tortured by misery is also really cold.

Shao Mobai's eyebrows were twisted into hemp ropes, worrying about how to solve it - if he stood by and walked away lightly, he would definitely feel sorry.But if this woman is given some money, if she has evil thoughts in her heart and wants to win sympathy by beating her daughter in the future, then the little girl's future experience will be miserable.

He pondered hard alone, without discussing with Duan Wuji.After all, this person's whole heart is hung on the ghost, and he never pays attention to other trivial matters, and it's useless to talk about it.

But today, he misunderstood.

In other words, Duan Wuji did not know what kind of medicine he had taken, and it was uncharacteristically.

I saw the person who was supposed to be ignoring with his hands crossed across his chest pushed aside the crowd and stopped directly in front of the woman.

"You, get up."

His voice is clear and cold, which is very obvious in the noisy crowd, like a snowflake drifting into the downtown, so cold that people can't move their eyes.

Therefore, as soon as he opened his mouth, the discussion stopped abruptly, and everyone paused, turning their eyes away.Just like that, he used three words to attract everyone's attention.

The woman was still sobbing, but was suddenly interrupted by him, she was a little dazed for a while, she followed his words in a daze and stood up, asking:

"What, what?"

Duan Wuji took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, and Shao Mobai swore that this was the first time this little devil took out money during the few months they came out!

He held the broken silver with his thumb and forefinger, and put it in front of the woman's eyes, "This is for you."

"Give it to me? This, this..."

The woman was astonished, at least there were two liang of silver, which was enough for them to eat and drink for three months.She was completely speechless, and followed his gaze to look at her sobbing daughter.He probably understood Duan Wuji's intention, so he spread his hand over.

"Many, thank you benefactor."

Not wanting to, Duan Wuji retracted the hand holding Yinzi a little bit.

The air suddenly stagnated, faintly icy cold.

"Benege?" The woman's hands froze in the air, she was very puzzled.

Not only was she puzzled, but everyone present was also puzzled.

I saw Duan Wuji keeping his arms still, staring at the woman's weeping face, showing neither sympathy nor pity, he just said indifferently:

"Today's money is given to you for the sake of the child. It's not because your family is poor, and it's not because you beat her. Without this child, you won't get a penny. In the future, you will be poor and destitute. If you still want to beat her, I will ask for today's money back."

"Yes, yes! I won't hit her again, I won't hit her again!" The woman was already disheveled, but after crying, her face was muddy and downcast.

Duan Wuji didn't show any sympathy at all, he just looked at her coldly, and after a while he managed to say something: "You need to understand that beating won't solve any problems except make her hate you."

The woman listened to his words, and felt ashamed for a moment, seeing the scars on her daughter's face, her heart ached.

"Yes! What Engong said is true!" As he spoke, tears came down again, rubbing the little girl's head, and crying in shame, "Today I blamed me, and when I got mad, I hit her. It won't happen in the future. .....I can't say anything!"

After getting this promise, Duan Wuji let go, threw the money and put it into the woman's arms.

This solution was ingenious, it not only relieved the urgent need of the family, but also warned the woman not to beat and scold at will in the future.

Thinking about it this way, Duan Wuji actually has an exquisite mind, but he is too lazy to care about those trivial matters on weekdays, so he always watches the fire from the other side.

It's just today, why did the flower of Gaoling make a move again?

Shao Mobai was full of doubts, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally came up with some ideas - I'm afraid, this touched a certain part of Duan Wuji's past, so he had to take care of it.

He guessed right, today's incident really brought back an uncomfortable past for Duan Wuji.On the way the two walked forward, Duan Wuji was always preoccupied, his black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he stared at the horse's mane in thought.

"Why do adults like to beat children?"

After a long time, he finally broke the silence.

Shao Mobai pulled the rein in his direction, shortening the distance between the two horses, "Maybe they think the children are disobedient, so they want them to be obedient."

Duan Wuji didn't like this kind of thinking from the bottom of his heart, "Why do you have to be obedient? As a father, since you want your child to be obedient so much, why don't you just raise a puppet, what do you do?"

Shao Yubai nodded, "I think so too. It is true that filial sons are born under the stick. Many families are afraid that their children will learn badly, so they use beatings to warn them. But this is not the only way to teach children to go on the right path. Accompany them attentively and reason patiently. , These methods are still very useful for most children. However, there are not many such enlightened parents in the world. Maybe they think that beating is also a way of loving their children."

The word "Chuan" between Duan Wuji's brows gradually deepened, saying: "The accumulation of beatings is not love, but hatred."

At this point, Shao Mobai finally heard the deep meaning in the words, and asked: "Wuji, do you often get beaten by your father?"

He remembered that the relationship between Duan Wuji and his father was very rigid.Even though he was desperate in his last life and lived alone in Mobao, he never turned back to Pingjiao for help.

Duan Wuji didn't deny it, but tightened his grip on the rein, and asked, "Have you ever knelt on broken tiles?"

"Broken tile?" Shao Mobai was stunned, thought for a while, and said, "That's not true. Master is an open-minded old man, usually he only asks me to face the wall and think about my mistakes, and never punishes me to kneel down."

Duan Wuji's eyes narrowed, and he said, "I knelt before."

The tiles are already hard, but when they are broken, they are full of sharp dross. If you move your knees a little, the tiles will make that "crack" sound of being broken more thoroughly.After kneeling for a long time, although there won't be any traumatic wounds, only those who have kneeled know the piercing pain.

"My martial arts is not as good as that of my elder brother. Sometimes my hands and feet are clumsy, so I will be arrested and knelt down to break tiles. Sometimes for a day, sometimes for two days, as long as my father doesn't let go, I can't drink water."

When Shao Mobai thought of the scene of him kneeling on the broken tiles, his heart suddenly ached, "Isn't he afraid that you will hurt your muscles and bones, and you won't be able to practice martial arts anymore?"

Duan Wuji lowered his eyes, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "He practices martial arts for a living, so he naturally knows the severity. When my knee is about to break, he will wake me up."

He raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and said: "Sometimes I think, with a son like me, he should feel very ashamed. Because I am not as powerful as my elder brother in martial arts, nor have I inherited my father's ability to handle world affairs with ease. "

Shao Mobai didn't think so, "No, Wuji, you can't think like that."

He felt that this was Duan Wuji's heart disease, which was born because he was treated coldly since he was a child and could not feel the love of his family.

"Your father is your father, and your brother is your brother. You are different from them, or you are born different."

Duan Wuji said: "They each have their own strengths."

"You are also good at something. People are different, and it is impossible to be proficient in everything. Your swordsmanship is not as good as Duan Rufeng, but he is definitely not as good as you when it comes to whipping. Moreover, you envy Duan Rufeng's tact. But that must be right ?People in this world advocate emptiness and obedience, so your consistent temperament is very valuable."

Duan Wuji was silent for a while, blinked, and said: "You are the first person to say that."

Shao Mubai smiled happily: "But it's not the only one."

Duan Wuji said: "But people in the world admire, smooth handling of things, and step by step is the best way."

Shao Mobai looked straight at him with a serious expression, and said:

"The world admires it, so it must be right?"

Shao Mobai: A national first-level player who coaxes his wife