If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 5 The Fairy Can't Read

In fact, processed wood is indeed much more valuable than unprocessed wood.

When the boss who collected the wood saw the processed wood that Li Yanmo had brought in, his mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear. When he heard that there were several more batches of such wood, the boss waved his hand and gave Li Yanmo a considerable deposit.

Of course, the most fortunate thing is that the management system is not so stupid as to count the sect leader’s own wages into the sect’s operating expenses.

After returning part of it to Lily Jiang, Li Yanmo used the remaining money to buy some ingredients and other things, and also bought some pots, pans, and utensils.

After enjoying a hearty and healthy dinner, Jian Xin took the spirit stone and was about to show Li Yanmo what ineffective practice was. Suddenly, Li Yanmo reached out and took the spirit stone, and put a book in Jian Xin's little hand.

"Next is literacy time."

Jian Xin's snow-white brows knitted slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in Xiao Jiazi's voice, "I can read."

"So what do you think is written on the cover of this Zizhi Tongjian?"

Li Yanmo raised his fingers and tapped the four big words on the book.

Jian Xin glanced at Li Yanmo in surprise, only thinking that Li Yanmo was a little cute in his naiveté. He pursed his lips slightly and replied in a slightly cold tone, "Zizhi Tongjian."

“Actually, this book is called Continental History.”

Jian Xin's expression froze instantly, while Li Yanmo laughed and reached out to pat Jian Xin's head.

"Little guy, you can't read, right?"

"I can read."

Jian Xin clenched his fists, his tone became heavier, and a hint of shame and anger appeared in his scarlet eyes.

"Okay, from now on, I'll tell you what's in the book, and you write it down. If you write correctly, I'll assume you can read. But if you can't, you'll have to admit you can't read. How do you do that?"

Li Yanmo took out the computer desk and bed that he had assembled in the afternoon, which was a lazy artifact he often used in college, and went to look for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he had bought.

Jian Xin glanced at Li Yanmo, quickly picked up the history of the continent and flipped through it at an extremely fast speed. His crimson eyes trembled back and forth rapidly, memorizing all the characters, and this process only took a few breaths.

Jian Xin closed the book and let out a breath. Li Yanmo just turned around and placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Jian Xin.

"can."

"Okay, I'll start signing up then."

Li Yanmo smiled slightly and took out a book with a completely different cover.

"..."

"There are only people in this world."

"Because of greed, he brought disaster to the region and became a demon. All the beasts became accustomed to his behavior, leading to the proliferation of demons."

"Disturbed by anger, one's mind becomes confused and one becomes a demon."

"Trapped by delusion and unable to escape, he became a ghost."

"Those who slay greed, anger, and ignorance attain the rhythm of the immortals. All beasts learn from this, and those who practice diligently become spirits and monsters."

Li Yanmo held the book in his left hand, with his right hand behind his back, his eyes half open and half closed, pacing back and forth in the small space, shaking his head, as if immersed in the world of books, but his eyes always stayed on Jian Xin.

At this time, Jian Xin had a stern face, holding a pen in his left hand and writing fluently on the white paper, seeming to be very confident.

But Li Yanmo saw himself taking the CET-4 listening test in Jian Xin.

Although he clearly didn't understand, he pretended to be calm and wrote something down.

In fact, the book Jian Xin was reading was not about mainland history, but scriptures that could be found everywhere. At this moment, Jian Xin was constantly writing Namo Amitabha on paper.

"Demons and ghosts are wreaking havoc on the land, while spirits are trying to protect themselves, but no immortals are coming to save them. This is the Great Wilderness."

"The Great Shun Dynasty struggled hard, but could only barely maintain peace." Jian Xin looked up and continued.

"Shun was destroyed, but Yu rose."

"The Great Yu Dynasty ended the Great Desolation. Emperor Yu sent down the Four Pillars to suppress demons, exorcise monsters, save ghosts, and slay immortals."

"Thanks to these four pillars, the Dayu Dynasty has ruled for tens of thousands of years. Monsters dare not act recklessly, demons have disappeared, ghosts have hidden their whereabouts, and millions of sects have submitted to the dynasty's rule."

Li Yanmo closed the book in his hand and asked with interest, "Have you read it?"

"I have. I can read."

"Then why did you write on the paper that I like Li Yanmo very much?"

Jian Xin was startled and subconsciously looked down at the paper in his hand, but Li Yanmo was quick and snatched Jian Xin's test paper away. He marveled at the inscription "Namo Amitabha" on it and said, "My lovely disciple, I didn't expect that in just two days, you have fallen in love with me and expressed your love to me in such a subtle way."

"I, I... No, no!"

Jian Xin stuttered and reached out to snatch the paper from Li Yanmo's hand. But at that moment, she was only a malnourished child of eleven or twelve. Sitting on the bed, she could only grab Li Yanmo's clothes by his chest with her arms stretched out. Li Yanmo also fell back with a malicious look, sat on the chair, and finished the attack.

"Actually, the book you just read wasn't mainland China history, but my autobiography."

Jian Xin's lips trembled slightly, and he nervously flipped through the book on the table.

"My good disciple, do you want to know what you wrote?"

Li Yanmo reached out and took the book from Jian Xin's hand, and put the book and the test paper into his arms. Jian Xin did not stop him, but sat on the bed in a daze, his scarlet eyes trembling slightly. After a long while, he nodded up and down with a very small amplitude.

"Okay—let's start learning to read from today, my good disciple. Is there anything you should say before we begin?"

Li Yanmo winked at Jian Xin.

A blush appeared on Jian Xin's snow-white face, and it took her a long time before she spoke with difficulty.

"I, I can't...read..."

After saying that, Jian Xin lowered his head as if he had used up all his strength.

He is a proud and arrogant child.

Li Yanmo shook his head and took out the calligraphy practice paper he bought in the afternoon.

Under Li Yanmo's urging, Jian Xin gritted his teeth and began his childish reading. His eyes, once as still as water, were now disturbed by countless ripples.

Li Yanmo was not a devil. After learning the characters for about an hour, Li Yanmo clapped his hands and announced the end of the learning.

Jian Xin, who was dizzy, finally breathed a sigh of relief. His scarlet eyes glanced fiercely at Li Yanmo, who was sorting out the calligraphy practice papers.

For a whole hour, all he said were words that are used in daily life, such as help, eat, I'm hungry, etc. As for the words in Li Yanmo's autobiography, there was not a single one.

"Master, do I have to recognize all the characters before I can understand what I just wrote?" Jian Xin suppressed the ripples in his heart and asked calmly.

"Are you going to leave the decision to me?"

Jian Xin tilted his head in embarrassment, "Master, is it time for me to practice?"

"Practice? What practice? Now is evening entertainment time..."

Li Yanmo gradually took out some things that the little girl might like to play with.

Flower ropes, handkerchiefs, hydrangeas...

Jian Xin picked up the handkerchief and looked at Li Yanmo blankly after a few seconds. The other party's overly serious and expectant eyes made Jian Xin's pupils tremble wildly.

(End of this chapter)