Chapter 170 Separate Actions

"Buchi Benma!"

Dorje Huamao walked quickly to the girl who was half a head taller than the other day students, grabbed her arm, and violently pulled the timid girl to the school gate.

Li Zhixian was about to go over to stop the rude old woman, but was quickly pulled back by Yu Peihuan.

Yu Peihuan shook her head silently, and Li Zhixian looked at her. In the end, he stayed with her and used the magic circle to monitor the conversation between Dorje Huamao and the girl.

"Dorje Ama..."

Buchi Benma didn't dare to break free from Dorje Huamao's hand. She looked at Dorje Huamao's stern eyes in fear, and shrank her body a little uncomfortably.

Dorje Huamao held tighter, and the old and short woman suddenly pulled Buchi Benma in front of her, and her skinny right hand like a claw tore a piece of something off the little girl's neck.

"Who told you to wear this to school!"

Dorje Huamao pushed Buchi Benma away and raised his hand as if to throw the thing to the ground. After a while, the old woman panted, slowly lowered her arm, and stuffed the thing she had torn off the little girl's neck into her arms.

"Auntie Dorje, they all wear it, I..."

"You are not allowed to wear it, do you hear me, go to the classroom!"

"I know, Auntie Dorje."

Buch Benma lowered his head and dragged his feet behind the other day students to the classroom.

"Did you see clearly what it is?"

Li Zhixian gently bumped Yu Peihuan's shoulder.

Yu Peihuan whispered: "My magic power couldn't penetrate it, I only saw a diamond-shaped thing, your magic power is stronger than mine, did you see it clearly?"

"I didn't have time to fold the perspective magic circle..."

Li Zhixian said calmly with his hands behind his back: "It's okay, she lives in the school, I will steal the things for you at night, my method, I guarantee that no one will know, it's safe."

"We are obviously here to investigate the case, why do I always feel that I am not a good person when I am with you..."

"Humph, I am a complex character who is both good and evil, cute and charming."

Li Zhixian trotted and followed the little girl who was a head taller than her classmates to the third grade classroom to lead the students in morning reading.

Teacher Li led the third grade to read "Our National Primary School" several times with emotion.

"In the morning, many primary school students came from the hillside, from the flat land, and from the small roads with pompoms and sunflowers... Everyone wore different clothes and spoke different languages. When they came to school, they all became good friends... The students greeted the birds singing in the campus, said hello to the beloved teachers, and saluted the national flag flying high..."

The whole text of this lesson has only more than 300 words, and the most important thing is that there are no more than five words that may not be distinguished by HF, which is very suitable for Teacher Li from Fujian to play.

She observed the girl who was half a head taller than her classmates in the audience intentionally or unintentionally, but she found nothing except that the little girl read the text very seriously.

Teacher Li shook her head on the podium, enjoying the admiring and respectful eyes of the primary school students in the audience. She led the students to read three times, and the voices under the podium became uniform from the sparse ones at the beginning.

Li Zhixian held the textbook, looked at the faces and eyes of those children, and couldn't help but slow down the speed of speech, and read the article "Our National Primary School" more attentively.

After the morning reading, the students went to the cafeteria to eat.

Muya Township Central Primary School is funded by the "Love Breakfast" project. All students can enjoy a free breakfast. In addition to the staple food, there is also a boiled egg and a box of pure milk.

Yu Peihuan and Li Zhixian helped distribute eggs and milk to more than 200 students while quietly observing Duojie Huamao and Buchi Benma.

Buchi Benma quickly finished the water-washed tsampa and a few pieces of green vegetables in the bowl. The little girl put the boiled eggs and the carton of milk in her pocket. When she was about to leave the cafeteria, she was stopped by Duojie Huamao with a hunched back at the door.

"What's in your pocket? Take it out!"

Buchi Benma took out the boiled eggs and the carton of milk from her pocket and whispered:

"Dorjie Ama, I can't finish so much, I want to take it home to eat."

Dorje Huamao snatched the eggs and milk from Buchi Benma's hand and said sternly:

"Only eat it at school, throw it away if you don't eat it!"

Buchi Benma's eyes were a little red, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Are you going to eat or not!"

Dorje Huamao took the milk and egg and shoved them in front of Buchi Benma, staring at her without saying a word.

Buchi Benma took the milk and egg from Dorje Huamao, stood there and ate slowly. She looked a little absent-minded. Although she ate slowly, she was still choked by the egg yolk and started coughing.

Li Zhixian couldn't bear it, so he walked to Buchi Benma and patted her back.

"Be careful, don't rush."

She looked at the back of Dorje Huamao cleaning the table in the distance and frowned.

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After school at four o'clock, Li Zhixian and Yu Peihuan returned to the room and exchanged the information they observed today.

Li Zhixian maintained a composite barrier with dual effects of reconnaissance and soundproofing, informed Yu Peihuan of the information she collected during the day, and gave the task of summarizing and analyzing to her partner who has always been very reliable.

"There is no problem with boarding students, but day students have more or less the smell of gods and Buddhas, and the girl named Buchi Benma also has it, but it is not particularly prominent."

Yu Peihuan said: "Every household in the snowy area has a scripture hall. In addition to Buddha, they worship the god of life, Gra, the local god Yula, the god of crops, the goddess Ram and Sarutaru. It is normal for day students to be contaminated by incense. I have checked them one by one, and there is no smell of evil gods.

What else did you find out?"

"The sister named Buchi Benma is quite pitiful. I asked a few old teachers, and they said that she is a mixed Han and Tibetan. People said that she and her mother are incompatible. She was raised in her aunt's house when she was a few years old. Her parents worked in the city and sent some money back to her aunt every month.

Later, I heard that her parents had another child in the city, so they stopped sending money back and couldn't contact her. She dropped out of school for several years after the second grade. This year, because the school received support from several public welfare projects, tuition and miscellaneous fees were waived and early delivery was included. Lunch, so she is still in the second grade at such an age.

She has no special relationship with Duojie Huamao, but there is one thing that is suspicious. Several college students who came here often contacted her and gave her things because they sympathized with her..."

Yu Peihuan nodded and said, "I know, Zhixian, you go to Duojie Huamao tonight to see what she tore off Buchi Benma's neck this morning. I will go to Buchi Benma's house to see."

"What should we do here? Leave an empty house?"

"Contact a colleague in Brazil and ask him to pick us up. Tell Duojie Huamao that the bedding is too hard and we can't sleep well. We have to go to the county town to buy better bedding and stay in a hotel in the county town today.

We will turn back after we get over the mountain, act separately, and keep in touch. "

"Okay. "