Hu Beiwang took off the school plaque written by his father himself and solemnly placed it into the storage charm he had just purchased.
He is a hybrid of human and fox, and has awakened the talent of reading. He is considered a demon scholar, but his talent is limited. After practicing to this day, he will reach the realm of poetry.
His father was a human master who came to the demon tribe with his teacher to teach. Like many talented people who entered the Southern Wilderness, his father fell in love with a fox girl and chose to stay. A few years later, Hu Beiwang was born.
Look north, look north, that is the direction of the human race.
My father had no achievements in his life, so he handed this school over to himself before his death.
Through ups and downs, he guarded this school and taught for more than 20 years.
"Husband, are we really leaving?" A woman with fox ears led a pair of young children and looked at the courtyard of the school with some nostalgia.
This is not only a school, but also their home.
Hu Beiwang sighed softly and nodded: "It's time to go."
The momentum of dehumanization among the monster clan is getting stronger and stronger, and the theory that learning is useless is rampant. Demon cultivators often laugh at demon cultivators. What's the use of reading so many books? It's just that they can't block the demon cultivator's punch.
It has been a year since any students came to teach me.
A few days ago, he received letters from some disciples and literary friends, saying that the anti-human atmosphere had spread to Qingqiu, and asked him to be careful. Yesterday, he noticed strange monsters appearing around his school.
After a night of thinking, he decided to close the school and leave with his family.
Hu Beiwang understood that it was not that reading was useless, but that the classics of Confucianism and Taoism were too difficult to understand for the demon clan without a humanistic environment.
For example, the simplest sentence among human beings: A gentleman is magnanimous. The demon clan can't understand it. They don't know what a gentleman is, let alone what it means to be magnanimous. The human race may only need two or three sentences of explanation, but here it takes ten days and a half.
Therefore, some demons say that Confucianism and Taoism are the paths that only the nobles among demons are qualified to follow, because only they can frequently enter and exit the human realm, seek out famous human teachers, and truly master the Confucian and Taoist classics. As for the low-level demon clan with low bloodline, they simply don’t have the conditions to learn well.
If you can't learn it well, then what's the use of learning the elegant literature and allusions of the human race. It is better to work hard for the chance of awakening the bloodline.
It makes sense, but this truth obliterates the hard work and dedication of Hu Beiwang and his father's generation.
But in the face of the changes of the times, can individual sacrifice be heavier than a grain of dust?
He tried hard to maintain a calm smile, smiled at his wife, rubbed his children's heads, and said: "Before his death, my father left several letters, all of which were his classmates. I will go north to the human race and join him. These uncles will probably take some care of you."
"I'll figure out the next thing."
Hu Beiwang's wife is an ordinary fox demon who has never left three hundred miles in her life. She asked nervously: "Why do you want to go to the human race? Can't we just change places in Qingqiu? The child's grandma's place..."
"No!" Hu Beiwang seriously interrupted his wife. He looked at his children again and sighed, "Yu'er and Jin'er have awakened their talent for reading."
"I don't want them to study in a fearful environment, nor do I want them to cultivate their thin demon bloodline."
"I don't want them to spend their lives weak and mediocre."
"Go to the human race. At least I can teach them safely there."
"Reading can change your destiny."
When it came to her children, the fox girl didn't say anything more and nodded. She just glanced at the school again and said, "Can we come back?"
"Maybe one day, the demon clan realizes that reading is useful, and we can come back."
The wife nodded, led a pair of children, and got into the hired carriage.
Hu Beiwang closed the door of the school for the last time, lowered the lock, turned around and got on the carriage.
Neighbors all around saw that Hu Beiwang's family was about to leave. Some old foxes wanted to persuade them, but finally sighed. Some mature vixens forced the prepared food into the car, while some young vixens watched the fun. Generally, full of disdain. Some very young vixens clapped their hands because they no longer had to study.
Hu Beiwang cupped his hands one by one at the neighbors who had watched him grow up, then raised his hand and was about to raise his whip when suddenly a figure came from a distance and shouted: "Is that Mr. Hu in front of you?"
Hu Beiwang made a movement with his hands, and whispered to the carriage, "Protect the children." He got out of the carriage and faced the approaching figure.
As the figure approached, Hu looked to the north and was stunned. The visitor was also a vixen, beautifully dressed, holding a peach blossom branch in his hand. The peach blossoms on the peach blossom branch withered and bloomed, leaving behind the peach blossom petals along the way. The petals fell to the ground and turned into a wisp of sound and drifted away.
When I came, the fallen flowers were in full bloom; when I left, the fragrance of flowers was still there.
This is the Peach Blossom Envoy, an envoy who carries messages in the palace. His official position is not big, but his authority is not small. Hu Beiwang has only seen him once at his father's funeral until now.
That was the messenger sent by the palace to express condolences.
"I've seen the envoy!" Hu Beiwang bowed and the envoy took a breath and said, "Is it Mr. Hu?"
"Exactly down there."
"Mr. Hu, the palace has decreed that Mr. Hu be hired as a palace professor, with a monthly salary of two hundred and twenty taels, and two bodyguards of the sixth-grade soul-seeking realm will be sent to guard the school."
Hu Beiwang was startled: "Mr. Messenger, have you made a mistake? How can I... be qualified to become a palace professor?"
The Peach Blossom Messenger had obviously heard many such questions, and explained quickly: "It's just a false title to be a palace professor. This is how to receive a salary from the palace and enjoy the protection of the palace guards. This is the rule."
"Mr. Hu just needs to open the school as usual and teach the demons ethics and elegance, just like before, that's all."
Hu Beiwang looked at the Peach Blossom Messenger blankly and pinched his thigh with his hand.
No, this is not a dream!
Could it be that someone cast an illusion on himself?
Upon seeing this, the Peach Blossom Messenger took out a manuscript from his arms and handed it to Hu Beiwang. Then he took a deep breath and shouted like a loud bell: "The demon clan is fortunate to have Bai Ze descended from the sky. His surname is Bai Ze and his name is Mo. His name is Liaozhai. gentlemen."
"Mr. Liaozhai's wonderful writings, if you study them, you can generate Qingqiu Qi. Qingqiu Qi can have the effect of moonlight and relieve the suffering of the sun essence."
"Today, I, the Young Master Qingqing of Qingqiu, knelt down and begged for three days at the foot of Fangcun Mountain before I came to this article. It was first published in Qingqiu. All demons can learn from the demon Confucian nearby. The second princess has a saying: Learning makes you strong, and not learning makes you strong. If you are weak, take care of yourself!"
After saying a lot of words, the Peach Blossom Messenger saluted Hu Beiwang again and said in a hoarse voice: "I have to go to the next place to deliver the message. Mr. Hu, please come back."
After saying that, without waiting for Hu Beiwang's reply, he turned around and galloped towards the next target.
At this time, the street was quiet. After a while, Hu Beiwang's wife was the first to open the curtain, looked at Hu Beiwang, and asked, "Husband, are we still leaving?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole street exploded instantly. No matter what the strange article is, everyone understands what the Peach Blossom Messenger means. That Mr. Liaozhai wrote an article, and that article can be used as a moonflower.
Moonlight! These low-level monsters can absorb as much moonlight as a hair after breathing for a month. They can only practice at night, but now they can get moonlight by studying?
With such a good thing, who dares to say that reading is useless and twist his head off.
Fake? Fart, didn’t you see the Peach Blossom Messenger at that time? The words of the Peach Blossom Messenger are the words of the King, and the words of the King are the words of the Nine-Tails Ancestor! Whoever dares to be disrespectful will be beaten to death!
Mr. Hu wants to leave? Can't go!
At that moment, a fox couple took the little vixens who were clapping their hands before and ran to Hu Beiwang. They kicked all the little vixens to their knees one by one and said loudly: "Mr. Hu, you can't leave! You have to teach us how to be a doll!" "
"If you don't obey me, you'll be beaten to death. It's fine if you don't beat me to death."
"Yes, Shu Xiu is ready now, prepare now!"
Suddenly a group of monsters came up and surrounded the carriage.
"Mr. Hu, don't leave, we want to study!"
"Where's the school plaque? Mr. Hu, I'll hang it up for you, and I'll put it in gold for you tomorrow!"
"Mr. Hu, the children have thin blood, so be good and teach them how to read and write!"
"Damn it, there are some foreign monsters living in my inn, and they are planning to burn down Mr. Hu's school. I will go and twist off their tails now!"
"Let's go together! We will take turns sending people to guard Mr. Hu's school in the future!"
Hu Beiwang, who finally reacted, turned around, looked at his wife and children in the car, and smiled: "Get off the car, go home, don't leave!"
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, who is willing to leave home, who is willing to travel to the end of the world, and who is willing to live under someone else's roof.
"Mr. Liaozhai!" Hu Beiwang pinched the manuscript of "Ying Ning" in his hand, as if holding a ray of hope, and silently recorded this name in his heart.
…
"Huh..." Under the cold pool, a flaming red ape spit out a mouthful of sun semen, with a painful expression on his face. Several bubbles appeared in the cold pool around his body due to the intense heat, and then burst. .
Shi Man'er carried the wine bottle to the lake, took a few sips, and looked at the apes in the cold pool leisurely. Shi Man'er knew very well the feeling of being hot inside and cold outside by taking in and out of the sun and cooling down in the cold pool. Although it could reduce the risk of self-immolation, it was still too painful to live.
The fiery red ape opened his eyes, looked at Shi Man'er, and said, "Here we come... come down and practice quickly."
Shi Man'er looked at the fire ape and said with a smile: "A Yan, if you spit out the sun essence like this, I'm afraid you will be burned to death before you reach the realm of the Great Sage."
The fire ape named A Yan looked at Shi Man'er strangely: "You usually practice much crazier than me, how can you have the nerve to criticize me? Do you practice? If you don't practice, don't disturb me."
"That was before!" Shi Man'er chuckled, waved his hand, and a jade slip with "Ying Ning" written on it flew towards A Yan. A Yan grabbed it and asked doubtfully, "What is this?"
"Good thing, currently only Junji, Qingqiu, and Yuyuan have it, but other demon countries will have it soon. Take a look first."
A Yan reached out his consciousness suspiciously and looked at the jade slip. He was quickly attracted by the story. It wasn't until he finished reading that he frowned and said, "It's good to read, but it's a waste of time."
Shi Man'er said calmly: "This is written by my new brother Bai Mo. By the way, he is a Bai Ze."
"Look at what's inside your body, and then try spitting out a mouthful of Japanese semen."
A Yan frowned, looked inside, and was suddenly startled. He looked at Shi Man'er, who nodded towards him.
Seeing Shi Man'er's appearance, A Yan held his breath, took another mouthful of Japanese essence, and suddenly stayed in the cold pool.
He could feel that the Japanese essence entered his body and was quickly enveloped by the newly born blue energy. Although it was still very hot, it was already tolerable.
It's like the difference between boiling water and scalding.
This thing...is a Japanese companion!
A Yan opened his eyes, jumped up from the cold pool, and landed next to Shi Man'er: "Brother Man, this article..."
"My brother Bai Mo wrote it. I named that blue Qi Qi of Junji. How about it? Have you tasted the benefits?"
A Yan nodded repeatedly: "Brother Man, isn't your brother my eldest brother? You can take your younger brother to meet him..."
"My brother doesn't like meeting strangers."
"My little brother has collected a bottle of 200-year-old volcano wine!"
"Well, send it to my cave in the evening. I'll go to Aleng to have a look..."
With that said, Shi Man'er carried the wine bottle and walked towards another training place where the genius of the ape tribe was practicing.
Of course, for such a good thing, we must make use of the time difference to enjoy (swindle) it.
…
As Junji Kingdom, Qingqiu Kingdom, and Yuyuan Kingdom launched "Ying Ning" on a large scale, what happened to Hu Beiwang and A Yan continued to repeat themselves. For the first time, the bottom of the demon clan and the Tianjiao had the same identity. The direction of practice - reading books.
The reputation of Mr. Liaozhai also quickly spread beyond the Three Kingdoms.
At this moment, countless envoys from the demon country rushed to Fangcun Mountain, trying to obtain permission to disseminate "Ying Ning" and subsequent articles in their own demon countries. Of course, there were other demon countries that took a wait-and-see attitude.
However, what is certain is that the trend of dehumanization seems to have been cut off in half by this article. Not to say that it has disappeared, at least it has ceased temporarily.
In a dark hall, a deep voice echoed——
"It's just an article, how much anger can it make?"
"If I can't write a second article in three months, I will discredit that Bai Ze!"
"Unless he can be like the human Chen Luo, who is constantly writing wonderful stories, but is this possible?"
"Don't be impatient!"
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