Chapter 34 Are you so happy?
Once he had an idea, he acted immediately. Relying on his power as the left protector, Jiang Qiu successfully got a temporary position in the School of Demonology.
Under the pretext of teaching these demon children a lesson,
As for what classes to take, Jiang Qiu hadn't decided yet.
How about giving these demon children some cultural lessons? If we talk about demon history, he doesn't know how to do it.
Tell them ancient poetry? He had forgotten all about ancient poetry after he graduated from high school.
Forget it, as long as I can earn some gold coins.
Jiang Qiu suddenly thought of something and laughed.
This caused the demon master next to him to have a bad feeling.
Feng Li, who had just won a battle, listened to his subordinates' reports in the camp tent.
Suddenly, I was inexplicably curious about what Jiang Qiu would do when I was not around?
He snapped his fingers, and the Great Protector, understandingly, respectfully handed the Thousand Miles Transmission Instrument to Feng Li. Thousand Miles Transmission Instruments were extremely rare, costing thousands of spirit stones, and were only deployed in dire situations. But who could blame them for being demons? The demons were never short of spirit stones. Compared to the scarce resources of the immortals, the demons' resources were surprisingly abundant. If they were short on spirit stones, they could simply mine them. If they ran out of instruments, a fight would ensue.
What's more, since he is in the Demon Palace, of course he has to place some magical instruments that can transmit images to prevent someone from causing trouble when he is away.
Feng Li took the Thousand Miles Transmission Device and asked, "What is he doing now?"
The Great Protector: "The Left Protector is studying magic."
Feng Li raised an eyebrow at the word "Demon School." What was he going to do there? Wasn't that where the younger demons trained? What could a Dharma Protector like him do there? To teach and educate people?
The School of Demonology is located near the Demon Palace and can be considered an important talent training base for the demon clan, similar to a decent immortal sect.
He thought of Jiang Qiuqing's strange behavior and sneered.
However, this sneer was silenced by the sudden rise in volume when the live video was transmitted over a long distance.
"What is he...singing?"
Feng Li looked at the audio and video coming from in front of him, paused, and said in a complicated tone.
The great protector, who was confused and didn't hear clearly, also came over.
In the picture, Jiang Qiu was standing on the podium, with a serious demeanor and an excited expression, looking at the five or six-year-old children below the stage as if he were a natural conductor and educator.
Until he raised his voice and shouted again clearly:
"Bobo Chicken, one yuan a skewer of Bobo Chicken..."
The Great Protector fell silent.
The corners of Feng Li's mouth twitched.
The Great Protector: "Left Protector... He's quite energetic."
It is indeed not advisable to have normal fantasies about him.
Feng Li frowned and turned off the Thousand Miles Shadow Transmission Magical Device with a snap.
In fact, Jiang Qiu was really forced to do this.
He originally wanted to teach the disciple who had already started practicing magic, but his cultivation was entirely based on cheating, and there was nothing to teach him.
You said teaching cultural courses, but the knowledge he has accumulated does not seem to meet the requirements of this group of advanced students.
Fortunately, there is a lower grade kindergarten class in the magic school, which is a group of demon children who are only five or six years old.
Jiang Qiu saw that this opportunity had come. It was just being a nursery teacher. Children were so nice. He could just perform magic tricks on them. They could have fun for a whole class and both parties would be happy. After class, they would happily thank him. Then the gold coins would come pouring in!
But when I finally finished a class and was about to go home to check the results, the system suddenly gave me a task, asking me not to sing a modern magical BGM in front of everyone and not to get gold coins.
In desperation, Jiang Qiu could only think of Bobo Chicken.
It was quite demonic, so demonic that Feng Li went into battle with Jiang Qiu singing "Bobo Chicken, one yuan a string of Bobo Chicken..." on repeat in his head. He was so angry that he split the enemy in half with a sword...
What kind of chicken is Bobo Chicken? Is Jiang Qiu crazy about eating chicken?
After class, Jiang Qiu sneezed and touched his nose. As soon as he came out of the magic school, he saw the female demon cultivator who was waiting for him a few days ago coming again.
To be honest, Jiang Qiu was also surprised when he saw her. After all, he hadn't seen a single woman in the Demon Palace before, and he had thought that there were no women in the entire demon clan. It turned out that there were still some, just not in Feng Li's palace. This female cultivator seemed to be the older sister of a child named Xianglan. She was worried about her younger brother's food, clothing, housing and transportation when he started magic school, so she had been coming to deliver things for the past few days.
Xianglan looks about the same age as him. She is of the same age and quite pretty. She has an intellectual and gentle personality. At first glance, she is a kind and good girl. The key is that she keeps looking at him.
Jiang Qiu had never had any private contact with a woman. Whether in his original world or in this world, Jiang Qiu was inherently innocent. He could not stand the girls staring at him and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Jiang Qiu coughed lightly, and Xianglan seemed to recover. She quickly turned away from him, her cheeks slightly red as she said softly, "Hey, Brother Jiang, do you want some peaches? I just picked them at home. They're so sweet."
As she said that, she gave all the baskets in her hands to Jiang Qiu. How could Jiang Qiu take them? She just took one and gestured to her, then pushed the rest of the baskets to Xianglan.
"Give it to your brother. I'll just eat one. Hmm, it's quite sweet. Thank you!" Jiang Qiu smiled politely and raised the peach in his hand.
Little did she know that this smile fell deeply into Xianglan's eyes like the bright spring water on the mountain. Xianglan tightened her grip on the basket. Brother Jiang was the left protector of the demon clan, but he did not have the arrogance of a high position. Instead, he treated her very well like a friend.
Brother Jiang is so nice... I heard he's not married yet...
Xianglan's heart suddenly began to flutter.
How could Jiang Qiu pay attention to the girl's mood? Seeing Xianglan absent-minded and silent, he thought she was too busy to care about whether the peaches were delicious or not, so he hurried to see his brother.
He thought he would not waste her time, and that he should return to the Demon Palace, so he said to Xianglan, "I think it's getting late. Xianglan, go see your brother. If you study the prohibition later, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the Demon School."
Then he said goodbye with a smile: "I'm leaving first, you should go back early too."
Xianglan didn't come to see her brother, she actually came only for Jiang Qiu. Looking at Jiang Qiu's warm and gentle smile, Xianglan seemed to be inspired...
"Brother Jiang, wait a minute."
Jiang Qiu: "Hmm?"
The next second, Xianglan tiptoed lightly, moved closer to him and kissed him lightly on the side of his face. Jiang Qiu was caught off guard and touched his face.
"Brother Jiang, I'm leaving." Xianglan smiled sweetly and waved her hand casually. When she turned around, the hem of her aqua blue skirt swirled in a beautiful arc in the wind.
Jiang Qiu touched his face in disbelief.
What's going on? Are all demon girls so bold?
Jiang Qiu smiled unconsciously and his mood became cheerful, but he didn't know that this scene was seen by Feng Li who had returned triumphantly from a distance.
Feng Li's eyes suddenly turned cold——
Are you so happy?
With a crack, the hilt of the sword turned into powder.
Great Protector: Your Majesty... This is my sword! ∑(дlll)
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