I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 21

　　 "Which college in Xiongtai?"

　　 The blue shirt boy came over and questioned aggressively.

　　 Art requires state of mind and inspiration. Whenever I think of oiran fart, I can't wait to tear off the painting.

　　 Zhouyi said: "I haven't read a book, just a butcher."

　　 Wang Hao said something in the blue shirt, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly loosened.

　　 "It turned out to be from the Demon Slayer Division. No wonder she doesn't like Miss Mingyue."

　　 The blue shirt master arched his hands and said: "Teach in the next Wang Boan, Jixia Xuegong."

　　 Jixia Academy is the first of the four university palaces. It seems that he is only twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he can serve as a teacher in it, and he is quite talented.

　　 "The Book of Changes, the Clerk of the Division of Monster Slayer."

　　 Zhouyi's tone is a little cold.

　　Wang Boyan obviously knew that a vixen was dancing on the stage.

　　 Slashing the Demon Division has stayed for a long time, and if I have heard too much of the demon ogre, no matter how Zhouyi controls his heart and treats it justly, he will naturally dislike the demon clan.

　　 There are indeed good people among the monster races, but there are more people who violate the law and discipline. On the whole, they are confronting the human race and competing for living space.

　　I am not of my race, and their hearts must be different. It is not without reason.

　　 Wang Boan straightened his clothes, sat opposite Zhouyi, with his back straight, and guided him in a teacher's voice.

　　 "The Demon Slayer has always been prejudiced against the demon race. The so-called innate spirits, the demon race and the human race are no different, and they are also born and raised by their parents. However, the demon division kills blindly, which intensifies the contradictions between the two races, which is detrimental to the stability of the country!"

"Um?"

　　 Zhouyi's eyes flashed brightly, but he couldn't see through Wang Boyan's realm, which was covered by a thick blue aura.

　　 The youthful person is a symbol of official luck, so there is another saying that Qingyun goes straight up.

　　 "What official position does Wang brother hold in the court?"

　　 "Jingtai Jinshi for 45 years, edited and edited for Hanlin."

　　 "It turned out that it was Wang Bianxiu who was disrespectful and disrespectful!"

　　 Zhouyi immediately understood the origin of the youthful spirit, and Hanlin editing was not an ordinary position. The job grade was only seven or eight, and the future was even greater than that of the head of a county.

　　 Usually, the people who are in contact with the core government affairs are similar to the secretary of the prince. If the official movement goes smoothly, he may become the old cabinet.

　　 Wang Boan said triumphantly: "I have studied the demon clan for a long time, and wrote a volume of "Ten Strategies to Comfort the Demons and the People". Fortunately, His Royal Highness is favored..."

　　 "I don't know who Wang brother is? What kind of position?"

　　 Zhouyi interrupted Wang Boyan directly.

　　 "When my father was a minister of ritual..."

　　 Wang Boyan replied subconsciously, and when the aftertaste came over, his face immediately flushed: "You...the butcher, you can't teach the foolish people!"

　　 finished speaking, got up and walked away.

　　 "Gluck."

　　Wang Hao was listening, and finally couldn't help but laugh like a silver bell.

　　 Zhou Yi said: "Girl, if you don't want to comfort me, men also need to coax."

"what!"

　　 Wang Hao screamed, his face flushed, his sleeves covered his face and ran away.

　　 "Not too silly."

　　 As long as you cover your face, it's not me who is ashamed.

　　 Zhouyi turned his head and looked at the stage. Oiran Mingyue had finished dancing, and invited several talented scholars to the stage to talk about poetry and songs.

　　 "Who said this fox demon is not illegal..."

　　 In Zhouyi's spiritual eyes, a ray of Yang Qi was clearly seen, converging into the body of the oiran.

　　The demon of the fox is yin and cold, and needs to absorb the yang energy to reconcile the demon energy.

　　 One of the quickest ways is to communicate in depth, followed by sucking blood, and again like an oiran, using charm to awaken desires, peeling cocoons, and gathering sand into a tower.

　　 In any case, Daqian Law prohibits Yaozu from absorbing Yang Qi to practice.

　　 Zhouyi waited until he was near his son, but he didn't see Zhang Cheng coming down from the stairs, so he left by himself and returned to the inn.

　　 The next morning.

　　 Zhang Cheng unexpectedly came this morning, seeing that Zhou Yi was already on duty, nodded in satisfaction.

　　 "How did you feel yesterday?"

　　 "I have gained a lot of knowledge."

　　 Zhouyi keeps transcribing: "Only I don't feel good about Oiran."

　　 It is the first time for two generations to experience the red dust. With the status of Chunfeng Tower in Kyoto, it was a top club in the previous life. It is not known where the door opens.

　　 "Oiran Mingyue, what a bad idea?"

　　 Zhang Cheng skillfully poured water and tea, and a warm fragrance came out, which actually dispelled a lot of the underground cold.

　　 Zhouyi laymen don't understand the art of tea ceremony, watching Zhang Cheng's gestures of making tea, simple, natural, and casual, making people feel comfortable. After making up his mind, he will learn from him.

　　 Zhouyi deliberated the sentence and said: "Oiran Mingyue born is very similar to those in the prison room."

　　 Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhou Yi in surprise: "It's a pity to have such a high spiritual consciousness. The oiran does have a problem, and it's not easy to manage."

　　 said, handing over a tea cup: "Try it."

"thanks."

　　 Zhou Yi asked in confusion: "So, the Demon Slayer knows about this?"

　　 "As long as this Kyoto involves monsters, there is nothing that the Demon Slayer does not know!"

　　 Zhang Chengcheng hot embellishment: "However, according to the Dagan Law, there is no stipulation that monsters that do not harm people must be killed."

　　 Zhou Yi sniffed the fragrance of tea, feeling comfortable in his soul, and sipping a drink like Zhang Cheng, with a rush of heat rushing into his brain.

　　 The spiritual energy in the tea slowly moisturizes the spirit consciousness, as if it will be drunk while awake.

　　 Zhou Yi couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "Good tea, there is a slightly drunken feeling."

　　 "That's natural, how about called Zui Chungui?"

　　 Zhang Cheng carefully put away the one-inch tall tea pot with thick thumbs, and said proudly: "This is collected from the mother trees in Baiyunguan. If it weren't for our face, we wouldn't even be able to smell it."

　　 "Lao Zhang, is it possible for the demon clan to live in Dagan without breaking the law?"

　　 Zhouyi thought of Feng Ling'er, the little fox hidden in his sleeve~www.mtlnovel.com~, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, besides, there is still half of the human blood.

　　 Half-human, half-demonic spirit is dominant, half according to the difference of parental bloodline strength, Feng's father is just a mundane scholar, so Feng Linger's soul is only fox-shaped.

　　 "What? Do you still want to raise a fox Meizi?"

　　 Zhang Cheng winked his eyebrows and let out a laugh that a man understands. Then he sighed regretfully: "Don't even think about it. If it hadn't been for that fox had a backing, he would have skinned it and made it into a collar of the nobles."

　　 Zhou Yi suddenly understood that all the monsters with backgrounds in Journey to the West had been taken away, and the monsters without backgrounds were beaten to death.

　　 The Great Sage of the Heavenly Sage descends and kills demons and all have a backing, not to mention the Division of Slaying Demons.

　　 Seeing Zhou Yi's silence, Zhang Cheng drank the spirit tea in his cup, tapped the table lightly, and hummed.

　　 "Slashing demons, eliminating demons and turning galaxy, there is no more lonely grave. Sigh."

　　 "Talking about the ambition to pull the temple back, empty the **** demon but not cutting it. Talking about the heroic exorcism being in danger, looking around at a loss.

　　 Sigh ah, what's the use of the world? It's better to go back, go back!

　　The monster in front of you, you can catch it before you rush--"

　　 The floral tone is tactful and the charm is long.

　　 Zhouyi was shocked, calligraphy, tea ceremony, singing, Lao Zhang is like a treasure old man.

　　Thinking about it, I can understand that the practitioners have a long life, and most of them are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, drinking and drinking tea. Only poetry needs more talent, which is not accumulated over time.

　　 Singing music, tasting tea, drinking, brothel...

　　 Zhouyi didn't know the lives of other top three high-ranking people, at least Zhang Cheng lived a very moisturizing life, occasionally lamenting a heroic twilight, and in a blink of an eye he rolled into the pile of beauties.

　　 I promised Zhouyi's stubborn work, but I don't know if I forgot or deliberately can't remember it, and there is no follow-up.

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