For Sky Academy, these are non-core business positions, but they are no less important than mentors, and in a sense, even more important.

After all, all the students of the current Sky Academy are little girls between the ages of six and eight, and the future flowers of the motherland need to be carefully watered.

Especially...... Shen Ao said before that most of them are abandoned babies, and they have been extremely uncared for and insecure since they were young.

At present, the person in charge of taking these little girls in the Holy Courtyard is the ghost cultivator Chen Xiu, who has done a very good job, almost playing the role of a mother, and every child is brought up by her.

Apart from...... There is really no milk.

As a female ghost who has been cultivated for 300 years, Chen Xiu has a unique advantage in taking care of children.

The first is that you don't have to sleep, you work online 24 hours a day.

The second is that there are many doppelgangers, and everyone can take care of them.

As for the third, since childhood, the spirit of not being afraid of ghosts has been cultivated in children, and there is a lot less psychological shadow.

After listening to Chen Xiu's detailed report, Li Xuan directly made the decision and gave her the job of dormitory administrator directly.

Make the best use of your talents.

The Little Creation Pill has no effect on Chen Xiu, but in this regard, Li Xuan is still extremely generous, and he will be rewarded with a set of ghost cultivation techniques.

The name of the exercise - "Cherry Tomatoes".

Certainly not the kind of cherry tomatoes sold at the vegetable market.

"Holy Woman" refers to the female ghost who has achieved cultivation, and this exercise can be completely ascended by day, from female ghost to female fairy, so it is called holy.

"Fruit" is the fruit of the fruit position, the Arhat fruit position, the Bodhisattva fruit position, in the three thousand worlds, this is a professional noun title.

In fact, this set of exercises is also a first-class ghost cultivation method in the three thousand worlds, and it is specially suitable for female ghosts, and it was also a precedent for creating a school back then.

After getting the exercises, Chen Xiu was a little overjoyed, and according to the ancient etiquette, he bent down towards Li Xuanyin Yingying.

Due to the limitations of the conditions on the earth, she has never had any cultivation exercises, and her cultivation is only the most basic breathing, absorbing yin qi, and condensing the body, and the efficiency is extremely slow.

And now, all of a sudden, there is also the feeling of changing shotguns.

……

……

The dormitory caretaker is decided, followed by the librarian.

Originally, to be honest, for these old cultivators, they felt that these positions were still a little down, but after seeing Li Xuan's generous treatment of Chen Xiu, they were all a little shocked.

First it was a life-sustaining pill, and now it is a ghost cultivation exercise.

How many treasures does he have?

Where did these treasures come from?

Of course, you don't dare to have bad intentions, and the difference in strength is one in the sky and the other in the ground, but the enthusiasm for finding a job is stimulated.

Now there are more turnips and fewer pits, as long as you can find a job, the benefits will definitely not be less.

But if you can't find the pit, then even if Li Xuan gives it, he won't have the face to ask for it.

"Hahaha, everyone, librarian, naturally the old man is the master, self-introduction, the old decay Fang Desheng, since childhood, well-read, through the classics of history, for modern science also has a little understanding, proficient in the eight Chinese dialects, collected a basket of treasures, ding, porcelain, jade, books, paintings, miscellaneous, haha, back then it was stealing...... Oh no, a lot of artifacts have been saved from perishing. ”

Fang Desheng said seriously, causing laughter from the audience.

"Old Fang, you didn't steal it?"

Someone teased and shouted.

"Stealing...... What kind of stealing? can it be called stealing?" Fang Desheng didn't mind, and explained with a smile.

He used to be a thief in the rivers and lakes, and the treasures in his hands were like carp across the river, many of which were treasured, especially in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, everyone couldn't even eat enough, so naturally they didn't know the goods, and they missed countless things.

Later, he was hunted down and killed by the enemy, and then he fell under Shen Ao's command, and he has been until now.

After completing the primitive accumulation of immorality, and after so many years of self-cultivation, he has already been reborn, dressed in exquisite Tang costumes, with white beard and hair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, looking gentle and elegant, no one would have thought that this would be an old thief.

In the Holy Courtyard, Fang Desheng's status has not been very high, firstly, because he can't take care of his house, and secondly, he can't cultivate.

Until now, he is just an ordinary man, and he has no spiritual power at all.

For himself, he also sees it very openly, this door is the ninth rate, and if it is lost, it will be lost, there is no pity.

Not to mention...... He touched his right hand that was missing two fingers, and when he begged Shen Ao for protection, these two fingers were chopped off by him himself.

Now that he has a better opportunity, Fang Desheng naturally wants to try it.

"No, the old party will definitely not succeed, I don't accept it. What kind of place is the library, how can these snakes and rats enter?"

Before Li Xuan could say anything, someone stood up and protested.

The one who spoke was a big fat man, who didn't look very old, just in his fifties, with a graceful bearing, and at first glance he was a pampered person.

"Rich prince, what do you mean?"

Fang Desheng blew up in an instant.

This fat man's surname is rich, known as the prince, he is the real prince, the ancestor surnamed Aixin Jueluo, he has entered the Xuanmen since he was a child, but he still looks like a rich prince, and he is also Shen Ao's right-hand man back then.

"That's what I mean! Librarian, what a noble job? That's ...... But ......" The rich prince pointed to the sky, spat and said, "You are an old thief who is also worthy?"

"That was before!"

"You have to settle old accounts, your mother is still an old hairy!"

Fang Desheng immediately revealed the old bottom mercilessly.

The rich prince's biological mother is from Russia, and it has been a matter for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be mentioned at this time, and the old face immediately turned red.

"You...... You...... You...... Shameless! The jade and white jade Buddha in our family was stolen by you, and my father was still worried about it before he died!"

Fang Desheng is not stage frightened, you are all dead in the Qing Dynasty, a broken prince, what is there to be afraid of, "Your mother is an old hairy!"

……

"You old thief who gave birth to a child and didn't cheat, you have lost your conscience, and you are shameless!"

"Your mom is an old man!"

……

"You ......"

"Your mom is an old man!"

……

Seeing the two quarreling, everyone present was not a big deal to watch the excitement, and they all applauded and applauded.

The two have been arguing for a long time about this old incident.

Actually, it's nothing.

At this age, it is also a kind of happiness to still have quarrels.

Life lives by this memory.

Seeing such a picture, Shen Ao couldn't cry or laugh, and Li Xuan couldn't help but laugh, thinking about it, it was Qiangang's dictatorship.

"Okay, Lord Fu, then you will be the director of the library. ”

"Thank you!"

The rich prince immediately smiled, smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, glanced at Fang Desheng proudly, shook his sleeves, and sat down relaxedly.

Fang Desheng stayed where he was, his face turned pale, and there was a faint stinging pain in his heart, and he suddenly felt a lot older.

Didn't you just be a thief?

Still not allowed to be good?

The field was also quiet suddenly, and the atmosphere was inexplicably a little tense.

Then Li Xuan's faint voice sounded.

"Fang Desheng, since you have a lot of collections, why don't you build another museum, and you will be the director, how about it?"