The three of them were fighting, and after a while, Uncle Nine said, "Zhao Daoyou gave me a letter of appointment, after all, it is a good thing, if you can teach the demons to be corrected, it is also a merit for the teacher."

He said, "But as a teacher, I don't have the experience of being a teaching officer."

Wen Cai shouted, "The left and right are teaching the little monsters, Master, you are just teaching me and Qiusheng, right?"

Qiusheng nodded straightly.

Uncle Nine frowned: "But... What if those little ones are broken?"

Wen Cai covered his face: "Master, we haven't been damaged by you, the little monster is much stronger than we used to be, and it can't be broken!"

Qiusheng smiled, "That's it. Master, if you don't obey, you have to be beaten. Demons and monsters, you don't remember to eat in your bones, you can only teach well if you fight well."

Uncle Nine glared at him: "Go, go!"

And he said, "That's a good job. With a salary of 1,000 humanitarian contributions a month, the three of us master and apprentice run all over the world, fighting to the death and catching zombies, and we may not be able to earn 1,000."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng both swallowed their saliva.

Qiusheng couldn't help but say, "Master, do you want to help me and Wencai also ask, do you still need a teacher from Wanling University?" A PE teacher can do it too!"

Wen Cai also reacted: "Yes, yes, Master, I don't want to leave you!"

Uncle Nine looked at these two living treasure apprentices, during this time, they have indeed made great progress - after all, they have a template, as long as they have a degree of humanitarian contribution, there is no shortage of methods and pills.

But as a master, you can't help but think about the future for your apprentices.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll take this job."

So he took the letter of appointment.

At the same time as receiving the letter of appointment, some information poured into my mind, but it was a way to fall into a dream.

Among them is Zhao Jingyang's explanation.

After Uncle Nine received it, his heart suddenly became clear.

It turns out that he, the director of teaching, is really responsible for the recruitment and supervision of teachers; Of course, if necessary, you can also take an intermediate or advanced shift.

"This method of falling asleep is a bit mysterious..."

...

As soon as Zhao Jingyang sent the letter of appointment here, Uncle Nine handed over a piece of evidence of "fake" zombies, and explained that the evil way directly involved in the "fake" had been killed by him on the spot; The owner of the template that cooperated with this evil way is a true legend of Magu Cave, and he asks the Hanhai Royal Court to punish him severely!

The evidence submitted by Uncle Nine is meticulous and detailed; And Zhao Jingyang did not doubt Uncle Jiu's character at all.

Immediately, without saying a word, as soon as the thought moved, he recycled the personal template of the true legend of Magu Cave through the Torch Treasure Tree.

Then send the story as a "pop-up" news to each template owner, and ask them to take it as a warning!

The template owners who received this "news" were silent and silent, trembling and trembling, angry and angry, and ridiculed and ridiculed, and all of a sudden, Magu Cave became a star!

After that, another task was issued, requiring the capture of the former owner of the Magu Cave and escorting him to Shanghai Beach to be punished by the Hanhai royal court.

It makes sense.

The owner of the template of Magu Cave cooperates with the evil sect crooked way to refine zombies in order to deceive the humanitarian contribution, which is closely related to Hanhai.

It was the task of capturing zombies issued by Hanhai that made the owner of the template stunned and abandoned the bottom line of being a human being.

Hanhai is responsible for this. One is the responsibility to deal with the matter, and the other is the responsibility to punish the people involved.

For this task, Zhao Jingyang gave a high humanitarian contribution as a reward for the task. No matter who it is, as long as this person is caught, this quantified humanitarian contribution of tens of thousands will be his!

This can be regarded as a disguised increase in the cost of these people's crimes.

Presumably, in the future, everyone else will stare at this kind of change of mind, waiting to be caught in exchange for benefits.

Uncle Nine arrived at Shanghai Beach on the morning of the next day.

The master and apprentice all came.

Jingyuan, living room, Zhao Jingyang is entertaining Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine said, "Last time, I said that I would never come to Shanghai Beach again, and it has only been a few months, but I didn't expect to break my promise. It's a bit of a shame."

Zhao Jingyang said with a smile: "Uncle Nine is not here for fun. All Souls School is of great benefit to humanity. And I believe in Uncle Nine the most, I invited Uncle Nine to come, where is the blame for Uncle Nine?"

Uncle Nine laughed, "I'm sorry."

Then he said, "Fellow Daoist, you know that my master and apprentice are inseparable, I am here to be the dean of teaching, Wencai and Qiusheng, you can't make arrangements?"

Zhao Jingyang laughed and said, "Uncle Nine has spoken, can I not arrange it?"

Then he said, "Wencai and Qiusheng are high-ranking disciples taught by Uncle Jiu, and their character has nothing to say. In this way, let Wencai and Qiusheng be responsible for teaching the beginner class of Wanling School."

Wen Cai was very happy: "Uncle Shi, that salary..."

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he smiled awkwardly at Zhao Jingyang.

Zhao Jingyang knew that Wen Cai was a living treasure, so he didn't think it was wrong, and said with a smile: "The teacher of the junior class has a monthly salary of 300 humanitarian contributions."

Wen Cai heard this, and couldn't help but say, "Master is a thousand!"

Qiusheng couldn't hold back, couldn't help it, and laughed: "Master is the teaching director!"

Zhao Jingyang also felt very happy, and said with a smile: "If it's too little, you can make extra money. The school is in the middle of Taihu Lake, which is vast and has some good resources. In your spare time, you can take a look around and find some resources to redeem and earn an extra income."

Wen Cai's eyes lit up: "That's right!"

Uncle Nine had already used his toes to cut out a three-bedroom living room on the ground.

Standing up with a dark face: "Fellow Daoist, I won't bother much today, I'll go to Taihu Lake to take a look first."

Ran away in a hurry.

He originally wanted to talk to Zhao Jingyang about "zombie fraud", but he was forgotten by Wen Cai.

...

Jiaxing, in a house, it was night at this time; An old man with short hair, flat head, glasses, and a long shirt is concentrating on reading a new book, called XXISM.

Under the yellow light, his attention was all focused on the book, and occasionally he couldn't help but look at the highlights.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in from the window, and the old master's eyelids suddenly fought, and before he knew it, he fell asleep on the desk.

I heard someone calling.

"Lufuzi, Lufuzi!"

Lu Fuzi raised his head blankly and saw that a person with a straight eyebrow and a righteous face was calling him at the door.

He couldn't help but stand up, walked over, and arched his hand: "Your Excellency called me?"

Yizimei smiled and nodded, "I'm sorry to disturb the master. In Xia Lin Jiu, Xi is the director of education at Wanling University. This time I came to see Lu Fuzi to invite Lu Fuzi to work at Wanling University."

Lu Fuzi was surprised: "It turned out to be Mr. Lin... I wonder what kind of school this Wanling University is? The old man is just a master who has learned from a private school, and I am afraid that he will not be able to teach in the university."

Uncle Nine smiled, "Lu Fuzi listened to me slowly."