After pompom enters Hades

Several boys could understand every word Zhu Ning said, but they couldn't understand it together. The most impatient Yu Dapeng went over to have a look:

"Brother Ning, are you bragging? You haven't graduated from high school yet... Hey, this is really an official seal, how is this possible!!!"

Yu Dapeng saw the star in the middle of the red badge on Zhu Ning's employment letter, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhu Ning dumbfounded.

Zhu Ning said helplessly: "Actually, I have already graduated from university. But that's not the point. The point is that I just accidentally blew up the swimming pool..."

The boys were silent for a few seconds, and then there was another exclamation, especially Yu Dapeng and his younger brothers, who looked at Zhu Ning with almost sacred reverence.

"Brother Ning is awesome!!!" One of the younger brothers blurted out, and then quickly reacted, "Eh...I mean Teacher Zhu..."

Twenty minutes later, Zhu Ning finally dismissed the excited boys, found a place where no one was around, and told Zhu Yuxuan about the dropout, but Zhu Yuxuan was determined not to drop out after hearing this.

In fact, Zhu Yuxuan guessed that some big event would happen a few months later during his year in Desen Middle School, and he would rather take the risk to learn more here.

Dropping out of school now and facing unknown dangers a few months later will only be helpless and become the weakest in society.

Zhu Ning didn't force it either. After all, no one knows what the world will look like in a few months. It would be good to let Zhu Yuxuan practice in Desen for a few more months. Can take care of one or two.

After finally solving all this, Zhu Ning packed up his things in room 209, bid farewell to the dormitory where he only lived for one day, and moved the suitcase, which was probably not his own, to the new staff dormitory.

Unloading all the burdens, when there were no other children around, Zhu Ning turned back into a little pompon, like a small cannonball, and slammed into Hei Wuchang's arms: "Hey!"

It hadn't been wronged enough just now, but the Beiyin Emperor suddenly appeared, so the little pompom had to put away all the grievances, but it was so miserable today, it used to eat ghosts happily, and today it was not only choked by ghosts Yes, and more than 1000 tons of weak water were choked!

The little pompom feels that his appetite has lost...

"Haw! Haw!"

The little pompom yelled aggrievedly, and desperately burrowed into Hei Wuchang's arms.

At this time, Hei Wuchang did not gently comfort him, but picked up the big pompom with some worry, and checked it carefully: "Xiao Zhu, are you feeling well?"

uncomfortable?The little pompom was stunned, and tilted its head to look at Hei Wuchang: "Hey?"

Holding the big fat face of the little pompom, Hei Wuchang seemed to want to see clearly what the little guy was feeling, and at the same time explained softly: "Weak water is not like Wangchuan water and ghost spring. The latter two can nourish yin energy, weak water Although it is a Yin thing, it is extremely unfavorable to powerful ghosts."

The little pompom is even more puzzled, it feels good, even if it was not more than 1000 tons of weak water that choked the intake pipe, but more than 1000 tons of ginseng soup...it still has to spray out!

The little pompom continued to tilt its head: "Hey?"

Hei Wuchang: "I don't know why weak water is like this. The yin energy is extremely strong, but it can hurt the king of ghosts. But for thousands of years, none of the top people in the underworld have fallen into the weak water. Even the Great Emperor of Beiyin Don't know the secret either." --

Little Pompom: "Hey?" Then how do you know?

Heiwuchang paused for a moment, his voice seemed to be a little lower: "You told me."

Anyway, the little pompom can't remember anything about what happened thousands of years ago, but it feels very good now, and it hasn't been hurt by the terrible weak water from Hei Wuchang's mouth at all.

The little pompon blinked his big eyes, put this unsolvable problem behind him, and continued to crash into Heiwuchang's arms for a long time...

After the psychological treatment, the little pompom finally accepted his shortcoming of too little appetite, and secretly made up his mind to practice a few more big ghosts in the future.

Then, the little pompom finally turned back into a boy, put aside his temporary childishness, and became serious: "You don't believe... the Great Emperor of Beiyin?"

Childish is childish, but even as a little pompom, Zhu Ning's intuition is still very keen.

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Heiwuchang may have been worried about Ruoshui these few hours, but he didn't show it in front of Beiyin Great Emperor. He waited until he returned to the teaching staff dormitory as usual, and then anxiously checked.

Hei Wuchang: "I don't believe it at all."

Zhu Ning looked subconsciously at the two letters of appointment stamped with red stamps, and then looked at Hei Wuchang suspiciously.

Heiwuchang raised his right hand, and his pale fingers quickly turned into paper-cuts, and then returned to their original form: "I'm just a distracted paper puppet...but even if I come here in real body, it's impossible to beat this once highest underworld... Chief."

Heiwuchang's voice was a little lower: "He wants to kill you, it's easy, I dare not take the risk."

The current situation of Zhu Ning and Hei Wuchang is indeed very dangerous. A former underworld official and the remnant soul of the underworld king are caught between the heavenly gods, the underworld king, the ghost domain forces and the emperor of Beiyin. If he is not careful, he will be lost forever .

Based on his current memory, Zhu Ning couldn't see through this Beiyin Great Emperor. If he joined hands with his former subordinate Wufang Ghost Emperor, he could easily revive all ghosts in the underworld, and make the world believe in ghosts and respect gods again.

I'm afraid that by then, there will be more incense shops in the Yang world than the police stations, and Tianting and Huangquan will completely turn around and suppress the newly emerging human world.

The cultivation of ghosts and gods has greatly increased, a complete win-win situation.

But the Beiyin Emperor, who had disappeared for thousands of years, secretly organized his own forces to try to reverse the situation, and even killed one of his old subordinates who turned Yucheng into a ghost city.

"But..." Zhu Ning hesitated, "He doesn't seem like an ally of Heavenly Court and Ghost Domain, maybe he wants to help humans?"

"Thousands of years ago, under the rule of Emperor Beiyin in Fengdu, tyranny was rampant, and human souls were miserable. That's why the heavens enshrined the ghost emperors as gods and sent the ten palace kings of Hades to build the underworld." Heiwuchang said with deep eyes, " I don't believe that a person can completely change his nature."

Zhu Ning: "If that's the case, why did the Emperor Beiyin kill his subordinates?"

Hei Wuchang was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "I don't know..."

But no matter whether Zhu Ning knew about Emperor Fengdu's motives or not, he still had to go to support the teaching, even if the two of them would not stay out of the matter completely as agreed in these three months, it seemed that they would do it.

According to the arrangement of the Academic Affairs Office of Desen Middle School, Hei Wuchang's distraction will temporarily stay in Desen to teach, while Zhu Ning will go to Xiaoyang Village in the mountains thousands of miles away to teach.

Zhu Ning told Zhang Yujin about his change of career as a teacher, the latter was stunned for a while, and then expressed his understanding:

"Xiaozhu, even though you used to be... but now you are just a child who just graduated, and you have parents on top. Being a teacher is very good, and it is a matter of far-reaching significance to educate children in mountainous areas!"

Most of the members of the executive team at the headquarters of the Special Investigation Department have not yet transformed from animals, and the remaining half have not been dug out of the grave for a long time, so it can be regarded as a total loss of combat power.

So the headquarters was merged into the Beishi branch, and now everything is basically supported by the energetic Lu Feng.

Lu Feng and his executive staff can at most deal with some lonely ghosts and supernatural events. If they can't be dealt with, they will be stored in the files first. It is too far away from the level of the ghost domain Hades, so it is relatively safe.

Two days later, Zhu Ning took the bus from Desen Middle School and traveled across the mountains to Xiaoyang Village in the Dashangou in the southwest.

The school bus of Desen Middle School is outsourced, and the driver is an ordinary old man in his 50s.

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Hearing that this young teacher was going to teach in Dashangou, the driver was very impressed and said that he was doing a good deed.

Xiaoyang Village is surrounded by rolling mountains, and the last half-hour drive took a muddy dirt road. After passing through a long and narrow valley, we finally arrived at the destination of the teaching support.

The mountains here are steep, and it is difficult to reclaim a whole piece of flat land. Walking along the path from the mouth of the canyon, you can see scattered corn fields, and tile houses built on the mountain but far apart.

There is no road for motor vehicles to drive behind. The driver got out of the car enthusiastically to ask, a man wearing a straw hat who was cutting corn stalks to feed the cows on the side of the road.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Xiaoyangcun Primary School? I'll send two teachers over to help teach. Hey! The road to Xiaoyangcun is really difficult. I thought I could get there at noon, but it's almost dark now."

The driver was very talkative, but the man who was chopping corn was not very enthusiastic: "The wheels can't be pressed."

The driver didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"You are asking about the children's school, you go to the west end." The middle-aged man in the straw hat pointed at the minivan with a sickle: "The wheels are crushed on the ditch, what should I do if the stinky water can't flow out if it collapses?" ?”

The driver had no choice but to go back and move the car to leave. Zhu Ning walked west along the small dirt road 30 cm wide with his travel bag on his back.

The dusk in the mountains is earlier than that in the plains, and the whole village was darkened a few minutes after the orange sunset fell into the mountains.

The smell of smoke from cooking pots in the village wafted up, Zhu Ning was carrying a huge travel bag to find the school with a little desolation in his heart.

But just when Zhu Ning was walking from a dark green and low peanut field in the dim light to a white bungalow half a mile away that looked like an elementary school.

Zhu Ning suddenly saw dozens of doll-like things in the grass and drainage ditch in the distance, climbing up the fence one after another, like a large group of...babies.

This picture is a bit scary. Zhu Ning didn't want to turn into a pompom in less than 10 minutes after he arrived. He tried his best to move his gaze down to avoid the group of things on the wall.

Then, under the dim light, Zhu Ning managed to see the words painted with pink paint on the wall of the white one-story house: Xiaoyang Village Primary School.

Zhu Ning backed away slowly, backed up, and then suddenly stepped on something soft, he hurriedly raised his foot, turned around and took a photo with his phone...

It was the small hand of a seven or eight-year-old child, only half of the palm was exposed, and the rest was buried in the damp soil.

Then, everything seemed to slow down, the little pale hand covered with mud slowly stretched out from the soil and grabbed Zhu Ning's ankle.