Feng Ruoxing pulled me up: "There is something you need to do now!"

Actually, I was also curious about what happened to Xiaokui. I asked casually: "What happened?"

Feng Ruoxing handed over the phone: "Look at the class group yourself."

I looked inside and there was a message from Xiaokui's class teacher: "Parents, please don't put phone watches on your students. Something very indecent happened today because of a problem with the phone watches. I'm so tired!" followed by a cover-up.

face expression.

Let me read on: Please ask the parents of the students concerned to come to the school tomorrow.

I lit the cigarette and took a puff: "What on earth is going on? Isn't it indecent? How indecent can a bunch of brats be?"

Feng Ruoxing said helplessly: "A few of their kids with phones and watches created a group. Today, one of them took a photo of the little boy's penis while his classmate was using the toilet and posted it to the group."

I suddenly had stars in my eyes: "Did Xiaokui do it?"

"No!" Feng Ruoxing shook his head and said, "However, Xiaokui is the leader of the group, and the name of that group is: Goddess Guardian Xiaokui."

I almost choked to death on a puff of cigarette: "How old are these naughty kids? What kind of goddess do they know? I won't go. I'm afraid of being scolded by the teacher. I was afraid of this when I was a child. I won't go! I won't go even to death!"

Before I finished speaking, a message came to the class group: Are Xiaokui’s parents free? I want to do a home visit after school today.

It’s over!

People are coming to your door!

I immediately threw the phone to Feng Ruoxing: "Get Ye Yang back, Xiao Kui's surname is Ye. If I receive the teacher, people will think that I am the stepfather. This is not good, it is not conducive to Xiao Kui's growth."

After I finished speaking, I was about to run away, but several girls grabbed me by the waist, pulled my clothes, and pinched my neck.

Human flesh, it’s up to you!”

Are these girls crazy?

What is this for?

I couldn't reason with them, so in the end I had to compromise and wait for the teacher to come.

Before dinner, Xiaokui took a young girl's hand and entered the Two Realms Hall.

When I looked up and down at the girl who was wearing sportswear and full of youthful spirit, the girl had already stretched out her hand to me: "Hello, my name is Xia Mengying, and I am Xiaokui's class teacher."

I sat there without moving: "Should I call you Teacher Xia, or should I call you Comrade Xia?"

This teacher is not only a magician, but also comes from a Confucian school.

Some people say: 70% of the world's magicians come from the three sects, 20% from the witch sect, and only 10% from the miscellaneous sects.

This ratio may not be accurate, but it is certain that many warlocks are related to the three religions. Among them, warlocks who are purely from a certain sect must be the best in the art.

A Confucian sorcerer is not a weak scholar, let alone an academic who only knows how to do it.

These people are either proficient in the Six Arts of the Gentleman, or they have cultivated an awe-inspiring righteousness. If they really take action, many famous masters will not be able to match their opponents.

Xia Mengying smiled and held up her hands: "Is this more in line with the style of Liangjietang?"

After I bowed my hands as a gift, I raised my voice and said, "Prepare a banquet to welcome our colleagues."

On the surface I was welcoming my comrades, but in fact I was guarding against them.

Teacher Xia was supposed to be on a home visit, but now she came to the Two Realms Hall as a warlock. Could it be because she discovered Xiaokui's identity?

If that's the case, I'm afraid things won't go well today.

Although I have never been exposed to Confucianism, I have heard that Confucianism has always been extremely averse to heresy.

The awe-inspiring aura in Xia Mengying's body is very obvious, which shows that her status is not low among the Confucian disciples, but there is no one in our Liangjie Hall who is not a heretic.

There has always been a rule in the art that warlocks can raise ghosts, but they cannot let ghosts get close to humans. I sent Xiaokui to school, which happened to be a big taboo.

If this Teacher Xia really came here to investigate, a big battle would be inevitable today.

After I let Teacher Xia into the restaurant, Butcher Wang quickly set up a banquet table. According to the habit of bandits, he served a table of large meats. There was no pair of chopsticks on the table, only daggers arranged according to heads.

.For drinking, we also use a large white porcelain bowl that is only half a catty full.

I winked at Butcher Wang, who picked up the half-meter-high wine jar and filled the wine bowls one by one.

I picked up the wine bowl and said, "I am honored to see you, Teacher Xia. I will drink this bowl first as a token of respect."

I didn't wait for the other party to speak, picked up the wine bowl, drank it down, and showed the wine bowl to the other party.

When we meet in a Northeastern town, the host proposes a toast, and the guests must drink. If they don’t drink, they don’t give face, and there’s nothing else to say about the rest.

The moment I showed the bowl, Feng Ruoxing and others quietly touched their hands under the table.

The next second, whether to drink or draw a sword, all depends on Teacher Xia's attitude.

Teacher Xia picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He picked up the wine jar and filled it up before smiling and saying, "Thank you Hall Master Li for your kindness. I will lend this bowl to the Buddha and pay homage to the two masters."

After drinking another bowl, Teacher Xia filled up the wine again: "This bowl, I would like to pay tribute to the sisters here."
Chapter completed!