Chapter 191 If You Don't Want Him to Die, Just Shut Up!

Zheng Qingfang knew that there were three principals in Zhongzhou Academy. Needless to say, An Xinhui was so famous that no one in the entire Jinling City did not know her. She was of high moral character. Like her grandfather, she would never be selfish and let others go through the back door.

Wang Su is a four-star famous teacher, and he is also a well-known perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder.

To be honest, Sun Mo graduated from Songyang College.

No matter how Zheng Qingfang thought about it, he didn't think Wang Su would appreciate Sun Mo, so it was impossible for him to seek a position in the school.

Then, after all the calculations, only Zhang Hanfu was left.

"Uncle Zheng, what are you talking about?"

Sun Mo has a black line on his forehead. Even a handsome guy like me can be born by someone like Tudou Zhang? He can't even find a goddess-level wife!

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Zheng Qingfang apologized and smiled embarrassedly: "Your painting skills are excellent, and your writing is also good. I think you will appreciate it very much, right?"

From Zheng Qingfang's point of view, Sun Mo is a famous painter who has mastered the realm of brilliant brushwork and flowers, so it is not surprising that he is valued by An Xinhui.

"No, she didn't know I could draw!"

Sun Mo shook his head. Ever since he drew character illustrations for Journey to the West that day, he hasn't touched a pen, and he draws spirit gathering patterns every day.

"Forehead!"

Zheng Qingfang was at a loss for words. He said in his heart, little brother, I have never seen you so incapable of chatting before. How can you answer this question and let me answer the topic?

And if you don't paint, it's a waste of time.

"In half a month, I'm going to enter the dark continent, and I don't have time to write "Journey to the West" for the time being."

Sun Mo told the truth to save Zheng Qingfang from worrying about it.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned: "Have you been tricked?"

"No!"

Sun Mo was puzzled.

"Then you just joined the job, why were you arranged to go to the Dark Continent? Do you know where that is?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo. He had heard that Sun Mo would not write "Journey to the West", but he was greatly disappointed. He was about to persuade him not to let a divine book disappear, but when he heard these four words, he was immediately shocked.

"Know!"

Sun Mo nodded, that deity had also been there, but only reached the second floor at the farthest.

Yes, according to all the current information, everyone knows that there are five layers in the Dark Continent, and each layer has different laws of nature.

For example, on the first floor, the spiritual energy of the Dark Continent is not as stable as that of the Middle Earth and Kyushu, but is in a state like the ocean tides, constantly surging.

This phenomenon has also caused differences in spiritual pressure in different regions.

The so-called spiritual pressure is the pressure generated by the spiritual energy. The stronger the spiritual energy, the higher the spiritual pressure.

It doesn't matter if you are active in the low spiritual pressure area, but you must be careful when you are in the high spiritual pressure area. If it exceeds a certain value, the body organs will be crushed and damaged.

So if you want to explore ruins and dig secret treasures in the dark continent, the first thing you have to learn is to distinguish the spiritual pressure tide and be able to survive.

"Know you're still going? Are you dying?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned. As a past person, he advised Sun Mo: "What you need to do now is to study hard, increase your teaching strength, and then accept apprentices, start classes, and gain a firm foothold in Zhongzhou University, instead of going to the dark continent to take risks."

"But my students are going, so I'm going to follow."

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

"what?"

Zheng Qingfang thought he had heard it wrong: "Is it the little girl who was with you that day? If I remember correctly, she hasn't succeeded in forging yet, right? Did she go to the Dark Continent to die?"

"She's not the only one."

Sun Mo smiled: "It's better to go to the Dark Continent in advance to see her, I will protect her."

"Wait, take the liberty to ask, how many students do you have?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

"Six!"

Sun Mo answered truthfully.

"several?"

Zheng Qingfang was also used to seeing big storms. In the court hall, he didn't blink his eyelids when he saw a political enemy being dismissed from office by the emperor and directly beaten to death by the guards, but now, he was a little surprised!

"Six!"

Sun Mo reached out and compared a six.

Zheng Qingfang raised his hand and shook it in front of Sun Mo's eyes: "Have you been having a bad time recently and have hallucinations?"

No wonder Zheng Qingfang didn't believe that a student's apprenticeship was a major event in his life, because after apprenticeship, if he went to another teacher, his reputation would be ruined, and the hat of a slave with two surnames would definitely not be taken off.

So who is not careful about this almost once-in-a-lifetime thing?

It's not that Zheng Qingfang looks down on Sun Mo, you're just an intern teacher, right? Well, even if you get hired, how can you possibly get six students?

Wait, that's not the point here.

"Little brother, I understand your urgency to be a teacher, but you can't be in a hurry to accept an apprentice. Once you accept an apprentice, you have to take care of the student as half a child, and you can't have any slack."

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a while, but still said it: "If your qualifications are not good and your conduct is not good, you can't accept it, so you must observe it for a while!"

"I know, I am quite satisfied with my six students."

Sun Mo is very grateful to Zheng Qingfang. After all, he should pay attention to his image as a big boss. Just like the obvious discriminatory words just now, he can't say it, but he said it for Sun Mo's sake.

"you……"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, disappointed, but everyone has his own aspirations: "I have a student who has been by my side for too long. I want him to go to the Dark Continent to see him. Sun Mo, can you help me take care of him?"

Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, then his heart warmed, and he clasped his fists towards Zheng Qingfang. They wanted to send a master to protect himself and the students.

Old Zheng was worried that speaking out directly would make him feel ashamed, so he said the opposite.

"It doesn't matter if you die, that "Journey to the West" will be lost."

Zheng Qingfang was originally joking, but after he finished speaking, he quickly spit out a few mouthfuls, saying that it was really unlucky to die.

"Should I dictate it to you? I really don't want to write it."

Sun Mo has no time to do this.

"If you think about it again, this book is selling very well, and now Jinling paper is expensive. In two months, it won't be a problem for the entire Tang Kingdom to be popular."

Zheng Qingfang sighed that Sun Mo's book can be remembered in history.

"Ha ha!"

Sun Mo was not interested.

"You are such a waste of money. The incomplete "Journey to the West" is simply the greatest regret in the history of Tang literature."

Zheng Qingfang was extremely disappointed.

"Sorry, my ideal is to teach and educate people, and to teach a few good students who have become famous is more satisfying than writing a blockbuster novel."

Sun Mo apologized.

Hearing this, Zheng Qingfang immediately became awe-inspiring, with a look of shame on his face, and clasped his fists at Sun Mo: "It's you who should apologize, it's because my vision is too narrow."

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +50, friendly (90/100).

As a literati, as an important court official, Zheng Qingfang is more aware of the importance of talents, and it can be said that the ideal of Sun Mo cannot be more lofty.

"Uncle Zheng!"

Sun Mo hurriedly stepped aside, he couldn't bear such a big gift.

"Since I can't see you write the second half of the book, let me dictate it so I can enjoy it?"

Zheng Qingfang immediately transformed into a giraffe waiting to feed, and looked at Sun Mo eagerly.

"it is good!"

Sun Mo began to dictate the plot.

Zheng Qingfang was fascinated by it. It was really amazing, especially when the four teachers and apprentice drank the water of the Zimu River by mistake, and they were pregnant. He was stunned.

And this kind of operation?

Then Tang Sanzang showed mercy to his daughter's country. Hearing that Sanzang was emotional, and his daughter, the king, was infatuated with him and would never marry, Zheng Qingfang immediately sighed.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you finished massaging ten people, completed the task, and rewarded a black iron treasure chest."

The system prompt sounded suddenly.

"..."

Sun Mo is speechless, you have delayed too long, haven't you? He guessed that he was going to stay with Mr. Zheng today, so he opened the treasure box easily.

After the brilliance flashed, there was nothing.

"I'm sorry, your luck is not good, please come again next time!"

After the system finished speaking, I couldn't help it, and laughed out loud. I've seen a lot of people with bad luck, but it's really rare for an African chief like you to be black.

"..."

Sun Mo wanted to hit someone, I know I'm an African chief, but do I have to be so thorough? You are the dark soil, give me a pinch, too?

Hearing the taunting of the system, Sun Mo was about to have a three-spout burst of quality when he suddenly thumped and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zheng?"

Sun Mo was startled, and quickly reached out to check his pulse.

"master!"

The moment Zheng Qingfang fell, seven burly men with panicked expressions rushed over from the woods next to him.

"Quick, clear the way!"

The big man at the head ran the fastest, and he reached out to carry Zheng Qingfang on his back.

"no!"

Sun Mo grabbed the big man's hand.

"Let go, if you delay the master's treatment, your entire family's heads will be chopped off to make amends."

The big man roared.

"A blood vessel in his mind was broken. Even if you only run for a minute with your back on your back, that bump is enough to make him burst more blood vessels and die."

As Sun Mo said that, he put his hands on Zheng Qingfang's head and performed the blood-activating technique.

"what!"

Originally pale, he suddenly screamed at Zheng Qingfang, who had fallen into a coma, and his painful facial features were twisted into a ball.

"what are you doing?"

The big men were frightened and angry, and drew their swords to face each other.

"If you don't want him to die, just shut up!"

Sun Mo growled.

When the students passing by saw this scene, they ran over immediately, and when they found out that Sun Mo was besieged, they immediately called out.

"Teacher Sun is in danger!"

The students were not afraid of these menacing men, but stood in front of Sun Mo.

"Go away, court death!"

Sun Mo shouted at the students. He was really worried that these guards would be too nervous.

"This is an old problem for our master, don't mess around, or you will die!"

"Where's the doctor at your school, go and call!"

"Go and call your principal!"

The guards shouted.

"I said shut up, don't you fucking understand human language?"

Sun Mo was annoyed: "Don't distract me!"

This kind of cerebral hemorrhage, even in modern times, as long as the first aid is not timely, even if the life is saved, it is either dementia or hemiplegia.

Sun Mo's blood-activating technique is only at the specialization level. Without the help of the Philosopher, he can only go all out: "Go and tell Principal An!"