Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 380 Zhu Family Daughter

"Please come in, gentlemen. Three first-class rooms have been prepared."

The waiters were also professionally trained. Even though the bald man looked lifeless and was carried up, they seemed not to notice and still prepared three superior rooms.

You can put corpses or luggage there, it's fine with you, just make sure the ship prepares three meals.

This dramatic change in treatment left the young man who had come along feeling as if he were in a dream.

Although I don't know if the hero's friend can also use a flying sword to behead people, he must be an extremely wealthy person.

This is how Yan Renying's first impression was formed.

And the evil sorcerers waiting in the remote mountains
Is this the road?

"No doubt about it, that bastard was penniless but thought himself a member of a prestigious family. He pawned everything he owned to get a beat-up car. Where else would he go but here?"

"What if he..."

"If things don't work out, the path of the sword immortal is all about stubbornness and fighting your way out."

Meanwhile, the person they were waiting for was already enjoying a banquet on the deck, and taking the opportunity to admire the beautiful scenery of the Han River was also quite pleasant.

Even if this group of people realized what was happening, they would have missed the best opportunity, because Xu, who was far away in Chongqi, had arranged much more than just this.

In the butterfly, Yan Chixia wrote that he was seriously injured, still carrying the legacy of the Shu Mountain sect, and surrounded by demons, and urgently needed help.

Out of the deep camaraderie forged in Guobei, and the pressure of recruiting new members for Bao'antang.

Naturally, people should be sent to welcome and protect them.

Master Mao and Master Gui have already set off with their equipment and elixirs, heading upstream in the hope of meeting up midway as soon as possible.

Xu Xuan felt he had done everything he could, and also lamented that he was still living in a remote corner of the world.

Two years was only enough to expand the map's boundaries to Xunyang; if it had covered the entire Shu region, it wouldn't have been so complicated.

I opened the map and looked at it, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Shushan is a renowned sword-cultivation sect, and it's no exaggeration to call it the top sect in the Southwest region.

The labels are: lots of people, good at fighting, and love to fight.

When Yan Chixia fought the tree demon, he was already at the peak of the second realm of the Sword Heart Shattered. At that time, something had already happened at Mount Shu.

Therefore, it was to be expected that he would be defeated and forced to flee in a sorry state after returning to Shu.

"And the one who could bring disaster to Mount Shu is the Blood Demon."

"I'll have to level up a bit more before I can tackle this dungeon."

"The water is deep in that place."

The Sichuan region is the private domain of many Taoist sects, and there may be some reasons for this that they are unaware of.

Huh?
The letter from the Governor of Yizhou pleading for help stated that chaos had broken out in Jianwei County and a demon had emerged.

It's true?!
He always thought it was a tactic used in court infighting, but he didn't expect you guys to be playing it so realistically.

In that case, the Grand Secretary's journey there was indeed a place where he could put his talents to good use; it was not simply an exile.

The power of righteousness in the court to contend with petty people is far less useful than suppressing demons and monsters.

The security issue will be quite difficult to handle, and I will have to remind you about it then.

Just as Xu Xuan was racking his brains over the changes in Shu, some unknown changes were also taking place in Shangyu, which was very close by.

After the Zhu family girl's soul returned to her body, she became enlightened.

She's still kind, but something's not quite right about her.

How can someone go from being a clueless, stupid young lady to suddenly becoming a clever, witty, and audacious young lady?

Although he still doesn't know anything, he's actually starting to study.

He reads books, practices swordsmanship, and even wants to ride horses.

Of course, the methods of making a fool of oneself have also evolved, becoming increasingly complicated.

Some servants were even frightened by the ghostly figures burning paper money in the middle of the night; such methods are truly beyond words.

Even Master Zhu was a bit of a headache. Although his daughter was disobedient in the past, she was nothing more than stubbornness that had no effect on the surface.

Lately, he's even managed to spout a bunch of fallacies to annoy him.

Even the finest pearl powder couldn't stop the rampant growth of wrinkles on his face; this wretched child was infuriating him. The worst part was, she wasn't even afraid of him?!

If they weren't afraid of the head of the household, what would they do?! People would laugh at them if they told anyone!

As expected, today saw another clash between father and daughter, with Zhu Yingtai's unreasonable demands infuriating her father.

"Lock him in the attic. He won't be out until he admits his mistake!"

Amidst the roar, Zhu Yingtai calmly walked into the attic.

The maidservant, who was following behind, turned pale with fright and frantically tried to persuade her mistress not to oppose the master anymore.

"Oppose me? No, I haven't."

"Besides, it's not that scary when Father gets angry."

"Huh?" The maid was somewhat shocked. "Isn't this scary?"
After Zhu Yingtai was resurrected, she indeed felt that her old father was no longer scary. He had hands and feet and looked quite like a human being, and he no longer emitted black aura.

As for solitary confinement, it is a necessary price to pay on the road to freedom, and it is the least of those.

Undeterred, the young lady of the Zhu family picked up a scroll and began slashing wildly, calling it sword practice.

That night, when Mrs. Zhu came to deliver dinner, she was also troubled by her daughter's nonchalant attitude.

I can't help but ask you, what exactly do you want to settle down in peace?

"Mother, I want to go to school."

"I have invited you to my home."

“The tutors I hired before were not very knowledgeable and could not teach me at all.”

Madam Zhu was somewhat speechless. Was it that the teacher couldn't teach her?

After the daughter was brought back to life, she did indeed become more intelligent, but at the same time, she became even more of a headache.

They've come up with all sorts of new tricks to outsmart their family members—what are they going to do?

If this continues, she'll really become a female demon, and if she ruins her reputation, who would want to marry her?

So he said in an annoyed tone:

"It's because you yourself don't have the demeanor of a proper lady at all."

“When the teacher comes to the house, he plays all sorts of tricks on us. Scholars value their reputation, so they can’t learn anything from him by humiliating him like this.”

Little did they know that this was a tactic—to lower people's expectations.

If you turn a small problem into a big one, then when a solution to the problem comes along, it will be much easier to get approved.

Zhu Yingtai rolled her eyes and realized that the groundwork laid over the past few days had already given her family a headache.

So he said:

"How did Mother learn so many principles? I wish I could learn from her."

The little tactic Xu Xuan casually suggested before leaving was really dirty.

But it's really useful.

Madam Zhu was suddenly taken aback.
A flashback occurred, and images of Nanshan, Chongqi, the back mountain, and that scholar appeared in my mind.
When her eyes were a little dazed, Zhu Yingtai nestled in his arms like a little fox, her heart filled with the excitement of eight hundred little voices.

That handsome monk was definitely up to something!

However, in order to be able to go to Chongqi to study, she mustered up all her willpower to restrain herself from asking the question, for fear of triggering her emotions.

When Madam Zhu came to her senses, her expression became somewhat subtle, even cold and stern.

"You want to learn principles, right? I'll discuss it with your father."

After saying that, he left in a hurry, not looking very composed.

Zhu Yingtai stuck out her tongue. "Mother, please don't be offended. It's just that this grand mansion is really too boring."

I just wanted to go out and see the world.

A butterfly flew past the window, but the little girl paid no attention to its freedom of flight or the beauty of its wings.

Instead, he thought of the terrifying river of blood, the Ksitigarbha Sutra flying everywhere, the black mountains that blot out the sun, and the fleeting brilliance of flowers blooming in hell.

(End of this chapter)