Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 602 The Father is watching you

"A high monk?!"

He was instantly engulfed in flames, passing away and returning to the world. The ancient stone platform beneath his feet, inscribed with esoteric Buddhist mantras, and the eight-petaled lotus flower were all shattered along with it.

The people behind were all shocked. The group exchanged glances and knew what to do.

First, they divided up the remaining food, and then everyone went home.

At the same time, new legends emerged.

Divine punishment descends from the heavens; purple flames will burn atop the snow-capped mountains. Two goddesses, wielding swords, will sweep away evil, and anyone who tries to stop them will perish on the snow-capped mountains.

Subsequently, two more deities were enshrined in the plateau and worshipped by the holy kings. Their identities were the Dharma protectors of Buddhism, the Sword-Holding Dharma King.

The two figures, one large and one small, each wielding a sword, stand on a skull, draped in colorful silk, and are sculpted in a magnificent and opulent manner, reflecting local characteristics.

It's always a safe bet to place the villain on a pedestal.

This is indeed very much in line with the traditional operating style of Buddhism.

Xiaoqing and her master were naturally unaware that they had become guardian deities of the Tantric sect. If they had known, they might have turned back and attacked them. How could anyone treat people so cruelly?

They were happily heading home, carrying their valuables.

Meanwhile, the Qiantang River was bustling with activity.

Dean Yu of Jintian Academy ate a peck of rice and more than ten kilograms of meat this morning, showing off his meal with great fanfare, which surprised everyone who saw it.

Besides being amazed by the elderly person's large appetite, I was also worried about whether their stomach could handle eating such greasy food so early in the morning.

Lian Po ate like this to prove he was in great health, but it probably wasn't breakfast he was eating.

However, no one in the academy dared to dissuade them, and those who were well-informed knew how embarrassing the recent turmoil was for the dean.

Everyone quietly dispersed to focus on teaching, but their minds were still disturbed by the commotion in the backyard.

The old man began practicing his boxing in the open space. His movements were powerful and vigorous, with the air currents initially scattered before condensing, as if he were exploring the extent of his strength.

The loud banging was like thunder, which meant that the people of Qiantang were incredibly accepting of it; otherwise, people in the surrounding areas would definitely have reported it to the authorities.

In the early morning, a horse-drawn carriage discreetly entered the most dangerous place in Jiangnan.

Zhou Ju lifted the carriage curtain and remarked that the people of Qiantang were truly kind; it was clear that the previous magistrate had governed very well.

Song Youde is a person of questionable character. He attacked his teacher and impeached himself. He is definitely not an upright or honest person.

But their abilities are still quite good.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
As he approached West Lake, he heard a series of loud noises, which made him feel uneasy.

Excuse me, may I ask what this is?

"I don't know." The townspeople's attitude—"I don't know, but there's no need for me to know"—left Zhou Ju completely baffled.

As the carriage approached the academy, the sound of thunder grew louder, his pupils contracted, and cold sweat poured down his body.

"Lord Zhou, we've arrived."

Lord Zhou tried to remain calm, coughed lightly, and as he calmly stepped out of the carriage, his legs suddenly gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

It looks just like a wilted, crooked tree.

Okay, he's still scared.

He felt no such panic when facing Xu Xuan, the common people, or even other officials.

The students passing by hesitated to help the middle-aged scholar, who appeared to be seriously ill.

"Come in."

A voice came, and Zhou Ju walked shakily to the back of the academy, where he saw his teacher's fist.

Suddenly everything went dark; it was already noon. Suddenly everything went dark; it was already evening.

Suddenly everything went dark; it was already midnight.

Suddenly everything went dark; it was already morning.

The pain was unbearable; every inch of his skin, flesh, and bones groaned. The force that struck his body did not dissipate or destroy him, but remained there.

The scholar-knight was incredibly skilled in the application of force; in terms of fist and foot techniques alone, he far surpassed Iron Palm Zhen Qiantang.

"come over."

Overwhelmed by fear, Zhou Ju slowly moved into the study. Finally, in a state of clarity, he saw his teacher and bowed respectfully, baring his teeth.

Yu Gong, however, glared at him with eyes like lightning.

"I took you in because of my guilt towards your mother. Although I was somewhat strict in teaching you, I was still too lenient in comparison."

"That's why you've become the way you are today."

"Even if one cannot achieve the saintly state of being one who shares the joy of the people, the people will still share in his joy; and one who shares the sorrow of the people, the people will still share in his sorrow."

"One could also stand on a high place and say: 'I sigh deeply and wipe my tears, for the people's lives are full of hardship.'"

"Sigh...it's my fault."

Besides anger, Yu Gong was also heartbroken; teaching such a person was a huge blow to him.

Although Xu Xuanjiao's three extraordinary talents have not yet fully revealed their abilities, their future is definitely promising.

The contrast is too obvious.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ju burst into tears, feeling not only pain but also guilt for embarrassing his teacher.

He indicated that he had failed in his attempt to slay the snake and had not yet properly governed Dongye County.
There were no buts. A letter landed in front of him. It was written by Xu Xuan to Yu Gong when he was in Dongye.

The opening scene is overflowing with Yin and Yang power, the kind that makes your teeth itch just from a glance.

In the letter, Xu was nothing like the humble person he appeared to be outsiders; instead, he arrogantly questioned Old Man Yu's teaching abilities.

How dare he! How could anyone dare!
Zhou Ju was furious and wanted nothing more than to fight that pretty boy to the death. But as he read on, cold sweat poured down his back again.

This guy collected a few things about Prefect Zhou's first day in office and even compiled them into a book.

The information came from the Dongye government and the materials prepared by the state.

The letter was a furious outburst, and it explicitly stated that he had joined forces with Song Youde to send a petition, demanding their cooperation. If they did not cooperate, he would kill Zhou Ju, that crooked tree.

The arrogance of the tone and the domineering nature of the words were so overwhelming that it made one's vision go black.

Xu Xuan knew very well that flattery wouldn't work with Old Man Yu; he had to rely on a head-on approach.

As for the Confucian knight-errant, if you don't have this kind of magnanimity, you can't cultivate an invincible righteous spirit.

After Yu Gong finished being angry, he also cooperated and even deliberately lost face, otherwise a prefect would not have been removed so quickly.

The old man tossed over another stack of papers, which contained thirty ways, written by Xu Xuan, to resolve the Dongye County issue within the rules and using legal means.

Sanqi continued walking through Dongye, and the assignments he completed were also included. The mockery was even more intense.

In particular, Ji's writing has always been very stylish and inspiring.

Almost every proposal was followed by a comment such as "Zhou Ju doesn't understand this," "Zhou Ju can't do this," or "Zhou Ju is not as good as a private school student."

"Song Youde also wrote a copy of Qiantang's merits, demerits, and conduct and sent it over by hand. Take it and these letters and study them carefully."

"Go to Jintian Academy as an instructor, and come back when you have seen through and understood it."

"That old Master Li is of average talent, but his temperament, as young Xu would say, is very representative, which is perfect for tempering your character."

(End of this chapter)