Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Ying Qin Guan said softly, "So, do you believe me now?"

I believe it sometimes, and I don't believe it sometimes.

A complex light flickered in Ying Qin Guan's eyes. He could hardly believe such words came from Zhong Hongyu's mouth. He thought he knew this girl very well... not because they had known each other for a long time or had a good relationship, but because Zhong Hongyu was truly a very easy-going and innocent person. She would bluntly tell the person who was going to become her teacher, "I have a very bad impression of you," upon their first meeting. She would also lash out at her own father after calling the police, simply because she could no longer hold back her tears...

She was such an easy person to understand that Ying Qin Guan once thought he knew her completely. But in reality, she would still give answers that made him feel unfamiliar.

It's like a nocturne suddenly disappearing.

Faced with her sudden disappearance, Mu Nandong remained remarkably calm and composed, leaving behind the words, "An innate enigma, always able to enter anyone's heart at will, yet preventing others from entering hers. Despicable fellow, it's good that you're gone."

Ying Qin Guan could tell that Mu Nan Dong was also reluctant to part, but he calmly accepted reality. Ying Qin Guan couldn't do what he did. He had been in Qi Yao for a long time. At first, he only had Nephalem as a friend, and then slowly he got Jiu Yi, Mu Nan Dong, Yorozuya, Nocturne, Ji Fa... Why did he suddenly disappear like this?

But upon hearing Zhong Hongyu's reply, he suddenly felt somewhat relieved.

Even a child as easy to understand as Zhong Hongyu would give such an unexpected answer. Let alone Nocturne, whose entire being was full of question marks.

Why do we believe sometimes and not believe sometimes?

Zhong Hongyu's feelings became complicated. Her lips trembled a few times, and she was about to say, "I've been having the same dream a lot lately," but she changed the words in the end.

"Well... the idea is actually quite simple," Zhong Hongyu said. "Now, if goddesses really existed, they would be defined as a special alien race. But there are still many people who believe in goddesses and pray to them every day... Why do they do that?"

"why?"

Zhong Hongyu honestly replied, "Because it doesn't cost any money to believe it, so why not?"

"That's really..." Hearing this answer, Ying Qin Guan couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head with a smile. "But fate is different from a goddess. If you believe in a goddess, she will probably bring you good things, but fate is not so sure."

“Yes.” Zhong Hongyu nodded calmly, recalling the recurring, absurd, and bewildering dream, and the opened basement door.

"So, I only believe in fate when it thinks I can win."

Ying Qin Guan countered, "What if fate decrees that you will lose?"

Zhong Hongyu did not answer. She took out a weapon from her sword pouch, walked to the opposite side of Yingqin Pass, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Teacher," she said, "please enlighten me."

Chapter Sixty-Six: Death Knocks on the Door

On August 14th, late at night, Ying Qin Guan returned to his dormitory.

He looked at himself in the mirror... Because he had just taken a shower, the mirror was fogged up, and the figure in it was blurry. Rather than looking at himself in the mirror, it was more like he was in a daze, or perhaps he was thinking about something.

After a long, long time, he sighed softly.

"Seriously... I got a lesson."

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The Seven Luminaries have many festivals, borrowed, imitated, and pieced together from various countries. But they mostly only capture the form, not the spirit, and sometimes they don't even have the form... But to be honest, most people in the Seven Luminaries don't care about these things. For them, apart from National Day on November 9th, the Third Princess Festival on March 3rd, and the Fish Festival on May 12th, the other festivals are all the same. If they can have a day off, then it's a good holiday; otherwise, it's not.

By this standard, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th is clearly not a good holiday, because there is no public holiday.

Therefore, although it has the name of a festival, it does not have the substance of a festival.

On August 15th, Ying Qin Guan was woken up by a phone call from his boss. A telephone had been specially installed in his room, arranged by the military. Other teachers could only use the phone booth on the first floor. But that was unreliable, so it was basically controlled by the dormitory supervisor on the first floor, who relayed various information, resulting in a significant change in her workload and salary.

The boss told Ying Qin Guan in a very weak tone... Ah He had been working on mooncakes since last night, saying that the traditional culture of Nan Qin could not be lost, that the students of the Imperial Academy should experience the customs of a foreign land, that she should set up a few stalls in the Imperial Academy to distribute the mooncakes she made for free, and that she had even hired a few people... In short, good luck to them.

At the end of the call, Ying Qin Guan heard the sound of an ambulance siren coming from the other end.

The boss is someone I can get along with.

With a heavy heart, Ying Qin hung up the phone. The last trace of sleepiness that had lingered was quickly dispelled. He quickly dressed, washed up, and prepared to leave the Royal Courtyard, this place of trouble.

But just as he reached the door and grasped the handle, a nightmarish knocking sounded.

"Teacher Ying, zaima? I have some new products here, free of charge! You might like them!"

In that instant, the terrifying aura that rushed towards him almost suffocated Ying Qin Guan. Forget about setting up stalls all over the Imperial Palace to catch unlucky souls... I've already been come knocking on my door!

"If I had known, I wouldn't have washed my face and would have just left... No, if I hadn't washed my face, I probably would have run into them on the way, and that would have been an even more desperate situation!"

"Now, it's not that there's no chance..."

Ying Qin Guan reacted quickly, immediately suppressing the urge to reply "not here." He tiptoed back without making a sound.

"Teacher Ying, are you awake? You shouldn't be up yet at this hour, right? I knew you must still be inside!"

Ah He, you're a famous detective!

Forgetting to praise Ahe, Ying Qin Guan had already slipped to the bedside. He usually kept the windows open for ventilation. However, this summer was exceptionally hot, and he'd been running the air conditioner constantly, so the windows were naturally kept closed. The windows in the teachers' dormitory were antique wooden windows... supposedly from over two years ago. Because of the fall of the Southern Qin state, there was a plan to preserve the culture of this once-great cultural nation. But halfway through, they found it too troublesome and abandoned the project, leaving behind only this somewhat out-of-place window.

Normally, there would be almost no problem, but now, this window has become Ying Qin Guan's death knell... It makes a certain noise when it opens. But Ying Qin Guan doesn't know when it will make a noise or when it won't.

"What should I do? Pretend I'm not there, or should I take a desperate gamble and escape through the window?!"

Ying Qin Guan was sweating profusely and unable to make a decision for a moment.

Ahe, who was outside the door, received no response and became puzzled.

"Oh...Is Teacher Ying not here? Then I'll leave it by the door."

Oh right! Just leave it by the door!

Ying Qin was overjoyed. It was truly a wonderful thing to express one's true feelings!

But then, Ah-He's next words plunged him back into hell.

"No...it won't do. If we leave it by the door, someone might take it, and cats and dogs often sneak in..."

These words made sense, and Ying Qin Guan, who was in the room, nodded repeatedly. Indeed, it was very unfriendly for both parties to have their gifts eaten by cats and dogs.

Then, Ahe's slightly melancholy voice continued to ring out.

"It wouldn't be good if the kittens and puppies got sick from eating it."

"..?"

"??"

"?!!"

What! Attention! Point! Is! This! It! Is! It!?

You just said you 'got an upset stomach', right?

I said it! I absolutely said it! You just said 'I got an upset stomach'! You admitted it yourself, didn't you?! It wasn't food at all, it was some kind of monstrous dish meant to kill! The cats and dogs got sick from eating it, but I'm fine?! And you're more worried about them getting an upset stomach than about them rummaging through your gift?! At least worry a little about me, the recipient of the gift!

Ying Qin Guan was internally ranting, but he remained motionless.

He figured it out; there was no need to risk opening the window and jumping out to escape. He could just stay put.

Hmph... As long as I keep quiet, you won't be able to get in. After a while, you'll definitely give up and think I've already left.

Thinking of this, Ying Qin's mind relaxed a little, and he breathed a silent sigh of relief. Even the Earth Mother Goddess couldn't make him this nervous back then, but Ahe did. I don't need to say more about who the progenitor is, right?

The false progenitor: only knows basic attacks, has no skills with names, only revives once every four thousand years, and dies immediately after reviving. Even when it tries to burrow underground, it gets squeezed out and is constantly being attacked.

The true progenitor: possessing the multi-shadow clone technique with unlimited endurance, she can be seen anywhere. She is proficient in the specialized skills of hundreds of professions, and is multi-talented. Even when she was leaning against a wall, she frightened the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin to the corner of the wall with just her voice, almost turning him into a meme.

"But it seems Teacher Ying has already left, what should we do..."

Hmph, there's nothing you can do now!

Ahe's voice sounded troubled, but Ying Qin showed no remorse whatsoever.

"Ah! I've got it!" Ahe suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher Ying told me that he sometimes forgets his keys and asks Teacher Mu to open the door for him. At this time, Teacher Mu should still be in the dormitory, so let's go find Teacher Mu and ask him to open the door for us. We can also give him some things while we're at it."

"Wh...what!"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Will of Heaven Is Hard to Defy

They actually had this trick up their sleeve?!

Ying Qin was shocked.

Did I mention this myself? Yes?! Maybe I did, but something so embarrassing is something you might just casually mention. Shouldn't this be forgotten by the afternoon, like "the fried pork cutlet I ate for lunch today"?

Why could I remember...? No, it's pointless to think about these things now.

In that case, there's only one choice left...

Ying Qin Guan looked at the window behind him; it did make some noise when it opened and closed. But Ahe's hearing wasn't very good either, so he'd jump out the window when she was away from his door.

"No, wait... Does Mu Nandong know about Ahe's cooking skills? He probably does, right? No, it's hard to say..."

When Ying Qin Guan first joined the Imperial Court, he witnessed a brief encounter between Mu Nan Dong and A He regarding their culinary skills. However, at that time, A He hadn't yet revealed her terrifying true nature. Did Mu Nan Dong know anything about her? If not, what would happen if he rashly ate something...?

【“..”】

After a fierce internal struggle, Ying Qin Guan finally made his choice.

"It's alright, Mu Nandong will definitely be fine. He'll be able to see through it. Compared to that, it's better to worry about yourself!"

Ahe's footsteps sounded and then faded into the distance. Without hesitation, Ying Qin Guan took the opportunity to open the window, close it behind him, and leap out, disappearing in a flash.

In short... I definitely can't stay at the Imperial Palace anymore.

Feeling uneasy about betraying his teammates, Ying Qin Guan left the Imperial Court. After a moment's thought, he decided to visit the Odd Jobs Shop, where those two were probably bored. Although they always had some work to do during holidays, having been in the Seven Luminaries for so long, Ying Qin Guan could roughly tell which holidays had a festive atmosphere and which didn't. Today, they would most likely be idling in the Odd Jobs Shop.

However, when it came time to hail a taxi, it took quite a while, which is relatively rare in Qiyao, but it's not unheard of.

"Maybe I should buy myself a car..."

While waiting, Ying Qin had this thought in mind: he was someone who rarely went out. However, the difference between having a car and not having it is truly significant.

"But it seems like I still need to take a driving test, and that guy, Hime, seems to be having a hard time..."

Ji Fa has recently become a laughing stock at the Imperial Academy, suffering huge setbacks in various aspects. Legend has it that when she was closest to getting her driver's license, on the last stretch of the return trip after her third driving test, a dog suddenly fell from the sky. Ji Fa instinctively turned the steering wheel, instantly losing her license. She failed five times, starting all over again. Then, dragging a sullen face, she returned to the Imperial Academy and played mahjong. On the last tile of the game, she won a "full house" (a winning hand) and got two "double full" tiles. Then she went to play Time Warp, playing three games in half an hour, seven rounds in total, and winning six "lucky" tiles. She was so angry that she ran to the training ground to fight, and then, surrounded by a group of teachers and students...

She was defeated by the rapidly improving Fu Feihan.

In short, the deceased was in a stable emotional state.

While Ying Qin Guan was lost in thought, a car finally arrived and took him to the Everything Shop.

As he got out of the car, a super luxury car pulled up next to him... Ying Qin Guan didn't recognize cars. But the sports car's design was so flashy, it practically screamed "A scratch and you're bankrupt, a dent and you're a slave." Ying Qin Guan conservatively estimated that the car's price would probably put Jiu Yi in jail for twenty years.

The car owner opened the door and got out... It was a Nephalem!

Nephalem also saw Ying Qin Pass, walked over, shrugged, and said, "What brings you here today?"