Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Thinking this, he subconsciously looked at Nocturne, hoping that the other side was also a traitor.

Just then, the other person looked at him, and after their eyes met, Miss Nocturne smiled slightly and said, "I understand."

—So throughout the entire game, Ying Qin Guan failed to play a single "Kill" card.

In the end, Nocturne perfectly controlled the situation, securing a quadra kill as the traitor.

Ying Qin Guan complained about the Nephalem. Knowing his personality, the Nephalem didn't want to respond, but Ying Qin Guan went too far, trying to shift all the blame onto him. The Nephalem couldn't help but retort, but Ying Qin Guan threw down his cards and said toughly, "Come on, let's review the game!"

"This place, right here, why don't you..."

Ying Qin Guan fell silent as he spoke.

He should have been able to make a flawless move in this situation, but why didn't he?

It was because of this place that Miss Nocturne killed a traitor and snowballed into an invincible force... Was it his fault?

When it comes to memory, Ying Qinguan couldn't even remember the route. But when it came to playing cards, he could recall every single card played by everyone, even the suit and rank. So he started desperately trying to find a way to shift the blame... but he couldn't find one.

He calmly raised his head and said, "We're all seasoned card players. I can only say that those who know, know; those who don't, there's no point in me explaining. It's obvious that the blame lies with Nephalem. Okay, that's it. Move on to the next round."

The platypus's last act of defiance.

Some people become riddle tellers because they enjoy being riddle tellers, while others become riddle tellers because they can't say anything at all.

By dinner time, Ying Qin Guan had unlocked numerous new and old ways to die suddenly, including: "A big advantage leads to the mistaken killing of a loyal minister and the game being turned around", "A loyal minister is killed by the lord, leading to the game being turned around", "Being instantly killed at the start and watching others play a drawn-out game", "A rebel jumps at the start and is killed by four people, one by one", "The lord is killed when his own general card is flipped over", "He is the lord and a loyal minister, an unyielding loser of the country, but is killed by four people", "A genius mathematician is standing next to him and has his hand wiped out by four steal cards, leaving him to wait for death", and so on.

It was getting late, so the five of them finished playing cards and decided to go get some food first.

Ying Qin Guan stood at the door, looking dazed.

He turned his head, as if entering a state of enlightenment, his voice dreamlike and ethereal, seemingly unreal.

"After playing cards all afternoon, what did I gain, and what did I lose?"

"I wasted an afternoon and learned nothing."

"Think about it, Nephalem, playing cards is such a meaningless activity. It demoralizes me and wastes my money."

"I swear I will never gamble again. I want to save my life."

"What do you think, Nephalem?"

Ying Qinguan turned his head to look, seeking approval.

However, Nephalem was walking with Jiu Yi.

"The cafeteria has been renovated again."

"Yes, there are many new stores. The stores that opened when we were in school are basically nowhere to be found now."

"Where is Jade Beauty Pavilion?"

"It's closed too, so I moved to another one."

"My youth is over."

Ignored, Ying Qin Guan stood in the cold wind, let out a long sigh, and then suddenly raised his head and glared at him!

Nephalem stumbled and fell flat on his face.

Jiu Yi's expression immediately turned like that of an old man on the subway, and he sighed, "It seems you really haven't been training much since graduation. But no matter what, it's too much for your martial arts skills to have declined like this."

"Boss... do you think you're some kind of pretty girl who can use falling flat on her face as a selling point?" Miss Yin covered her face and complained.

Nocturne smiled and opened his fan without saying a word.

Nephalem had nowhere to hide his shame, and could only shout in grief and indignation, "Ying Qin Guan! You bastard!"

Ying Qin Guan whistled and left contentedly, just like the nocturne he sang under the goddess statue that day, "The woman is so beautiful, how can the goddess compare?"

Chapter Twelve: The Demon of the Gu Heart

"You can't play cards anymore."

After being beaten and forced to quit his internet addiction for an entire afternoon, Ying Qin Guan, having learned his lesson, decided to stop playing cards. He wandered around the school, found a bookstore, and bought a few recommended books from the clerk, intending to take them back to his dormitory to read and pass the time. By the time he had gone back and forth, choosing books and getting lost, it was already completely dark.

"Why build such a large combat department..."

The number of students in the Martial Arts Department is actually relatively small; the number in the Social Sciences Department is more than fifty times that of the Martial Arts Department, which is divided into more than ten colleges including Law, Finance, and Medicine. However, the Martial Arts Department occupies almost one-tenth the area of ​​the Social Sciences Department, which is really unfair in terms of numbers. Ying Qin Pass has seen several huge martial arts arenas along the way—of course, not all of them are as well-equipped as the Bird's Nest. Some martial arts arenas are simply areas that have been divided up and weapon racks placed on the side, which is considered an open-air martial arts arena.

It allows students to make eye contact and start fighting anytime, anywhere. Okay, that's very much a martial arts-themed game.

Of course, at this late hour, there are basically no martial arts students around.

After all, the situation in the Seven Luminaries Empire is different from that in the Southern Qin. Living in this environment, coupled with the existence of a curfew, getting some rest early is the norm.

As Ying Qin Guan was thinking this, he walked quickly towards the arena and suddenly heard a low shout coming from the side.

It's obvious that someone inside is practicing martial arts.

He stopped in his tracks, his dead fish eyes twitching.

"You're making me a little embarrassed."

"You're really working hard..."

"Speaking of which, the Imperial Household Agency does have a curfew, right... but what exactly is it? I don't have a watch on my wrist... oh well, I should have a pretty good idea."

He kept walking and casually turned his head to look. The martial arts arena happened to be open-air, and because of the dim light, Ying Qin Guan couldn't see the people inside very clearly.

He didn't pay any attention and quickly left.

Back in the teachers' dormitory, Ying Qin Guan took out the books he had bought—he knew himself very well and hadn't bought any professional books.

He randomly picked a book, read the beginning, and for some reason started yawning repeatedly and soon fell asleep.

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The following day, when Ying Qin Pass passed by the martial arts arena again, it had been cordoned off, and several teachers were driving the students away. But since it was open-air, everything inside was still clearly visible.

Jiu Yi and several teachers whom Ying Qin Guan didn't recognize stood next to a piece of cloth, under which was clearly the shape of a person... They were discussing something.

Based on his past experience, Ying Qin Guan believed that the person under the cloth was dead. He had dealt with dead people the most in his life, so he was extremely experienced. He could tell whether a person was dead or not just by slashing them with his knife.

He immediately had a bad feeling, so he quickly took a few steps and approached one of the teachers maintaining order, asking, "What happened?"

"None of your business, continue with your class..." The teacher repeated this sentence countless times, and subconsciously turned around to look at Ying Qin Guan. He felt that Ying Qin Guan really didn't look like a student; he was lifeless and devoid of energy. The teacher immediately became wary and asked, "Who are you?"

"A new instructor in the Martial Arts Department." Ying Qin Guan showed his card.

After confirming the information, the other party said, "Someone is dead... The body is very strange. We are still confirming the identity and do not know how the person died. We will have to wait for Mu Nandong to arrive to determine the cause."

Mu Nandong, also known as the cold-faced young man Ying Xiang first met at Qin Shan Ju and the teachers' dormitory, is a learned scholar and a walking encyclopedia.

There is a widely circulated saying in the Imperial Palace: "Nothing to do is a nocturne, but trouble is a wooden pine tree."

"Nothing to do" is because Miss Nocturne is knowledgeable in all things, skilled in singing and dancing, proficient in all the arts, and witty. When people are bored, they go to the Department of Arts to audit Professor Nocturne's classes. "Something to do" is because Mu Nandong is a learned man who knows almost everything. He is also the top student in the Department of Alchemy and is an all-rounder. However, because he is ruthless, foul-mouthed, and has a bad temper, he never gives anyone a good look. In addition, due to his family background, people only think of him when something happens.

As the two were talking, they saw the cold-faced Mu Nandong walking quickly from a distance and going straight inside.

Ying Qin Guan asked, "May I go in and take a look?"

The teacher said, "It's inconvenient."

“I passed by here last night and saw something that might be helpful.”

So Ying Qinguan was allowed in.

"You passed through here last night?" Mu Nandong squatted down with a cold expression, even though the principal was also there. He had only just arrived, but his voice was very authoritative, as if he were the one in charge here.

"Yes... I lost all afternoon playing cards yesterday. After dinner, I thought I shouldn't play cards anymore, but I was so bored and had nothing to do in the evening, so I—"

"Enough with the nonsense, get to the point!"

Ying Qin Guan choked for a moment, then said, "When I passed by here last night... I heard low shouts of martial arts practice coming from inside. But it was already late, and I couldn't see what the people inside looked like."

"About when did this happen?"

"Around 10 o'clock, I spent a long time choosing books."

“It’s past ten o’clock…it’s already curfew, why don’t you go check?” Mu Nandong looked at Ying Qin Guan, but quickly looked away. “But you’re new here. There’s no curfew for teachers, so it’s normal that you don’t know.”

He reached out and lifted the cloth, revealing the corpse inside to everyone around him.

The teachers around him all changed color, but Jiu Yi, as the principal, reacted the worst, almost as if he had taken off a mask of pain.

Only Mu Nandong and Ying Qinguan showed little change in expression.

The corpse looked as if it had been drained of blood, and then all the moisture and muscle were drained away. The skin clung tightly to the skeleton, looking extremely shriveled, as if the only thing missing from the skeleton was that skin.

Even though the methods are strange and the schools have their own special skills, no one could think of any school that could turn a person into this.

"What...what's going on?!"

Jiu Yi found it hard to accept and said in a low voice, "How could it have turned out like this?"

Mu Nandong wasn't in a hurry. He moved to a different spot, looked the body over from head to toe, and after confirming there were no wounds, covered it back up with the cloth.

"Do you have any clues?" Jiu Yi looked at Mu Nandong, eagerly hoping he could give a definite answer.

"This thing still exists in the world..." Mu Nandong withdrew his gaze and said, "It is a creation of Zhang Wudao, the demon of the Northern Qin, the Gu Heart Demon."

Chapter Thirteen: The Demon of Northern Qin

Northern Qin and Southern Qin were actually the same state, but there was a major uprising in the middle that caused a break in the dynasty. Northern Qin was destroyed for five years before Southern Qin was established. However, since both states were called Qin, one was called Northern Qin and the other Southern Qin to distinguish between the two regimes.

“Zhang Wudao…that name sounds familiar.” Jiu Yi stroked his chin.

"A fragile character with only three health points, an ancient general." Ying Qin Guan, who was good at nothing but playing cards, exclaimed, "The Northern Qin sorcerer..."

There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

The fact that someone can be called a monster and be included by a very rigorous board game company like Time Kill already says a lot, and it's almost impossible to clear their name.

“Zhang Wudao, a demon from Northern Qin.” Looking at the expressions on the faces of those around him that said, “I understand the Time-Space Killing technique, but how would I know who he is?” Mu Nandong spoke coldly, “Born in Northern Qin in 17, he was originally a country bumpkin. At the age of nineteen, he mistakenly entered the base of the evil cult White Lotus. He attained enlightenment under the Tree of Human Heads and became the Holy Son of the White Lotus Cult. From then on, he could summon wind and rain, turn beans into soldiers, and was omnipotent. The people of Northern Qin were not enlightened and called him an immortal.”

"In the 43rd year of the Northern Qin Dynasty, he became the National Preceptor of the Northern Qin, levying exorbitant taxes and imposing tyrannical policies, which directly led to the great uprising that followed... Of course, these are not the main points. The main point is the Gu Xinmo."

Mu Nandong said, "We won't discuss what kind of person Zhang Wudao is, but at least he is a genius. The stories of him summoning wind and rain and turning beans into soldiers are long lost to history, but according to the records of the historians after the fall of the Northern Qin Dynasty on the 'Ascending Immortal Palace,' he was at least conducting biological experiments... magical beasts and magical beasts, humans and magical beasts, humans and alien races, alien races and alien races, alien races and magical beasts."

"And Zhang Wudao...did indeed create some new creatures."

Mu Nandong paused, then continued, "The Gu Heart Demons were created by Zhang Wudao. After the fall of Northern Qin, the Gu Heart Demons he created escaped without a trace. They were extremely good at hiding and remained undiscovered until four years ago, when one of the Gu Heart Demons finally revealed its true nature and was killed by a chivalrous figure from Southern Qin. Only then did the world realize the power of these creatures..."