After laughing heartily, Fang Shan noticed the dean's face from the corner of his eye and immediately stopped smiling.
Today's Imperial College is like a paper tiger, which can be broken with a poke. Of course, this description is not appropriate. Even if the dean does not make a breakthrough, the majesty and strength of Imperial College are still there.
The dean didn't care and shook his head: "The next step may be troubled."
Fang Shan asked tentatively: "What do you mean..."
"If you want to advance, restrain yourself first." The dean said slowly.
Other than that, I can't think of any other possibilities.
"But this method is not clever," the dean frowned slightly: "It doesn't look like the devil's style."
Fang Shan: "Perhaps they have been silent for many years and suddenly began to advocate truth, goodness and beauty?"
The dean glanced at him, and the tail of the donkey that had been chewing carrots beside him suddenly turned in a circle and finally pointed in the direction of the door.
Fang Shan looked at Kiyuan in confusion, asking with his eyes if this meant asking them to get out
Kihara tilted his head to one side, pretending not to see his confusion. Fortunately, a sensible person, Wei Sushen, came over and left with Fang Shan. The latter turned back three times in one step, and did not forget to wave his sleeves: "See you next time."
Fang Shan twisted his waist and left, blinking as frequently as a cramp.
It wasn't until they were far away that those artificially charming eyes finally began to subside.
Kihara's mouth twitched: "There is an error in the book."
The dean turned to look at him, and Kihara said in a deep voice: "It is said in the book that the personality of a dream demon will be affected by its owner. Mo Xiu seems to be quite reliable, so how did he derive the dream demon..."
It's almost like a mutation.
The dean said calmly: "The book is correct, but there is something strange about this dream demon."
Kihara: "Weird?"
The dean spread his hands, and the flames used to condense his mind power in the training room flew wildly in his palms. After a while, they were fused into a small fire crystal. The little donkey ran over excitedly, ate the fire crystal, trembled all over, and then... lost himself.
Kihara pursed his lips, almost forgetting that in terms of the degree of weirdness of the dream demon, the dean's was not much better.
As if he knew what he was thinking, the dean waved his hand: "The nature is different. He has been dormant for ten years and has awakened. Moreover, he has a rare S-level qualification. There is inherent doubt in it."
"If that's the case, why keep him?"
Of course, Kihara's intention was not to kill him, but to temporarily send him to another college for training in the name of an exchange student.
Dean: "This is what the crystal ball means."
"Ahem..." Kihara almost choked on his saliva. On this day, a bald man screamed with emotion
Thinking that the crystal ball has been served respectfully in the academy for hundreds of years, and has never given them a good look. It is like a dead object, without any emotion, and now it has a crush on a person who speaks arrogant words
The dean also showed a trace of doubt on his face. He was also aware of the fact that Crystal Ball was whipped with a whip. However, after being beaten, Crystal Ball not only did not complain about Mo Xiu, but became closer to him.
Could it be that this is the legendary innate lack of beating
Kihara obviously had something on his mind: "Should we also beat up the crystal ball?"
Reason prevailed. The dean thought about observing Fang Shan's whipping technique in the dark. He shook his head and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid you don't have that kind of skill?"
technology
Kihara didn't understand what kind of skills were needed to beat people. Could it be possible that he could beat people until they couldn't stop
The dean had no intention of talking about this topic anymore, so he took out a piece of paper and said, "Take a look."
Kihara took it: "Isn't this the mark left by the alien sect?"
What catches your eyes
The dean said coldly: "Take a closer look."
Kihara squinted his eyes, but still found no clues, but when he looked at it one by one, he laughed and said: "The person who left the letter is also very poorly educated. Take the word '人' as an example, it feels a bit different."
"I have investigated and all the messages are like this."
Kihara gradually realized that something was wrong, and his throat twitched: "Could it be that these words are actually different..."
The dean looked at him intently, as if asking him to speak out.
Kihara was unsure: "...the Eight Pagan Sects?"
The dean did not speak. After a brief silence, Kihara said: "Is the evil spirit framed?"
The word frame may seem funny when applied to demons, but it is true.
With this inference, all doubts can be easily solved.
Kihara: "Who do you think did it?"
The dean glanced at him faintly: "What do you think?"
At this moment, Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were walking on the road and discussing the same thing.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to hide the matter of the Eight Pagan Cults from the hospital director." Wei Su Shen said.
Fang Shan sneered: "It's hard for him to act with us for so long." The topic changed: "But it's a good thing."
Wei Sushen knew what he was thinking and nodded: "According to the dean's government, not only will he not stop us, but he will also secretly help us grow our power."
"Isn't it?" Fang Shan said with a smile: "Arrange his own personnel to enter the sect. On the one hand, they can be responsible for surveillance. On the other hand, he also sees the future development of the Eight Variations."
After practicing the righteous way for a long time, many things are accustomed to being rigid. The emergence of the Eight Pagan Cults can be said to have brought a new way of thinking to the dean. If used properly, it can cause a big blow to the evil spirits.
After a pause, he continued: "What is the host going to do with the manpower deployed by the dean?"
Wei Sushen said without hesitation: "We will not reject anyone who comes."
Fang Shan nodded: "Very good, it has my style."
Wei Su Shen was very touched by his praise.
Fang Shan: "We are just a brick, we can move it wherever it is needed."
Wei Sushen was a little more serious than him. He looked up at the light in the sky and seemed to see hope of completing the mission.
In the following period of time, the two of them could really be said to have cultivated their moral character and did not make any mistakes. Under the secret control of the dean, the power of the Eight Pagan Cults was different from what it used to be.
As a speculator, Fatty quickly realized something was wrong and came to ask about the situation.
"I don't know if I'm being too preoccupied, but some of the people who have joined the religion recently don't have the right background."
At that time, Fang Shan was eating sour plums and enjoying a pleasant time: "Didn't you check everything in private?"
The fat man said anxiously: "That's right, but..."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows at Wei Sushen, motioning for him to explain.
Wei Sushen never liked to talk much and refused coldly.
Fang Shan pointed to her lips: "My mouth is used for eating and kissing. It is very valuable."
"..." Wei Sushen looked at him deeply, not daring to look any further, for fear that the exaggerated rhetoric instilled in his mind by the past system would emerge, so he said, "He is from the dean."
The flesh on the fat man's body trembled, and he sat weakly on the chair, muttering: "It's over."
After being pessimistic, he quickly regained his composure. When he saw the two culprits who were extremely calm, the fat man took a chance and said, "Have you already thought of a countermeasure?"
Fang Shan finally said: "What a big deal."
The fat man didn't understand. To him, this was like the sky was falling. No matter from which perspective, setting up such an organization in private will definitely be demerited by the academy.
Fang Shan: "As long as you follow the dean's wishes and let the Yiba Cult continue to grow."
The fat man swallowed: "Then what?"
Fang Shan curled his lips: "Send it to the empire."
“…”
The fat man picked his ears and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again."
Fang Shan got up from the comfortable bed, stood by the window and stretched out his arms to stretch his muscles: "From all aspects, the Eight Foreign Cults have had a great influence on the Foreign Cult." He turned his face slightly as he spoke. : "Do you know what a great achievement this is, enough to put us in the top three on the Heavenly Ranking."
Others have to go through a lot of hard work to exterminate a demon in exchange for merit, but they only need to rely on the power of the dean to suppress the cult.
The fat man was speechless. After a long while, he gradually found his voice: "What's the use of being on the Heavenly Ranking?"
It's obviously full of water. Even if it's on the top list, it will only be treated as a joke.
Of course, Fang Shan couldn't say it was to complete the task, so he said in a serious tone: "I'm happy."
The fat man took a deep breath and then looked at Wei Sushen... As the legitimate son of the Mo family and a student of the Imperial College, could he just let his dream demon continue to do this
Not bothering to explain, Wei Sushen said perfunctorily: "I am happy if he is happy."
He almost forgot to breathe for a moment. Half frustrated and half disbelieving, the fat man's lips trembled: "Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Once the Eight Pagan Religions are revealed to the world, they will inevitably arouse the hatred of evil spirits, and Mo Xiu will become the target of public criticism.
Wei Su Shen: "The empire and the academy will protect me."
Fang Shan also cooperated: "You can only grow between life and death."
From the fat man's point of view, these two people's brains were definitely kicked by donkeys, and ordinary donkey kicks couldn't have this effect, so it had to be the dean's invincible donkey.
You have sacrificed so much and risked your life just to gain a false reputation!
After eating the last sour plum, Fang Shan spoke again: "It's us who are hiding behind the scenes. No matter how strong the fire at the city gate is, it won't be able to burn you."
Fatty also knows this, and it can be said that this is the only thing that can comfort him at the moment.
"Of course, if you want to follow the footsteps of the wise men and enter the Heavenly Ranking together, we can also announce your existence in due course."
The fat man sneered and refused without hesitation: "How could I be so lucky?"
Isn't it good to live... Why do we have to make heaven and earth
Until the time he left, Fatty looked at a loss, wondering why things had developed to this point.
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen made up their minds to take advantage of the situation, and even secretly cooperated with the dean's actions, focusing on promoting a few people he had arranged to join, so that they would have certain rights in the Eight Different Sects.
Less than half a month later, someone in the cult told Wei Sushen that in addition to good people and good deeds, they should also do other feats, such as killing some people pretending to be members of the organization to establish their authority.
Wei Sushen discovered that Fang Shan was not the only one who had the ability to tell lies with open eyes. Everyone was the same, and the copycats kept saying that they would crack down on counterfeiting.
Under such circumstances, he naturally... chose to agree.
Fang Shan even more agreed with this: "There is no reason to extrapolate the meritorious service delivered to our door."
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