Twisted Dreams-Chapter 169 - 142: Demon Race’s First Teacher and Saint
Changbai Mountain, Rice-Eating Basin.
There were many ceremonies, and Ye Fan came by taxi.
Rice, noodles, grain, oil, vegetables, and eggs, all these things had to be prepared for Xiang Kunlun.
Xiang Kunlun was an ordinary person, and also getting old, so his life needed careful care, unlike those demons.
The mountain road was difficult to walk, Ye Fan carried several large luggage bags, and Xiang Kunlun wasn’t very mobile either, so they moved slowly.
After walking a few miles, Xiang Kunlun couldn’t take it anymore and sat on a rock to take a break.
It was cold in the mountains, so Ye Fan put a cotton-padded coat on Xiang Kunlun.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard.
The Heartless Little Monkey came riding an old horse, with a few monkeys on its back.
They were here to pick up Ye Fan and Xiang Kunlun.
Not having reached the heart of the Rice-Eating Basin, the demons were very cautious and dared not appear in the outskirts lightly, otherwise those more powerful tigers, leopards, and wolves would have come to greet them.
Ye Fan waved his hand:
"I’ve brought the teacher for everyone!"
A few monkeys ran over to help Ye Fan with the luggage.
The Heartless Little Monkey respectfully bowed to Xiang Kunlun:
"Greetings, sir!"
Hearing the childish voice, Xiang Kunlun smiled broadly:
"Good, good, good child."
The Heartless Little Monkey called over a tall monkey:
"Help the gentleman onto the horse!"
Xiang Kunlun was startled for a moment.
Onto the horse?
He secretly sighed, it was still a harsh environment, relying on horses for transportation in this era.
He had heard before that the teachers going to the great grasslands all rode horses, and he had envied those volunteer teachers a lot.
It wasn’t the horseback riding he envied, but the ability to bring knowledge to the children.
People always need some pursuits in life.
Unfortunately, when he applied for volunteer teaching, they said his qualifications didn’t meet the requirements, at least needing a bachelor’s degree.
The tall monkey supported Xiang Kunlun:
"Sir, take it slow."
Under the teaching of the Heartless Little Monkey, the Monkey King, even this big monkey didn’t dare to be as noisy as it used to be, and had become a bit human-like.
Xiang Kunlun, holding onto the big monkey’s arm, walked two steps and frowned.
Ye Fan’s eyes widened, swallowing nervously.
Could it have been discovered?
He quickly signaled to the Heartless Little Monkey, how could they let a monkey support Xiang Kunlun?
If it was discovered, wouldn’t it scare Xiang Kunlun terribly?
Xiang Kunlun suddenly turned his head to the big monkey, concerned:
"Why are you only wearing a sweater in such cold weather?
Teacher Ye, there’s a cotton-padded coat in my bag, put it on the child."
The big monkey scratched its head:
"Not cold at all."
What it was wearing wasn’t a sweater, what Xiang Kunlun touched was its own fur.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, exclaiming:
"Alright, alright, we’ll put it on for him right away."
When a person mounts a horse for the first time, they definitely need someone to support them, especially someone as old as Xiang Kunlun.
The big monkey finally managed to help Xiang Kunlun onto the horse, and when Xiang Kunlun touched the big monkey’s hand, his old face showed a slight change.
Ye Fan held his breath again.
Xiang Kunlun sighed.
This child’s hand is really coarse, seems like they’ve done a lot of farm work.
Mountain kids have it tough!
Are there still such mountain villages near Changbai Mountain?
He really was ’Why not eat minced meat congee’!
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The valley where the demons lived was difficult to walk through, and it was a gathering place for the demon race, humans were better off not going there.
The teacher’s residence and the classroom were outside the valley.
Originally, it was a small forest, the trees of which were cut down by the demons to build the classroom and the teacher’s residence.
The teacher’s house was very simple, just a wooden house, and the furnishings inside were very ordinary.
The bed was a large, smooth stone slab, covered with dry grass.
A couple of quilts laid on top of the dry grass, making it not cold nor damp.
Inside were rock and wood resembling tables and chairs.
The classroom was large, a big wooden house with a platform but no desks.
Under Ye Fan’s guidance, Xiang Kunlun walked into the classroom.
Inside the classroom, over a hundred demons with spiritual cultivation quieted down.
A hundred pairs of clear eyes blinked, staring at the elderly teacher.
Ye Fan murmured to himself:
"Thankfully this one can’t see, otherwise ordinary people would be terrified being stared at by over a hundred beasts."
The five-meter-tall Bear Demon, just sitting there, its head almost reached the ceiling.
On the beams, several different colored pythons coiled, flicking their red tongues.
At the front was the Little White Fox, the Heartless Little Monkey, and other small demons.
Xiang Kunlun touched the rough podium, feeling a myriad of emotions, recalling his time at the school.
That day, what he thought was an ordinary afternoon, after grading the children’s essays, he received the dreadful news of dismissal.
He thought he wouldn’t have a chance to teach at the podium again in this life.
Unexpectedly, even in his old age, he could return to the classroom once more.
Ye Fan walked to the lectern and whispered:
"Sir, this is the classroom. I’ll take you to your accommodation later.
It’s already the afternoon; you should eat."
Xiang Kunlun waved his hand:
"No rush, who’s in this room?
I can hear it; there are quite a few people inside."
Ye Fan glanced at the room full of demons and said:
"They’re all your students, eager to see you. They respect their teachers greatly."
Xiang Kunlun sighed:
"Such eager learners are rare!
I’m not hungry either; let’s start the class.
Teacher Xiaoye, get me a chair."
Unwilling to dampen Xiang Kunlun’s enthusiasm, Ye Fan ran to get a wooden stump as a chair.
Xiang Kunlun sat down with the help of his cane, apologetically saying:
"Then, I’ll sit while teaching.
My legs aren’t convenient; please forgive me, students."
Ye Fan cleared his throat and shouted:
"Class, stand up!"
The demons rose one after another, even the Bear Demon stood up with effort, and the snake on the beam lowered its body.
Ye Fan led them by saying:
"Hello, Teacher!"
The demons stretched out their voices, shouting:
"Hello, Teacher~"
This greeting made Xiang Kunlun’s eyes misty.
How many years had it been since he heard such a sound.
Xiang Kunlun discreetly wiped his old tears and spoke:
"Teacher Ye said your basics are not good, many students don’t recognize all the characters, so I’ll start with the simplest ’Three Character Classic.’
Read with me: At the beginning of human life, their nature is good."
The little Pig Demon confusedly asked:
"Are humans pigs?
Sir, why are humans pigs?"
In a usual classroom, this would definitely be a troublesome student.
On the way, Xiang Kunlun heard from Ye Fan that the local customs were simple and honest, but the cultural foundation was very low, so he had prepared mentally.
Xiang Kunlun smiled and explained:
"This phrase means that at the beginning, humans are all kind-hearted."
The Heartless Little Monkey asked:
"What about demons? Are they kind too?"
Xiang Kunlun paused for a moment:
"Demons?"
After a serious contemplation, Xiang Kunlun said:
"If there really are demons, I think they must have been kind-hearted at the beginning too.
After all, it’s said that all things have spirits..."
The demons listened intently.
They understood that mastering these principles would give them the chance to transform.
The cultural origin of the Demon Race developed in this crude wooden house.
The awakening of the Demon Race was pioneered single-handedly by this elderly man with just an elementary school diploma.
After listening for a while, Ye Fan quietly stepped back to prepare a meal for Xiang Kunlun.
As he stepped outside, he coincidentally saw the Crow watching Xiang Kunlun lecturing from the doorway.
The Crow’s eyes were bright, and an unconscious smile played on its face.
It was a kind of pride, a kind of comfort.
A peculiar feeling indescribable by words was growing in the Crow’s heart.
That feeling was like a burden, exhausting yet joyful.
If Li Yang were here, he would certainly tell him that the feeling was called responsibility.
He was the Demon King, also a guardian.
"Big brother," Ye Fan called softly.
The Crow snapped back to reality, pulling his smile back into a cold facade like an iceberg.
He said calmly:
"His lecture was quite good.
This king will honor him as the Demon Master."
Ye Fan repeated:
"Demon Master?"
The Crow, expressionless, continued:
"The revered sage of the Demon Race.
From now on, wherever the sage of the Demon Race goes, all demons must perform the ceremony of honoring the teacher!"
Inwardly, Ye Fan was slightly shocked.
If this old man could live long, he would undoubtedly be the most influential human being in the era of Spiritual Energy Revival.
Because from now on, this elderly man would be the most esteemed guest of the Demon Race, worshiped by all demons.
The demons would also respect Xiang Kunlun greatly.
Because only by learning the principles from this elder could they have the opportunity to transform.
In his mind, Mo Yulin sighed:
"The words of the Demon Master can lead to transformation.
Interesting, like the fabled human speech barrier."
