For example, at a corner of the street, a few ghosts wearing crooked hats carried the notice and stuck it to the wall. The monsters passing by immediately noticed these things and subconsciously stopped and looked at them.

"What? What's this?"

"It seems that it is written about human words! I don't recognize it!"

"Who knows what is written on it? Read it out for everyone!"

“Recruiting…teachers?”

A dog demon with a dog head and human body has been in the human world in the early years, so he recognized a few words and stuttered it.

"What is the teacher? Is it delicious?" A round boar monster next to him was drooling and smirking.

"Idiot, that is, fighting is prohibited in the ghost town now, otherwise you would have been caught with your stupid head and stewed pig soup!" A sow demon on the side slapped his head hard, grabbed his big ears, and ignored his grim look, looking tough, "Why don't you go back and feed the children quickly, don't get involved in this kind of thing!"

Du Bai had already issued an order before that fighting was strictly prohibited in the ghost town. Now that with the sheriff, the ban has been implemented in practice. You can often see two or three teams of wolf demons dressed in decent clothes and patrolling everywhere. If you really see anyone who dares to violate the ban, you will immediately arrest them without saying a word and put them in jail for a few days.

If anyone dares to resist, the outcome would probably be even worse. Anyway, two 400-year-old ghosts fought on the street last time with their profound cultivation, and then several wolf demons came up to control each other, and were dragged away in a short while.

Anyway, no one has seen those two old ghosts again.

Now that everyone is in danger, they dare not act recklessly based on their temperament. However, it is a good thing for some weak monsters. You can live here with peace of mind without worrying about the safety of your life.

"Do you want to teach magic?" A weasel monster next to him with two beards turned his eyes and laughed thornyly, "Is this Nightmare Dragon King telling a joke. Our magic tricks were all learned for half of his life. How could there be such a good thing? He asked us to teach it in one sentence!"

The monsters around him nodded in agreement. These days, there is basically no orthodox tradition. If you want to learn, you have to think of your own ways. When I was drilling holes and risked being beaten to death by Taoists, I figured out some magic tricks. They were all treasures that I had kept in my mind. How could I take them out casually?

If anyone who doesn’t have a single or two skill these days can gain a foothold in this world?

But soon I heard some monster next to me suddenly shouting in a fuss: "Wait, the Three Feathered Crow Foot! It's the Three Feathered Crow Foot!"

"Um?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the monsters around them, especially the weasel monster who immediately looked at them with bright eyes, looked around, and shouted, "Where are the three-feathered crow feet? Where are they?"

The magic weapon he refined was only one three-feathered crow-suffered. It was just that this thing was difficult to find. He had been looking for it for many years, but there was still no news. It was rare to hear it here today, so how could he not be excited!

"It's written on it!" The monster pointed his hand and told, "I said, if anyone can apply for a teacher, he will immediately reward a pair of three-feathered crow feet! And there will be many rewards in the future!"

"What!" The weasel monster almost jumped up in surprise. The short body immediately straightened up, and tried to raise his head and looked at the words on the notice. After seeing the three-feathered crow feet on it, a furry old face was almost wrinkled when it was smiled.

It grabbed its beard and remembered what it said before, but still sighed with shamelessness: "Hehe, this Nightmare Dragon King is pretty good. Since we are all monsters, we should not hide our own personalities in those things, especially magic or something."

"It just so happens that I still have two or three tricks in my hand. It is first-class to save my life. If ordinary monsters learn it, they will definitely be able to..."

"Hey, you weasel, don't talk to yourself!" Another monster next to him interjected and sneered. Although the monster was a portrait, it had a bird's beak on its face and a pair of gray wings on its back. It was a bird's monster.

"When it comes to the kung fu that saves my life, I am the top pigeon spirit. When an eight hundred-year-old monster wanted to kill me, I was thrown away by me. I think if the demons could learn my skills, this fate would definitely be worry-free!"

The Three Feather Crow is a monster passed down from ancient times. It is said that it has a trace of bloodline from the phoenix, and its strength is absolutely extraordinary. If it can obtain this treasure, it can also increase its strength greatly, which is definitely an unstoppable temptation.

As for the other monsters, although they did not need the three-feathered crow feet as directly as these two, they were naturally envious because they were a valuable treasure, so they got involved and immediately started to clamor, but they all restrained themselves from taking action.

Perhaps no one expected that the Nightmare Dragon King would be so generous. He took out such a rare treasure just by saying that it was really hard to make people not be moved!

As for who is the official candidate for this teacher, Du Bai still needs to make a decision, the registration place has been filled with many demons and monsters.

However, the first condition for registration has stumped many people.

"You can register. Take out the nameplate first and I'll register it for you!"

Behind the wooden counter that was temporarily used as a teacher recruitment site, a vixen with a white fluffy tail blinked her fox eyes and covered her mouth and smiled.

"Name plate? What name plate?"

Many monsters were full of doubts. Why did they seem to have never heard of this thing? Could it be the identity token of a big monster?

But someone quickly solved their doubts.

Hearing the shouts of "Give it, Give it, Give it", the demons subconsciously made a way out. A little banshee with a purple-green cultivation of at most a hundred years squeezed through the crowd and came to the counter. She stretched out her little hand and carefully placed a translucent jade plaque on the table, and said timidly on tiptoe: "Sister Fox Demon, I want to sign up for the teacher!"

"Teacher, you just want to be a teacher?" A tiger demon next to him, who was nearly twice as tall as the little banshee, laughing and looking despised. "The body is probably not as thick as my thighs. I, Master Tiger, can fly a hundred meters away with a breath. What can you teach?"
Chapter completed!