I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

"I see."

Zhou Yi looked at Wu Ke's hopeful expression and asked in confusion.

"It seems that writing a preface does not require the author's consent. There is no prohibition in Daqian Law, right?"

Writing a preface to a book is relatively broad. The author can ask a friend to write it, or a bookstore can ask a familiar celebrity to write a review after reading it.

There is a lot of room for maneuver here.

It's big enough to ignore good and bad. The more great scholars you invite, the better the books will sell.

As for whether readers can learn anything from it, it is neither the author nor the Confucian business.

Most likely, ignorant people should not learn anything useful, otherwise who will sell the next volume?

"I respect the law. If you don't tell anything, you won't lie if you tell it. Not long ago, I actually thought about letting my hometown bookstore print the record of searching for demons, with my preface and opinions."

Wu Ke explained: "A few days ago, Sanwu Zhenren made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace, forcing the Dragon Lord to swear an oath, which made us and other scholars ashamed. The layman is also the real person's best friend..."

After listening to it, Zhou Yi realized that what he said was fancy, but in essence, he was intimidated by Sanwu, or a true immortal.

So much so that Sanwu's friends must also be included in key identities.

These old guys are all living like dogs. They are careful in doing things and do not care about cause and effect. They say they respect Sanwu and cause trouble in the Dragon Palace. They will never get ahead if they do it again.

Sanwu received the news outside Yunzhou. It was impossible for the dean of Jixia Academy not to know about the dragon clan's actions.

"Mr. Wu doesn't have to be like this. Being able to write a preface to the Monster Search Record is something I really hope for."

Zhou Yi's tone was not as enthusiastic as before, and his words changed: "But..."

"If you have any requests, lay people, just ask!"

Wu Ke knew very well that the merits gained from Xingzhe's theory far exceeded the commentaries on the Five Classics that many great scholars had meditated on.

If the search for monsters has the same effect, and the merits of the merits will be perfected, there is hope for a first-class in the future.

In the past two years, Wu Ke has also tried to write a book in vernacular to teach people to abide by the law through various short stories. The effect has been somewhat effective, but it is far less than what Zhou Yi wrote.

Wu Ke didn't understand. It wasn't that the people didn't understand the law, but they didn't know who to seek justice.

"First of all, I hope you can print it cheaper and do your best to promote this book."

"That's natural. My family is in Linling County. It's not a big problem not to have one roll for each person, but one roll for each household."

Zhou Yi continued: "Secondly, I discovered that there is a White Lotus cult that inserted scriptures into the book of torturers. I hope Mr. Wu can help investigate."

"this……"

Wu Ke frowned slightly and thought carefully.

The longer you live and the more you know, the more you understand how powerful the White Lotus Demon Sect is.

Taizu's great martial arts skills and Zhongzong's efforts to turn the tide could not drive away the White Lotus demon.

Zhou Yi said: "Sir, your hometown is in Linling, so just let me know where the evil scriptures are printed in Linling County."

The White Lotus Evil Buddha Illustrated Book turned blank again and was resurrected.

Originally thinking that there was guidance from the demon illustrated book, Zhou Yi followed the evil Buddha's induction and killed him.

I never thought that after the evil Buddha was resurrected, he would be completely disconnected from the Demon Illustration and no trace would be left.

Zhou Yi guessed that the evil Buddha is probably still in Daqian. The total population of Jizhou in the north is less than one hundred in Yunzhou, and it is ruled by the six realms of demons and demons. How can there be as strong a belief in Daqian incense.

The evil Buddha lives on incense, and the longer it takes, the stronger it becomes.

Zhou Yi doesn't want to wait for the enemy to grow up before killing him. He prefers to crush him with a full-level divine weapon when he is at level one.

Steady and well positioned.

"The remnants of White Lotus should be found by everyone and punished!"

Wu Ke nodded and agreed. The Wu family's power in Linling County can be found out by calling the gentry from various counties and towns and asking questions.

Zhou Yi clasped his fists and said, "Then I'll have to thank Mr. Wu for writing the preface."

"Haha, I wish I could come to the academy someday. I will sweep the couch to welcome you!"

Wu Ke got his wish, and after saying goodbye, he used the moving law and disappeared in an instant.

Legalist monks are said to follow the law in their words and carry the constitution of heaven in their mouths.

Wu Ke seems to be a frail old man, but he is really fighting with each other, and his destructive power is not as bad as that of Buddhist and Taoist monks.

"Hundred schools of thought, academy..."

Zhou Yi was thinking and planning in his mind, and the evil Buddha had to be killed.

No one can guarantee that they will always be strong, so potential dangers must be eradicated!

Self-investigation is too cumbersome. Scholars from various university palaces are spread across all counties. Unless the evil Buddha escapes from Yunzhou, there is absolutely no possibility of concealment.

When you find it, you can try the golden dragon shears. The blade is not sharp!

As expected by Zhouyi.

After Wu Ke's visit, the deans and great Confucians from all the schools in Jixia Academy sent greeting cards one after another, the meaning of which is self-evident.

The torturers said that because Emperor Jingtai was displeased, they secretly printed it, added their own prefaces and annotations, and sold it secretly.

It's a pity that the academy scholars want to have face after all. No matter how much they annotate, they can't sell the proofread version of "The Punisher's Story of Spring" written by Zhang Cheng under the pseudonym Lu Tiancheng.

As a result, the merits and reputation gained were much less, and only Wu Ke, who wrote the preface to the original edition, got a ride.

Searching for monsters is different. It's similar to a reference book. Could it be that some guys can change the patterns of monsters?

Moreover, this book was not rejected by Emperor Jingtai. It was in line with His Majesty’s desire to slay demons and demons, so it could be printed without restraint.

The only thing that is different from the past is that the little torturer back then has become an expert in refining gods.

Even though they didn't care in their hearts, for San Wu's sake, they all informed him.

Zhou Yi met several great scholars and was not used to the way they spoke. They talked about the common people and spoke of human rights at every turn, as if not allowing them to be sealed would be treason!

After a few days, Zhou Yi suddenly felt tired and spoke out.

Anyone can annotate the Demon Searching Record, as long as the price is less than a hundred words, and it is an unspoken agreement to help investigate the White Lotus Evil Scripture.

Daqian Law stipulates that anyone who fails to report the traces of Bai Lian is equivalent to harboring.

Zhou Yi did not completely pin his own safety on the conscience of scholars.

The White Lotus Demon is often captured in the torture chamber. After being killed, traces of the evil Buddha can also be found by following the clues.

Using multiple methods and working together, we will definitely give the evil Buddha a big surprise!

After working hard for several days, Zhou Yi went to the Ministry of Materials to be on duty.

As soon as he showed up, he heard Zhang Cheng's venomous tongue: "Hey, this is not Mr. Zhou, a busy man. He talks and laughs with the great scholars on weekdays. Why do you come to this dirty place?"

Zhou Yi smelled a slightly evil smell, Lao Zhang's playful smile, and his heart and lungs suddenly felt relieved.

"I'm going to treat you all tonight."

The colleagues from the Ministry of Finance cheered in unison, and Brother Zhou was grand.

After a few days, the new oiran had already decided the winner, and she turned out to be an exotic woman.

After the defeat of Beirong, Daqian captured many barbarians. All the men went to dig mountains and rivers, and all the women were sold.

The elegant scholars in Chunfeng Tower have always looked down upon foreign women and considered them to be inferior seductresses.

The new oiran, whose stage name is Yaoyao, has a figure that looks like a hot foreign race, and a face that looks like a soft girl.

The most important thing is to wear the latest fashion style, which suddenly amazed everyone, so that there was no competition for the oiran election, and Yaoyao crushed all the competitors.

Zhang Cheng, who has been in Chunfeng Tower for a hundred years, stared wide-eyed and decisively retracted his recent remarks, declaring that he would spend a lot of money to win over the oiran.

"Lao Zhang, I am a ghost!"

"Yao Yao, this name is so accurate."

Zhou Yi was not interested in this. He used his magic to detect the oiran and did not use any charm skills, so he drank tea alone among the lively crowd.

They come to Chunfeng Tower to pursue excitement, while Zhou Yi comes to escape loneliness.