I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Song Shihui listened to the report on the phone and looked at the monitor screen again.

"That... is to visit the feasting witches whom he transferred to us more than a month ago?" He has heard the report about this matter since he took office, and he has also seen those feasting witches and the Mr. A.

How to say……

These people feel strange to him.

It seems that he has adapted to the life of the empire, and various systems and laws also cooperate well.

They even actively cooperated with the empire and reported the assassin who had sneaked into the empire.

however……

Song Shihui understood that these people had never changed.

They still have the same thoughts and thoughts in their bones.

The only difference is that they were ordered by that person to integrate into the empire and obey the imperial system and laws.

Therefore, under his orders, the feast witches who did all the evil in Qin Lu and Kunlun became the kindergarten teachers of the imperial kindergarten, and the vicious Mr. A became an enthusiastic volunteer.

Now, before leaving Jiangcheng, this man chose to'visit'.

What does he mean?

Song Shihui was lost in thought.

Compared with his predecessor, Song Sihui's contact with this one is undoubtedly much less.

There has been only one contact so far.

Moreover, no positive interaction has been established.

This is terrible!

Seeing that the time for this rotation was approaching, there was no chance like Situ He.

Song Shihui inevitably had some reflections.

"Check it for me..." Song Shihui said, "When is the target's flight?"

He got an answer soon.

At 10:35 am on the 10th, Imperial Air Flight A, 3, 3, 2 and 1, Gentleman cabin.

Song Shihui frowned.

"Gentleman's cabin?"

The tier of the Imperial flight is very clear.

According to the sorting order, from high to low, they are: state class, bachelor class, gentleman class, and discount class.

This gentleman cabin is actually the elegant name for the civilian cabin.

And he quickly found out that this was the newly changed class.

From the state cabin, downgraded to the gentleman cabin.

The operation is issued directly from the Imperial Capital.

Through his own backstage, Song Shihui found the operator: Zhang Hui.

In addition, he also saw the note from the backstage: the passenger was upgraded to the state class after boarding.

Song Shihui's brows were slowly tightened by taking off his pants and farting.

"No wonder...no wonder..." He sighed leisurely.

He finally understood why he could not establish a benign interaction with him.

Take a look at this operation!

Really, it scratched his itch.

This arrogant ancient **** hoped that he would play in this mortal world as a civilian.

and so……

He has many quirks.

I often do some useless operations like taking off my pants and farting.

For example, to hand over the witches of the feast is not to say that they are "poor people."

Talk nonsense with your eyes open!

There are many similar operations!

Therefore, if you want to deal with Him well, you must be like Him!

"Hateful!" Song Shihui sighed, "My rotation time is almost here!"

The candidate to succeed him has also been selected.

Major General Ning Qinghong, who was in the Western Song Dynasty, was in black clothes.

A rare alien general in the history of Black Guard.

Its body is a swan!

………………………………

The taxi went round and round on the city road and finally stopped in front of a street.

"My son, this is Fuli Road!" said the driver's master.

Lingping nodded, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay, then hugged his cat and walked out of the car.

When he got out of the car, he saw many slogans on the street walls and guardrails.

Among these slogans, the two most repetitive sentences are: Could it be the king's soil in the whole world, or the king's court, the shore of the soil!

The emperor does not have a world, can it not be saved because of a cloth with water?

Lingping watched and shook his head: "The converts are enthusiastic!"

Speaking of, the current Federal Empire has entertained many things.

Confucius, Mencius, Zhou Gong, and Zhao Gong can also be teased.

Even the emperor can make up a collection of jokes.

But in the "world", this is not the case.

Ling Ping An heard that in Silla, insulting Confucius is illegal and will go to jail.

Defamation of the emperor may even be sentenced to life imprisonment.

In Fusang, there is a longevity festival in the legal holiday, which is the birthday of today's son.

In Siam, the law stipulates that criticizing the saint is the same crime as slandering the Buddha.

This saint includes Confucius and Mencius Zhougong Zhaogong, as well as the ancestors of the empire.

The Siamese believe that the emperor of the Federal Empire is the reincarnation of the Buddha, and the King of Siam is the reincarnation of the disciples of the Buddha.

The Kingdom of Ceylon prides itself on being a frontier'resisting the barbarians'.

Every day, he uses the lessons of ancient Khotan’s subjugation and extinction to unite.

In the Kingdom of Ceylon, defamation of the first saint is punishable by death!

So some people are joking online, if the people of the empire go to these countries.

I'm afraid everyone will go to jail and confess their crimes.

Spiritual peace is of course no exception.

Refugees from these countries have made various news after entering the empire.

For example, last year, an international student publicly declared at the opening ceremony that the air in the Federal Empire is sweet.

What is more interesting is that the Republican faction has a higher support rate among the Gentiles than the Datong faction.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

Obviously, the Republicans are the ones who do not agree to increase the federal independent kingdom.

but……

The support rate of the Republicans in the foreign countries has long been higher than that of the Datong factions.

It can only be said that the human mind is really complicated.

Lingping followed this street, navigating with his mobile phone, all the way forward.

Soon he walked to a six-story white building.

Looking up, the symbol of the federal imperial family hung on the outer wall of this building.

In front of the steps of the building, there are many incense burners with incense sticks.

From time to time, people passing by ran to a small shop next to the building, bought a few incense sticks, and worshipped the dragon flag and the portrait of the emperor hanging on the building.

Lingping watched, curled his lips.

He walked into the building, followed the prompts, and took the elevator to the fifth floor.

Then, he walked to a corridor and a plaque came into view: Chang'e Kindergarten in Jiangcheng City of the Federal Empire.

There was the sound of children playing around.

Lingping smiled, walked over, walked to a window sill, and looked at the classroom inside.

Said to be a classroom ~www.ltnovel.com~ is actually a playground.

Several young teachers are taking thirty or so four- to five-year-olds and are playing.

They had a great time.

Lingping was watching and was very happy.

Suddenly, a teacher in the classroom looked back and saw him.

The teacher's eyes suddenly lit up, with red eyes.

She walked to the window tremblingly, respectfully with some inexplicable taste, and bowed deeply: "My son! You are here!"

Lingping smiled at her.

The eye under the lens is slightly bent.

He knew that this was probably a member of the circus that night?

So, he nodded: "Um... I'll see you..."