The children's attention was quickly distracted by Teacher Jack. This teacher, who looks different from everyone else, is not only gentle, but also has all kinds of novel knowledge. Everyone is willing to play with him. The elder brother at home The sisters know that they can learn characters, and they must be very envious.

As for why children feel that Wen Ziming is gentle, the reason lies in the customs of the orc kingdom. There are almost no magicians in the orc kingdom. For a long time, orcs were considered to have no magical talent. , get married and have children, and when he is 14, the children of his partner of the same age will be adults.In such a huge kingdom, the highest level of magic is only level seven, and even the first echelon of the human kingdom cannot squeeze in.

Under the circumstances that the magic has always been unable to hold their heads up, the orcs' pursuit of fighting spirit can be said to be fanatical. There are three sword masters in the kingdom, a ninth-level paladin, and a ninth-level archer. There is also the unique ninth-level shield fighter in the entire continent, who is not at a disadvantage in terms of top-level combat power.And among the six ninth-level, only two are male, and the rest are female orcs.

Under their influence, the ordinary female orcs in the kingdom have become more and more rough and violent. In such a small mountain village, a woman who looks slender than Wen Ziming and is more delicate and gentle than him in taking care of children is still alive today. Not born yet.No wonder the kids love him.

By the time the parents who came to pick up their children after finishing the farm work came back, Wen Ziming had already covered up the marks on his body, and he couldn't care less about how unsuitable the white fur shawl around his neck looked.Anyway, this account will be credited to the perpetrator.

Angus, who came back from the priest, couldn't help wrinkling his nose as soon as he entered the door. He found that his method of declaring sovereignty in the jungle didn't work at all in this orc village. Although it still retains some characteristics of beasts, it is very different from Warcraft in many places.

For example, the smell in this yard can scare the fifth-level monsters into the urine. Although these children may feel uneasy, they don't care too much at all.Another example is the aura of a high-level monster that is so strong that it can scare low-level monsters to death. In the eyes of these children, it will only make them feel closer and have a faint sense of identification with beasts.

Even the marking method from the book doesn't work!They obviously confirmed that they could all see it before going out, but when they came back, the room was still filled with the smell of young orcs. The smell of the collectibles was not messy, but it was all a little boy who smelled very familiar. The taste of a fart boy, the point is that he is the only one, and Angus, who is all-powerful, can't help frowning. How can he keep them away from his collection?

Before he could figure it out, the collection with a thick scarf had already restrained his smile, and sat on the only stool in the house with a stern face, looking at him with a stern face: "Angus, do you have any questions?" Want to tell me?"

Angus thumped in his heart, but his face remained calm and innocent: "I've been busy with the priest today, what happened at home?"

Wen Ziming, who was about to die of embarrassment and anger, pulled off his scarf, and said angrily: "What on earth are you thinking, leaving such a thing on my neck?" Wen Ziming was so angry that he almost fainted Well, he didn't bend, even if he did, it's not like that in the middle of the night being left marks by someone who wasn't a lover.

The crime was discovered, and the collection looked very angry. Angus could only honestly admit his mistake: "I shouldn't have bitten you. How about letting you bite back tonight?"

Wen Ziming's face turned red in an instant, and he couldn't speak clearly: "You, you... do you understand what this means?" Angus was very frustrated: "I understand, there are all kinds of words in human books. Said that this is the mark left by expressing love for the other party, did it hurt you? They clearly said no."

The silly master Wen Ziming was once again speechless to his beloved pet, it was funny, and also a little bit of unspeakable joy, thinking about the way Angus, who had not transformed before, turned his eyebrows coldly at him, can he To get such a sentence of "expression of liking the other party" is really as beautiful as a dream.But now, the one standing opposite was no longer the kitten.

He should have known earlier that even though Angus has become a human and knows some basic human rules, he is still a monster cub in essence. Wen Ziming suppressed his temper and rubbed his temples: "You come here." Tell me, why are you doing this?"

Keenly aware that Wen Ziming's anger level dropped, Angus began to feel wronged: "After I became like this, you don't like me anymore, you won't hug me, touch me, or play with me It's gone." Wen Ziming weakly explained: "That's because of you..." Who can coax such a big adult man, the point is that he is a head taller than himself, as a child!

But a certain Mr. Warcraft didn't feel ashamed at all of his behavior of pretending to be tender. He still didn't know his details by relying on his collection, and he spoke confidently about his sourness towards some brats: "You prefer those rambunctious children." Comb their fur and play with them, and when I come back, I will still be fierce!"

By this time, Wen Ziming was still in a daze. Didn't he accuse Angus aggressively at the beginning?How did he get blamed now?But what Angus said seems to make sense...

Wen Ziming sighed softly, and finally came to a conclusion: "I will pay attention to it in the future, I like you the most. But..." He emphasized: "Like the marks similar to insect bites, you It can’t be done on me in the future, it won’t work like this.” Angus could only nod unwillingly in agreement.

That night, before the students left, Wen Ziming, who was still so angry, not only took a bath with Angus in the end, but also slept in the same bed with the culprit. He didn't realize it. When facing Angus, his bottom line is to retreat again and again, which has long existed in name only.

Those traces, after Wen Ziming had been wearing the scarf for three days, finally left only a faint mark, which can be taken off for ventilation.In just these three days, Wen Ziming became very familiar with the children.From the childish words of the children, I learned more about the priests in the village.

This beautiful priest with mandarin duck eyes was born in this small village, but his mother brought him to the village while pregnant. The villagers don't know who his father is. He is seven years old. When he was taken away by his mother, he returned to the village three years ago, and he had already become a very powerful priest at that time—almost all the orcs who inspired the fighting spirit in the village had gone out to make a living, and no one knew who he was. What is the strength of time.

This also answered Wen Ziming's doubts. It is impossible for such a poor village to support such a powerful priest. Maybe it is because the children are not sensible, and adults sometimes do not avoid them when they gossip. Now Not only did Wen Ziming know that Mr. Priest was no longer a virgin, but he also knew that the priest was only staying in the village temporarily and would leave at some point.The villagers are quite open-minded. Such a powerful person will not always live in seclusion. How long they can get along is fate.

In Wen Ziming's class, the children not only have to learn how to write characters, but after they make a mess on the ground with wooden sticks, they will also play some sports. The creative provider of the props is Wen Ziming, and the hands-on It is Angus the Hercules. A bunch of small wooden stakes are inserted in the ground at random. It is a simple plum blossom stake. The little orcs are jumping around on it, their little tails are flicking, their little ears are shaking and shaking, and they are playing with each other. Chasing after him is simply adorable.

The adult orcs have their own things to do, and the lively Ruby has come to see them a few times, but she is too embarrassed to compete with a group of dolls.Looking helplessly at the children having fun on the stakes, they walked away step by step.

This situation became even more serious when Wen Ziming upgraded the stake.Wen Ziming actually lit up his manual skills, cut a few pieces of unwearable clothes into pieces, filled them with dried straw, wrapped them into a ball, and closed the mouth with a super elastic thread processed with the spikes of rhinoceros It is fixed, and the thread is still wearing a piece of broken fur that is not needed. It looks like a little fluffy tail falling under the round ball. This ball named toy mouse by Wen Ziming has been loved by children.

As soon as the ball is thrown out, the person grabs the end of the long thread that is constantly cut. When the children are scrambling to catch the small ball, he only needs to grab the thread and pull the ball back.Later, he even made a shelf, with a small cloth mouse hanging from each node of the interlaced diamond-shaped grid, with different heights.

Put a shelf about the same height as Wen Ziming to the side of the plum blossom pile. When the children jump around on the wooden pile, there will be little mice dangling on it. Catch one by yourself. After catching the cloth mouse , the whole person will be suspended in the air by the rope. The children's favorite game for a while is to compare who can catch the tallest cloth mouse and who can hang in the air for the longest time.

This time, the children who think they have grown up are also jealous. Fortunately, the wooden frame built by Angus is quite strong, and the children are fine no matter how much they toss, but adults over the age of 14 cannot play.

Somehow, this toy finally reached the ears of the priest. This orc, who Wen Ziming thought was a good house, didn’t know whether he was worried about the safety of this toy or something, so he came to inspect it twice, once. It was the children who were boisterously playing on it, and once there was no one playing, the cloth mice hanging in the air flicked their tails and swung around in the air when the wind blew, attracting people to scratch their paws upwards.

But how could a high-end and high-end priest be interested in the things children play?After inspecting it twice, I refused to come again.

As for whether Angus would mind?The best cloth mice made by Wen Ziming were all hidden by him, and no one could take them away.

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