Zheng Qing has heard a saying.
If you cannot understand your own experience and everything you have encountered now, then plant a seed in your heart, water and fertilize it day after day, pour your confusion into that seed together with the accumulated experience, and then continue to live a happy and ignorant life.
Until one day in the future, when you can understand and accept it, you will suddenly find that the seeds will sprout and grow, and have produced fruitful fruits - whether those fruits are sweet, sour, bitter, or have long been broken.
Zheng Qing felt that he had just planted another seed.
Because the wizard who helped him check his body could not find any traces of evil magic in the boy's body. Due to the limited clues, even the great wizard could not calculate too much valuable information. After Zheng Qing was frightened and called the word "crow", less than five minutes later, more than ten healers of different levels of different levels were found. The fortune teller helped him check his body, but without exception, no one found any abnormalities in the boy's body.
So for a moment, young public-funded students wanted to cut open their arms and let them check them carefully.
“There are many ways to make beef tender…”
Not far away, the lecturer of magic biology who has escaped suspicion was whispering to Fatty Xin to discuss several ways to make beef: "The best way is to choose calves. The meat of calves is the most tender and does not require too much cooking, which is the best delicious. Some people also like to use metal hammers to break the thick fibers in the beef by hitting. This method is fast and efficient, but it is very hard, and it is easy to splash everywhere, and the taste is poor. Some people, for example, like me, like to use magic marinade, apply a layer of special marinade to the meat before baking. The whole change process is slow and controllable, and while retaining the flavor of the ingredients, it is more suitable for your appetite... So the key is to find your own marinade recipe."
"Are you sure it was the crow who tampered with it?" The inquiry in his ear shifted Zheng Qing's attention from the beef marinade back to reality. Mr. Mili from the Trident Sword was looking at him with a serious face.
Mr. Miley is not familiar with Zheng Qing, but he heard from D&K's clerks that he led a team to visit the Ear Brothers who worked in the store many times during the summer vacation last year. He seemed to want to find the trace of the Rat Fairy, but in the end he found nothing.
Just like this time.
“It’s true.”
The young public-funded student looked at the detective's light gray eyes sincerely, and almost swearing. He felt that the agent in front of him was more an insurance investigator than a wizard, wearing a crisp robe and holding a calfskin cover. Every question was suspected that the person involved seemed to have bad motives.
"But there are so many wizards present, it is very certain that no trace of the crow was found."
Another agent with the Three-fork Sword next to him couldn't help but remind Zheng Qing with 'kindness': "The barbecue that Teacher Gan Ning gave you was cooked by the elves, and he just applied a little personal sauce on it... We are screening the relevant suppliers and service staff one by one... The question now is, how do you know that the 'golden copper bean' is the hands and feet of the crows?"
The three-pointed sword agent who was inquiring was particularly clear about the word "golden". Zheng Qing didn't realize what he meant at the first time.
He looked around in a daze. After checking his body, the great wizards at the banquet did not participate in the subsequent inquiries, but gathered together to discuss something in a low voice. The school teachers and the three-pointed sword agents around him were each frowning, as if they had their own worries. There were also Dan Hager, who was standing outside the crowd and the guests of the Moon Under the Counsel, with subtle expressions.
Especially the Duke of Milton, he almost did not hide the gloom on his face.
"The Yuzui Hunting Team has been tracking crows for more than a month. We are the first hunting team in the school to notice the existence of crows." Fatty Xin finally came to his senses from the topic of beef braised ingredients and noticed the situation facing his companions - as a reporter, he knew best that he could not lose his initiative when talking, and answered the question for Zheng Qing first: "We have seen them use this kind of thing before!"
"Is it possible it's a golden bean?" Someone made this guess: "I remember some places in China like to wrap money in food, which means wealth..."
"No one will wrap gold beans in the barbecue, and what about gold? Why does it disappear after it hurts? "
"Can it be delirium? I mean, maybe I've read it wrong?"
The chaotic discussions in his ears sounded like no result for a while. Zheng Qing took a deep breath, calmed down and went to find the "tenant" in his body to understand the situation.
"Don't worry, it's a good thing."
As soon as Xiao Qingshe said comfortingly, Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment: "Is there really something coming in? Where? Wait... Do you say good things? Are you sure? I remember it was something that the crows experimented with... The last wizard from the North District who used it has turned into a monster!"
"How could it be a monster?" The little green snake was displeased, and its tail tip almost poked the boy's nose: "You wizards are two of you who are short of weight and have a strange shape, and I didn't say anything..."
Hearing this, Zheng Qing finally realized something.
The little green snake is transformed by the remnant of a trace of essence and obsession with the Siren King, which means that it retains the Siren King's "aesthetics", and the Siren King, in the final analysis, is still a demon.
Demons and wizards are different.
Thinking of this, the young public-paid student suddenly felt that his expression was broken: "What kind of good thing is this! I don't want tentacles, or more seventeen or eighteen eyeballs!"
"If you have more eyes, won't you see the 'road' clearer? This is very helpful for you to master the forbidden spell!" The little green snake obviously couldn't understand why the boy reacted so fiercely, and his tone was hard to hide his confusion: "And, this blood seed can greatly strengthen your body... Haven't you been having a headache because of the mismatch between your body and your spirit? Now with this seed, such a problem will never occur. You can understand that it strengthens the 'dam' in your body. With it, you can even slightly increase your control over the forbidden spell so that you won't explode at any time."
"I don't want it!"
Zheng Qing was too lazy to explain, but he expressed his attitude firmly in his tone: "Why can't anyone else find traces of me being eroded?"
The little green snake shrugged - what do you know why Zheng Qing saw the action of shrugging from a snake - closed the red and blue eyes and lazily returned to the forbidden curse tree: "Because that seed is not 'harm' to you, it's more like a tonic. If it is not interfered with by external factors, your physical changes will be slow and controllable, so it is naturally difficult to be noticed... As for if you don't want it... don't... just take the time to slowly remove it yourself..."
“Can’t you help remove it?”
"Please, I'm just a little snake that is constantly dying. How can I have the ability to do such a delicate operation!"
"Don't you guarantee my safety?"
"Aren't you safe now? You're even safer and healthier now than before you ate that seed!"
"I don't want your health!" The young wizard felt a little broken in his mind and shouted in his sea of ​​consciousness: "I don't want to grow so many tentacles!"
“I’m not a beautician…”
Chapter completed!