Zheng Qing had never heard of the saying "Fried raw fish in oil, marinated dead fish."
He had only heard of 'the raw fish is worried, and the dead fish is happy' - this is a proverb in the Linzhong Lake Fishman tribe, which means that the living fishman is worried all day long and always feels that the wizards want to harm them; the dead fishman does not have this emotion, because they have become another race, a member of the ghost clan. As a large clan who has seats on the parliament in the Moon Under the Parliament, the ghosts' days in the First University are naturally not comparable to those of the long-declined fishman.
But for now, the few witches surrounding him did not seem to be discussing with him about ‘raw fish’ or ‘dead fish’.
Zheng Qing could detect the subtle emotions spreading in the air.
But looking at the clear and simple gazes of the witches in front of him, he was a little uncertain about his guess and felt that he was a little self-indulgent.
Just when he was hesitating to continue the topic of "fried fish".
Xiao Xiao's slightly apologetic voice came from his ears.
"Excuse me."
The fortune teller of Yusin Hunting Team wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up, and nodded politely to the witches: "Sorry, I'm going to borrow your seniors... We're going to train in the hunting team soon. Can you talk later? Well, if you urgently need a instructor in the field of transformation, you can apply to the student union..."
The witches showed disappointed expressions visible to the naked eye.
Zheng Qing glanced at the doctor gratefully, just wanted to stuff him a handful of golden beans.
"Ah, I'm so sorry."
After he withdrew his gaze, he hurriedly left half of his dinner, got up and followed the doctor who was walking out of the restaurant, and at the same time patted the fat man Xin who was eating with relish, giving the witches a better choice: "If you have any other questions, you can ask this senior, he is also very good at studying... and he works in the school newspaper and is very well-informed."
The fat wizard grinned with a big mouth and smiled kindly at the schoolgirls.
However, when Zheng Qing walked to the restaurant door and looked back, he found that the schoolgirls had disappeared without a trace, and even the small pot of fried fish was taken away.
The fat wizard's back is left with a bleak and gluttonous figure.
"Why, I can't bear to leave it. I want to go back and talk to those little girls with ulterior motives?"
Xiao Xiao glanced at the boy who turned around and slapped him on the shoulder: "It just so happened that those little girls were reluctant to leave you... Then go back, no one stopped you, and I wouldn't tell Member Su or Captain Jiang... So, people only have the wrong name, no nickname called the wrong one. Slag is completely an instinct for you."
It was rare for Zheng Qing not to glar at his fortune teller.
He smacked his lips, hesitated, spread his palms, looked at the black gem cat curled up in a ball of snoring, and asked with some uncertainty: "Can we be too sensitive? They really just think my deformation technique is very powerful and there are no strange thoughts? I feel that their eyes are pure, like, like..."
"Pure and natural like snowflakes?" the doctor sneered.
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.
But the doctor raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a fluffy white snowflake immediately condensed into his fingertips: "...Are you talking about such pure and natural snowflakes?"
Generally, this kind of rhetorical questioning is definitely negative.
But Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded with a very small amplitude.
Xiao Xiao shook his head, grabbed the snow ball, threw it up, as if playing with a baseball, and his tone was a little emotional: "People are always easily confused by the surface of things, just like those little girls, or this snowflake... I think it is pure white? But you have to know that white is a color, and does not mean pure. No snowflake in the world is clean, because they are all condensed on the core of dust, and they are born with 'bad intentions'."
Before he finished speaking, a colorless flame suddenly rose above his palm, and the fluffy snow ball was steamed in a moment. When the fog dissipated, Xiao Xiao handed his palm to Zheng Qing and showed him a little bit of ashes left on the palm of his palm.
Zheng Qing first learned that there would be ashes after the snow melted.
"In fact, such a little snow won't produce so many ashes," noticed the boy's surprised eyes, Dr. Xiao had to emphasize his tone: "I just want to leave a deeper impression on you... Don't talk about these small things, just talk about what you asked me to calculate."
After returning to school from the Silent Forest yesterday, Zheng Qing immediately shared with several companions the news outside the silent constraints of the teaching assistant team, such as the slightly mysterious Utyama tribe deep in the forest, and the Fire Meteor that anyone can see.
Considering that they had fallen into a sandbox world last Monday, Zheng Qing felt it was necessary to sort out the various news related to crows he had collected and conduct a formal deduction and divination.
Unlike the rapid divination performed by using tea, crystal balls, calculation sheets or tortoise shells on weekdays, formal divination requires more resources, longer preparation time, and more diviners. Correspondingly, those who can preside over the deduction need to at least register an excellent diviner at the wizard level.
Xiao Xiao's level is enough, and with Yuzui's connections, it is no problem to find seven or eight fortune tellers of similar level. In addition, Zheng Qing said that he would bear all the costs of this deduction, so early in the morning, Xiao Xiao began to work on this matter.
At this moment, when Zheng Qing heard Xiao Xiao mention this, he was immediately excited and threw the little episode that had just happened in the restaurant behind his head.
"How are you prepared?"
He couldn't wait to ask, and at the same time repeated his promise last night: "Have you found a few fortune tellers? Do I need to go to Qingqiu Mansion or other places to find someone to help? The materials are listed? I will report the amount directly for how much money is needed. I will reimburse it for the full amount, so don't worry about the cost... I must buy the best things!"
He patted his chest and held it with a big bag.
With the support of the "army purchase contract" of Sancha Sword, he is now full of confidence in doing such things.
Xiao Xiao sighed and did not answer immediately.
Zheng Qing vaguely felt something was wrong.
"There is something wrong?" He stopped and pinched the black gem cat in his hand.
"It's Professor Yi."
The fortune teller of the Yusin Hunting Team pursed his lips and held his glasses. He said in a short voice: "It is the first time I presided over this kind of deduction, so I want to ask Professor Yi for guidance. You also know that Professor Yi has always supported such things... Moreover, his office has the richest materials on divination and good quality. If you can buy it from him, it is much more cost-effective than outside."
"but."
Zheng Qing said this turning point for Dr.
Chapter completed!