For many entertainment venues around First University, this is the most prime time of the week for consumption.
The students, who had been busy for five days, had already had a full rest on Saturday morning. They were full of energy and had full wallets, and they urgently needed a suitable place to release the hormones accumulated in their young bodies.
As a result, bars have become a place where many people hang out.
There are Green Bees, Demonic Blood Wine, Fog Wine, a variety of desserts and fruits, as well as young and lovely student girls from four colleges. If you have enough confidence in your charm, the bar owner will not stop a conversation.
A beautiful encounter happens.
As one of the best bars on Beta Town Pedestrian Street, Wandering Bar is always crowded and lively during this period.
Several senior students skillfully pushed open the door of the Wandering Bar and stuffed the admission tickets in their hands into the mouth of the big frog squatting at the door.
The frog guarding the door puffed out his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls of the admission ticket, spit out a few cards, and extended his long tongue to pass them to several guests.
"I've always thought the way to enter the Wandering Bar is a bit disgusting." Arthur Ness put a handkerchief on his hand and took the silver-white hand card with some disgust: "I don't know why some people like this place!"
The frog's lips twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young people maliciously.
"Perhaps because there are so many people here, everyone likes this place." Sima Yi took off his number plate from the sticky tongue without caring, put it on his wrist, and said gently to the big frog: "
Never mind, they're just pure alphas."
The frog retracted his tongue and made a gurgling sound in his throat.
"I just happened to bring some big willow flies, you might like it." Sima Yi smiled and took out a glass jar from his pocket and placed it on the stone platform next to the frog.
In the jar, a group of black flies were shaking their wings, beating their green bellies, and blowing their trumpets hoarsely.
The corners of the frog's wide mouth turned up, and he nodded reservedly, indicating that the young people could go in.
Arthur Ness looked at Sima Yi's actions mockingly, with a look of disdain on his face.
"I should write you a letter of recommendation." Mr. Ness said in an almost sarcastic tone: "Maybe Sir Friedman will like your meticulous style."
"Thank you very much." Sima Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets with a lazy expression on his face.
"What are we doing here today?" Kitano Yuan, who had been following the two of them, said in a hurried tone: "I think it would be more appropriate for us to stay in a library or something like that recently."
"If you didn't stay in the library every day before, then don't go to the library every day now." Sima Yi opened the curtain in front of him and explained slowly: "We didn't do anything wrong, there is no need to feel guilty."
Arthur Ness nodded thoughtfully.
"But why is it so quiet here today?" Kitano Yuan followed the two people, passed through the curtain, and turned into the lobby of the Wandering Bar. He asked in surprise: "Where are the music and lights? Where are the elf waiters?"
Under normal circumstances, this hall should be bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, with flashing lights overhead and sharp noises in the ears. When guests come in, elves will float to them and hand them delicious drinks and delicacies.
.
But now, there is none of this.
The candles hanging from the ceiling were gathered deep into the hall, plunging the rest of the bar into deep darkness.
Those guests who should be noisy and crazy, actually held their breath and gathered quietly under the light, seemingly without any dissatisfaction or restlessness.
"Originally, it was just because there are some interesting people here that I wanted you to meet." Sima Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at the only light in the depths of the hall, and said with great interest: "But obviously, we met
Something more interesting."
"It seems like a spirit witch is descending upon the spirit?" Arthur Ness sniffed, with a look of confusion on his face.
He smelled a strange fragrance that seemed familiar to him.
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out."
Several people came outside the crowd and saw that the front row was full of freshmen, so they squeezed in unceremoniously.
The newcomers who were squeezed away turned around and saw the signs on the chests of these old students. They all closed their mouths and took a few steps back in frustration.
The crowd was divided into two open spaces.
A black-haired girl was kneeling in an open space.
At this moment, she was lowering her head, her hands were covered with unknown red liquid, and she was drawing a complex pattern on the smooth floor. There were some jade plates and bamboo slips scattered around her feet.
It can be seen that she is setting up the formation.
The girl's disheveled hair hid her face, and several Alpha students didn't know who she was.
But the figure standing in front of the table in another open space impressed Arthur and Kitano Gen deeply.
"Zheng Qing." The corners of Arthur Ness's mouth twitched, and the name burst out from between his teeth.
"Oh? Is he Zheng Qing?" Sima Yi looked at the plain-looking boy at the desk with interest, then turned to look at a girl watching next to him: "Excuse me, can you tell me what happened here?
"
She was accosted by an old sophomore student, especially this old student with a handsome face. The girl who was questioned immediately blushed with embarrassment.
But this did not prevent her from explaining in detail to several old students the accident that happened in the bar not long ago.
Call down spirits, draw talismans, break fingers to seal spirits.
The story is very simple, but also twists and turns.
Sima Yi was very interested in inquiring into these ordinary-sounding but somewhat incredible things in detail, and then turned to look at his companions.
"Maybe we can go back." He said in an extremely relaxed tone.
Mr. Ness did not speak. He looked carefully at the little wizard lying on the bar by the bright candlelight.
"Is that little girl the spiritual witch who almost broke her vows?" He murmured, with a hint of interest on his face: "In other words, Zheng Qing bit off a bunch of fingers to save her?"
Sima Yi did not speak, he was vaguely aware of Arthur Ness's plan.
He felt that he needed to interrupt Mr. Ness's unrealistic thoughts.
"It seems that this little girl has a good relationship with Zheng Qing." Arthur Ness glanced at Sima Yi and licked his dry lips: "Maybe I should find a few friends to complain to the Umbrella Committee about this almost illegal behavior.
."
"It's almost against the ban, which means it's not against the ban yet." Sima Yi turned his head and looked at Arthur's pale, shiny face. He couldn't help stroking his forehead and sighed: "Don't add to the confusion. If you look carefully
The girl who is outlining the formation should be able to guess her identity from the forbidden steps she wears around her waist. Do you think those friends of yours will go to find trouble with the Jiang family?"
Arthur Ness opened his mouth, but finally closed it unwillingly.