Hearing the word ‘longevity turtle’, Zheng Qing subconsciously glanced at Xiao Xiao.
This is the second time he heard about this place today.
Soprano just said that Liu Feifei's cobra, which was suspected of being a faceless demon, disappeared into the longevity turtle mud pond on the east side of Linzhong Lake. And now, Professor Garcia also said that the longevity turtle there saw traces of black sheep.
If there are too many coincidences, they are no longer coincidences.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qing's idea of leaving Wei City became more and more urgent.
But before leaving, he needed to find Jiang Yu and Poseidon - he didn't have the guts to leave Poseidon alone and go back to school. In that case, what Su Shijun cut off would not be his shadow.
After bidding farewell to Professor Garcia, Zheng Qing walked around Wei City in a large circle.
The traces of the witches were easily found.
They were standing at the door of a fish skin tent on the edge of the market, looking inside. The little fox was lying in Jiang Yu's arms, playing with his tail boredly, while Kolma was in Jiang Yu's ear, whispering something.
, with a naughty smile on his face.
Jiang Yu's cheeks were a little red and her eyes were bright.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Qing shouted from a distance.
His voice was very conspicuous in the quiet fairground, attracting a lot of attention around him. This pressure immediately made the wizard swallow back the rest of his words.
After Korma saw Zheng Qing, she sighed slightly, with a trace of disappointment flashing across her face.
"What kind of place is this? Is it divination?" Zheng Qing walked in and saw a short fishbone wood protruding from the side of the fish skin tent. On the wood was a small green flag with ink scrawled on it.
The word 'Bu'.
"This is an ancient divination technique passed down by the fish-men tribe, a very old, very ancient psychic divination method." Korma explained: "It's just that the accuracy is not that good... The only thing in school that studies ancient divination rituals is
The wizard knows a little bit."
Xiao Xiao's eyes brightened when he heard that it was related to divination.
"Do you want to divine something?" Zheng Qing asked curiously.
Jiang Yu's calm face turned red again, and she said in a hurried tone: "Sheep, about goat milk... We, we want to ask what's going on with goat milk in school!"
Zheng Qing glanced at her suspiciously.
Kolma curled her lips and said nothing. The little fox fell down laughing in Jiang Yu's arms, twitching its tail, as if it could stop laughing at any time. Jiang Yu pursed her lips and moved her fingers skillfully.
He kneaded behind the little fox's ears and between his neck, and soon Poseidon snored comfortably.
You are a fox, not a cat!
Zheng Qing cursed, and then asked: "Have you finished the divination?"
This time it was Colma who answered him.
"If the divination is over, we won't be standing at the door, right?" She folded her arms and stood lazily aside, seeming to have lost interest in what happened next.
"Since it hasn't started yet, let's go and have a look together." Xiao Xiao immediately responded, adjusting the black-rimmed glasses on his face: "I have always been interested in psychic divination... but because this kind of magic involves
There are many uncertainties and mysterious pollution, and it is difficult to find fortune tellers outside who are familiar with the relevant rituals."
Zheng Qing hesitated for a second and finally agreed.
It was only a few dozen minutes anyway, and he had already wasted so much time in the market. Going out earlier or later would not have much impact. Moreover, he had not yet decided who to look for when he got out - he wanted to go to Lin Guo first and tell the little wizard Black Goat.
There is a glimmer of hope in the matter; it is better to go to the bookstore to find the raccoon dog and ask if there are any taboos in its muddy ponds; or to go to Professor Yao and ask the school to investigate whether there is a demon hiding on the east bank of Linzhong Lake.
In short, any method has advantages and disadvantages.
Xiao Xiao took the lead in opening the curtain of the fish skin tent and walked in. Then Jiang Yu hugged Poseidon, then Korma. Zheng Qing was the last one to go in.
As soon as he entered the tent, he couldn't help but cough violently.
The tent was filled with a strong smoke, as if someone was burning wet pine wood, or as if hundreds of big men were smoking dry cigarettes together. The blue-white smoke filled every corner of the tent, and could not be seen from a few meters away.
The figure is clear.
Severe coughing sounds came and went.
It lasted for tens of seconds, the coughing gradually stopped, and the smoke in the tent also dissipated a lot. Zheng Qing was finally able to see clearly the figures of his companions and the decorations in the tent - the wizard suspected that the dissipated smoke was caused by
They were sucked into his stomach. This made him feel a little bad.
"Welcome...hiss...welcome."
A harsh and hoarse voice sounded at the end of the tent, where a long stone table was placed, with a stooped old fishman sitting behind the table.
The old fishman is very old. Its huge eyes occupy almost a quarter of its face. The white nebula and blue-grey eyes together form an aura of dying. The fins on its back are dry.
And Rare, a lot of the scales on its hands have also fallen off. When speaking, the fish tentacles at the corners of its mouth trembled slightly, as if the voice was slightly louder, and those fragile fish tentacles would detach from its lower jaw.
Even in First University, Zheng Qing had never seen such an old fish-man.
Compared with it, Professor Garcia is simply a strong fish-man boy!
This was a wandering fishman. Zheng Qing confirmed this fact immediately. Not only because this old fishman had a strange appearance and was full of the atmosphere from outside the island, but also because its clothes were similar to those in Linzhong Lake.
Fish people are out of place.
For example, rosary beads made of baby skulls, human skin hats worn on the head, cloaks woven with unicorn hair and bluebird tail feathers - such magic items that contain a large number of prohibited items, the fishmen on Phuket Island
They have been modified so long ago that they have forgotten how to use them.
Only the wandering fishmen from outside will preserve the traditions of these ancient fishmen.
Perhaps this also explains why this fishman uses ancient psychic divination.
Unlike Zheng Qing who paid attention to the old fish-man priest, Xiao Xiao looked at every decoration in the tent with fascination. His eyes ranged from the huge antlers, dried bearskin, and elephants with ivory hanging on the surrounding walls.
Skulls, whips made of oxtails and other ornaments were slid over each piece, and the quill in his hand was crazily recording everything in the black notebook.
A crisp and ethereal singing voice suddenly sounded.
Zheng Qing suddenly turned around and noticed that in addition to the old fish-men, there was also a row of little fish-men wearing animal skin robes sitting in the tent. They were the choir of the old priest.
It is different from the ferocious appearance and turbid aura of adult fishmen.
The young fish-man has a very clean aura and a somewhat cute appearance. It has big eyes, translucent scales, clean and soft fins, and a clear and sweet voice.
It reminds me of a sentence.
"One is flesh and blood made of water, and the other is turbid matter made of mud and nirvana."