It swims between Linzhong Lake, Jiuyou, Alpha and Beta Town, as flexible as a real fish. Everyone is its 'friend' and is willing to give it a little help within its ability.
that's enough.
Because no matter how special it is, it is still a fish-man, a fish-man who is restricted by the Wizarding Code and campus regulations, has a very small range of activities, and is very hostile (discriminated) by ordinary wizards.
From another perspective, no matter how hard it tries to pretend to be 'like' a wizard, the caution, selfishness, cunning, and even cruelty derived from the fish-man bloodline are quietly affecting it, just like its appearance.
, drawing a clear line between it and its 'friends'.
On this side of the line are its wizard friends; on the other side of the line are its fellow tribesmen.
When it led the tribesmen at the bottom of the lake out of Linzhong Lake, crossed the line, and came to a strange land, the tribesmen showed great sensitivity and suspicion. Any slightest disturbance would cause them uneasiness and commotion.
Just like now.
The original deal between the murlocs and the Ouroboros hunting team had already tightened the fins of Iseni's companions, and now new uninvited guests came from the river - this made the number of wizards greatly exceed that of the murlocs.
Quantity, for ordinary fishmen, it is difficult for them to distinguish the difference between an Alpha and a Nine. In their eyes, everyone wearing robes is the same.
Therefore, when Zheng Qing's eyes fell on the murlocs, the murlocs behind Iseni bared their fangs and let out threatening hisses from their throats.
Zheng Qing had no intention of bringing these murlocs back to school who could easily be judged to be illegally leaving the country at a glance. Even if this move would allow him to receive a small bonus from the school working committee.
Having just escaped from a group of crazy Gaitrasi, the young wizard needed to collect his thoughts.
The reason why Zheng Qing took another look at those fish-men before was because he felt that the scene in front of him was particularly familiar, giving him a very strong sense of déjà vu - the fish-men under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a thin halo, and they
The scales on his body shimmered with a translucent brilliance.
With the magic moonlight falling over the river bend, the young public-funded student could clearly see the transparent slightly wrinkled eyelids of the fish-men, the huge, round eyes, and even the black spots and spots on the eyes.
Densely bloodshot.
After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized.
During the night patrol last year, one night, in the same forest, under the same night, the same Iseni and his fish-men companions were making a deal with the short wizard.
It's just that the wizard at that time was named Serprano.
And now.
Zheng Qinggang nodded slightly to Iseni.
Andrew Taylor's pudgy figure inserted smoothly between Zheng Qing and the fish-man, blocking the gaze of the captain of the Forgiveness Hunting Team. He looked at these uninvited guests with a smile: "...the weather is good today."
Zheng Qing raised his head and glanced at the waning moon in the sky, then silently withdrew his gaze: "What are you..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, he was interrupted by Andrew: "Are you coming from the water?"
Zheng Qing was choked for a moment, paused, and then reluctantly nodded: "Obviously."
"The wizard has a rule for guests who come up from the water - you must ask them questions first, rather than being asked by them. Otherwise, you will be in bad luck." Andrew seemed to be explaining his rudeness.
Zheng Qing had never heard of such a rule.
But he would not be stupid enough to argue with the other party on this kind of matter, so he just glanced at the fishmen behind the pudgy wizard and smiled: "It seems that they have the same origin as us... You can also ask them
Is there a problem?"
"No."
Andrew spread his hands and said sincerely: "So I am a little unlucky now... In order to prevent this bad luck from passing on, I hope everyone will abide by this old-school wizard rule."
Zheng Qing was choked again.
He remembered that Andrew had not been so poor-spoken before, so why did he become like this after not seeing him for a summer vacation? But then again, anyone who was caught having a glimpse of something private would not have a good temper.
What's more, Andrew has a bad temper to begin with.
Compared with the gentle-tempered captain, there were quite a few other hunters in the Exoneration Hunting Team who had a bad temper. After hearing those harsh words from the other side, their faces immediately changed.
"Put it out quickly!" Zhang Jixin tugged at his gloves impatiently: "Ask whatever you want, there are so many bullshit! Your misfortune is your fault alone, I have great luck!"
"I can tell." The captain of the Ouroboros Hunting Team complimented, turning to look at Zheng Qing: "Then, a very simple question, why are the guests here?"
"It's not for these things anyway." Zheng Qing glanced at the boxes in front of the murlocs.
Julian quietly moved in front of the box, as if he wanted to cover the sight of the public-funded students. Zheng Qing smiled friendly at him, saying that he had seen everything.
The first box was filled with damp Dharma books, neatly stacked. There were also three dusty deerskin bags piled on top of the Dharma books. They were bulging and tightly tied at the mouth. I don’t know what was inside.
What.
The second box contained neatly arranged herbs. Zheng Qing could easily identify many familiar materials - such as fish bone wood, siren scales, fish scale grass, dried fish wives, red clam skulls, fish blood, etc. -
-Before the blood club's 'notice' was issued, D&K of the Forgiveness Hunting Team also had a 'deal' with the fishmen of Linzhong Lake, and these items were also placed in the cupboards of the store.
In the third box, there was a bunch of messy things, such as a wet deerskin bag, dragonskin gloves with missing fingers, unknown herbs smashed into glass bottles, strange spells carved on bamboo slips, cloth
Crucibles and mortars covered with green moss, etc.
The variety is astonishing.
"It's true that 'only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps'." Zheng Qing sighed with emotion.
Andrew raised his eyebrows and unexpectedly remained quiet.
Dylan took out a hairpin handkerchief from nowhere, covered his nose, and moved a few steps forward. His eyes swept over Andrew and landed on the boxes: "Oh... so many second-hand goods!
"
"To be precise, they are just old things." The captain of the Ouroboros Hunting Team changed his previous gentleness and corrected Mr. Vampire Werewolf's words lukewarmly.
Zheng Qing was a little confused at first as to why Dylan suddenly showed up, but in the next second, he realized that half of Dylan's blood was also a werewolf, and he belonged to the very old Talbot family of the werewolf tribe, while Andrew was a new werewolf.
The Taylor family was not so harmonious to begin with.
"There is no difference," Dylan glanced at the pudgy werewolf arrogantly, a bit condescendingly: "A real noble under the moon will not use other people's second-hand goods. If you buy second-hand goods, you will also buy other people's bad luck.