Three hundred and sixtieth eight chapters thank you
Monday, evening.
Ignoring the words "Don't do anything else" and "Nothing is appropriate" in the old almanac, or the transformation spell that was used the night before, the black cat jumped out of the balcony of dormitory 403 once again as the sky darkened.
This time, its destination is the Qingqiu Mansion at No. 54, West District, Beta Town.
Old Yao's words before the magic class in the morning were like a nail driven into the heart of the young public-sponsored student, so that he was a little distracted all day long. From time to time, he felt that a giant blue claw as big as a roof was about to fall on top of his head, knocking him down.
He chopped it into minced meat.
Coupled with the implicit hints in Lao Yao's words, he couldn't wait to transform and headed straight for his destination shortly after the sky darkened.
The streets were very lively in the first half of the night. People were coming and going on the pedestrian street, and the noise was unusual. However, the joys and sorrows of humans and cats were different. The black cat only felt that they were noisy.
Unlike the streets, the Qingqiu Mansion seemed particularly quiet at this time.
The grass sperms shuttle silently in every corner of the small garden, and any insect that dares to make a sound is prepared to be eaten; the flower sperms lie lazily among the petals of various colors, and from time to time they fly into the air.
It spits out faint but gorgeous rainbow light; and most of the maids in the mansion have also finished their work for the day and are quietly enjoying their moment of leisure.
The owner of the mansion was wearing a loose blue shirt, leaning against the window, holding a book in his hand, and a little fox with squinting eyes lying on his shoulder. The little fox's tail drooped downward, covering the witch's chest.
He swayed non-stop, very leisurely and contented.
Suddenly, the tail stopped wagging.
The little fox suddenly raised his head, looking out of the garden with his bright eyes, and his furry ears trembled slightly. The witch holding the book raised her hand, scratched the little fox's ears, and snorted: "Be calm, please."
Maybe people are just passing by..."
Before he finished speaking, a wet black cat emerged from between the rows of fences outside the mansion. It seemed that it had just crawled out of the water. The black hair of different lengths was tangled together, making it look particularly embarrassed.
"Why are you burying the talisman of the Chaos Spell by the stream!" the black cat yelled in annoyance, while shrinking and shaking vigorously several times, shaking away a crystal clear drop of water.
When he came outside the mansion today, he planned to jump directly over the creek outside the fence as usual, but unexpectedly stepped on a chaos spell. He instantly lost the ability to distinguish between east, west, north, south, water and shore, and plunged headlong into the creek.
After drinking several mouthfuls of cold water, I struggled to climb ashore.
The little fox screamed, jumped off the witch's shoulder excitedly, squeaked, and ran towards the black cat.
The witch by the window put down the book in her hand, glared at the little fox with some disgust, and then replied calmly: "Why else? The courtyard is deserted, the piano platform is empty, the orphans and widows are at home, why are the heavy doors not closed?
?”
The black cat choked half to death at these words.
Fortunately, the little fox had already run to it, roaring and circling around it like a puppy. The black cat patiently let her play with his tail, and then looked at the window again, hesitating.
How to speak.
After a while, it gave up all the roundabout routes in its mind and planned to go straight in. So it ran straight to the owner of the mansion, jumped up on the window sill, squatted in front of the witch, and bravely looked into her glasses.
When it was about to speak, it realized that its courage was not as strong as it thought, and asked in a weak tone: "What did you do last night?"
Su Shijun tilted his head, glanced at him, and replied naturally: "Nothing. Didn't you get beaten last night? I calculated that it seemed to be related to the old man who was a wandering wizard, so I went to destroy his room.
It must be dilapidated... In fact, I have been thinking about this for a long time. When I was in school, I wanted to smash it... After smashing it, I said hello to Milton and accidentally demolished his house... What are you doing?
Did this happen?"
really!
The black cat roared in his heart, embarrassed by the witch's understatement of mentioning the beating, but relieved by her frankness.
Immediately, it realized something even more fatal: "You still started fighting with the wandering wizard? Isn't he a dark wizard? Did you go alone? It's too dangerous!"
The corners of the witch's mouth curled up slightly, she picked up the book in her hand again, turned a page, and said lazily, "He's just a has-been old guy...who is not a great wizard!"
Squeak!
The little fox clung to the black cat and barked twice in approval. Su Shijun glanced at it and raised his hand, and the head maid of Qingqiu Mansion appeared quietly at the window sill.
"Take her to bed," the owner of the mansion ordered: "When you get up tomorrow morning, you will have to listen to grandma's lecture on the etiquette of the moonlight. Don't go to bed too late... watch her carefully and don't let her eat."
The little fox looked at the witch in shock, then turned to look at the black cat with an aggrieved look.
The black cat pulled his tail back from the little fox's paw with a slight guilty conscience, coughed twice, and nodded slightly: "Go to bed early and get up early for good health."
Su Man bowed slightly, hugged the little fox who was still making its final struggle, and left quietly.
The house became quiet again, fireflies flew silently outside the window, and the garden was dimly lit, which was really beautiful. Su Shijun was holding the book and reading quietly, as if he had made up his mind not to speak first.
The black cat is sitting on the windowsill, fidgeting.
After hesitating for a while, it chirped and carefully responded to the school's opinion: "Old Yao, I mean, what Professor Yao means is that since everyone is safe, let this matter go as it is, and the school will deal with it seriously.
Those students who violate school rules and disciplines..."
As it spoke, its courage unknowingly emerged again, and it bravely criticized the witch's behavior: "Besides, after all, you are also a member of the Yuexia Parliament and the eldest lady of Qingqiu. From now on, you will still do such impulsive things.
Don't do it. It's not only a personal risk, but also a bad image for you..."
The witch's eyebrows slowly raised.
The black cat's eyes were sharp and he hurriedly responded: "Anyway, thank you, thank you very much...about everything that happened last night."
The final thank you is sincere.
The witch snorted softly, accepted the black cat's thanks, and shook the book in her hand slightly: "After Poseidon's identity is exposed, you must be more careful in the future. This time it is just some students messing around... If it is outside, God knows
what happens."
Black Cat nodded in agreement honestly, and another thing in the morning flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but ask: "Speaking of students' mischief...last night, some students on campus suffered some skin injuries...similar to bruises on the nose and swollen face.
Do you know about this?"
Although it is now a cat, it remembers very clearly that just now the witch only mentioned fighting the wandering wizard and Milton, and did not mention the school students. Moreover, in its understanding, it is impossible for Su Shijun to be so proud as to bully him.
Xiao, go and clean up a group of school students.
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