After leaving the Hook Brothers Watch Store, Zheng Qing didn't bother to go for lunch and went straight back to the dormitory.
While still on the road, he hurriedly flew a paper crane for Li Meng, and used a photo of Su Shijun's latest signature as bait, and asked the little witch to help collect a piece of Jiang Yu's hair.
The promise of the witch obviously gave Li Meng a great motivation.
When he returned to the dormitory, the sound of paper crane pecking at the glass sounded from the balcony window, and the paper crane that the little witch flew back was mixed with a thin black hair.
"If you break your promise, Merlin will punish you!!!"
Li Meng drew three big exclamation marks in his reply letter, and the threat was beyond words. Zheng Qing curled his lips, carefully put away the hair, and threw the letter paper aside.
He just didn't break his promise. He just went to the Qingqiu Mansion next time he went to Su Shijun's study. If he didn't help, it wouldn't be difficult to ask Boseidong to help steal one.
Then he walked towards the bed, intending to see what gift Su Shijun gave. He pulled open the curtain and thrust, a lot of gifts poured out of his bed, like an out-of-control mudslide.
"Why are there so many?"
The witch screamed in shock.
"You should be a little self-aware." The fat wizard hugged Tuantuan and came over, puffing up his cheeks like a huge toad, spitting out venom: "By the way, except for acquaintances, I don't recommend you open the gifts of others in the dormitory... You always have to choose auspicious days and a safer place."
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes silently.
"I'm not stupid."
He curled his lips and quickly picked out the gifts in the pile of gifts, and quickly selected the gift boxes of his friends, but at the same time, he gradually frowned.
Because in addition to acquaintances such as Su Shijun, Colma, and Linguo, he also received gifts from Sir Friedman, Sepulano, and Andrew Taylor.
Fatty Xin obviously saw the business card on the gift box.
"They shouldn't curse or play tricks on you in the gift." The fat wizard scratched the fat cat's chin, nodded very pertinently, and then shook his head: "Well, the little wolf cub of Andrew Taylor is exceptional... Have you reconciled with them at the moon dance?"
He looked at the young public-paid student in suspicion.
"No, don't ask, I don't know why."
Zheng Qing put the gifts of the "Strangers" aside - he had a little unsure of the gifts of several Blood Friends bosses, which was nothing more than the "smart people" theory that Su Shijun said. However, now he is very tight and has no time to play guessing games here.
The remaining three gifts, one from Linguo, is the only Alpha in the Yusin Hunting Team. Everyone in the team received his Christmas gift; one from Colma, the square box is particularly eye-catching; and the other from Qingqiu Mansion.
Zheng Qing first dismantled the forest fruit box.
A thing that looked like a glass top came out. Zheng Qing looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember what its name was.
"This is a black magic mirror."
Xiao Xiao's slightly abrupt voice rang behind Zheng Qing: "He probably heard that you were cursed, but he gave you a very practical gift... This spectacle can be used to detect whether there is black magic around him. If so, it will glow, rotate, scream... Oh, just like that."
Before he finished speaking, the "glass gyro" in Zheng Qing's hand fell to the ground and began to spin wildly, screaming, and at the same time, it flashed with a nearly black red light.
"The thicker the red light color, the stronger the malice nearby is against you." Xiao Xiao added happily.
“There is no doubt that your gift is a big problem.”
The fat wizard moved to the side without hesitation, further away from the Christmas gifts given by the "Anonymous", and reminded the young public-paid students: "I think it is necessary to throw a freezing curse or similar spell on them to avoid... You know, similar roar letters, if you firmly refuse to disassemble them, they will become very terrifying."
As he said that, he pretended to shivered. The fat cat in his arms shook his beard and shook his tail, showing a mocking expression similar to that of the fat wizard.
"Tell me how to shut it up first!"
Zheng Qing yelled loudly, trying to stuff the spectator into his socks. Although this behavior effectively prevented the red and black flashes, it could not stop it from continuing to move and screaming.
"Unless you eliminate the dark magic around you, or smash it." The doctor held his glasses and stopped, giving another suggestion: "Or, you stuff it into the bed first and wrap it tighter."
Without saying a word, Zheng Qing stuffed his socks into the deepest part of the quilt, and pressed it with a pillow. Sure enough, both screaming and flashing were much more restrained, almost nothing.
Then there is the second gift, from the Great Wizard of the North District.
When I opened the box, I was just fine. It was a brass-made moon. During the moon dance, Colma once said that he would give a moon to the witch.
Zheng Qing placed it on the desk, and the fat cat jumped out of the fat man's arms. The interested person stood up and fiddled with the moonball with his claws, listening to it making a pleasant and soft buzzing sound.
There is a small rotating nine-tail logo on the third gift box, which is the emblem of the Su family in Qingqiu.
Zheng Qing suddenly felt a little quiet in the room. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin staring at the small box in his hand and Dylan. He was also wearing pajamas and standing behind the people with his eyelids hanging down.
"When did you come back?" Zheng Qing was startled by the sudden appearance of the vampire werewolf.
"Before you come back," Dylan yawned a big yawn and urged: "Disassemble quickly, I will continue to go back to make up for my sleep after reading the gift."
Zheng Qing curled his lips and quickly opened Su Shijun's gift.
There was a slender wooden box and a card in the box. Zheng Qing ignored the card and opened it directly. Then, in the surrounding awesome sounds, he saw a foxtail pen lying on a velvet cloth - almost exactly the same as the one he borrowed during the winter hunting. The green color seemed to have a faint magic halo, giving people the feeling that it could record anything.
Zheng Qing picked up the card and wrote four lines in thick bold words on it—
"Not my tail!"
"It's useful for my tail hair!!"
"No lending to others!!!"
"Also, Boseidong has also given you a gift, she is looking forward to your return!!!"
The male witch threw down the card and stared at the gifts of the 'strangers' he piled on the side, looking confused: "Bosedong also gave a gift? Why didn't I see it!"