February 14th is the first day of the Lunar New Year.
It's also Valentine's Day.
It is suitable for marriage, moving, and moving; it is not suitable for opening, digging ground, and planting.
The New Year's Eve lasted until dawn. Throughout the afternoon, Bouji Island was almost shrouded in a deep dream to make up for the energy consumed last night.
But Zheng Qing felt that he seemed to be more tired when he was sleeping than when he was awake.
Last night, Su Shijun caught a bag in public and sent flowers secretly. After falling asleep in the morning, he began to wave a small hoe in his dream, loosen the soil, water and fertilize the small garden of Qingqiu Mansion, and then replant the seedlings he picked under Su Shijun's supervision, without stopping for almost a moment.
Even so, Senator Su, who was standing on the edge of the garden, was still dissatisfied. He waved a furry foxtail whip, squirting the air, and the intimidation was beyond words.
Bang!
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing felt that the last whip was particularly real, as if it was not something that happened in a dream.
He opened his eyes in a daze and happened to see a blue fox tail coming into his eyes, constantly enlarging, and then it was blurred heavily on his face.
Bang!
Puff, puff!
The young public student vomited fox fur stuffed into his mouth and sat up in panic, then found that the tail belonged to Bosedong. At this moment, the little fox was wearing a beautiful black robe with a jade pendant hanging on his neck, jumping around on his bed excitedly, looking energetic.
It's great to be young.
The witch muttered, feeling relieved.
Slap, he lay back on the pillow and closed his eyes. Before he opened his eyes, he was working hard in his dream. Because he accidentally planted an oleander, he was whipping it hard by Su Shijun. Fortunately, it was just a nightmare.
Jiji!
Seeing that Zheng Qing seemed to want to sleep again, the little fox was immediately unhappy and jumped around his chest with his big tail, and at the same time, he was urging him to change his clothes and go out for a walk.
However, Zheng Qing is already over the age of being excited about wearing new clothes and having a holiday.
"Don't make trouble."
The witch closed her eyes, weakly pushed open the hair on her chest, touched the pocket watch beside her pillow, and glanced at the time with a ray of light leaking from the corner of her eyes. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, but he felt that he had just closed his eyes, or rather, he felt that he was even more tired now than before going to bed.
Jiji!
The little fox persevered and jumped to his chest again and urged him.
"If you don't go, what are the streets you are going to visit in the first day of the Chinese New Year... Huh, Huh..." The witch felt that her eyelids were about to stick together again. He had to hurry up and sleep for a while before he started working in his dream: "...You slept soundly when you were at 7th last night, but I didn't even blink... Huh, Huh... Cough cough!"
A violent cough interrupted his sleepiness.
A ball of cold and sticky liquid rushed into Zheng Qing's throat, causing him to choke and cough repeatedly. Then the cold feeling spread rapidly towards his limbs and bones with the stomach as the center. In the blink of an eye, he felt like he was thrown into the ice hole.
hiss!
The male witch was sucking air conditioning and bounced off the bed like a zombie out of the coffin.
"woke up?"
Su Shijun stood at the head of his bed, with his hands behind his back, looked at the boy with a confused look, and blew a little tone on his face: "Wake up quickly when you wake up... It's time to go to greet your elders!"
The fragrant wind blew on my face, but it couldn't blow up a ripples in the boy's heart.
"What did you eat for me just now?" Zheng Qing wiped his mouth in panic. The tip of his tongue was numb from ice, and he couldn't taste any taste. At the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the witch's hand and did not see the whip in the dream.
Fortunately, the word flashed through the boy's mind again.
"A energy potion, add some mint essential oil, I think it will be very useful to you." Su Shijun picked up Bosedong who was jumping around on the bed, turned around and walked out: "There is your new clothes at the head of the bed, get up quickly... After breakfast, I have to go to greet the elders."
Zheng Qing turned to look at the bedside.
His new clothes were a black robe, which was made of thick materials and felt as smooth as satin. From time to time, a delicate and detailed runes flashed across the corners of the robe. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a lot of protective magic on this robe, which is definitely not cheap.
Paired with the robe are also a pair of ruby cufflinks and a Kunlun jade brooch.
It was not until breakfast that Zheng Qing realized that he and Su Shijun and Bosedong's new robe were the same in color and the same shape, including the brooch, and the styles of the brooch on the chests of the three of them were exactly the same.
"Are there any other elders of your Qingqiu Mansion on Bouji Island?" The boy forced himself to ignore the small details about the clothing and instead asked Su Shijun what he mentioned twice in the morning.
The implication is that if he wants to leave the island, he will not go.
"Qingqiu? Of course not." The witch's answer was beyond his expectations, but it was reasonable: "I am a member of the Moonless Parliament. The Moonless Parliament is the highest among all the wizards on Phuket Island!"
"Then the 'elder' you said before..." Zheng Qing's tone was a little hesitant.
"Oh, of course it's your elder." The witch leaned over and helped him dust off a green fox hair stained on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Aren't your sir on the island? I remember you have been looking for him recently... It just so happened that today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and your wishes will come true."
Zheng Qing is not as confident as she is.
Because if the gentleman wanted to see him, when he went to Sanyou Bookstore a few days ago, he would not have seen a house full of dust.
...
Facts have proved that Zheng Qing did not have too high expectations.
There is still no one in Sanyou Bookstore today.
There are no cats, either.
"...If you pray, you will give it to you. If you look for it, you will find it. If you knock on the door, you will open it. For everyone who prays will get it. If you look for it, you will find it. If you knock on the door, you will open it for him..."
A group of wizards in the north district were conducting a festival parade on the street. The messy slogans were mixed with the contents of the Gospel of Matthew, and they were still vaguely the same movement of "Please Give Me a Frog", but Zheng Qing heard it at this time, but he was quite upset.
"I knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't see him open the door." The witch muttered, and looked carefully at Su Shijun beside her, but was surprised to find that the witch was looking at the vendors following behind the parade intent.
"Since today is inconvenient, let's come again another day." She held the witch's arm, dragged him to the group of vendors without saying a word, "Today's first day of the Lunar New Year, don't always think about going back to wrap your talisman bullets. It's time to relax or relax... I saw Yunpian cake, buy it for me!"
"Don't...be careful." The boy avoided the noisy crowd on both sides and the crowds.
"Don't worry, as long as you put your hat on, no one can recognize who we are." The witch dusted his sleeves, with a hint of complacent tone: "This robe is not just beautiful!"