Old-school wizards often say that there are two types of wizards in the world, one is a wizard whose soul controls the body, and the other is a wizard whose body is dominated by the soul. The former is externally manifested as self-awareness and self-discipline, while the latter is externally manifested as ignorance and out of control.
But Zheng Qing felt that in addition to these two types, there was a third type of wizard.
Knowing and out of control.
For example, those huge beings who exiled themselves into the starry sky; those lichs who slowly fell under the erosion of demonic aura; and for example, the black wizard Watre, who actively accepted the crow transformation, or Mr. Varis of the North District. They know that they may lose control at some point in the future, but they will not make any changes to this.
Zheng Qing doesn't want to become a third-class wizard.
He just wants to live peacefully.
But most of the time, life always likes to develop against people's wishes. Just like now, the seed of the forbidden spell had already made Zheng Qing tired of dealing with it, but now there is another blood seed in his body, so that sometimes a strange emotion arises in his heart, feeling that his body is like a fertile soil, and he wants to stuff all kinds of seeds into it to see if they can sprout.
Thinking of sprouting, he couldn't help but turn his head to look out the window.
The sunshine in late winter and early spring has become a little more warm. The golden sunshine, blue sky and white clouds, coupled with yellow fences, green vines, and colorful flowers have formed a beautiful small garden together.
The young public student couldn't help but stretch out his hand, spread his palms, and lifted up a ray of sunshine, as if a green bud would pop out of his palm in the next second, sprouting branches and leaves, and then a full flesh-filled and colorful flower ticking with bright red.
"...I am engaged in bloodline research, and I tend to look at problems from the perspective of bloodline transformation and evolution. Sometimes it is inevitable to see through the sky and omit other necessary clues. In addition, the magic world is vast and boundless, but the personal ability and vision are very limited. Therefore, in this matter, you should consult more professional professors and therapists, or get stones from other mountains... Stay, stay a step... You are welcome, it's all just a little work for colleagues..."
Professor Monteria's farewell words came to his ears.
I don’t know if it’s because he gained something when checking for Zheng Qing today, or because he has not yet fully controlled the true body of the great wizard, the professor’s qi is fluctuating, his emotions are much more excited than before, and his words seem a little verbose.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Yu's curious voice came from his ears.
Zheng Qing came back to his senses and immediately noticed that the other two great wizards were looking at him together, as if they were worried about something wrong with the examination just now, and suddenly felt embarrassed - others were worried about their health, but they were running away from the side.
Very uncharacteristic.
"Sorry," he apologized decisively, but did not mention his random thoughts, but said vaguely: "I just suddenly thought that the 'year' is about to pass... I feel a little emotional."
As he said that, he held the spread palm.
It seemed as if I wanted to grab the sunshine in my palm.
"Time flies."
Su Shijun repeated his words and chuckled, without even caring about the outsiders around him. The tone of the conversation turned slightly: "Do you know what the New Year means? It's not winter vacation, snow, braised carp or New Year beast. The New Year means spring is coming. The New Year is the Spring Festival. Just like the star at the end of the night, when you see it, the sun is about to rise."
While talking, a group of four people had already arrived at the entrance of Qingqiu Mansion.
The speaker may be unintentional, but the listener may be intentional.
Professor Monteria stopped in front of the shallow stream outside the fence, lowered her head, and looked at the clear stream flowing through her feet. Her cold and hard expression became softer, and the breath around her suddenly became much more stable.
He nodded with a very small amplitude and agreed softly: "Yes, after the New Year, will spring be far away?"
Similar to it.
Zheng Qing also thought of the little witch who had seen in the north district of Beta Town in the morning with a spell dyed with flower mud on her forehead. She thought silently. Perhaps for her, the day when Colma became a great wizard was the New Year for the wizards in the north district.
After Professor Monteria left, Su Shijun did not return to the mansion.
"I'll go to the laboratory and there are a few data that need to be re-verified." While speaking, she glanced at Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu who were standing beside her, her eyes rolled, and a smile on her lips: "If you want to do something bad, you can go to the second floor and find a room without anyone... Remember to avoid Dongdong, she is still young."
Zheng Qing almost fell into the shallow stream next to him.
However, after the witch said that, before the two of them reacted, they waved their sleeves and turned their bodies, and disappeared from the spot with a gust of fragrant wind. Several dead leaves swayed past Zheng Qing's eyes, and the cold air was as cool as the male witch's mood at this moment.
"What...what messes!"
The young public student smiled dryly, glanced at the witch beside him with no confidence, and emphasized as if he was a statement: "I don't know what she is talking about! I don't know!"
Unlike the scene where the witch's face was flushed and the heat on her head was steaming, Jiang Yu's expression was faint, and she turned around and walked into the mansion, leaving only one sentence: "I'm going to study."
The witch quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I remembered a problem that had troubled him for a long time.
He walked a few steps, put on the witch who was passing through the small garden, and asked in a low voice: "What are you learning recently? I feel very busy... Is there anything I can help... I mean, if necessary, I can learn together!"
"Aren't you afraid that Congressman Su will be unhappy?" Jiang Yu glanced at him.
"What does my study have to do with her?" Anyway, the big fox is not in the mansion, so the male witch is rarely tough, but she carefully lowered her voice.
Jiang Yu snorted lightly and his pace slowed down slightly.
It was not until the two of them quickly entered the flower hall that she explained in a faint tone: "I am different from you. If you want to graduate early with sufficient credits, you can only put in more effort and take a few professional courses... so you must hurry up every minute and every second."
Graduated early?!
Zheng Qing stopped, a little dumbfounded and a little moved.
Since Su Shijun and Lao Yao made this suggestion to him, he has been hesitating, part of the reason lies in Jiang Yu. But now, the witch is using her method to dispel this part of his concerns.
Jiang Yu would not stand there like Zheng Qing, staring blankly, and his figure had already disappeared deep in the flower hall.
A small piece of furry tail was exposed in the bushes next to him, shaking in the corner of the witch's eyes, shaking away the touch that had just risen in his heart.
With a dark face, he came to the bush and reached out to catch the sneaky Su Ya from it.
There were traces of sauce left after eating salted frog eyes on the little fox girl's mouth.
"You two, dogs, are you doing something bad on your back?" Su Ya ignored the embarrassment of being held in mid-air with her tail hanging down, put her hands on her hips, exploded her ears, and bit the male witch with great momentum.
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes wide.
"It's sneaky, not a dog swish!" He corrected Su Ya's wrong words, and then realized his mistake, and his tone became a little more annoyed: "What's sneaky about us?! But you... you are still trying to make a report while eating my snacks, where is your conscience?"
"What is conscience? Is it delicious?" The little fox girl didn't know if she was really stupid or pretended to be stupid.
"Where is Dongdong?"
"Doing arithmetic problems..."
"Since everyone is studying, you don't have to wipe the floor," Zheng Qing looked at the little fox girl calmly and carried her to the study: "...Today's task, copy the 'sneaky' a hundred times."