Zheng Qing naturally thanked Bumin for the suggestions of Congressman Su.
He was not afraid of anything, mainly because he had just two days since the official school started, and he had already taken ten courses. Although most of the courses had not started to leave homework, the courses that kept homework and the preview content for the remaining nearly twenty classes had already made him exhausted.
In addition, tomorrow will be five more courses, and the history of magic and classical science in the morning require a lot of memory. Zheng Qing didn't want to delay the road for half an hour after getting up tomorrow.
It's definitely not afraid of anything!
The young assistant teacher silently repeated this sentence in his heart, raised his head and just about to speak, he saw the big fox on the roof swaying his tail, and his figure disappeared without a trace. Only the sound of the empty night was left: "Forget it if you don't want to come, don't come for the rest of your life if you have the ability!"
A word made the boy choke and was at a loss.
Colma looked at the scene with a smile, and saw the witch turn her head, quickly raised her hand, shaking it in a very small range, with a hint of regret: "Since you don't even want to go to Councillor Su, you must be even less fond of my tavern... It's already so late, do you need to take you back to school?"
The witch shook her head very slowly, and had not yet come back to her senses from the disappearance of the big fox.
But Colma didn't give him more time to think. Seeing that he refused, his smile calmed down, and he blew up, muttering words like "scumbag" vaguely, and then turned around and disappeared without a trace.
I just left someone standing on the cold street and watching the lively learning scenes in the tavern, caught off guard.
He looked around and looked around.
Fortunately, it was late at night and there were no pedestrians on the streets.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the edamame that had just been rubbing secretly from the shadows. The moment the big fox appeared, the dog disappeared from the corner of the wall. He sighed deeply: "No wonder the Master said that only women and villains are hard to raise..."
Crack!
A very thin beam of lightning fell out of thin air and hit the witch's head, which immediately trembled.
Meow ~
Mao Dou looked at the boy with pity and rolled his ankles with his tail to show comfort.
The little episode that happened in this secluded corner on Tuesday night did not have any obvious impact on Zheng Qing's life. If you have to say that, that night, I rejected Su Shijun's suggestion. When I came back from the North District, I wonder if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that there were eyes staring at him in the dark, making the hairs on his back stand up one by one.
But Maodou didn't notice any abnormality from beginning to end. The little green snake that was hanging in the witch's head seemed to have hibernated, and he didn't say a word without saying a word.
It was not until I entered the school that the feeling of being lit up in my back suddenly disappeared.
Zheng Qing thought about it for a long time but couldn't clearly doubt the object of doubt.
The main reason is that he has too many people who are unlucky, and too many people have inquired about his behavior. For example, the fanatical fan of Congressman Su, although the frequency has decreased now, has not stopped "attacking" Zheng Qing from beginning to end. Zheng Qing is always worried about when he will get another stick. For example, those crows, although the schools and alliances all believe that they have been captured by Lian Mao, Zheng Qing always feels that things are not that simple. Moreover, he killed a black wizard during the winter vacation. Who knows if there are any disciples and grandchildren who want to cause trouble for themselves? For example, reporters from newspapers such as Beta Town Post have made an interview with him. The paper cranes that he had made an exclusive interview with him have not stopped in recent days.
Of course, there is also the biggest suspect: the guy who slashed him with a lightning that night.
But Zheng Qing didn't have the time and did not have the courage to confront the suspect in front of him.
Wednesday the next day.
When I was getting up early to do morning class, Xiao Xiao noticed a strand of yellow and withered hair curled up on Zheng Qing's forehead at a glance, and was surprised: "I remember you said that last night was a 'Moluxury Study'... When did the Moluxury Study class catch fire?"
The ink talisman is a yin attribute talisman, and it rarely causes talisman effects such as thunder and fire that are strong and strong.
Zheng Qing couldn't admit that he had been struck by lightning, so he could only vaguely say nonsense such as "the talisman drawing", "there was a mistake", and "the disaster came from the sky".
If it were Fatty Xin, 80% would have been perfunctory by Zheng Qing.
But Xiao Xiao just looked at the strand of scorched hair for a few minutes and then laughed with certainty: "It's indeed 'the disaster comes from the sky'. The red dots struck by lightning under your hair are still there... I've seen Fulu Liao's hair scorched, but I've never seen Fulu Liao's hair scorched, but I've even given you a red mole."
Zheng Qing's face froze, and he subconsciously reached out to stroke the tuft of burnt hair.
A slight tingling sensation of needle-like pricks came from the scalp.
Then he noticed the refreshing hairstyle that the doctor was taking care of today, and his eyes lit up: "What did you wear with your hair today? Oil? Hair spray? Moss? No matter what, lend me some..."
"You are a guy who is invisible all day long. Can anyone see it if you wipe it?" Dr. Xiao looked at him with contempt: "Or, do you want the strong smell of hairspray to expose your traces? Of course, it doesn't matter. But I thought that even if you shave your head and go to class, no one would know..."
Although it is unpleasant, the truth is not bad.
Zheng Qing's face was gray and he wanted to struggle to save his face. At this moment, he felt something jumping in the gray cloth bag, and subconsciously reached in, and then took out a ruby ring.
It is the identity precept of the seven deadly sins.
He blinked his eyes, brushed his fingers through the gems on the ring, and an extremely faint flow of information was passed along his fingertips. Zheng Qing's thoughts swept over, and the ash on his face quickly faded, turning into a mixed expression of strangeness and surprise.
This expression is hard not to arouse Xiao Xiao's curiosity.
"Is something wrong?"
He tied his belt, glanced at the time, and added: "We still have ten minutes of free time. If it's not particularly troublesome, I can help you see the crystal ball."
"It's not all that trouble," Zheng Qing hesitated, and finally explained with some amusement and laughter: "I just received a mission from a third party, hoping that the Seven Deadly Sins will help collect some biological materials from Zheng Qing, with no limit on fur and flesh... the commission is very generous... very generous..."
Zheng Qing had reason to believe that if it weren't for the 'military supply contract' he reached with Sancha Jian after the Spring Festival that he had made his wallet bulge, maybe he would have been cruel and would have sent his head to the other party for research.
At worst, you can have a nightmare for a month.
If he could have received this kind of business of having a nightmare for a month and having a month's nightmare and exchanged for hundreds of jade coins, he would probably not frown. Maybe when he dreamed of being chased by a giant at night, he would run and laugh in the dream while running.