The Lantern Festival of wizards is quite similar to that of the ordinary world.
The so-called Datong, the main content of this day is nothing more than lighting lanterns, offering sacrifices to gods, praying for blessings, and at most a lively lantern parade in the streets; the small difference is that the gods worshiped by wizards are real, and the blessings prayed by wizards are also true.
Quite effective.
There are also burning lanterns.
In the ordinary world, you can't see those beautiful lanterns of different styles chatting with each other, wandering leisurely in the air all night long.
In any case, the lively atmosphere ignited by this festival that originated in ancient times has greatly diluted the anxiety brought to young wizards in the first week of school. Every wizard or witch in the academy briefly forgot about the finals.
Exam results and more after-school homework are visible to the naked eye, and everyone's youth is wasted on this day.
After the regular meeting in the evening.
Zheng Qing planned to visit Dr. Duzem again as agreed.
Although when leaving last night, Jiang Yu said that Zheng Qing could go to the Institute of Abnormal Life alone in the future, she still chose to go with the boys tonight.
However, as a price for accompanying him, Zheng Qing had to walk around Beta Town with the witch and look at the newly raised lanterns on the Lantern Festival - of course, for safety reasons, the whole process
In the video, although the two of them did not hide their bodies, they wore hoods and covered their faces tightly.
"Actually, you really don't need to make another trip."
Zheng Qing sincerely advised the witch several times: "It's rare for you to have a good night's rest. Don't waste energy on such trivial matters."
Jiang Yu covered her mouth and yawned slightly.
"Watching the lanterns is also a break. It's better than staying in the dormitory and doing homework."
There was a hint of exhaustion in her eyes, but she looked very interested, and she changed the subject in a brisk tone: "...Speaking of which, after I came out of the research institute last night, I asked my elders in the family about old things about Dr. Duzem. That year.
When Dr. Duzem was in his third year, he published an important paper on divine substances as the first author. With this paper, he was invited by the International Young Alchemists Conference and became the youngest distinguished researcher at First University at that time.
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"Yes, yes, there is such a thing."
While Zheng Qing suppressed the worry about witches in his heart, he tried hard to search for a few fragments of unreliable words in his mind: "I remember that the paper was called, called, Spiritual Appearance or something divine..."
""About the divine substances that appear during the spirit sect and their storage, release and inhibition mechanisms"." Jiang Yu kindly filled in the wizard's memory for him, and at the same time inserted the answer to a lantern riddle that he had just guessed into the book that he had been following.
The pumpkin lantern next to her made it open its big mouth, laugh, and roll away into the distance like a wheel on fire with a stream of sparks.
"Yes, that's the name...what's wrong with this paper?" Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly crumpled up the other lantern riddle left by the pumpkin lantern into a ball, and threw it into the crack of the stone next to it.
"The second author of this paper is Professor Monteria." Jiang Yu looked back at him and threw out a name that surprised Zheng Qing.
"Professor Monteria?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Our magic text professor? The deputy dean of Fringe College, Professor Monteria? He has written such a paper?"
"I just heard the news, and I was shocked." The witch frowned, seeming to be happy to see the boy's surprised look: "But considering that bloodline research and alchemy originally belong to two adjacent fields.
, many famous bloodlines are even completed by relying on alchemy, so the emergence of this kind of cross-field cooperation seems to be very reasonable..."
In the distance, vague, peaceful and melodious music came from the end of the street. Along with the sound of the music, there was a faint strong aroma, attracting the attention of many people on the street.
Zheng Qing stretched his neck and vaguely saw some wizards in yellow robes forming a long procession, dancing sacrificial dances and walking slowly through the streets.
They wore rough wooden masks on their heads and wore loose linen clothes with strange styles.
"Are there any activities in Atlas tonight?" Jiang Yu also stood on tiptoes and looked over there curiously.
Zheng Qing shook his head in confusion: "I only know that there seems to be a parade among the wizards in the North District. It was held by the wizards who initiated the 'Please Give Me a Frog' last semester. The reason was to celebrate their victory in 'resistance' and their marginalization."
The establishment of the college, but those parades seemed to be held inside the four colleges. For the colleges, they should be held in the atrium, surrounding Zhonghu Lake... Fatty Xin should be at the scene now."
"Those lunatics," muttered the witch.
But I don’t know if he’s talking about the radicals who support the “Please Give Me a Frog” movement or the religious fanatics in Atlas.
Zheng Qing nodded in agreement: "Except for religious ceremonies such as the Luotian Jiao, the Resurrection Mass, the Three Buddhas Dharma Assembly, etc., I really can't think of any activities that require these yellow robes to come to Beta Town..."
"Taiyi!"
"Taiyi!"
The prayers in the procession gradually approached, and most of the words were in ancient Chinese pronunciation. Even the general formation that enveloped the entire Phuket Island could not translate them. Only a few words could be clearly captured by him.
"Taiyi?"
Zheng Qing chewed on this word and subconsciously thought of the huge figure that stood upright against the sky and the earth when the Battle of Black Prison was about to end, and could fight against the black and yellow hanging down between the sky and the earth.
I thought of that low and determined voice - My name is Taiyi!
I thought of using the huge skeleton named 'Ju Ling San', and thought of the white bone relic between the skull's eyebrows - I thought of the fat mouse who lost all his flesh and blood and turned into a bone relic, giving his daughter a chance of life.
Ah, has it been so long?
The young wizard tried hard to recall the images that seemed to be still clear in his mind, but had become somewhat blurry, and this emotion flashed through his mind.
Unfortunately, before he could recall more details, the parade suddenly turned a corner not far from them and entered another street.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely seemed to see the figures of Brother Dingdang and Zhu Si in the parade.
The hustle and bustle fell silent, the excitement faded away, and the rich fragrance of flowers and plants also faded away with the sound of prayers. The festive atmosphere of the entire street seemed to be carried by the parade and poured into another street.
"Did you see it?" he asked the witch unconsciously.
"what did you see?"
"Ju Si...and brother Er Er."
"No, but it wouldn't be surprising if they appeared in the team. Zhu Si has always liked lively things. The two mice also like to get close to her... Well, this little orange lantern is very beautiful!"