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Chapter 709 Are you a martyr

The next day Monday.
It happened to be the first day of March.
Five days before Jingzhe, the weather became cold unexpectedly, which contrasted with the warmth before the Zhongyuan Festival. It seemed that at night, there were really a large group of ghosts returning to the sun to visit their younger generations, bringing the cold air belonging to the underworld.
Last night, Zheng Qing, who was passing by the door of Sanyou Bookstore "accidentally", neither heard the conversation between Huang Huali and her husband in the showcase window, nor did he see himself visiting Dr. Du Zem's vice dean of the Fringe College after leaving the Institute of Illegal Life. After reminding Hank to remember to knock on the tuning fork every day, he returned to school in a daze.
So much so that after receiving the paper crane from Qingqiu Mansion, he remembered the little white cat who was forgotten in the fox's nest.
There are too many things to worry about, and Su Shijun has always given people a very reliable impression, so this should not be a bad mistake - the boy comforted himself in his heart, and at the same time, he felt guilty and found a bottle of energy potion he bought a few days ago from the gray cloth bag in advance and stuffed it into his pocket.
Compared with the two accidents mentioned above, another minor accident happened that day.
When he got up in the morning to do morning class, Zheng Qing was surprised to see Dylan's big black coffin again on his bed. The lid of the coffin was tightly closed and through the thick wooden board, Zheng Qing was not sure if there was a lying inside with a blood-warming Vampire werewolf.
"He went back to school so early?"
The moment he left the dormitory, a cold air rushed towards him, causing Zheng Qing to shiver, subconsciously wrapped his robe tightly, and muttered: "This damn weather... It's about to begin spring, it's still so cold!"
"Invisibility Talisman." Xiao Xiao reminded behind him.
Zheng Qing suddenly remembered that he was still being "chased" by a group of devils, and activated a yellow talisman in disappointment and hung it on his belt. I wonder if it was the effect of the talisman paper, but the chill suddenly became a little smaller.
"After the Jingzhe, there should be one or two cold currents before the vernal equinox." Xiao smiled and walked slowly in front of Zheng Qing, as if talking to himself: "...I heard from a friend in the Meteorological Bureau that I used too many sun balls last winter and saved up a lot of cold balls but haven't used them yet. Considering the timeliness, they will probably use them out of the old tradition of "three colds and four warms" before the vernal equinox."
Three cold and four warm means that if it is cold for three consecutive days in late winter and early spring, there will be four warm days. After this phenomenon continues for a period of time, spring will really come. If it is calculated based on the fact that it is cold for three days before school starts and four days in the first week, today is about the new round of "three colds".
However, compared with this climate regulation that is full of bureaucratic and red tape, Zheng Qing cares more about his roommates - or rather, he cares more about his roommates' gossip.
"Dylan is willing to marry a zombie bride?" He approached Dr. Xiao and asked with a whisper: "I remember that O'Brien and the people from the Tapot family were catching him back for a blind date?"
"Then I can't catch the school."
The doctor held his glasses and looked at the air beside him with contempt: "He just ran a little further because he needed to leave his family during the winter vacation... For a week, even if he hid on the moon, it was time to come down."
The air did not respond to him.
On the other side of him, Zheng Qingke's laughter came from - when the doctor turned his head, Zheng Qing had quietly slipped to the other side of the doctor, so Xiao Xiao's contempt just now was for the air to see.
Xiao Xiao turned his head expressionlessly and continued to mock: "But as I said before, his birth may have originated from an unexpected encounter between a werewolf and a vampire, but his ability to grow up must represent some of the wills of the upper class of the two families, and their origin naturally does not have much right to choose..."
Zheng Qing's voice came from the other side of the doctor again: "You didn't say that before. I remember that you said that he was born means..."
Xiao Xiao took a deep breath, stopped turning his head, and roared fiercely at the front, "Are you a groundhog?!"
The implication is to tell him not to circumference around him.
Zheng Qing might not care about his roar. Instead, two first-grade witches passing by were startled by the sudden roar of the short witch, holding hands with each other, and hurriedly ran away. The eyes before leaving seemed to see a crazy man who was crazy after being retaliated by magic.
Several more Koko laughter came from the air.
The doctor sneered, reached out and took out an invisible talisman, and slapped it on himself, and then disappeared without a trace in Zheng Qing's stunnedness.
This time, it was Zheng Qingma's turn.
Because while Xiao Xiao disappeared, he remembered another important thing that needed help from the doctor. After talking about his graduation thesis with Dr. Du Zem yesterday, he urgently needed a knowledgeable, honest and reliable professional to help him finalize the topic of the graduation thesis first.
But as the saying goes, "Every peck and drink is all pre-determined." The consequence of annoying the doctor is that from the beginning of morning class until he was about to enter the teaching building to attend classes, Zheng Qing could no longer find the doctor.
Monday morning is a spell class.
And the "Morning Ancient Alchemy" after a period of time has been changed.
The previous class was in Classroom 601, East of the teaching building, and the next class was in West 202.
When Zheng Qing climbed to the second floor, he suddenly became a little curious about himself during this period of time. He couldn't help but take a detour to West 202, leaning down on the window and looking in. The four robes in the classroom were clearly divided and each built their small circle. If they had to distinguish between relatives and distantness, the nine people in the red robes might be closer to the starry sky people in the blue robes, and the alpha in the white robes and the Atlas in the yellow robes were closer.
Zheng Qing noticed that Jiang Huai, wearing a blue robe, was tilting his head and saying something to the air, with a black ribbon tied around his arm.
The other blue robes next to them also had black ribbons on their arms.
Zheng Qing frowned, thinking about the details of those black satin. Suddenly, he felt two eyes falling on him, and subconsciously squat down and hid in the window.
Then he realized that he was invisible now, and in theory no one could see him.
He stood up again, and the two gazes had disappeared without a trace, and the classroom was still as dull as before. Zheng Qing took a look at the time, did not continue to waste time here, and hurried to the sixth floor.
It was not until he rushed to the sixth floor corridor that he suddenly remembered something, stopped suddenly, and whispered: "Oh! It's a dead person!"
Wearing black ribbons on the arms is an ancient tradition of wizards to commemorate the dead.
"Who is the dead person you say! Try another one!"
In the photo frame on the wall next to it, a dwarf with a beard waving his axe, looking around, jumping around irritably, as if he wanted to kill someone.
Zheng Qing was shocked.
Chapter completed!
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