On Thursday night, Zheng Qing was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.
This state is very rare for him in recent weeks. The reason is also very simple, which is the spring hunt of Shanglin Yuan that Jiang Yu suddenly mentioned in the afternoon.
The young teaching assistant student calculated that in this busy spring, he actually needed to pay attention to three hunting competitions in a row - the private hunting competition organized by students, the spring hunting of Shanglinyuan, and the spring hunting performed by the school in mid-April.
Think about this time last year, time passed like water. Apart from the afterglow of the dark tide and the thunder of the Jingzhe, there was almost no deep mark on his freshman life. Unlike this semester, endless matters were desperately stuffed into the timeline where he had grown a lot, and he was still not satisfied.
The ruby ring gleamed beside the pillow.
This is the message sent back by the devil of the Seven Deadly Sins. Zheng Qing touched the gem on the ring, and Lucifer confirmed that he had attended tomorrow's meeting. It was the last reply. Adding the previous six messages, which means that the seven devils can take time.
Zheng Qing sighed heavily, buried his head in the pillow, trying to suffocate himself to death.
The devils of the seven deadly sins can only be regarded as scabies now.
The biggest imminent trouble is the spring hunting of Shanglinyuan.
Jiang Yu briefly introduced this event to him, which is an annual social hunting of the children of wizards from aristocratic families. There is no doubt that the Su family of Qingqiu is also one of them. Zheng Qing didn’t know whether Su Shijun would participate in this event this year, but he believed that many fans of the beautiful Su must appear on this spring hunt.
He was worried that he would be shot and shot while hunting.
The days are already difficult enough now—graduation early, study, teaching assistant work, small-handed tasks, seven-headed devils, etc.—so much so that he could not imagine whether he would have a way to survive after causing such gossip news.
Or, he wasn't even sure if he could come back alive if he went to the spring hunt.
As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.
"Where does it come from your stomach? You have been vomiting for so long but haven't finished vomiting?" The fat wizard finally couldn't help but shouted irritably in his tent: "...Is it still allowed people to sleep?! Tomorrow morning is alchemy! If you don't sleep well tonight, you will definitely be hypnotized in class tomorrow within one minute!"
The fat cat snorted at the right time, indicating that it was also tired of someone's endless sighs.
"Even if you sleep full tonight, you will still be hypnotized by alchemy tomorrow." Dr. Xiao's complaints are always so sharp.
Zheng Qing did not take on the complaint meeting that he liked very much on weekdays. After tossing and turning on the bed, he always felt a mess in his mind and urgently needed an objective and sober suggestion.
He cleared his throat.
"I have a student," he cautiously assumed a premise and then eliminated all future troubles: "Friendly Academy, of course, you don't know him... He is from the North District, well, he received the order from Senior Colma to go to the Silent Forest to collect a, um, very precious herb... But that herb is a very fierce magic creature, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um
"So much nonsense."
The fat wizard muttered and summarized Zheng Qing's 'example': "That is, because the risk is too high, your student doesn't want to go, but he has to go?"
"Yes, yes," Zheng Qing nodded desperately in the quilt, looking forward to it: "What do you think he can do to neither disobey the orders of the great sage nor anger those insidious guys?"
"Are those monsters that are insidious, or are you insidious?" Xiao Xiao's lazy voice sounded from another direction. Zheng Qing usually felt that this voice was relieved, but at this moment he just wanted to use horse manure to block his mouth tightly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He replied dryly.
"What is the name of the herbal medicine you want to collect, your student?" the doctor continued to ask back.
"I don't know." Zheng Qing felt that his answer was too smart.
Xiao Xiao sneered: "The worm is a kind of insect that likes shade, coolness, water, and does not like group living. If a group living creature appears somewhere in the Silent Forest, then their research value to the school is greater than that of most precious herbs on the market. Even Senior Colma cannot disturb the herbs for those herbs... From another perspective, if those herbs are more precious than a group of creatures, Senior Colma will never hand over the task of collecting it to 'your student'."
The doctor made the last four words very clear.
Zheng Qing was dumbfounded when he heard this.
This is the disadvantage of not memorizing the encyclopedia, because any lie you tell will always be easily torn to pieces by the heavy gravity of reality.
"But, maybe I heard it wrong, right, maybe it's just a beast, just one!" Zheng Qing stuttered and corrected.
This time, even the fat man couldn't help but sigh: "The worm is only a rare attack method. For wizards who are familiar with it, it is actually not that dangerous. The adults are only the size of a palm. In addition to spitting sand at people, they are attacking human figures... Both types of attack methods have very big flaws. For example, you wear a dragon-skin protective suit on your body, choose to travel on cloudy days, and then press it on the ground with a finger... Are wizards from the North District so watery? How do I remember their experience in collecting outdoors, especially the experience in collecting in the edge of the Silent Forest is very rich!"
Zheng Qing was completely silent.
call.
In the dark room, a small white stone smashed from Xiao Xiao's bedside into Zheng Qing's tent.
"What's this?"
"Bai Guizhiyu, if you tell lies, it will become very bright. You can try it." Xiao Xiao's voice was filled with joy, like a cat playing with a mouse: "...Now, if you want to continue asking for our opinions, hold the jade and repeat your question."
Zheng Qing stretched out his two fingers dejectedly and pinched the stone. The stone immediately emitted a slight white light, as if just a simple touch made it realize that the person in front of him was a big liar.
"It's Shanglinyuan Spring Shopping."
He gave up and told the truth. Of course, it was in front of these two companions that he had the courage to say this: "I made an appointment with Jiang Yu to go a few years ago... I thought the scale was not big at the time, so I agreed directly... But now, right? The situation is so complicated... Will the Su family of Qingqiu participate in the Shanglin Yuan Spring Shou?"
His words sounded a bit inconsistent with the foreword, but it was very magical, but they clearly expressed all the meanings they wanted to express.
And more importantly, the white gui's defilement did not brighten further.