Zheng Qing has heard that magical life races such as horsemen, taurens, and goblins have magical thinking patterns that are completely different from wizards.
But no matter how magical it was, facing Luna Huixian's greeting method of giving birth to a foal when she first met, the young assistant teacher caught him off guard and immediately stood there.
Out of courtesy.
It is also out of inertia.
He still stretched out his hand in a daze, intending to hold the beautiful "little hoof" that had already been found in front of him to maintain the decency of both sides.
But a hand stretched out from beside him interrupted the male witch's idea - Jiang Yu grabbed Zheng Qing's wrist and pulled it to him, preventing him from picking up the little hoof.
Luna glanced at the witch again, with a hint of displeasure on her face.
"Good evening, Ms. Luna."
Jiang Yu looked kind and said with a pleasant tone, as if he had not noticed the displeasure on Hui Yan's face, nor did he hear her slightly abrupt and rude request just now: "...We have seen it before. At the dance held by Miss Buyu in Anlan Castle in August last year, I remember seeing you that day."
"Anlan Castle?"
Luna showed a hint of hesitation on her face. She did go to the ghost castle in August last year, but she was really not sure if she had ever seen the witch in front of her. After all, the wizard's face was a little similar in Huiying's eyes, so she could only answer vaguely: "Well, I went with Elder Zeis last year..."
"What a coincidence..."
Jiang Yu smiled and greeted him - in fact, she didn't remember whether she had seen this little hoof last year. Maybe the two of them really passed by a corridor in Anlan Castle, or raised their wine glasses in a hall of the castle at the same time. Who knows? The only reason she said this was to interrupt the little mare's momentum that had been brewing for a long time.
The method of changing topics is old and simple, but it is always very useful.
With her interruption.
Zheng Qing finally came to his senses at this moment.
He forced himself to look at the swaying tail of the pony in front of him, and his eyes slid past the gorgeous silk clothes and beautiful hair accessories on the little brown horse's body, and his face was dull.
The strong impact of the other party giving him "a little foal" has not completely disappeared until now.
If the other party was a centaur witch, Zheng Qing might be able to accept this proposal at a certain level in view of the half of the human body - of course, this is just an assumption, and it does not mean that he will really accept it, but there is a possibility.
And a real horse is impossible.
You know, Su Shijun is not a real fox either! She can only become a fox. In the eyes of people like Zheng Qing who don’t care about bloodline, there is no essential difference between Su Shijun’s transformation into a fox and him becoming a black cat.
Just like if a little female cat on the cat fruit tree wants to smell the black cat's butt, the only thing Zheng Qing can do is kick it off the cat fruit tree with one kick. This kind of thing happens several times every spring.
"... Speaking of the Anlan Castle, I remembered the Xiaoqian girl mentioned in the collection of strange stories by Mr. Liaozhai," Jiang Yu raised the wine glass in his hand: "Miss Xiaoqian is also from the ghost clan. She is in love with Ning Caichen. After all, she went through all kinds of hardships. In the end, the two got married and had three children... Do you think this story is good?"
Luna Hui-chan has never seen this story, but her spiritual intuition tells her that her answers need to be very cautious.
"good."
The little mare put down its hooves with some anxiety, and tapped on the ground twice, finally giving its own answer.
"not good."
Jiang Yu shook his head and calmly corrected: "The reason why the story of Aiyi is a story is because it is false. The wizard's yearning for the possibility of beauty is hidden between the lines... In fact, I heard another version of this story in the Anlan Castle. Miss Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen became husband and wife, but because she is a ghost, she exudes the eroding magic of Yin attributes all the time. In the end, Ning Caichen was frozen to death in a warm bed."
Luna narrowed her eyes.
Huisheng only has a simple mind, which does not mean that she is stupid. On the contrary, because of her simple thoughts, she can easily grasp the meaning that the witch wants to express.
"Technically speaking, Ning Caichen can be transformed into a ghost." The little brown horse shook his tail and glanced at Zheng Qing very quickly: "...then the couple will do it for a longer time."
"It has nothing to do with technology, Luna, you need to consider whether Ning Caichen wants to become a ghost. In this world where most people are living people, no one wants to become a ghost, and stimulate its bland taste with the strong smell of rottenness all day long." Jiang Yu looked at Huisheng in front of him with a smile, and threw another test out - to see if she could consider the solution from the perspective of "Ning Caichen".
Luna looked up and looked around.
They were on the edge of the dance floor at this moment, but they attracted more attention than the dancing figures in the center of the dance floor.
"This is a magical world, Miss Jiang, and it is also a very inclusive world." The brown little mare looked at the witch in front of her very politely and reminded: "...a world where mixed-blood giants, mixed-blood fairies and even half-dragon people can be born. As far as I know, there are several half-giant students in the first batch of admissions at the Fringe Academy."
Jiang Yu seemed to want to say something.
Zheng Qing held her.
He finally remembered that this was his own business and that she should not have dealt with everything.
"Feel sorry."
The male witch looked at the witch's eyes, spit out these two words, then turned to look at the little brown horse, and repeated again: "Sorry, I'm glad to know you... Can I refuse your request?"
Although it was a very tactful rhetorical question, the wizard's firm eyes clearly expressed his attitude.
Luna immediately realized that if she continued to get entangled, the answer she received might be worse. So, she just hesitated for a moment, shook her tail, and replied as if nothing had happened: "Of course, having a foal is not something that can be achieved overnight. I have the right to pursue, so you naturally have the right to escape... but evasion cannot solve the problem."
The words are as always very "huizhi".
After saying that, before the male and witch could tell, she took small steps and walked out of the dance floor. The other horses who had been patrolling around the people hesitated to look at Zheng Qing, and finally chose to leave with the little brown horse.
Zheng Qing sighed.
"I will be a little bit more straightforward next time." He turned to Jiang Yu and said very seriously: "You shouldn't do this kind of thing. My fault will not come next time."
The witch smiled slightly, didn't say anything, but just squeezed his hand quietly.