Zheng Qing had never heard of the saying 'raw fish is fried, dead fish is pickled'.
He had only heard of "Live fish are worried, dead fish are happy" - this is a proverb from the Linzhong Lake fishman tribe, which means that the living fishmen are worried all day long and always feel that the wizard is going to harm them; the dead fishmen are worried.
There is no such emotion, because they have become another race, a member of the ghost tribe. As a wealthy family with seats in the Yuexia Parliament, the ghosts are naturally not fish that have long since declined during their days at First University.
People can compare.
But right now, the few witches surrounding him didn't seem to be discussing 'raw fish' or 'dead fish' with him.
Zheng Qing could detect the subtle emotions in the air.
But looking at the clear and innocent eyes of the witches in front of him, he was a little unsure of his guess, and felt that he was being a little pretentious.
Just when he hesitated how to continue the topic of 'fried fish'.
Xiao Xiao's slightly apologetic voice came to my ears.
"excuse me."
The fortune teller of the Exoneration Hunting Team wiped the corner of his mouth, stood up, and nodded politely to the witches: "Sorry, I have to borrow your senior... We are about to conduct hunting team training, and there are
Can we talk about something later? Well, if you urgently need an instructor in the field of transfiguration, you can apply to the student union..."
The witches' expressions of disappointment were visible to the naked eye.
Zheng Qing glanced at the doctor gratefully and just wanted to stuff him with a handful of golden beans.
"Ah, I'm so sorry."
After he withdrew his gaze, he hurriedly dropped his half-eaten dinner, got up and followed the doctor who was walking out of the restaurant. At the same time, he patted Fatty Xin who was eating with gusto, giving the witches a better choice: "Yes.
If you have any other questions, you can ask this senior, he is also very good at studying... and he works in the school newspaper, so he is very well-informed."
The fat wizard opened his oily mouth and smiled kindly at the school girls.
However, when Zheng Qing walked to the door of the restaurant and looked back, he found that the school girls had disappeared without a trace, and even the small pot for frying fish had been taken away.
All that was left was the desolate and gluttonous figure of the fat wizard.
"Why, you can't bear it and want to go back and chat more with those little girls who have ulterior motives?"
Xiao Xiao cast a mocking glance at the boy who turned around, and slapped him on the shoulder: "It just so happens that I think those little girls are also reluctant to leave you... Then you can go back, no one will stop you, I
You won't tell Councilman Su or Squad Leader Chiang... So, you can only give people the wrong name, not the wrong nickname. Being a scumbag is completely instinctive to you."
It was rare for Zheng Qing not to glare at his fortune teller.
He smacked his lips, hesitated, opened his palms, looked at the black gem cat curled up in a ball and snoring, and asked with some uncertainty: "Is it possible that we are too sensitive? They really just think that my transformation technique
Very powerful, don’t have any weird thoughts? I feel that their eyes are very pure, like, like..."
"As pure and natural as snowflakes?" The doctor sneered.
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.
But the doctor raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a fluffy white snowflake immediately formed on his fingertips: "...are you talking about such pure and natural snowflakes?"
Generally speaking, rhetorical questions in this tone definitely have a negative connotation.
But Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.
Xiao Xiao shook his head, grabbed the snowball, and threw it upwards, as if he was playing with a baseball. There was a bit of emotion in his tone: "People are always easily confused by the surface of things, just like those few little ones."
Girl, or this snowflake... Do you think it is very pure? But you have to know that white is a color and does not mean purity. No snowflake in the world is clean, because they are all based on the condensation of dust cores.
If you do, you are born with bad intentions."
Before he finished speaking, a colorless flame suddenly appeared above his palm, and the fluffy snowball was evaporated in an instant. When the fog dissipated, Xiao Xiao handed his palm to Zheng Qing, showing him the little ashes remaining in his palm.
.
For the first time, Zheng Qing knew that there would be ashes after the snow melted.
"In fact, such a little snow will not produce so much ashes." Noticing the boy's surprised eyes, Dr. Xiao Da had to emphasize slightly: "I just want to leave a slightly deeper impression on you... don't talk about these trivial matters.
Well, let’s talk about what you asked me to predict.”
After returning to school from the Silent Forest yesterday, Zheng Qing immediately shared with several of his companions the news about the teaching assistant group that was beyond the constraints of silence, such as the slightly mysterious Utyama tribe deep in the forest, and the fact that anyone can watch it.
Arriving bolide.
Considering that they had stumbled in a small sandbox world last Monday, Zheng Qing felt that it was necessary to sort out the various information he had collected about crows and conduct a formal divination.
Different from the daily quick divination using tea leaves, crystal balls, amulets or tortoise shells, formal divination requires more resources, longer preparation time, and more diviners. Correspondingly, those who can host the deduction must at least
It is necessary to register as an excellent fortune teller at the wizard level.
Xiao Xiao's level is sufficient, and with Xun Xin's connections, it is not easy to find seven or eight fortune tellers of similar level. In addition, Zheng Qing said that he would bear all the costs of this deduction, so early in the morning, Xiao
He laughed and started to work on this matter.
At this moment, when Zheng Qing heard Xiao Xiao mention this matter, he immediately became energetic and forgot about the episode that had just happened in the restaurant.
"How are the preparations going?"
He couldn't wait to ask, and at the same time repeated his promise from last night: "How many diviners have you found? Do you need me to go to Qingqiu Mansion or other places to find help? Where are the materials? Have they been listed in the list? How much will it cost?
Just report the amount and I'll reimburse you in full, so you don't have to worry about the cost...you have to buy the best stuff!"
He patted his chest and held it in his arms.
With the backing of Trident Sword's "arms purchase contract", he now feels confident to do this kind of thing.
Xiao Xiao sighed and did not answer immediately.
Zheng Qing felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"Something happened?" He stopped and squeezed the black gem cat in his hand.
"It's Professor Yi."
The diviner of the Forgiveness Hunting Team pursed his lips, adjusted his glasses, and said in a low voice, concisely and concisely: "This is also the first time for me to host this kind of deduction, so I want to ask Professor Yi for guidance. As you know, Professor Yi has always
I support this kind of thing...and his office has the most abundant materials on divination and the quality is very good. If you can buy it from him, it will be much more cost-effective than buying it from outside."