The fat cat's eyes lit up a bit when he heard that the wound would not heal tomorrow morning.
Zheng Qing glanced at it alertly.
Xiao Xiao also noticed the fat cat's ready to move, and used a quill to lift one end of the hanging bandage, looking at it curiously: "Your bandage doesn't look simple either..."
Zheng Qing tskated and rewindled the white bandage on his arm.
The tempting breath of the cat disappeared without a trace, and the fat cat's expression collapsed with its naked eyes. The unwilling person stood up and tried to grab the bandage, but the moment the claws touched the bandage, an expression of disgust appeared on its face, as if it was electric shocked to bounce into the distance.
“Like it.”
Zheng Qing nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the fat cat rubbing his claws on the ground: "I don't know what magic is attached to this bandage - Thomas told me that this bandage comes from a family that specially made shrouds for Egyptian pharaohs. In order to protect the body of those pharaohs, Egyptian wizards figured out many exquisite spells, but I suspect he was bragging. At most, this bandage used some principles of shrouds during the production process - but it can indeed cover the breath of flesh and blood, relieve pain, remove curses, and expel the evil approaching people... If it weren't for this bandage, I think I would definitely not be able to come back safely."
Ao! ~
The fat cat shook his claws and let out a dissatisfied roar not far away.
Unfortunately, none of the three male witches cared about its anger, including Fatty Xin.
Compared with the howling of the fat cat, the fat wizard cared more about a detail in Zheng Qing’s description just now: “Why didn’t you sign in the office building? Relatively speaking, the office building should be safer…”
He bounced the risk-ban contract in Zheng Qing's hand, with a hint of curiosity. The parchment was stimulated by external forces, and once again roaming golden runes bloomed.
These runes diverted the fat cat's attention very well.
Zheng Qing lowered his sleeves, moved his arms, and replied briskly: "You have discovered this too, right? Thomas said that because there are so many people in the office... Well, or there are so many eyes, it is not convenient to discuss such a secret matter. And at that time, everyone was busy with accidents in the silent forest, and the timing was not right."
"Thomas said?" Xiao Xiao keenly noticed Zheng Qing's subtle attitude when using words: "It sounds like, aren't you convinced of his explanation?"
Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds.
Emotionally, it was very inappropriate to suspect that the interviewer who had saved his life in Damingfang, but to be honest, he felt a little intuitively discomfort by Thomas's abrupt "suggestion" tonight.
It’s just that because of his “discomfort”, there is no convincing reason.
So he was worried that after he expressed his suspicion, he would be ridiculed by his companions for being persecuted paranoia, just like the conversations after leaving Colma’s tavern on the day of the Forbidden Demon Festival.
But unexpectedly, before he could figure out how to answer the doctor's question, the fat wizard next to him spoke.
"I also find it a little strange."
Fatty Xin had already finished the box of cakes, holding a cup of ginger tea from somewhere, took a sip, frowned, and smacked her lips: "Whether signing a risk contract or cutting a small piece of meat from Zha Ge'er and making it outside, I always feel a little inappropriate. There are so many offices in the office building, I don't believe there is no empty room..."
“It’s indeed a bit suspicious.”
Xiao Xiao nodded slightly, turned his mind and looked at Zheng Qing: "Since you feel suspicious, why do you have to directly agree to his suggestion? You can delay until tomorrow and find a safer time and place to submit the application form."
Zheng Qing couldn't help but touch his bandaged arm.
After a while.
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "There is no reason to guard against thieves for thousands of days. The ancients even knew that 'How can I get a tiger' if I don't enter the tiger'? If there is no reason, I will just hide all day long... Instead of being worried every day, it's better to use bait to hook them out while I'm still in school and can rely on the strength of the school."
Although he was talking about "relying on the power of the school", he was actually wondering if there was a chance to use this possible crisis to make the teacher bubbling.
After the New Year, he had been to Sanyou Bookstore more than once, and he never saw the old man, and even the yellow flower li was gone, which made him feel unconfidant no matter what he did.
"Defend thieves for thousands of days? Hide hiding?"
Xiao Xiao keenly captured Zheng Qing's unfinished intention, raised his eyebrows, and his tone became serious: "Which thief do you want to catch? Do you think Thomas's assistant coach is related to the crow?"
"crow?"
Fatty Xin looked at the cake box that he had eaten up in shock, and his face was gloomy - Zheng Qing thought he would be furious - but after hesitating for a moment, the fat wizard began to pinch his muscles seriously, from the flexor to the elbow muscle, from the triceps to the deltoid muscles, until he got his round belly.
While touching, he muttered: "Brother Zha, how long did you find that your body began to change? Is there any special reaction in your body? What about magic? My foundation is better than you, and the degree of physical strengthening should be higher than that of you!"
Zheng Qing rubbed his forehead.
"The experiments of those crows are very dangerous. Don't forget the last encounter of the dark wizard Watley we hunted for during the winter vacation. My situation is very special and has no reference value to you! And those cakes are nutritional supplements given to me by Thomas based on the risk contract. He will not risk irritating the contract."
After reminding the fat wizard, Zheng Qing turned to Xiao Xiao:
"In addition, I didn't say that Thomas must be a crow... He may have been deceived, he may have acted as a crow's broker unconsciously, or it may have been just my random thoughts and persecution recurred. Anyway, it's a matter of winning by beating rabbits when they hit them... Of course, I promised Thomas not entirely to catch those crows."
As he said that, he took out a small glass bottle from the gray cloth bag. The bottle was filled with dark-colored plasma, which seemed to be a living thing, spinning and jumping along the smooth and transparent bottle wall.
Zheng Qing tapped the glass bottle with his fingertips and nodded with satisfaction: "It can be used for a while. I almost missed the mission of the Three-Box Sword this month... I didn't pay attention to it at first, but when I needed it these days, I realized that even if I wanted to get a little of my blood, it became more and more difficult for me to use it. The strength I used was less, and the oily skin couldn't be broken. The strength I used was too strong, and it hurts again... It hurts really! It hurts very much!"
He seemed to remember some bad memories and shook his head hard.
"Anyway, this matter is a win for me tonight!" He raised the bottle of plasma, as if he saw a handful of dark jade coins flowing down from the sky.