Chapter 2686: Disaster is the hiding of good fortune
April 12th, the eighth Monday of the start of school.
The 28th day of the second lunar month.
The god is the blue dragon, and the dog is invincible.
It is suitable for travel, sweeping, and trading;
Avoid burial, bury, and seek medical treatment.
Because his fortune has been somewhat bad recently, Zheng Qing specially reviewed the old calendar and chose today's day to complete the third transaction with the Sancha Sword.
Before school started, at Qingqiu Mansion, he reached a supply agreement with Sanchao Jian, and delivered five blood talisman bullets to Sanchao Jian at the beginning of each month. The single one was sold for 150 jade coins, with a total value of 750 jade coins.
This is a win-win agreement.
From the perspective of the three-fork sword, collecting the powerful blood talisman bullets on the market can not only reduce the uncontrollable spread of uncontrollable risks, but also transform uncontrollable risks into controllable risks.
From Zheng Qing's perspective, the additional income of more than 700 jade coins per month can easily cover his magic resources at this stage, and his daily consumption of blood and energy is also conducive to reducing the burden on the body of the forbidden spell.
All of them are killing multiple goals in one go.
But as the saying goes, "Good things get harder" - using the theory of occultism to analyze, good things that benefit everyone will inevitably cause the backlash of luck in a certain dimension, just like a capitalist earning the last copper plate on the proletariat, and then he will be hanged on the street lamp by people who have nothing but anger.
Zheng Qing suspected that on the day of the Forbidden Demon Festival, he fell into the trap of the crows in the northern area of Beta Town, which had the effect of luck backfire.
Because he was forced to waste several blood talisman bullets that day in the sandbox world, the delivery time for the three-fork sword in April had to be postponed for nearly two weeks. In the words of occultism, such incidents that are related but illogical must have occultism cause and effect.
After completing the transaction with the Three Fork Sword, it was already 5:30 pm.
From six to nine o'clock in the evening, he still has a class on "Yin Fuxue" and he has not had supper yet.
Because he came to the cafeteria a little late and there were not many students in the cafeteria, he mustered up the courage to not hang the invisible talisman, and wanted to see if everyone's attention was still on the identities of the three big elves.
There are many new desserts available in today's dessert area, and several witches in different robe colors are standing outside the window, carefully looking at the beautiful small plates on the shelves.
Zheng Qing passed by behind them quietly, pricked up his ears, and captured their chatting - this was the skill of Fatty Xin teaching him the intelligence collection. In the first university, witches paid the highest attention to gossip, and rumors spread the fastest among them. Different colors mean that they came from different colleges and could gather gossip from the entire school to the greatest extent.
"...I really don't understand why things happen every time I come to spring hunting."
A round-faced witch wearing a silver-white robe muttered with a bit of resentment: "Originally, Collins planned to invite me to dance at this year's spring hunting dance. I even bought a new gift robe. Yun Xiangyi's latest spring style... Please give me a portion of passion fruit ice powder, thank you!"
A glass bowl filled with light golden translucent jelly-shaped desserts, flying steadily into the witch's plate.
It looked delicious, Zheng Qing took a bite of the bacon sandwich in his hand - he didn't waste much time in the cafeteria, so he could only choose the way to fill his stomach as quickly as possible.
“It’s really annoying.”
Another witch in a red robe sighed and turned her fingers to calculate: "Last spring hunting, there was a fishman in Linzhong Lake causing trouble. The year before yesterday was the silence and tide was delayed. The year before yesterday was the Jiuyou Academy and the people from Alpha Academy fought in a group..."
"I will never fight with you."
The round-faced Alpha Witch used a silver spoon to dig up a spoonful of passion fruit ice powder, put it to the mouth of the red-robed witch, and lowered her voice a little: "But if they fight again this year, you must choose me as your opponent. We can act all day and finally get a draw..."
This made another blue robe witch next to her amused.
"When you are in a group fight, you don't have the chance to choose your opponent."
She pointed to the scar on her forehead, looking very experienced: "When everyone draws out the Dharma books, few people still have the energy to pay attention to who their opponent is. At that time, the only thought in your mind is not to be hit by the opponent's magic, and your own magic must hit the opponent..."
She gestured a very powerful gesture.
"These are two thoughts." The only yellow robe in the team raised his hand, and his voice was slightly corrected.
The blue-robed witch looked at her speechlessly: "Don't care about this detail. In short, for you, gang fights are a very risky thing. It is best to avoid them if you can avoid them... Do you want to have a few bottles of plum jelly? It is said that there is a whole pickled bayberry in the plum jelly today, which is very delicious..."
While speaking, she glanced at Zheng Qing, who had been following them for a long time, as if she was worried that this suspicious male witch was making some bad ideas.
"Would you like to get any dessert?" She spoke up a little unceremoniously.
"No, thank you." The witch vaguely, lowered her head, and hurriedly left.
The voices of several other witches came vaguely behind him.
"…Huh? He seems to be Zheng Qing?"
"Which Zheng Qing?"
"The rumored man of Congressman Su..."
"Puff, didn't you say last month that he was a 'shutter man of Councillor Su'?"
"That's not because of Shanglin Yuan's spring hunting..."
Zheng Qing couldn't hear the following words.
He didn't care about the bad words "bad man" mentioned by the witches, but instead he felt relieved.
Very well, most of the students in the cafeteria were attracted by the temporary ban that lasted five minutes last night. Everyone was worried about whether the spring hunt this week would be cancelled. No one seemed to pay attention to the three big elves calling him dad in class that Thursday.
From this point of view, he originally planned to take the class with an invisible talisman, and there is a high probability that he would not need it anymore.
With this pleasant thought, the young teaching assistant left the cafeteria with brisk steps. The sunset was setting, like a melting mango smoothie, exuding a sweet atmosphere in the coolness, making him feel that the whole world was much clearer.
Originally, he planned to go directly to the evening class after leaving the cafeteria.
But before leaving the canteen, he saw the window selling dried fish at the door, and temporarily changed his mind and decided to go back to the dormitory first and bring a few dried fish to Tuantuan.
Last night, the fat cat did not attack Zheng Qing in his sleep, nor did he secretly take away his small blood bottle, which made Zheng Qing quite pleased, and he also had a little compensation for his disappointment last night.
After all, when he first became a black cat, he learned a lot of skills from Tuantuan to be a cat.