"If something falls, you must pick it up at any time."
Although he turned his back to the laboratory door, Thomas seemed to have seen what happened. He swept the male witch who had just exclaimed and reminded him: "...In the world of wizards, you will never know when a quill you throw away will turn into a sharp arrow that shot into your heart. Faceless, return the gem to him."
Zheng Qing really wanted to complain that he had smoked so much blood, so why did he have the nerve to teach himself a lesson to throw a quill pen.
But the cat was in Shekou and had to bow his head.
So he kept silent honestly.
After hearing the instructions of the laboratory owner, the rattlesnake reluctantly twisted his body, moved to the foot of the test bench, opened his mouth, and spit out a black gem that had been stained with a lot of mucus.
Then the snake shadow spread and the rattlesnake suddenly turned into a delicate little witch.
It's clearly what Zhu Si looks like.
But there was no trace of bright red on the center of her forehead.
"It was clearly him who threw it away!"
The little witch pointed at Zheng Qing and complained indignantly: "I didn't steal or rob, why did I pick up something that others don't want? No wonder the captain always told me that there are no good people on Bouji Island!"
Zheng Qing was in a daze and suddenly woke up. The little witch in front of him was not Zhu Si, but the faceless demon who pretended to be Zhu Si in the fantasy dream. She was also the little demon who had caused a lot of trouble in the school after eating Liu Feifei's snake pet.
But he remembered it very clearly that Liu Feifei's snake was a cobra - otherwise he would have reacted at first sight.
Hurry!
The sound of the curtain pulling came from my ears.
Zheng Qing came to his senses and found that Thomas had lifted the white curtains opposite him, revealing a face that Zheng Qing expected.
Nikita.
The banshee who left a deep impression on Zheng Qing on the first day of entering university.
Her face was as charming as ever, and a hint of madness flashed in her scarlet eyes. But at this moment, her condition seemed a little wrong. Her face was pale and she was lying weakly on another test bench, covering her body with a thick white plaque, and more than a dozen hoses of varying thickness drooped from the sheets, with liquids of different colors flowing inside.
Zheng Qing stared at the bloated and undulating appearance of the white sheet, and was very suspicious of what the banshee had become now. After all, according to her slim and light figure in her impression, it was impossible for the sheet to bulge such a large and irregular bag.
I noticed that the boy looked at him curiously.
The Banshee blinked at him.
Then his eyes turned to 'Zhu Si' and laughed in a hoarse voice: "I have told you a long time ago that there are no good or bad worlds in wizards, only smart people and idiots...you always don't listen."
Zheng Qing suspected that her words were in Yin and Yang themselves.
"Smart and stupidity are not constant, because magic is simple, and humans are not."
He borrowed a sentence that Xiao Xiao said, and then changed his subject and pointed to Thomas: "Like our Mr. Thomas... I have been feeling a little uneasy since the first day when the crows appeared in the newspaper... I felt like the seagulls in Hitchcock's "Birds". At first they just pecked people, then disturbed the birthday party, then attacked the children, ignited the gas station, and finally the whole town was almost overwhelmed by the crazy flock of birds..."
"Who is Hitchcock?" The little banshee had slipped to Nikita again at some point and was approaching her ear and whispering.
Nikita replied in a voice that everyone could hear: "The smart person will understand the real meaning behind his example, and the fool will pay attention to who Kirk is."
Zheng Qing lay on the test bench on his back, forcing himself to look at the bare ceiling above his head, pretending not to hear the whispers of the two banshees, and tried hard to express his deep disappointment to the owner of the laboratory: "...I doubted you, but I didn't expect you to poison me! When Gan Ning fed me the beans, he at least roasted a delicious steak for me. What about you? Your cup of tea is so bad!"
"Certification!" Nikita smiled weakly: "I told him back then that the tea he cooked was very difficult to drink, but he never admitted it..."
"I didn't poison you."
Thomas denied Zheng Qing's accusation, holding half a cup of bright red blood that had just been taken with one hand and holding tweezers in the other hand, his movements were graceful as if he was attending a dinner party - which made Zheng Qing feel more and more like a lamb to slaughter - he nodded very friendly to Zheng Qing: "There are only a few herbs such as erectile slaughter and edelixirs in the tea. It is a real tonic that can help you rest well and restore your energy..."
"A tonic that makes people feel weak?" The lamb on the dining table spoke and mocked.
The lab owner didn't care: "...According to the laboratory data, our generations of experimental subjects have shown strong toxic resistance, so I have reason to believe that your complete body of successful toxic resistance should be stronger. In addition, I will not risk activating the guard mark to make you show a poisoning reaction..."
"Guardian mark?" Zheng Qing heard a new word that raised a glimmer of hope.
Thomas took on his previous promise very honestly and did not make any excuses about Zheng Qing’s problem: “Do you remember the fact that the commander and his team went to the 403 dormitory on Monday afternoon?”
Of course Zheng Qing remembers it.
After the dormitory was illegally invaded that day, two groups of investigators came one after another. The two specialists in the morning were perfunctory, but in the afternoon, three major figures at the level of the teaching assistant team came.
However, in Zheng Qing's impression, those big shots just asked a few casual questions and left directly, not even as serious and responsible as the two commissioners in the morning.
"...They marked their shoulders and elbows to make sure that any accidents you have, they can immediately discover them." At this point, Thomas pointed at himself with the finger holding the tweezers: "By the way, I am also a member of your guard, so I can take you away so easily."
In just a few short words, Zheng Qing almost made his brain crash.
He subconsciously glanced at the direction of his arm, and immediately remembered the movements of Zhang Yu and the other three who left, patting their shoulders and grabbing their arms, and immediately woke up.
"In other words... the school recognizes my guess and knows that there is a crow trying to harm me?"
"It's not necessarily a crow, the school just admits that you are at risk of being attacked, so it strengthens your protection...although in my opinion, it's a bit too luxurious to protect you."
Thomas is not sure about Zheng Qing’s specific identity, so he has such doubts.
Zheng Qing didn't intend to explain it to him, but just complained: "...but you still took me away from the layers of protection. It's really a loneliness."
"Just as I said just now, I am also a member of the Guard, so I took advantage of it."
Zheng Qing twisted his neck, felt the pressure from his shoulders and neck, and suddenly realized another thing: "Wait, the vest and armor you wore for me before..."
"Yes, it's just to isolate the marks left by the captains."
Chapter completed!