Whether it is the milky white ghosts who shuttled through the school, the superior races of the Moon Under the Council, or the grudges who once attacked the Black Prison with demons, he has long been accustomed to this magical life between life and death.
It is not an exaggeration to use the word "desensitization" to describe his feelings about this kind of life.
But "seen" and "close contact" are two concepts - just like young men always see beautiful witches on the road, and close contact with them belongs to a story of another dimension.
So, suddenly, he found a baby spirit lying on his shoulder, and Zheng Qing was inevitably frightened.
But it's just a little bit.
After being frightened, his first reaction was not to bounce it away, but to be surprised that this little thing could lie on him for so long! You know, since his relationship with Su Shijun was exposed, he had evil-proof talismans hanging on his body all year round to avoid being secretly cursed. Ordinary undead could not get close to him, let alone lying on his shoulders silently.
In addition, in view of the recent "abduction incident", Zheng Qing consciously increased the types of amulets on his body after returning from the school hospital. The gray robe of the school working committee who communicated with him in the school hospital also clearly told him that for safety reasons, the school would arrange a series of guards for him to secretly protect him.
Under layers of protection, there was such a "clean" little thing attached to him, which was inevitably surprising.
"Is this really a ghost?"
The young teaching assistant asked a question subconsciously.
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion squeezed the long hair that fell in his ears and sneered: "—How fresh! If people outside know that the assistant professor at the first university doesn't even recognize ghosts, they will probably doubt the current state of the school."
That being said.
After the witch's eyes slid over the infant spirit, she unconsciously looked at Zheng Qing more, and the words that Ruoyu had said in the office flashed in her mind - the continuous disasters he encountered were the backlash of the gift of magic.
Is this baby spirit also one of the backlashes?
call!
When she came to her senses, she noticed that Zheng Qing had found a pointed glass bottle at some point and aimed the mouth of the bottle at the baby spirit. The light green magic power surged out from the bottle, like a long rainbow, and like a letter spit out by the dragon in the eaves. In just one roll, the translucent baby spirit was rolled into the bottle.
Oak plug mouth.
Wrapped with yellow talisman.
The whole process was completed in one go, showing extremely high coping literacy.
“—I took back what I just said.”
Su Shijun patted her hands gently, and her tone was a little admirable: "If people outside see your handling methods, they will definitely not doubt the quality of the school's teaching."
Zheng Qing held the pointed-bottomed glass bottle and scratched his head embarrassedly.
"I just tried it with the ordinary method of collecting ghosts," he spread the bottle and handed it to the witch: "I didn't expect it to be able to really put it in... How do you think it lies on me?"
The implication is that this is an accident or an accident.
"It's hard to say."
Su Shijun took two steps forward, and his tall figure almost drowned Zheng Qing's gaze. She lowered her head and did not take the bottle. She looked at the pearl-colored mist rolling in the bottle: "Even the Skynet, there is a possibility of omission... Just like Uncle Stendhal deworms in Baicao Garden every day, but cockroaches are still inevitable. Before the real investigation, you cannot rule out any possibility."
While talking, she remembered the example of Ruoyu's old man again, and then unconsciously used it. This made the witch who had come back to his senses feel a little unhappy.
"—What are you going to deal with it? Leave it to the guards outside?" She pointed to the fence outside the window. Zheng Qing looked in the direction of her finger. The garden was full of spring scenery, but no one was seen.
But this did not affect his understanding of the witch's meaning.
"You found out?"
His expression was a little embarrassed, but he also had a hint of obscure, boyish happiness - after all, not every student could enjoy the treatment of the school's escort, and even the professors did not.
"As eye-catching as light bugs in the dark night."
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion felt that the boy's reaction was very interesting, giving her a very novel experience, and said with a smile: "There are five people in total, a standard hunting team, with high-level registrations and intermediate registrations, all of them are elites... They don't seem to have the idea of covering up their whereabouts in front of me. I believe they will be very happy to help you investigate the origin of this baby spirit."
Zheng Qing also had no doubts about this.
"What do you think?"
He took the pointed glass bottle in his hand, felt the thin layer of yellow talisman on the bottle, and the slender magic that was winding on the talisman paper, and consciously solicited the opinions of the great wizard in front of him: "Do I leave it to them?"
The witch did not directly answer the male witch's rhetorical question.
"This happens to be the reason I came to you today."
She curled her smile and looked at Zheng Qing seriously: "I believe that after Saturday's incident, you should have a new understanding of your own positioning. Not to mention that you already have four children--"
Zheng Qing was caught off guard by this number.
A trace of entanglement appeared on his face.
But the witch didn't give him more time to think:
"——You will graduate from school in two months. Don't treat yourself as an ordinary student, and don't use the students' thinking to deal with these things. I believe this is not the first time you have heard such words."
She pointed to the pointed glass bottle in Zheng Qing's hand, and her tone gradually became stern: "You are now like a mature fire dragon that has shed three times skin, covered with hard scales and sharp thorns, but you try to wrap yourself with the tender skin of the young dragon, and then declare to others that you are an egg that has not been hatched yet - this mentality is very dangerous, it will make you misjudgment of the situation - just like Thomas's incident, from the perspective of students, you are not wrong at all, but from the assistant or even higher position, your response is quite bad. When you face similar difficulties, you give up taking responsibility and choose to be a young dragon huddled in the egg. Or let me ask you more bluntly, are you fearless or not about being kidnapped?"
Zheng Qing held the bottle and was speechless.
Ask yourself, even lying on the cold test bench, he did not feel much real fear of Thomas or Nikita who was close to him.
The one who supports his "indifferent" mentality is the gentleman from Sanyou Bookstore, the forbidden spell deep in his soul, and even the fearlessness who has been to a blank place.
Strip off the layers of shells, how many of them are his own?
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