Xuanwu, the god of value, is in the east of Yangsha, and is due south of the god of wealth.
It is advisable to clean, break down the house, and do nothing else;
Taboo, everything is inappropriate.
Zheng Qing got up in the morning and looked through the old calendar. He unexpectedly found that today "do not do anything else" and "nothing is appropriate". Thinking of last night's plan, he suddenly hesitated.
But after only hesitating for a few seconds, he shook his head and smiled to himself.
Although there are still many wizards who read the old almanac, there are very few who actually strictly follow the taboos in the almanac. Because this almanac is too old, the taboos listed can no longer cover the needs of today's daily life.
People do a lot of reading when they get up early, mostly based on a psychological habit.
But it is not necessarily true that the taboos in the old almanac are ineffective. You must know that a large part of today's magic is included in the field of 'occult science' by wizards, just because this part of magic cannot be completely used with existing magic.
Magic theory explained.
The taboos in the old lunar calendar are one of them.
All in all, reading the almanac is like rubbing salt on the back of your shoulders or knocking on a wooden table when you hear something unlucky. Even among wizards, it belongs to the category of metaphysics.
As for last night's plans.
After meeting with the Milli wizard of the Trident Sword yesterday, Zheng Qing planned to complete this month's supply contract as soon as possible. To this end, he ended today's morning class early and did not go to the library or classroom, but instead went to
I went to the Trident Sword office in Beta Town to deliver the blood rune bombs before the first class.
Sanchajian's office is located at the intersection of three streets in Beta Town. There is a small square outside and the entrance is low-key.
It was early, and there were not many pedestrians on the street yet, but because it was almost the Beginning of Summer, the vitality between heaven and earth was particularly strong. The mist in the morning intertwined with the low singing of birds from nowhere, and under the influence of magic, they twisted into lines.
The pale white elf shadows, which are about a foot tall, are playing and chasing each other in the open space.
When someone comes, they will break silently like bubbles in the sun, scattering colorful lights all over the ground.
Zheng Qing had no intention of appreciating this rare and magical sight. He hung up the armor and horse talisman and just went on his way.
But when he hurried to Sanchajian's office, he saw that the door of the office was ajar, as if it had not been opened, and there was still a small patch of suspicious dark red left at the door.
This made his heart skip a beat, and he secretly thought that he couldn't.
——My luck can’t be so bad!
——Is the old almanac about to be accurate again?
——Who can I ask to reason with this?
As flashes of light flashed through his mind, Zheng Qing had already pulled out the Colt Python and opened the book of spells. There was a blood rune bullet in the last magazine of the rune gun, and the book of spells opened the shackles he was most familiar with.
The page of the curse. The haha beads on the left wrist trembled slightly in the sunlight, as if they would slip off in the next second.
Like a real cat, the black gem cat emerged from the boy's hood, stepped on his shoulders with two front feet, poked its head, and stared nervously and excitedly at the thin crack in the door.
Zheng Qing now hates trouble very, very, very much.
But as a teaching assistant at First University, it is against professional ethics to turn a blind eye even though he knew there was an abnormality.
With these resentments, the boy grabbed the gun and knocked politely on the door like all guests would do - this is the most basic principle when entering a wizard's room, regardless of whether there is anyone in the room or not.
"anyone there?"
The young teaching assistant lowered his voice and shouted softly.
There was no answer at the door.
Zheng Qing was a little anxious. He quickly glanced around with his peripheral vision. At this time, he saw no one on the street. Even the playful morning mist elves seemed to be aware of the uneasy atmosphere flowing in the air and dissipated.
It's spotless.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally took the courage to move forward a few steps, and poked his head carefully into the door.
Then he was tapped on the shoulder from behind.
"Ah Siba!"
The frightened boy subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun and was about to pull the trigger.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Be careful!"
A familiar voice shouted behind him. Almost at the same time, Zheng Qing's finger on the trigger was pressed down, the muzzle of the gun was pushed up, and the opened Dharma book was also held down by a big hand, interrupting his imminent move.
The magic power fluctuates.
The haha beads fell to the ground, but before they were completely transformed, they were forcibly summoned back by their owner. Because at this time, Zheng Qing could clearly see the appearance of the person blocking his movements.
The head of the Trident Sword's office in Beta Town, the pudgy Commissioner Andrew, seemed to be no less frightened than the young teaching assistant classmates.
"Is this some new way of saying hello?"
Because of the nervousness, Andrew's voice sounded a bit sharp like a male duck being strangled by the neck: "——It is now popular in schools to shoot someone when they meet? You don't have those terrible talisman bullets in your gun!"
He nervously kept aiming at the talisman gun in Zheng Qing's hand. A drop of sweat had already appeared on the tip of his chubby nose. It seemed that he would see the entire office disappear from Beta Town in the next second.
"you are still alive?"
Zheng Qing breathed a heavy sigh of relief and hurriedly explained: "...No, the first few bullets in the gun are ordinary rune bullets, evil-proof bullets and restraint bullets, ordinary ones."
"Am I still alive? How fresh this question is!"
The short and fat wizard also breathed a heavy sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and hummed a sentence through his nose: "——Would you like to throw a few evil evil charms on me to see if I am the incarnation of evil spirits?
?”
Zheng Qing almost forgot this experience.
Noticing the slightly agitated look in the boy's eyes, the commissioner of the Three-Forked Sword suddenly became angry and patted his chest very hard.
"See what this is? The emblem of the three-pronged sword! The shiny emblem of the three-pronged sword!"
As he said that, he stretched out his stubby finger and poked the boy's chest hard: "——Just like the badge of your Jiuyou Academy! Even if Xie Sui steals it, he can't wear it... If he wears it forcefully, either Xie Sui will be wiped out, or
The badge is lackluster. What are the students thinking about right now?”
Dead people, blood, and endless reports.
Zheng Qing answered in his heart.
But there was a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he smiled dryly and said: "——You can't blame me. The situation is so tense now. It's not appropriate to read the old almanac before going out... As soon as I came, I saw a pool of blood spilled at your door, and the door was still open.
Ajar, who knows what happened."
"The situation is tense? Now?"
Andrew looked puzzled, paused, glanced at the boy again, and suddenly showed a hint of realization: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot... No wonder... I have also heard about Thomas. This matter
What he did was unethical."
Zheng Qing pursed his lips.
He then remembered that Andrew and Thomas seemed to have a good relationship. When he first went to Damingfang and encountered the wild monster, the conversation between the two was still vivid in his mind.
Andrew patted the boy's shoulder comfortingly, blew his nose very hard, and then glanced at the dark red pool at the door: "——Besides, that's not blood, it's just that I accidentally spilled a little red wine in the morning. Phew, that's it.
Because my breakfast was spilled, I went out to buy a new bottle...Would you like some? I'm shocked."
He raised the paper bag he was holding in his other hand, and the slender neck of the bag vividly explained to Zheng Qing what was inside.
Zheng Qing's nose twitched slightly.
I did smell the faint aroma of wine in the air.
It's undoubtedly a mistake.
He took back the safety of the rune gun and closed the law book. His expression was no less speechless than Andrew's - this fat man had the nerve to say that he was abnormal? How could a normal person drink for breakfast so early in the morning?