The three-pointed sword specialist who came to his senses immediately pulled down his face, pressed the shoulder of the young assistant teacher, and pushed him out of the office slightly roughly, but when he arrived at the door, he still gave a conscientious advice: "——The money will be deposited at about noon. The old rules are, you can just go to Sam Chase to collect the money with the delivery order."
The big deal of 750 jade coins is completely acceptable for half a day of accounting.
Zheng Qing kissed the red delivery note happily, folded it three times, carefully stuffed it into the depths of the gray cloth bag, and then walked happily towards the school, thinking about what to eat in the morning.
After buying a lot of money, he felt that this morning could be a little extravagant. Not only did he need to apply a layer of caviar to the omelet, but he also had to put truffle and lobster meat, and it was accompanied by sweet and sour sea buckthorn juice. It would make people drool if you think about it.
Just as Zheng Qing swallowed and turned the corner of the street, a black shadow hit him head-on. Unpredictable, the male witch had no time to dodge to the side and sat on the ground.
Then he watched the black shadow run away in a flash.
If you read that right, it's a sheep.
A black goat.
After realizing that he was knocked down by a sheep, Zheng Qing did not pull out the Dharma book to tie up the perpetrator, but subconsciously flashed through his mind that he saw when he was turning on the old Huangdi this morning.
——Clashes against the sheep and evil in the east.
Is this the "rush" method?
He looked up at the direction. The black sheep came from the east, barely considered a "Shadong"?
The young teaching assistant scratched his head in a daze, feeling that there were tens of thousands of alpacas running by in his heart - if he hadn't been sure that he hadn't drunk just now, he would have thought he was drunk now.
The black gem cat that had just been nestled in the hood was thrown out as the boy fell to the ground. At this time, he trotted back with his tail clipped and cursed all the way, so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Almost at the same time, another slightly familiar voice was screaming not far away, and an apology also came into Zheng Qing's ears. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the owner of the black goat.
Then Zheng Qing turned around and saw Linguo running towards him panting.
The little witch was wearing a black robe - which was unusual. You know, he is still a school student now, and even Zheng Qing, as an assistant teacher, was not qualified to wear a black robe - perhaps because of the slightly long legs of the robe, he ran a little stumbled.
“——Sorry, Captain!”
Lin Guo gasped heavily, held her knees and stopped in front of Zheng Qing, her forehead was covered with sweat. Although she was saying words of apologizing, her eyes were aiming everywhere, obviously looking for the trace of the black goat.
The Sancha Sword Office is located at the intersection of Sanzhao Street, and there is a small square in front of it. Zheng Qing had just walked to the edge of the square. After the black goat rushed through the square, he didn't know which alley he had entered.
Realizing that he had lost the black sheep, Lin Guo immediately looked at Zheng Qing.
"Don't worry, take a breath first, there should be a kind person to send it back to you later." Zheng Qing comforted, pulled Lin Guo, turned around and returned to the office of the Sanchao Sword. In Andrew's surprised gaze, he took a bottle of juice from his table and stuffed it into the hands of the little witch.
His words were not entirely to comfort Linguo.
If you guessed correctly, the black goat that hits you should have been taken down by the guards at this moment. After careful inspection, as long as the verification is not hindered, it is likely to be sent back.
"Is there any breakfast?" Zheng Qing turned to look at the office owner.
According to the situation in front of him, his luxurious breakfast with caviar, truffle and lobster should be gone. But for the next six hours of class, he must hurry up and stuff something into his stomach.
"I'm not a school cafeteria here!"
Andrew complained, but did not refuse the boy's request. He took out two roasted braised bacon sandwiches and handed them to Zheng Qing and Linguo: "——There is only one bottle of juice, do you have some Amani?"
He had not given up on letting Zheng Qing drink.
"No, thank you... I want Qingshui." Zheng Qing was determined.
The short and fat wizard shrugged, grabbed a ball of water from the air, threw it into the wine glass where the black gem cat had just been, and pushed it in front of Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing was not sure whether he wanted to wash one less cup or still didn't give up letting himself taste the taste of morning wine. But at the moment, he couldn't help but swear his master's face again and again.
"My sheep..." Lin Guo's small murmuring came from next to him.
"Don't worry, there will be a kind person who will send it back!"
Zheng Qing emphasized again, holding a water cup in one hand and a bacon sandwich in the other hand, and chewing it viciously, sighing slightly vaguely: "Tell me, we haven't seen each other for a while..."
“Sixty-three days.”
The little witch, who once had a chaotic timeline, is now particularly sensitive to time and gives Zheng Qing a very accurate number: "—To be precise, it was the Sunday of the first week of school when we last met."
Zheng Qing felt that he was choking by the bacon sandwich in his hand.
He quickly took a sip of water.
"--call."
He let out a long sigh and smiled dryly: "Is that so? It's only two months? I feel like I haven't seen one year! Sometimes I feel that time passes quickly, but sometimes I feel that time passes slowly..."
While talking, he also remembered the last time he met Linguo.
The first weekend of school was the Spring Festival. Zheng Qing visited Dr. Du Zem because the elf was sleeping for no reason, and met Linguo outside the Institute of Abnormal Life.
Lin Guo was recommended by him to Dr. Du Zem as an assistant.
Then the two never had the chance to meet again.
The first university says it is big or not, and there are only more than 2,000 teachers and students; but it is small but not small. If the class schedules and different preferences are different, students from the four colleges may not meet once a semester.
Especially Zheng Qing is particularly busy this semester. The Yuzui Hunting Team, which had the greatest intersection with Linguo in the past, also lost the intersection because he missed the hunting team's training continuously.
However, even if he attends Yushu training, he may not necessarily encounter Linguo.
Because according to Xiao Xiao, Linguo seems to be very busy this semester - he did not participate in the spring hunt organized by the school because of his age, which is understandable; but Linguo only went to the private hunting competition organized by the Starry Sky Hunting Team, which was very strange.
You know, because Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu were absent, Xiao Xiao once brought Lin Guo to the waiting list of the hunting team. If it were in the past, the little witch would have been very happy, but in fact, the two times he attended were a little hurried, which surprised everyone else in the team.
At this moment, looking at Lin Guo’s black robe, Zheng Qing vaguely guessed something.