There are less than two hours left before the weekend's liberation. Because it is during class time, the entire school is enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.
After Zheng Qing walked out of Classroom 101 in the teaching building, he walked a few steps. As soon as he was out of the corridor, he guessed that no one could hear his footsteps, so he ran away, running towards the dormitory in a hurry.
Along the way, apart from the sound of him gasping for breath, he could only hear the occasional cold wind passing through the treetops, causing a low moan. If the cold wind blew like this on weekdays, the young man would
Wu Ding had to take a few windproof and warm talisman papers on his body, and then walked slowly with his head down, never willing to let those cold guys get into his collar.
But not today.
The young wizard's time is very tight - he used a semi-inducing method to deceive half of the class vacation from Teacher Zhang, and he must not waste it leisurely walking.
But even though he rushed all the way back to the dormitory, he had to stop at the door of the dormitory for a few minutes, waiting for Master Ni to let him go.
Unlike the wizard who was waiting impatiently, Mr. Ni Wu always seemed to be unhurried and unhurried.
He lazily opened his eyes, lazily opened his mouth, lazily stuck out his tongue, rolled the waste smoke pill Zheng Qing handed over into his mouth, and then smacked his mouth with unfinished content. The only thing that was different was today.
Mr. Ni Wu took a second look at the young public-funded student, as if he was surprised why the young wizard came back so early.
Because Mr. Ni Wu almost never talked to his classmates, and he always showed a lack of flexibility, so even if he was looked at by the little bronze beast with a scrutinizing gaze, Zheng Qing just laughed with him and waited silently for it to open the door, feeling completely at ease in his heart.
There is no thought of making jokes.
The corridor of the dormitory was also extremely quiet.
If there is any difference between the quietness here and the outside, it is that the corridor is quieter than the campus outside, and there is a little more heating. When rushing into the dormitory, such a nonsensical comparison passed through the mind of the young public-funded student.
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But this thought only passed away for a moment.
And as Zheng Qing opened the dormitory door, the silence that had been maintained all the way came to an end.
"Fuck! Why are you here?!"
The young public-funded student stood half in the dormitory, and half in the corridor outside, staring at the figure who appeared in the dormitory, with a confused look on his face: "And, what are you doing..."
"I'll go! I should ask you this, right... What time is it? Why are you running back? The legendary truancy?!" In the dormitory, a naked and handsome wizard was panicking
He hurriedly put on his robe, and at the same time couldn't help but said frantically: "As for why I'm here...because I just got up!! Where am I if I'm not here!! And you, can you come in next time?"
Knock on the door first?! Would it kill me to be more polite?!"
The crazy wizard is Dylan.
Hearing his answer, Zheng Qing suddenly came to his senses. Mr. Vampire Werewolf's work and rest schedule was exactly opposite to everyone else's. Others would go out early and come back late, but he would go out early and go out late. Occasionally going out for a walk during the day was equivalent to staying up all night.
It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and according to Dylan's daily habits, it's almost the time for him to get up.
But on weekdays, when everyone comes back from get out of class, this elegant Yuexia aristocrat is usually dressed properly, with oil on his head, powder on his face, crisp robes, tight belt, and shiny cufflinks—— This is the first time in Zheng Qing's memory that he was so 'honest and honest' like today.
Although he really wanted to see how some of the reproductive organs of vampire werewolves were different from those of normal wizards, for the sake of life safety, the young public-funded student still very obediently moved his eyes to the six-poster bed next to him.
Well, it looks like Dylan has just gotten up. The big red curtain on his six-poster bed has not been closed yet, making it look very messy. Through the gap in the curtain, he can see that the lid of the black coffin is also wide open, like
A monster that chooses people to eat.
This is not a good sign.
The young public-funded student hurriedly averted his eyes and moved his gaze diagonally upward.
Then a flash of yellow light came unexpectedly, almost blinding him.
"Damn it! Why is that bronze mirror still hanging there!" Zheng Qing covered his eyes and shouted: "Didn't I tell you to throw it away a long time ago? After hanging it for such a long time, the talisman on it has long since expired.
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The bronze mirror he was talking about was a few months ago, before the sand bug was caught by the school. Because of the widespread rumors on campus, many students were decorating their dormitories with various decorations to ward off evil spirits. Dormitory 403
Naturally, it is no exception. It includes peach wood swords, evil-proof ash, and anti-evil charms carved all over the house.
This bronze mirror was hung in Dylan's dormitory at that time.
Later, after the sand bug was caught and the rumors were eliminated, Zheng Qing proposed more than once to take off the mirror from the ceiling. But because everyone found it troublesome, and the elves would occasionally fly to the mirror for a while,
So this matter was postponed again and again, and then three times, until today, and the young wizard was blinded again.
"If you want to throw it away, do it yourself, no one will stop you!" Dylan's angry voice came from the side.
After hearing that his voice became normal, the young public-funded student carefully removed the hand covering his eyes. Mr. Vampire Werewolf was seen standing in front of the dressing mirror as always, taking care of his image meticulously, and from time to time he would
He reached into the small copper box in front of him, scooped out some viscous liquid, put it on his head and smeared it on it.
At the same time, the elves who noticed the return of the public-funded students also flew up from their belly, finishing their afternoon nap, pouring tea, ironing towels, or tidying up desks and beds, acting like little masters at home.
appearance.
"You haven't told me why you came back so early today?!" As if aware of the prying eyes of the public-funded student, Dylan glanced at him sideways, repeated the previous question, and guessed at the same time: "What have you been doing these days?
Aren't you always talking about going to Qingqiu Mansion? Is it because of this that you left early today? That teacher Hilda is so easy to talk to? "
Only then did Zheng Qing remember the trouble he was in and couldn't help but scream.
"Oops! I almost forgot!"
He didn't bother to explain to Dylan that the practical class this afternoon was canceled and was changed to a talisman class, nor did he care about Dylan's surprised look. He just took a quick step and jumped into the dormitory, then kicked off his shoes twice and put his head on
He plunged into his six-poster bed and put down the curtain.
Through the thick curtain, he said to Dylan in a hurried tone: "When they come back, tell them that Lao Yao has arranged something for me today, which is quite troublesome... I guess I won't be able to go to the Qingqiu Guild Hall for a while.
Tell them not to wait for me... I will apologize to Li Meng later!"
"Originally, I planned to leave the paper crane to deliver the message, but you happen to be here, so I'll let you deliver it."
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