The outing on the Forbidden Magic Day is, on the one hand, a tradition derived from customs, and on the other hand, it is also a transformation of traditional magic by modern magic in a certain sense. It is a manifestation of wizards' yearning for beauty.
In Xiao Xiao's words, this is a change of scenery and a change of mood.
All this stems from the fact that traditional wizards always like to hide themselves.
For example, the name should be hidden, fake names are rampant everywhere; the address should be hidden so that no one knows it; the spell should be hidden, which is the basis for settling down and establishing a family; the prescription should also be hidden, after all, the disciple will starve the master to death, etc.
Similar searching behavior was born in ancient times when witchcraft was difficult, and it is not completely undesirable. In an era when the number of wizards was sparse and communication was poor, this act of hiding oneself not only ensured one's own safety, but also allowed wizards to pursue the path of truth.
Try to maintain a non-focused attitude.
However, this extremely conservative habit also resulted in the cold and lonely attitude of wizards, allowing them to keep a certain distance from any new things and any unfamiliar situations.
With the rise of modern magic, this ancient habit of wizards has gradually been improved, but there is no doubt that any revision of tradition will not happen overnight. Wizards like to hide their own characteristics, which is still common even today.
Just like what Zheng Qing is encountering now.
He was 'picking up' firewood in the grove, but unexpectedly there was a strange wizard hiding among the branches above his head, who suddenly gave him a warning:
"Hey, this is not okay."
Zheng Qing raised his head and saw a strange wizard sitting among the thick branches not far above his head. He had brown curly hair, wore a senior black internship robe, and sat astride the horizontal branch.
On the top, two legs were hanging down from both sides of the branches, swinging lazily from side to side, not afraid of the shoes on their feet falling off.
This should be the fourth-year guard member that Downton mentioned, the young public student secretly guessed, the rune gun in his hand loosened slightly.
Before the spring outing, Downton once told everyone that every year when junior students go out, the school will arrange senior students to serve as guards to ensure everyone's safety. But according to Zhang Jixin's speculation, this kind of guard is more like a restriction to ensure everyone's safety.
They are all in the right position to do the right thing, lest some brave guy take advantage of the opportunity to leave the school and sneak into the depths of the Silent Forest, eventually losing his life.
"Are you going to use magic to collect firewood?" The old student sitting on the tree didn't care about the small movements of his junior students. He turned his face, looked at Zheng Qing, raised his right index finger and shook it: "This is not possible, this
But that’s not possible.”
"Oh, right, right." Zheng Qing smiled and put away the book and talisman gun, and scratched his head pretending to be embarrassed: "I almost forgot, today is the Forbidden Demon Day... I'm used to it, I'm used to it. I'm so sorry."
"Hey." Old Sheng chuckled: "It's useless to tell me this kind of thing... If you really used any magic just now, you will be the unlucky one in the end, and it has nothing to do with me. I'm just sitting here,
According to tradition, I’m just giving you a reminder.”
Zheng Qing looked at the old man on the tree in surprise.
Reason told him that this old student was scaring himself, because there was never anything real that warned him that using magic on the Forbidden Day would be bad luck. But his intuition told him that it would be more reliable to listen to the advice. After all, this is a wizard's world.
The power of logic and reason in this world is far less powerful than magic.
Perhaps seeing the surprised expression on the young wizard's face, the old man on the tree nodded with satisfaction.
"I'll give you two pieces of advice, and one more suggestion." The old man straightened his back and looked like you were making a lot of money. Then he raised his head and looked at the scattered young leaves and sparse branches among the branches, and said very briefly.
:
"Don't cut down the trees in the silent forest at will, otherwise you will be cursed by the forest."
"Don't use spells on the Forbidden Day, otherwise you will be cursed by history."
"One more suggestion... If you want to pick up some firewood for cooking, you can walk a little further along the edge of the forest. There are some branches and leaves of dead trees deep in the Soul-Returning Poplar Forest. From this point of view, it is
Nature has given us ample kindness."
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, but at the same time he also raised his doubts.
"These trees look so lush, how do I know which ones are dead?" Zheng Qing raised his hand and touched the slippery moss on the old tree next to him, mumbling.
As far as the eye can see, there is a vibrant scene, with sprouting vines and slippery moss crawling on the tree trunks. Even if the trees in the forest die, they will not show their pale colors.
"A tree covered with other plants is a dead tree." Laosheng raised his hand weakly and pointed to a large tree not far away that looked full of life, and said: "There are not so many compromises and coexistences in the forest. Just like that returning tree
The trunk of Soul Poplar is covered with vines of the immortal vine. This tree has either been strangled to death or is about to be strangled to death."
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, took out a small notebook, and wrote it down seriously.
Before leaving, he finally couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at the old student again: "Is that true?...I mean, using magic on the Forbidden Day will bring bad luck, is it true?"
The old student sneered repeatedly and glanced at Zheng Qing's robe: "The last kid who questioned this matter failed half of the subjects in the final exam. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Of course, Zheng Qing was unwilling to bear such huge pressure for such a trivial matter, so he ran away in despair.
Less than five minutes after the figure of the young public-funded student disappeared in the woods, another black figure flashed in front of the old student sitting among the branches of the tree, with a fresh wooden sword under his feet.
He stands out of thin air, as if he were an immortal wielding a sword.
"Pay attention to the impact!" The old student sitting on the tree branch said angrily without raising his head: "There are dozens of first-year juniors and juniors a hundred meters away... If you don't want them to find out that you are on the Forbidden Demon Festival
When using magic, don’t be so showy!"
"Okay, okay, I'm not blind." The man in black robe standing on the wooden sword waved his hand and made a concave shape: "Look, what do you think of the flying sword you just cut with the twigs of the soul-returning poplar? Is there any?
A little bit like a swordsman?"
The old man sitting on the branch of the tree raised his head and glanced at his friend with empty eyes: "I don't have any fairy spirit, but I have quite a lot of mean spirit."
"Tsk, why are you so incapable of talking!" The black robe on the wooden sword was depressed for a moment, and suddenly he cheered up again: "By the way, how many of you have been deceived today? Is anyone scared to the point of peeing?"
"What do you mean by lying?!" The old student was unhappy: "That was my well-intentioned advice! You cannot use magic on the Forbidden Magic Day. This is a tradition passed down from generation to generation in the wizarding world... How can it be a lie to persuade juniors and juniors to abide by traditions?
Really? At best, it’s just a little white lie.”
This chapter has been completed!