There are ghosts in the wizarding world, and Zheng Qing knows this very well.
After staying at First University for more than half a year, Zheng Qing has seen a lot of ghosts, zombies, vampires, werewolves and other ghostly creatures, but in the true sense, Zheng Qing has not seen the kind of shadowy ghosts and ghosts in horror movies when he was a child.
I've seen it before. After all, this is the most benign place in the wizarding world, with few weird hiding places.
But now, he seems to have such an opportunity.
The black shadow reflected on the bed curtain was roughly in the shape of an animal, with a head, limbs, and a vague tail.
Because it was night, the light from the fireflies was uneven, and there was wind outside the window. The small cold wind came in through the cracks in the window, causing the curtains to sway slightly, and the black shadow on the lining became more and more distorted. The most important thing is that
The black shadow is still very clear. Even on the dark curtain, its shape can be clearly reflected.
The twisted head, twisted body, twisted limbs, and twisted tail made Zheng Qing's expression distorted.
He stared, pointed at the black shadow, half-opened his mouth, hissed, and sucked in cold air.
Professor Yao, who was reprimanding the young public-funded students, could easily detect the boy's abnormality. He didn't think Zheng Qing was joking with him, but he didn't think Zheng Qing had really seen anything scary. At best, he was just trying to scare himself.
After all, this is First University, this is the office of the dean of Jiuyou Academy, and he is the dean of Jiuyou Academy, the top wizard in the wizarding world. Which monster is so bold as to dare to jump in front of him without fear of being caught?
Going to do an experiment?
Although he has this judgment in his heart, as a wizard, Old Yao still has the necessary caution.
He narrowed his eyes, held the newly bought pipe in one hand, pressed the Dharma book on the table with the other, and turned around.
Then, he also saw the dark shadow reflected on the curtains.
Professor Yao twitched his lips and raised his hand to say hello to the black figure:
"Long time no see, Mr. Huang...how is your health?"
The former gentleman is a respectful title for the guest, and the latter gentleman refers to the adult behind the guest.
The curtains shook slightly, and a yellow cat with amber eyes came out from behind the curtains, stepped on the window sill, jumped deftly onto Professor Yao's desk, and then looked like a noble nobleman who had won a battle.
Generally, walk around the desk with small square steps.
Zheng Qing discovered that the cats at First University seemed to have this bad habit. They always liked to declare their sovereignty in enclosures in unfamiliar environments.
After a week of inspection, the yellow tabby lay carelessly in front of Dean Yao's teacup, stuck his head in, took two sips of tea, then pouted, turned to look at the snack box placed next to the teacup, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally did not take it.
He stretched out his paw. During the whole process, Lao Yao kept smiling and did not interrupt.
It was only then that it seemed to remember that someone had just greeted it and looked back at Lao Yao.
"Well, that's good." The yellow raccoon snorted, which was regarded as an answer to Old Yao's question. It never liked the fake smile on Old Yao's face, as if smiling a few more times could cover up his fiery little temper.
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Hearing it speak, a certain public-funded student who had been sitting in front of the table came to his senses and stammered: "Huang, Brother Huang?! Why are you here... I was scared to death just now."
The yellow lily looked at the boy with disdain: "You are as courageous as sesame seeds and mung beans. You haven't made any progress since you were a child."
Zheng Qing lowered his head in shock.
Then he realized something.
"Do you know Brother Huang?" The boy raised his head and looked at Professor Yao, his eyes widening curiously.
Before Lao Yao could answer, Huang Huali rudely interrupted Zheng Qing's question: "When I opened a bookstore in the past, this old man often came to the store to buy books!"
Professor Yao coughed twice, put the pipe back into his mouth, and did not deny it. He probably acquiesced.
Zheng Qing also wanted to ask Professor Yao if he knew Mr. Wu, but Huang Huali didn't want to let him continue asking questions. He poked his head forward and stared at the gray cloth bag hanging on Zheng Qing's waist.
"Are all your rune guns here?" it asked directly.
"Rule gun?" Zheng Qing's hand subconsciously reached into the gray cloth bag and touched the cold body of the gun. Then he nodded: "They are all here."
"Is everything still usable? Is it not broken?" The yellow cat's tail flicked and brushed the teacup on the desk. A few cat hairs seemed to fall into the cup with the flick of the tail. Old Yao frowned unnoticed.
, made up his mind to disinfect his quilt later.
Hearing Huang Huali's question, Zheng Qing immediately woke up.
"Hmm... Indeed, I almost forgot." He took out the Colt Python he had just used not long ago and skillfully dismantled it. Just like Brother Huang said, the trigger, magazine, safety and other structures of the rune gun
Most of the runes on the brand are damaged, the most serious of which are the runes on the gun barrel, many of which have been completely obliterated.
The young public-funded student sighed deeply.
Sure enough.
The last time Remington blasted the big toad in the Silent Forest, he discovered that the runes were damaged afterwards. However, it was still a gift from the great wizard. Even if there were some glitches, it did not affect its simple use.
At that time, Zheng Qing had speculated whether his use of blood rune bullets would have any serious impact on the rune gun.
So this time, he specially selected the python revolver in good condition to shoot. The result was mixed joy and sadness. What was joyful was that his guess was verified. After shooting a blood rune bullet, the python revolver shot
The rune formation was indeed damaged.
Sadly, this gun is obviously not as strong as the Remington sent by Su Shijun. A large number of runes on the body of the gun have been obliterated, obviously losing its function for further use.
"Oh, no!" the young public-funded student wailed, holding his own rune gun, a little at a loss. Most of his confidence in going to the hunting ground now lies in these two rune guns. If both rune guns are scrapped, then he will
Wouldn't it be necessary to go back to the old method of firing spell bullets with a slingshot?
"Can Green's Grocery Store repair rune guns?" Zheng Qing looked at Professor Yao with hope. It's not like he had never thought about buying a new rune gun, but the purchase procedure for the rune gun was complicated and expensive; secondly, it was a gift from someone else.
It's not good to throw away his gifts casually; the three budgets are limited, but he is still a good and thrifty boy, and he can save as much as he can.
Old Yao clicked his pipe twice and shook his head: "You said it was a grocery store, how could you repair a rune gun... The Martin Tool Alchemy Company does business in this area. If you are worried, you can also contact the school.
Alchemist..."
"Those people who are looking for Alphaburg?" the yellow tabby mocked.
When Lao Yao heard this, he was speechless.
This is indeed a problem. The college with the most advanced alchemy in the First University is the Alpha College. Correspondingly, most of the skilled alchemists are also affiliated with the Alpha College. Considering the current discord between the two colleges, not only Zheng Qing
It was inconvenient to find a way there, and even Lao Yao couldn't bear to ask for help.
This chapter has been completed!