The voice of the yellow fox seemed to be ringing in an extremely distant place. Zheng Qing couldn't hear it clearly. He didn't want to hear it clearly because he had a headache now, as if a bomb had been stuffed in his head and then exploded. Even his thinking was fried.
into pieces.
He shook his head and slowly got up.
The memory in his mind was a bit broken. He vaguely remembered that an alien god whose real name was Satorgua came to the small world, and he had a battle with him. As for why the alien god came, it was because of Senior Sister Korma.
I want to use magic rituals to open up the path to wizards for magicians.
I should persuade the senior sister to give up that delusion as soon as possible. The wizard rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, trying to relieve the waves of pain coming from his forehead, and complained in his heart, and Elena, who is usually very smart,
Why would you follow Kolma in such nonsense...
Thinking of Elena, the boy's hand holding the corners of his eyebrows immediately froze in place.
Because a horrifying picture appeared in his mind - Korma's body was transformed into a void, being pulled towards the abyss by the power of the void and falling; the gypsy witch turned into a small tree, from top to bottom
, only one head is left, and her appearance can still be discerned.
The boy got up in panic and looked around.
There was nothing all around.
There is no small tree and the beautiful snake entwined in the tree, no senior sister who is about to fall into the abyss, no giant toad outsider, no silver-haired old lady, no yellow raccoon dog, and no sun and moon in the small world.
Blank.
Then he raised his hands, and his ten fingers looked a little clear in this white world.
Only then did he realize that he had somehow lifted the transformation spell and resumed his identity as a wizard.
"This is where?!"
As soon as this question came to the boy's mind, a loud and clear voice echoed in the sky above this blank land: "Where is this?!"
"This is the place where matter and soul meet, where death watches, and where the soul rests." A familiar voice came from above Zheng Qing's head, seemingly very happy: "Of course, I prefer to call this place the 'blank land'
'."
Zheng Qing raised his head suddenly and almost broke his neck.
Not far above his head, Mr. Wu was sitting on a comfortable soft chair, holding a hard-cover book in his hand, and seemed to be reading with relish. There was also a small coffee table on the side of his hand.
A plate of dried fruits and a pot of hot tea.
Pearl-colored mist slowly emerged from the mouth of the teapot and disappeared into the white background of the world in the blink of an eye.
"Sir?" The word just appeared in Zheng Qing's heart. Before he could speak, the clear and loud voice began to echo in the sky above this blank land: "Sir?"
"It's me." Mr. Wu took off his black-framed round glasses and waved to the wizard with a smile.
Then the soft chair under him and the small coffee table beside him slowly descended with his movements, until they landed opposite the young wizard, saving him the trouble of keeping his neck raised.
"Who is peeping into my soul?" The clear and loud voice accurately repeated the question in the wizard's heart, making him temporarily unable to care about greeting Mr. Wu:
"here we go again!"
"Fuck!"
"...What the hell?" The boy's head was looking up, down, left and right crazily, while the clear and loud voice kept repeating every thought that came to his mind: "...Only sound, no picture? Still
"Okay, okay, if I come up with any weird ideas, I won't be embarrassed in front of my husband..."
"Damn it...sir already knows!"
"Mmp...want to kill...modan..."
"Magic, I need a magic to protect my soul... Let me think about it, Ge Zhitanxi, no, this is a binding spell... I, Ma Huijun, no... July's Flowing Fire... September's Sushuang... Human's
In the beginning, nature is inherently kind... What the hell am I thinking about now... It would be great if I had Xiao Xiao's notebook... Concentrate, concentrate..."
"This is a good place to play truth or dare. No one will tell lies in a place like this... Concentrate, concentrate..."
"Shang Meiwu... No, it's okay to open the door under the Hengmen... No, it's an advanced spell opened by Alaho... Don't be shaken, don't be (nǎn), don't be angry, yes, calm down first.
, need to calm down now.”
"If you don't shake, you won't move, if you don't do anything (nǎn), you won't be angry!"
"Yu Yisi!"
"My heart is at peace!"
"You are not soft when you are soft, you are not strong when you are strong; you are not afraid of force, your majesty is strength!"
After adding several protective spirit spells to his body, the voice that always echoed above the empty land finally gradually became lower. This made the wizard feel relieved in his heart.
"Is it fun?"
From beginning to end, Mr. Wu did not interrupt the wizard's mental activities, but watched with interest as he hurriedly applied magic to his body.
It wasn't until the clear and loud voice completely disappeared that the husband asked with a smile: "How do you feel now?"
"It's okay..." The boy answered the husband's question cautiously, and at the same time couldn't help but ask: "Where is here... I mean, why am I here? Is this some kind of recuperation area in the school hospital? Satogu
Was Ya beaten away? Is everyone...is everyone okay?"
He didn't dare to ask that disturbing name.
"It's good to be young, always so full of energy." Mr. Wu sighed with nostalgia, reached out and picked up a peanut from the saucer on the coffee table, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed: "Take your time, one by one.
Ask, don’t be hasty.”
Zheng Qing's mind was filled with the questions just now, and he didn't even notice that his husband was eating.
"What happened before?"
"...What happened? I think you are more qualified to answer this question than me." The gentleman raised his eyebrows and closed the hard-cover book in his hand: "You opened the star gate and released two alien gods to break into Buji Island.
Then he tried his best to stop it... From the perspective of a bystander, it is so contradictory."
"Is everyone... safe?" the boy asked in a low voice.
"You won't know until you go out on your own."
"Get out? Oh, okay, I'll go out now..." Zheng Qing's mind was in a mess, and the questions were a bit confusing: "How can I get out? Can I get out now? Why am I here? How did I get here?"
"Well, why you came here involves a very complicated process... To describe it in professional terms, it is because the rampage of magic power caused violent riots in the dimension, and the mind was unable to control matter, so that a large amount of it was released in a very short time and in a very limited space.
Material and energy trigger violent magic tides... In this process, because the spirit collapses before the material, it will enter the blank space according to the general protective principle..."
Zheng Qing felt dizzy after hearing what he said and couldn't grasp the main point at all.
He had to raise his hand to interrupt the gentleman's eloquent description, and asked weakly: "Can you... explain it a little simpler?"
Mr. Wu raised his eyelids and looked at him for a long time, and finally replied: