The sun is shining brightly outside.
It was in sharp contrast to the gloomy atmosphere in the museum. Perhaps the negative atmosphere in the museum was just Zheng Qing's illusion. But he did feel the calming warmth in the sunshine outside.
The husband took him to a secluded meadow.
Sit on the floor.
"Everyone has his own morning in his heart," the gentleman half-leaned on a large bluestone, took out a small red clay teapot from nowhere in his hand, sipped the tea, and said slowly: "... When the time comes, people will
It will wake up on its own."
"Sometimes, this morning is an alarm bell, a cockcrow; sometimes, this morning is a wake-up call, an enlightenment; and sometimes, this morning is after you know the 'truth'..."
Zheng Qing initially sat on the side of his teacher, with his hands on his sides, squinting his eyes, lazily looking at the sun, and listening to his teacher's lecture. But soon, he realized that this posture was not very respectful, so he changed to sitting on his knees again.
posture.
"Lie down, it will make you feel more comfortable." The husband waved his hand, indicating to the boy to feel more comfortable: "Don't worry about these details..."
Zheng Qing blinked his eyes, followed suit, held the back of his head with both hands, and lay down comfortably on the grass.
Several butterflies danced around the two wizards, an old one and a young one.
On the treetops not far away, orioles and larks sang loudly.
The grass in May has begun to enter the most lush season of the year. The soft lawn is like an expensive Persian carpet. Lying on it, the natural breath rushes into the young wizard's nostrils. Together with the warm sun and soft
Wind, Zheng Qing found the feeling of sleeping again.
The sir’s voice seemed to come from an extremely distant place:
"...What is the truth? The truth is the fact. It is hidden under countless appearances and illusions, the most real existence in this world. The truth is that one plus one equals two. The speed of sound propagates in the air at 15 degrees is 340 meters per hour.
Seconds, space will be warped by mass pressure, two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom can form a water molecule, etc.”
"These don't sound so scary." Zheng Qing interjected.
The gentleman smiled.
"Yeah, it doesn't sound scary." He murmured: "This is the scariest part. Because it's commonplace, and you're used to it, and you don't take it seriously...just like no one thinks eating hot pot and singing songs is a thing.
Horrible things are the same. A cricket does not know the spring and autumn, a mayfly does not know the human world, so what do people know outside of their own world?"
"The universe is empty and the human world is crowded."
From a certain angle, Zheng Qing could understand the "terrible" in his husband's words - there were too many coincidences in the birth of this world, and countless horrors and horrors were intertwined to create a delicate balance, which allowed life to survive.
But from another perspective, Zheng Qing felt that his husband's words were a bit subtle.
"It sounds like you are discussing the horror of 'ignorance'," boys are always inexplicably braver at this time, and boldly asked: "Since we don't know what is outside and feel terrible, that means ignorance is
It’s terrible!”
The gentleman sighed softly: "Ignorance makes you fearless, so you can bravely explore various possibilities. It is the driving force for all civilizations to move forward. But the truth is different. Because we cannot change the truth... It always stays there, cold
Watching us struggling coldly."
Zheng Qing held his breath.
His intuition told him that his husband would tell some very important 'truths' today, and these 'truths' were difficult to accept. This curiosity was like a cat's claw scratching his heart, making him feel uncomfortable even when he was lying down, so he simply sat up again.
I hugged my legs and leaned towards the husband.
The gentleman glanced at him.
"How much do you know about monsters?" the gentleman asked abruptly.
Zheng Qing was stunned for a few seconds.
"Demon?" He hesitated and answered cautiously: "Demons and wizards are natural enemies, and they live on the flesh and blood of wizards. According to different birth methods, demons are divided into three categories: original blood inheritance, demon invasion, and demon infection; according to their activities,
The scope is divided into Kraken, Lich and other forces; the Wizards Alliance has a wanted order for monsters, which lists thousands of monsters, large and small, among which the Kraken King and the Lich King are the two most powerful ones.
There are also four sea monsters under the Siren King, namely Mist, Iceberg, Whirlpool, and Poseidon... Oh, and it is said that the monsters have an ancestor who is worshiped by all monsters. He is the source of the birth of all monsters."
The answers sounded messy and confusing, lacking focus.
But this is not Zheng Qing’s fault.
Although he had dealt with monsters several times in the nearly one year since he entered school, most of them were one-sided hunting. The only time he had verbal communication with a monster, the beautiful succubus kept repeating it in a terrifying tone.
'You smell delicious' or something creepy like that.
The school library has a lot of books related to monsters.
During the training of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, Zheng Qing read frequently. However, those books were more related to demon analysis, finding traces of demons, the weaknesses of different demons, how to hunt a demon as quickly as possible, etc. Involving the nature of demons, etc.
There is very little difficult content.
As for Professor Monteria's laboratory, the focus is on the research and use of demon bloodline - there may be information related to the origin of bloodline in the laboratory, but Zheng Qing has no access to it. He is just a small assistant who is proficient in talismans.
The gentleman held the small red clay teapot, squinted his eyes, looked at the sun above his head, and listened to the young wizard beside him talking about the 'truths' that were widely circulated in the wizarding world.
for a long time.
The sun above his head seemed to be staring at him with a guilty conscience, and it quietly hid behind the clouds.
The environment on the grass becomes more and more pleasant.
Zheng Qing finally poured out all the ink in his stomach and shut up.
"Demon, demon." The gentleman repeated the word in a low voice, paused, and then slowly said: "A demon is a demon when something goes wrong; a demon is a demon when someone is obsessed with it. Demons, demons... were originally just some obsessions.
Due to abnormal...existences. And wizards are no different from monsters. Wizards are also a type of monster."
The young public-funded student swallowed quietly.
If Mr. Sir's words were heard by outsiders, it would definitely cause an uproar. After entering the wizarding world for a year, he had never seen similar views in any books, and no wizard had said similar words to him.
Is there any difference between wizards and monsters?
Zheng Qing did know that lichs were a group of wizards who had fallen under the aura of demons. But that was all. When those lichs started eating people, they turned into them.
"Wizards don't eat people!" The young public-funded student sat up straight and couldn't accept it: "We are different from them!"
This chapter has been completed!