November 30, Monday.
The night before Xiayuan Festival, 8:50.
West End of Beta Town.
The negative impact of the red paper crane received two hours ago has not completely dissipated, and the young public-funded student from Jiuyou College still feels that his ears are burning.
At the same time, the uneasiness brought to him by the other blue paper crane began to spread, and as he got closer and closer to Qingqiu Mansion, it became more intense - Su Shijun used the phrase "we have something to discuss" in the letter.
"The four words are like some kind of ancient spell, arousing strong anxiety in the boy's heart, as if there is a nine-headed Hydra occupying the end of this street, and each of its heads represents an unknown terror.
as a result of.
What kind of things require a great wizard to use the word "discuss" in a letter to himself?
Forbidden curse? Sir? Or the little green snake that lives in the ear hole?
The young wizard didn't know, but subconsciously touched his earlobe. It was soft and cold, completely opposite to the hot feeling, just like the moonlight tonight.
Thinking of the moonlight, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.
Today is the fourteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar. The moon is like a disk, and the moonlight is exceptionally bright. On such a day, I am visiting a member of the parliament under the moon. I don’t know if it is a coincidence or luck.
Or maybe tonight's meeting is related to the huge sublunar council?
With these random thoughts and several invisibility charms hanging on his body, Zheng Qing avoided the passers-by on the street and quietly arrived at No. 54 Courtyard, West District, Beta Town.
The creek outside the mansion was shallow and clear, and the sound of gurgling water was occasionally mixed with the noise of a few heavy objects falling. The young public-funded student suspected that the noise was accidentally caused by those frizzy grass sperms crossing the river.
However, he didn't bother with such trivial matters.
The blue paper crane had just come out of his sleeve, and was flapping its wings, leading the way, crossing the magical restrictions with familiarity. Zheng Qing followed it, and without any obstruction, he came to the small garden of the mansion.
.
From a distance, he saw Su Ya, the little fox, with her back to him, squatting in front of a flaming begonia. She didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't even care that her tail was hanging on the ground.
He glanced at the paper cranes dancing in front of him, his heart moved, he deviated slightly from the route and walked in the direction of Su Ya, intending to get some news from her.
When the paper crane leading the way noticed that the wizard had gone astray, he flapped his wings and hung in the air for a moment, looking around in confusion for a moment. Finally, he panicked and landed on his shoulder, trying to nuzzle his ears and try to remind him.
mistake.
Zheng Qing was unmoved - of course, part of the reason was that the ear that Zhihe was nagging at was still burning at the moment and had no feeling, so naturally he couldn't notice Zhihe's small movements.
Arriving behind Su Ya, the wizard carefully avoided the big fluffy tail behind the little fox girl, stuck his head, looked over her shoulder, and looked forward.
I saw the little fox girl humming a song, holding a small flower hoe, and patiently loosening the soil for a viola plant under the crabapple tree, carefully breaking every piece of soil larger than a fingernail. There was a watering copper next to it.
Pots, fertilizers wrapped in paper, and many other gadgets.
"What are you doing?" the wizard asked very kindly.
In an instant, the furry ears in Su Ya's hair suddenly stood up, and the slender hairs exploded from the root of the ears to the tips of the ears. Under the bright moonlight, Zheng Qing could vaguely see the hair under the hairs.
Pink contours and bulging capillaries.
"Ah!" the little fox girl screamed and sat down on the ground. Fortunately, she was not hurt because of her big furry tail.
Zheng Qing was also startled by her, took a step back, slipped and fell on his butt.
The little fox girl who was about to cry burst into laughter when she saw this scene. The young public-funded student raised his sleeves stained with mud, his face full of bad luck.
"What happened?"
The head maid of the mansion appeared in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye. At a glance, she saw the wizard getting up from the ground in embarrassment. She raised her eyebrows slightly and scolded Su Ya with a straight face: "How many times have I told you
, don’t be impolite and impolite in front of guests, it’s unseemly!”
Su Ya glared at Zheng Qing fiercely.
The young public-funded student coughed dryly: "Well, I'm sorry, it's my fault..."
"Put your tail away!" The head maid did not immediately pay attention to the wizard, but looked at the little fox girl sternly: "Clean it up immediately! ... all of this!"
She pointed at Su Ya's dirty robe and the small odds and ends on the ground.
The little fox girl drooped her ears and made no excuses. She just repeated "Yes, ma'am!" and "Yes, ma'am!" while quickly tucking her hanging tails under her skirt.
Then, the head maid turned to look at the young public-funded student and gave a slight salute: "I have met Master Zheng Qing. The lady is waiting for you in the study...just a moment."
She opened the Dharma book in her hand and cast a curse light:
"Thinly dirty my private parts, thin my clothes!"
Several elves quietly emerged from the cursed light, and in a moment they cleaned up the wizard's robes, which made Zheng Qing sigh in admiration. He would also use this spell, but the elves he summoned were always
She is too active and produces a lot of colorful soap suds every time, which is far less clean than the maid Su Man.
This reminded him of what Lao Yao once repeated many times in class - every spell is stained with the imprint of the caster. The effect of the spell may be the same, but the process of generating the spell is inextricably different.
This depends on the determination, will, and personality of the caster.
The scene before him immediately gave him a deeper understanding of these words.
The study room of Qingqiu Mansion is located deep inside. When Zheng Qing followed Su Man to the study room, Poseidon was holding a thick book larger than her body and reciting something while Su Shijun was curled up on the large seat.
In the chair, he held a slender bamboo stick in his hand. The young government student noticed the large gilt words "Knowing the Devil" on the cover of the thick book.
Seeing Zheng Qing's figure, the little fox's eyes immediately filled with tears. He wanted to drop the thick book in his hand, but glanced at the bamboo stick in the owner's hand, timidly lowered his ears, and just sniffed hard.
, looking very aggrieved.
The wizard couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Don't let her fool you!"
Su Shijun seemed to know what Zheng Qing wanted to say, and interrupted angrily before he could speak: "This little girl used the pocket money I gave him to find someone to do his homework for him, and he didn't even recognize the person he gave before signing the contract.
It’s a devil’s contract. If the amulet I gave her hadn’t been particularly sensitive to Mephitus’ aura, you would have gone to hell to find your daughter now!”
Zheng Qing believes that "going to hell" here is absolutely literal.
On the other hand, Poseidon impressed him quite a bit. He actually had the courage to cheat under the nose of a great wizard, and even hired someone to do his homework for him. He didn't know where he learned this bad habit!
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